The rain of flowers continues to fall, one after another, and the scope is getting bigger and bigger.

Gradually, the entire Zengjiazhuang, which had been reduced to ruins, was covered with rain of flowers.

In the rain of flowers, from time to time, a wisp of black gas on the ground could be seen rising, and then purified by the golden light, and a faint figure flashed, and then disappeared without a trace.

Not far from Pan Long, in the square where many copper pillars were originally erected and used to burn the Ice Plains race, the black gas rose the most.

In the cloud of black gas, you can faintly see distorted figures, their expressions are painful and hideous, twisted to the point that they are almost deformed, and they are screaming silently.

As the rain fell, the black qi on their bodies was slowly washed, and finally gradually changed back to the appearance of normal people, and they were all of the Ice Plains race.

These people don't look much different from ordinary Daxia people, they also have their hands and legs, two eyes and one mouth. In the golden rain of flowers, the hideous and painful color on their faces gradually dissipated, and finally their expressions turned into peace and serenity, and they bowed deeply in the direction of Pan Long, and they all dissipated.

If ordinary people see this scene, they can't help but shout "ghost".

But these are really not ghosts.

The Zeng family is also a well-known family in the world, how can it be that there is no means to suppress or even eliminate evil spirits?

These are the grievances left by those who were killed.

Ghosts can be suppressed or even destroyed, but grievances can only be tempered.

In addition to being made by merit, even if it is an immortal demon god and immortal Buddha, he can only use his grievances in a different way, but it is absolutely impossible to eliminate them.

Some scholars believe that merit is the feedback of this side of the world to "goodness", and resentment is the return of this side of heaven and earth to "evil", although the two are completely different, but the essence is the same.

Some people also asked, "Everyone knows that merit corresponds to sinful karma, and if resentment is the reward of 'evil', then what is sinful karma?"

The popular answer to this question is: "Resentment is a certain manifestation of sinful karma." ”

Pan Long didn't know the answer to such a profound question—he hadn't consulted the teacher or several seniors about it.

But he could see that in the "Log" column on his character panel, there were prompts from time to time that "consume merit and purify resentment".

If the world were a game, then his character would have the words "Merit-1" constantly popping up above his head.

But even if he consumes so much merit, his merit is still 255 full value, and I don't know how much merit he has, it seems that he can't exhaust it?

Watching those grievances gradually dissipate, Pan Long was in a very happy mood.

Although this is not very helpful for the victims of tragic deaths, good and evil are human nature, and it is pleasant to see the resentment dissipate.

After all, the sight of resentment dissipating is the most comforting thing that evokes people's hearts!

Compared with Pan Long, Zeng Yingqi's mood was very unhappy.

Of course, he could see the resentment dissipate, and of course he would feel the pleasure that came from the instinct of life.

But what he felt more was a huge threat.

This chivalrous man from Yizhou has surprisingly deep merit.

He originally intended that the other party was not very old after all, and even if he had some merit accumulation, it would not be too much. He has accumulated countless murderous blood, and there is the resentment accumulated by Zengjiazhuang for so many years of doing evil and mutilating living beings, so if he offsets it like this, he should have an advantage.

So he said and shouted, and put on a panicked and frightened look - well, it's not a show, he's really a little panicked and scared.

His real plan was to take the opportunity to recover his physical strength and true qi, and wait for the opponent's merits to be exhausted, and then fight to the death.

Who knew that it would take almost half an hour to see it, not to mention the grievances accumulated by Zengjiazhuang, and even the grievances accumulated by the live burning ice field in the square at the entrance were about to be resolved.

But the golden flower rain that made people manifest with merit was still falling, and there was no intention of ending.

How much merit has this man accumulated?

Could it be that although he looks young, he is actually the reincarnation of a senior master who has done good deeds all his life?

Or is he simply a senior master who has cultivated special exercises and rejuvenated?

Thinking of this, Zeng Yingqi's heart became more and more worried.

He was very confident in his own strength, even if he didn't even succeed in the Zeng family's secret mastery, he still had other means.

Even if he can't win the battle, as long as he is willing to give up his current position of power, with his cultivation, if he wants to escape, even if he is a great master of the unity of heaven and man, he may not be able to stop him.

In this way, he is already invincible!

But why was he so panicked?

Pan Long looked at Zeng Yingqi's expression and couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you worried about?" he asked, "you have done evil all your life, and now that you are full of evil, and when it is time for evil to be rewarded, what is there to worry about?"

"Are you worried about going to hell when you die?"

Zeng Yingqi's face turned pale and did not answer.

"I don't think you really need to worry that much. Pan Long smiled and said, "Because, the dead don't need to worry. ”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, pinched a seal, and gently patted it towards Zeng Yingqi.

His movements were light and soft, as if he had seen a worm on the petals of a flower and was about to gently pat it away.

But after this slap, Zeng Yingqi felt that he was completely locked and had nowhere to escape.

In Zeng Yingqi's eyes, that hand turned into a huge cover that covered the sky and buckled towards him.

He exerted his strength, burst out his true qi, and his whole body made a crackling sound of bone joints, and his legs bent slightly, and he was about to rise into the sky and ride away in the wind.

Although he didn't think he would lose, the scene in front of him was too weird, so he ran away first!

I have been in Youzhou for many years, and I have also known many reliable friends. As long as you run away and ask those friends for help, after a maximum of an hour, you can bring at least a dozen real grandmasters back with you.

At that time, no matter what the origin of this kid is or what ability he has, he will only be able to die!

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

But when he jumped, he found that he was only seven or eight inches off the ground, not even a foot.

"What's going on?" he exclaimed, then jumped into the air again.

This time, the distance he jumped up was even shorter, and he was only about half a foot left.

Zeng Yingqi was shocked.

He knew that he must have been tricked, but he didn't understand what the plot was.

What kind of means can you make yourself unconsciously tricked and can't even fly?

And just as he jumped twice and exclaimed loudly, Pan Long's palm was getting closer and closer.

The golden light continued to diffuse on the palm of the hand, illuminating the surroundings brightly, as if countless gold dust was being sprinkled, and even the ground turned into a brilliant gold.

Then, a piece of golden light fell from the sky and fell on Zeng Yingqi's body.

The golden light didn't hurt him, but it passed through his body as if he had encountered an illusion.

Zeng Yingqi's movements suddenly stiffened, and he stood there dumbfounded, not moving.