"There is no ...... in the poor road," Chi Zheng frowned.

Wan Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is no general way, but there is another ......," Chi Zheng thought.

Wan Jin's expression tightened, and his voice also lifted a sigh.

"But I guess it won't work......" Chi Zheng shook his head.

Wan Jin was relieved when he heard this.

"I have to use the last resort......" Chi Zheng immediately pondered.

Wan Jin took a breath before letting go, and quickly lifted it up again.

"But this last resort is too costly, I'm afraid it ......" Chi Zheng furrowed his brows.

Wan Jin was relieved.

"Although the price is very high, how can I spare you......" Chi Zheng was solemn.

Wan Jin's face turned red, and he always felt that this breath was about to die.

He hurriedly said: "The Dao is long and slow, if you forcibly cast a spell, it will cause internal injuries at the lightest, and cut off the Dao foundation at the worst, please think twice before acting, and besides, Wan has one more thing to do......

Chi Zheng was surprised when he heard this, and without waiting for Wan Jin to finish speaking, he had mixed feelings: "I didn't think that you could still think about poor Dao, but ......"

"Even if the price is so great that Poor Dao will not rest all night to recover his mana, Poor Dao will destroy you here, so as to avenge the dead people, by the way, and the shopkeeper of the house where you poisoned!"

When Chi Zheng thought that even the shopkeeper was poisoned by the city god, he couldn't help but be furious and scolded: "The wind is coming!"

With an edict, the wind came quickly, and in just a moment, it rolled the beauty's head, along with the fallen arms and torso, into one, and the rubble also fell into it, and the fierce wind rolled in and twisted, and only screams were heard.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the beauty turned into countless blood-red flesh and mud, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

But even so, Chi Zheng also noticed that Wan Jin was still not dead.

It's all like this, can you still not die?

No wonder Wan Jin values Shi Zhang's body so much, this woman is indeed strange, I am afraid that among his spells, only the "Spitting Flame" can instantly destroy this body.

But......

As soon as Chi Zheng's empty left palm closed out of thin air, the tornado immediately tightened into a ball, forcibly condensing and squeezing the flesh mixed with rubble and gravel into a flesh mass the size of a skull.

He still kept his hands, gathering countless rubble, bricks and wood, and condensing into a process of pressing, squeezing the flesh mass in the middle, and the appearance became a wrapped stone ball.

"Bang tom!"

The stone ball the size of a clay pot fell into the courtyard in a dull and heavy manner, and Yang Zimou, Song Zhutou and others breathed a long sigh of relief, and they were also shocked by Chi Zheng's spell.

"The Immortal Chief is really a supernatural power, and these evil things have also been destroyed by the Immortal Chief!"

Yang Zimou wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stepped forward to bow respectfully, "Thank you Immortal Chang for the people of Xiahai for getting rid of this evil thing." ”

"Speaking of which, she wasn't an evil creature before. ”

Chi Zheng explained a few words briefly, and everyone was so shocked that they almost jumped up, only to understand that Lord Chenghuang was actually the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Immortal Chief, that, that city god was ambushed by you, but what should you do with it later?"

Yang Zimou looked at the stone ball uneasily.

Chi Zheng glanced at the stone ball, "She didn't recover so quickly...... Take this talisman, give it to the shopkeeper, burn the talisman and drink it, and the rest of the people will leave the city god temple first, stay outside, and wait for the poor road to refine this fang. ”

He spoke and ordered, and Yang Zimou obeyed and immediately turned around to arrange.

Chi Zheng sat down cross-legged and could close his eyes and meditate to restore the spell.

He only recovered the spell of "Spitting Flames" first, and it took him more than half an hour to finally guide the mana to restore "Spitting Flames", opened his eyes, and without saying a word, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out at the stone ball in front of him.

The blue flame instantly covered the stone ball, and there was no difficult process of burning at all, but in the blink of an eye, the blue flame swept by, and the stone ball turned into a pool of ashes.

In fact, the moment Chi Zheng opened his eyes, he had already seen blood seeping out of the surface of the stone ball.

If it is a few hours later, then Wan Jin may not escape from it.

If Shi Zhang's family had sucked forty-nine Yangyue men, I'm afraid today's fighting method would not be so easy.

At this moment, the city god who borrowed the corpse to resurrect his soul and Shi Zhang's body were all burned by Chi Zheng's fire, but Chi Zheng always felt that something was wrong.

He stood up, pondered for a moment, cast the "Tranquility" spell, and stepped into the temple again, turning back and forth a few times, but finding nothing suspicious, but almost stepping on a few pieces of filth.

Back in the yard, Chi Zheng walked to the wellhead, looked down, the deep well could not be seen, and a faint trace of cold air came out of the wellhead.

Why did Wan Jin have to push Shi Zhang's coffin into this well?

Is this well really just a well for gathering incense money, as Wan Jin said?

Chi Zheng didn't know that Wan Jin, the only one who knew, was also destroyed, so he had to retract his gaze and walk to the City God Temple.

Yang Zimou outside was still waiting, and when he saw Chi Zheng walking out, he was immediately overjoyed, "Immortal Chief, what's wrong with that evil thing?"

"Don't worry anymore," Chi Zheng picked up the hat and put it on, "The city god has been wiped out, and it is difficult to be evil." ”

"That's good, that's good. ”

Yang Zimou, who heard this, was relieved on his face, "Immortal Chief, it's just that how to deal with Shi Laixiang, the head of the Shi family?"

"Yang Xianzun, you and I have no evidence, what can we do with him?"

Chi Zheng said helplessly: "Everything must be empirically proven, so it can only be counted like this." ”

"But ......"

"It's just that although this matter is settled, he has other sins, right?"

Chi Zheng asked rhetorically: "For example, harming the people, doing evil, poisoning living beings, oppressing the good, and doing many evils, Yang Xianzun, as the lord of a county, thinks there is a way to find all this evidence, right?"

Yang Zimou was dumbfounded when he heard this, but he quickly responded: "What the immortal chief said is too right, this person is full of evil and evil, and he is really innocent, and this official will go all out to take him down is question." ”

"By the way, Yang Xianzun, the well in the City God Temple, you can find someone to seal it, and this City God Temple is also sealed, don't let anyone approach it again. ”

"Yes, Immortal Chief, call someone to do it right away. ”

"For the rest of the trivial matters, Poor Dao will come back tomorrow to talk to Yang Xianzun in detail," Chi Zheng took advantage of the fact that the spell "Yueyan" on his body had not yet expired, and wanted to go back immediately, "That's it today, Poor Dao still has something to do, go first." ”

"Immortals walk slowly......"

The word "go" was still echoing in his mouth, and Yang Zimou saw Chi Zheng's figure flash and disappear out of thin air, where can I still see the figure?

"Immortal Chang is really an immortal. ”

Song Zhutou sighed beside him.

"Well, didn't you hear what the Immortal Chief said just now?"

Yang Zimou nodded, and glanced at Song Zhutou again.

"Yes, my subordinates will do it immediately. ”

Song Zhutou didn't dare to delay, and turned around and called the people.

......

When Chi Zheng went back, the shopkeeper was in a daze and was forcibly poured with talisman water by the detainees, looking dazed.

Seeing this, Chi Zheng can't say more, can you say that you don't want to be cheap in the future?

If the guests don't eat the breakfast, you will secretly take it and eat it, and sooner or later this mouth will kill you.

He returned to his room, and without resting, he closed his eyes and meditated to guide mana.