One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Bang!

Su Heng snorted coldly, spread out his five fingers, and clenched them hard.

The huge force squeezed the air, forming a strong wind like a white streamer, which spread out in all directions, and the surrounding bamboo forest trembled and exploded in pieces.

The wings were spread out, and he was about to leave.

But a rustling sound came from under his feet, which drew Su Heng's attention back.

He stopped and looked down.

In the cracked and sunken ground, in the crimson chaotic turbulence.

A group of strange mice about the size of calves, without eyes, with metallic luster on their claws and teeth, emerged from the cracks. These monsters have no eyes and do not seem to have any particularly outstanding wisdom.

They rely entirely on their sense of smell and the two mustaches on their mouths to distinguish the external situation. At this time, they raised their heads and sniffed the air outside.

They found where Su Heng was, and then opened their mouths and bit him directly.

Puff!

Su Heng stepped down directly.

The mouse-like demon exploded on the spot and turned into a bright red meat pie.

"This thing is a cricket rat!" Su Heng frowned slightly and recognized the origin of these rat demons from their appearance.

Cricket rats are a very common low-level demon in Changshengtian.

Individual strength is ordinary, even ordinary people can kill alone with weapons in their hands.

But there are a lot of these demons, and they appear in groups. Moreover, the sharp teeth and claws of cricket rats can drill through the boundary wall around the myth battlefield. If they are not controlled, these demons can continue to expand the scope of the myth battlefield along the gap.

Even in the worst case.

Cricket rats can pull the entire world into Changshengtian.

At that time, except for a few strong people on Tiangui. For the general public in this world, this is absolutely a disaster.

Under the overturned nest, how can there be eggs intact?

"It seems that the situation is worse than I thought." Su Heng whispered.

Everything that happened here seemed to be premeditated. The corrupt demon Marba had just escaped. On the other side, some powerful beings have begun to be impatient and summoned crickets and rats on a large scale, trying to break through the boundary wall and invade.

They really treat them as soft persimmons.

But...

Then again.

If there is no Su Heng, it is really hopeless for the several immortal sects and families in the seven states of Jiang and E to hold on to the battlefield of gods and demons.

After all, these people can't even level the Skeleton Plain, and they are fighting with the three major secret sects.

Not to mention the Changshengtian myth battlefield, which is far more dangerous and weird than the Skeleton Plain.

"However, since you are so impatient. Then, I will also give you a big gift."

The corners of Su Heng's mouth pulled the flesh, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

He took a deep breath.

And in the chest, the second heart beat slowly and heavily.

There was a dangerous buzzing sound in the air, and the dust and smoke gathered in the sky dispersed, but the sunlight at dawn suddenly became dim. A little bit of dark red light was suspended in the void, and then gathered and collapsed in Su Heng's mouth, turning into pure white, exposing the unstable core inside-

Boom!

A beam of hot light burst out from Su Heng's mouth.

It sank into another section of the boundary wall along the crack in the ground, and then caused a violent explosion.

An extremely angry roar came faintly from the void, but was soon drowned by the aftermath of the violent explosion.

Rumble!

The ground vibrated and undulated.

A series of dazzling white beams were like sharp blades, piercing straight into the sky along the cracks.

A catastrophe was triggered here, and the ground collapsed, as if the end of the world was coming. Whole pieces of floor and gravel were blown up to a height of several hundred meters. The blue-purple plasma cloud exploded violently, heating the air and forming a curtain of flames that flowed upward.

Black smoke billowed, and the air expanded due to the heat, producing a huge suction effect, driving the smoke and dust on the ground to fly into the sky, and then further dispersed in the vast and clear sky.

From a distance, it was a huge mushroom cloud rising slowly in the dark sky, overlooking the vast Gobi Desert below.

Swish!

At the moment of the explosion.

Su Heng flapped his wings, caught the rapidly rising airflow, flew high into the sky, and then hovered.

He spread his arms and felt the scorching airflow blowing his long hair away. The extremely strong light mixed with high temperature and radiation fell on Su Heng's sturdy body, bringing a trace of stinging pain, but making his consciousness more clear.

Su Heng's eyes were glowing with a faint red light, and he lowered his head.

The powerful destructive force generated by the breath turned the space on the other side of the Dharma King Temple into a purgatory. The high temperature and terrifying radiation burned the ground. For quite a long time, some weaker demons could not move in the core area of ​​the explosion, which would hinder the invasion from the other side.

But on the other hand, the aftermath of the explosion would inevitably damage the boundary wall. The two offset each other. As for whether the final result would be good or bad, Su Heng couldn't say for sure.

But that's his character.

Since the war is inevitable, the dispute should be started by him.

He didn't want to lose the initiative in this war.

But...

After all, the myth battlefield has not been completely opened.

