The sick Li Xiuxian is a very handsome young man, but his face is very pale, and his body is weak, as if he is a terminally ill patient who is going to die in the next second. But in fact, his qi and blood are more vigorous than many monks, and the reason why he is like this is entirely because he has cultivated a **.

His qi is very special, and if it leaks out at all, it will cause lesions, and it will cause all kinds of diseases, and it can't even be removed. Originally, the monk was already invincible to all poisons and diseases, but his illness was the slightest disregard for the monk's physique, making people sick, reducing combat effectiveness, and torturing the human body, he was like a source of epidemics, no one dared to approach lightly, and everyone was very afraid of him.

However, at this time, a new seed directly challenged him. Everyone wondered if there was something wrong with his brain, something was missing, and he really didn't know what it meant to be afraid.

However, Chen Feng's expression was indifferent, his expression was calm, he had already experienced the horror and horror of the soul dispersion dream, and the senses of others could not touch his state of mind at all.

Li Xiuxian directly pointed out, and the dark green energy turned into a little fluorescence and directly wrapped it towards Chen Feng, as long as it was contaminated a little, it could immediately turn into purulent sores and corrode all over the body. The corners of his mouth hooked up a cold evil smile, what kind of thing would dare to challenge him?

But Chen Feng waved his big hand, his eyelids were not raised, and immediately the little bit of energy that shone with green fluorescence was like the first snow meeting the scorching sun, and it was directly melted and burned, leaving no trace behind.

"Let's show real skills, what are these? Children play at home?" Chen Feng's language was sharp, and he was merciless in his mockery.

Li Xiuxian even had a hint of ruddy anger on his face.

"The qi of the sick demon has turned into karma, the sick demon has entered the industry, and it has become an employment demon!" Li Xiuxian directly took out the ability to press the bottom of the box, others thought he was sick, but they didn't know that he had become sick and turned into a karmic demon, he was deeply clumsy, and at this moment Chen Feng aroused his anger and broke out directly. No one has ever dared to say such about him, he wants to kill Chen Feng with lightning speed and wash away his shame.

The sick Li Xiuxian was originally a very common aristocratic brother in the world, but he was so weak and sick that it was difficult for him to even go out of the gatehouse. As a result, by chance, I got a very peculiar **, which can directly refine the sick qi and disease demons in the anointment for my own use.

Plaster is a place where the power of medicine is difficult to enter, so there is a saying that the disease is terminal, which means that once the disease is in the terminal, it will be difficult to treat the gods when they come.

His ** cultivation is very special. The human body will have various negative breaths such as depression and septic blood, which are condensed together, which is the qi of illness, which is stored in the ointment. It's just that this kind of sick qi achievement is very extreme, and it can't get close to a higher level, it's not a great avenue.

So he found another way to turn the disease into karma. Karma is sin. In an instant, the aura of illness becomes the aura of karma, the aura of sin. As long as this kind of aura is emitted a little bit and spread above the earthly kingdom, it can immediately lead the king to be mediocre, traitorous ministers to lie around, natural disasters one after another, no harvest every year, and chaos everywhere. The pollution, the danger is simply terrifying.

Even Chen Feng couldn't let him get close.

The gift of the six arts of Confucianism!

Behind him seems to appear a phantom of a great power of the Celestial Empire, this country is very huge, but everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, knows etiquette and knows how to advance and retreat, everyone lives in harmony, even if there is a dispute, it will be resolved immediately, this country's luck is very special, as clear as flowing water, as strong as a flame, the national strength is at its peak, and everyone is like a dragon.

The ancient rites are divided into five rites, namely auspicious rites, fierce rites, military rites, guest rites, and jia rites.

"Fierce ceremony, a gift of mourning and mourning. Mourn death with funerals, mourn for murder with famine, mourn calamity with mourning for disasters, mourn defeat with mourning for defeat, and mourn for chaos with compassion. Chen Feng paused word by word and read it out.

As he recited, the phantom behind him also changed, some were crying, wearing linen and filial piety, mourning the deceased. Some are officials who are helping the sick in the year and asking about the sick. The picture evolved into all kinds of fierce rituals, and there seemed to be mournful music slowly coming out.

All iniquities, all calamities, all are saluted and mourned.

This kind of fierce ritual seems to have produced a kind of power, which makes Li Xiuxian's karma float in the air and stagnate, and it seems to be satisfied, and he doesn't listen to Li Xiuxian's call.

"Auspicious rites are the crown of the five rites, sacrifice to the gods, sacrifice to the earth, sacrifice to people and ghosts!" Chen Feng immediately seized the opportunity, his strength changed suddenly, his fierce rites had made the karma completely immovable, and all the sins and disasters were alleviated. And his auspicious rite is to ignite a flame directly from the void, this flame is the fire of luck, the fire of sacrifice!

With a direct package, the flames will engulf karma, disappear into nothingness, and return to peace without the slightest calamity and injustice. Chen Feng's flame purified a qiē.

Li Xiuxian knelt weakly. He lost, lost to this rising star.

The image came to an abrupt halt.

This is a technique in which things are stored in a mirror stone for a period of time, so that the image can be preserved, just like a movie video.

Chen Feng is much more powerful than him in the mausoleum, digging deeper into his own potential and cultivating the mysteries of Confucianism. He's definitely a fierce rival!" Shi Hao sighed after watching this video. I didn't expect Chen Feng to make such huge progress in just one month, and Shi Hao also knew that he also had the ultimate killing move, the Evil Sword!

But he didn't use any weapons at all when he fought against Li Xiuxian, why? Because the other side couldn't force his sword at all!

"Now if you don't burn to the extreme, you are not qualified to fight against him at all. "Shi Hao knows very well that he is now a catty. His current means of dealing with the enemy are still too single, and he burns at every turn, because his cultivation methods are still too few, and most of them can't get on the stage, and now only Haoran Demon Qi and Ten Demon Chaos are okay. However, this is not his own practice, but stealing the fruits of others.

But there is no way, his cultivation time is too short, a method, a powerful Dao method, is not at all able to be cultivated in just a few days, it takes a long time to run, ten years and a hundred years of careful comprehension of the essence of it, and keep calculating all kinds of it, in order to use it perfectly, otherwise a flaw can lead to death.

He wasn't afraid of burning himself, he now had a Source Stone, no matter what kind of injury, as long as there was still a breath, he would be able to recover, and there would definitely be no sequelae.

The source qi of the One Source Stone is a very original breath, which is desperately desired for anything, animals, demons, monks, and even the world.

"Don't think about it so much, I entered the mausoleum this time and got a lot of weapons, and now I give them to you to enhance your strength. Shi Hao said to Mei Muyi and Zhang Shangwu.

Brush!

The two weapons drew a light into the hands of Mei Muyi and Zhang Shangwu. What Mei Muyi got was a blood sickle, worthy of her name as a blood princess. Zhang Shangwu's is a spear, exuding the aura of an iron-blooded battlefield, and wielding it at will is a heroic aura of a bloody battlefield, which is very suitable for him.

Shi Hao killed a lot of people in this mausoleum, and also robbed a lot of magic weapons and weapons, and he didn't even let go of the other party's storage bag. All the brains are swept and snatched.

ps: The second update is here! The frivolity is really better to hang a class than to delay a day! According to the agreement, the frivolity will remove a chapter of leave chapters.

Finally, I really want to say a word, ask for collection and support, and see the rise of every number, and the joy of sincerity. I really need support!