"Therefore, as long as you Heishui Village show a repentant attitude, I can cure the plague in your Heishui Village for the Holy Lord, so that you can continue to live. and not to die under the divine punishment of the Holy Lord. Although his brows furrowed slightly, Wu Yuan still said what he wanted to say.

"Then how can it be considered repentant?" Qi Dongqiang continued to ask lightly.

"Naturally, we are invested in Yangshou Mountain and become a part of Yangshou Mountain. We, Yangshou Mountain, are a tribe chosen by the Holy Lord, and joining Yangshou Mountain shows that you have repented. 」

Before Wu Yuan could speak, the Yangshou Mountain Clansmen who were following Wu Yuan shouted a little impatiently.

"Qi Dongqiang, this is the only way to solve the plague in your Heishui Village, if you miss this opportunity, your Heishui Village will really be doomed. Mo Yuance also helped on the side. "The Mountain Lord is the only person in the entire Southern Wilderness who can have fellowship with the Holy Lord's mind and spirit, and he is the messenger of the Holy Lord, and throwing himself into the Yangshou Mountain is the best way out. Besides, we all belong to Hongqiang, and there is no question of betraying our ancestors, Qi Dongqiang, what are you still hesitating about?"

"Isn't it Qi Dongqiang that you would rather watch your people suffer and die under the plague for the sake of your position as the owner of the village?" a warrior from Yangshou Mountain suddenly said gloomily.

"Such a person who is not worthy of the life of the whole clan for his own power is not worthy of being called the head of a clan, I don't think Qi Dongqiang you will be such a person, right?" said another warrior from Yangshou Mountain.

Feng Qingyao turned his head to look at Song Haitao and said lightly, "See, it's the same pretending to be a god, and it's also trying to annex other tribes to enhance the strength of its own tribe. People are much more professional than you. And they do have some abilities, and they should be able to cure this plague. Although it is only a symptom but not a cure, it is better than your means after all. 」

Song Haitao coughed a little embarrassedly and stopped talking.

Feng Qingyao didn't have to lower his voice when he spoke, Wu Yuan, Mo Yuance, and the warriors of Yangshou Mountain naturally heard it, and their eyes naturally shifted to Feng Qingyao's side.

As the mountain master of Yangshou Mountain, Wu Yuan also knew Song Haitao, the young master of Bears Ears Mountain, and Wu Yuan's face changed slightly when he saw Song Haitao appear here.

"Could it be that Heishui Village has already been put under the command of Bears Ears Mountain? Bears Ears Mountain also has the ability to relieve the plague this time? Is it possible! Bears Ears Mountain is a relatively powerful tribe after all, maybe it can also solve the plague matter. It's no wonder that Heishui Village is a little cold to my solicitation form. 」

Wu Yuan immediately attributed the reason for the coldness of the Black Water Village to Bears Ears Mountain.

"Who are you?What are you talking nonsense?!What do you mean by pretending to be a god and playing ghosts!You, an outsider, should be punished with a thousand knives for being disrespectful to the Holy Lord!" Before Wu Yuan could say anything, Mo Yuance shouted angrily.

The prestige of the Holy Lord of the Southern Wilderness in the Southern Wilderness is absolutely unparalleled, especially in the years when the First Falling City disappeared. The prestige of the first Allure has reached an unimaginable level.

Changpingzhai has betrayed the first city. Then the village that was hit by the plague developed a sense of fear from the bottom of my heart for the first city. In their hearts, the Holy Lord of the Southern Wilderness of the First Allure City is already a god-like being. Feng Qingyao's words were obviously a bit blasphemous to this god.

A person like Mo Yuance is simply insignificant in the eyes of Feng Qingyao, such a humble existence if it was when he was on Earth before. I don't even have the qualifications to walk in front of Feng Qingyao. Feng Qingyao naturally didn't bother to say anything to Mo Yuance. Even if it is the lord of a mountain like Wu Yuan. What weight can it have in Feng Qingyao's eyes?

glanced at Wu Yuan and them lightly, slowly raised his palm, and gently pushed it out towards the side and front.

With Feng Qingyao, he gently withdrew with a palm. A pale golden true qi flew out of Feng Qingyao's palm, rushing forward with a domineering aura that could not be disobeyed.

This pale golden true qi quickly grew larger after leaving Feng Qingyao's palm, becoming several zhang wide, giving people the feeling that it was like a fierce sword, and it flew forward with a loud rumbling sound. The things that stood in front of this pale golden true qi, whether it was a big tree hugged by several people, or a hard boulder, all of them quietly turned into powder under the power of this palm. It even feels like these big trees and boulders are originally a pile of powder.

When Feng Qingyao's palm power disappeared, a trench more than 100 zhang long and 10 zhang wide appeared in front of everyone. The cut surface of this trench is smooth and natural, if it is not for the fact that the exposed land is different from the color of the land in other places, exuding a fresh earthy smell, it will even make people feel that this trench is originally stored in Zài, and it has always been in front of the side of Heishui Village.

"Amitabha, is this case the true power of the wind donor? The power of one palm is like a drastic change in heaven and earth, changing the appearance of the earth in life. How could a martial artist of the Innate Great Perfection do such a thing? This is far beyond the results that can be achieved by the cultivation of the Innate Great Perfection. Only the masters of the Mysterious Realm can do this.

Can...... The Wind Donor has obviously not yet reached the Mysterious Realm. 」

Although the little monk is Zen and firm, he is about to reach the point of seeing the clarity of his heart, but he is still a little dumbfounded when he sees the result of Feng Qingyao's move.

"That tofu !! goose rice is so powerful, even if the master and his old man swing it out, it can't achieve such an effect, right? Could it be that Feng Qingyao has already reached the Mysterious Realm and has surpassed the master?!" Zhihai Toutuo looked at Feng Qingyao with a surprised expression and thought.

"Uncle is so handsome! 」

"Master...... If I can have Master's three points of ability, I will be able to gain a foothold in the world. The Nine Emperor Princes, Zhu Xiaocong, stared at Feng Qingyao with bright eyes and thought.

"It's no wonder that the wind donor always looks calm and indifferent on weekdays, always with a domineering spirit in the calm, as if he doesn't care about everything. If I had the ability of the Wind Donor, I would also have the attitude of the Wind Donor, who was domineering and didn't care about anything. Dao Yuan and Dao Zhen opened their mouths wide, their jaws were about to fall, and they looked at the huge ravine caused by Feng Qingyao in a daze.

This kind of scene like the majesty of heaven and earth had never been seen before by the two of them, and Feng Qingyao had become like a god in the hearts of the two of them.

Feng Qingyao glanced at Wu Yuan and Mo Yuance, who were all stunned, and said in an extremely flat tone, "I'm going to hurry and leave here to do something. Heishui Village is a place protected by me, if something happens to Heishui Village, or someone stops me in Heishui Village, delaying my business. I will surely kill him, sweep away the forces behind him, and make him regret being in this world. 」

After Feng Qingyao finished speaking, he turned around and left, ignoring Wu Yuan and Mo Yuance at all.

Wu Yuan, Mo Yuance and the others in Yangshou Mountain were all stunned one by one, looking at the huge ravine blankly, they were already stunned, and what Feng Qingyao said basically did not hear clearly. (To be continued......)