Being able to do this step is already Su Heng's limit.

Next, we have to find a way to completely clean up all the scattered problems. All the forces that can be mobilized in the seven states of Jiang and E should be integrated together. Only by resolving the internal conflicts first can we have no worries and fight happily.

Swish!

With this thought, Su Heng did not stop.

His broad wings slightly spread out, vibrated violently, and then circled around the rising flame pillar in the sky, and his burly body quickly disappeared in the clouds on the other side.

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On the other side, Skull Plain, outside the Dharma King Temple.

After Lin Xiaoye and He Xingyun left, they ran quickly with Su Heng's orders to the temporary camp built at the foot of Wulian Mountain.

After all, this matter involves the myth battlefield, which is extremely urgent, and the two dare not delay.

In a temporary meeting room converted from a monk's house.

The two found Ling Weizi.

But before He Xingyun had time to knock on the door, he heard a fierce quarrel coming from the meeting room.

Click!

The door was opened by the Lieyang Sect disciple standing outside.

He Xingyun thanked him softly and entered the room.

The small room was slightly dim, with only two candles on the table bringing light. The doors and windows were closed, and the atmosphere seemed unusually serious.

There were three groups of people in total, one of which was Ling Weizi, who was dressed in red, standing in front of the window, holding a teacup in her hand, with a slightly helpless expression on her face. The other group was three young monks who were in tattered clothes, with injuries on their bodies, and whose way of coming could not be seen clearly.

As for the last person, he was the most powerful.

This person had a rat face, frowned slightly, had a gloomy temperament, and wore a gorgeous brocade robe. Although he was not very burly, the momentum he exuded was quite strong. There was a cold light in his eyes, and he refused mercilessly several times when he opened his mouth, giving people an aggressive feeling.

Lin Xiaoye and He Xingyun entered the room, listened to a few conversations back and forth, and quickly figured out the whole story.

The middle-aged man in brocade robe and with a rat-like face is named Wu Weihan, an elder of the Wu family in Jiangbei.

There are three immortal sects and four families in the seven states of Jiang and E.

Among the three immortal sects, the Wuji Sword Sect where He Xingyun is located is the strongest, with a peerless sword god above Tiangui in charge.

And among the four families.

The strength of the Wu family in Jiangbei is well-deserved to be the first, and there is also an ancestor above Tiangui.

Jiangbeizhou is closest to the Skull Plain, and the Dharma King Temple is now open.

The Wu family held a temporary market outside the Dharma King Temple, and at the same time recruited a large number of people to go to the Dharma King Temple to dig out the Taoist inheritance. The two signed an agreement, the Wu family provided a resource map, and these foreign cultivators returned the agreed part of the harvest to the elders of the Wu family.

As long as the Wu family presided over the market, they could continuously obtain the precious Taoist treasures in the Dharma King Temple as long as they provided some mass-produced resources. It should be a good thing that would make a steady profit.

But with the revival of the demon god, strange beasts are rampant.

In addition, the opening of the Mythology Battlefield and the aftermath between Su Heng and the Demon God.

If at the beginning, some ordinary cultivators could still try their luck in the Dharma King Temple. Then now, the Dharma King Temple has completely become a wasteland. Even top-level masters like He Xingyun, who are at the third step of Tiangui, will encounter danger in the Dharma King Temple, not to mention those ordinary casual cultivators who are not even Tiangui.

And the debate is caused by this.

Those casual cultivators want to leave the Dharma King Temple and are unwilling to continue to take risks and give up their lives in vain.

But how could the elders of the Wu family agree to such a thing.

Among the seven states of Jiang and E, the four major families are high above, and they don’t take these ordinary cultivators born in wild ways seriously.

What’s more, among the aristocratic families, the Jiangbei Wu family is also a unique existence, and it is even more confident.

You casual cultivators only lost your lives, but my Wu family lost resources and money. How can the strong suffer in this world?

"You want to leave, you can." Wu Wei said coldly.

The leader of the casual cultivators was named Guan Luo, who came from a small sect in Liuzhou.

He was about to breathe a sigh of relief and showed joy on his face, but Wu Weihan's next sentence made him feel uneasy, "But you owe my Wu family resources, and you must repay them tenfold according to the contents of the list."

"You just provided some maps and talismans, and you asked us to pay such a price." Seeing his aggressive attitude, Guan Luo was furious.

But he still suppressed his anger and said humbly, "We are willing to do our best to repay, but the contents above are too much and we can't afford it."

"It doesn't matter if you can't afford it." Wu Weihan seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and smiled, "You can ask your sect elders for it. If that doesn't work, you can join my Wu family's treasure hunting team and become a miner. There are many ways to repay, and there is always one that suits you."

"It's just that whether you can survive by then..." Wu Weihan pursed his lips and spread his hands, "I don't care about that."