Chapter 132: Merit

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This pure Yang treasure seal is the first of the last three seals that Qingyang used to practice his own way. It has the power to create heaven and earth. If Qingyang proves his status as a heavenly man in the future, this treasure seal can even open up a path to the Yang. Realm, extremely powerful.

The Fei Beast also had some abilities, but under the treasure seal of Qingyang Fundamental Dao Practice, it was instantly knocked back to its original shape.

And the hundred miles of Jedi that it formed with its own epidemic energy also regained its vitality under this treasure seal and became a place shrouded in the sun.

At this time, Fei Beast felt the power of the Sun burning his skin, flesh, essence and blood, and screamed wildly, but he could not get rid of the power of the Sun.

Seeing that it was still unable to escape the suppression of the power of the Sun, the beast screamed, and its body suddenly swelled.

"Mr. Zhao, get ready!"

Qingyang gave orders to Zhao Yan, then he randomly held a sharp sword and slashed at the beast.

Zhao Yan also didn't expect Qingyang to be so powerful. This beast's combat power was unparalleled. Even if they set up a military formation, they wouldn't be trapped for long before the sergeants would be infected by the disease.

But now Qingyang took action, and in just a moment, he forced Fei Beast into a desperate situation. Feeling the warmth and light brought by the power of the sun that enveloped hundreds of miles, Qingyang was like a god coming out of the sun, shining on the earth in Zhao Yan's eyes.

After hearing Qingyang's instructions, Zhao Yan did not dare to be careless. He held the Fa Jue with both hands. In the 19-way formation, each chess piece turned into a human form and set up a formation to seal off the world.

Qingyang's long sword slashed through it, but the beast didn't care and just continued to grow its body.

The power of Qingyang's Sun was still burning his blood, essence, and flesh, but the beast no longer cared about it at this time.

"This beast, after all, is also an ancient ferocious beast. How come it is so unbeatable? After just a few hits, it is about to self-destruct."

If Zhao Yan had not set up the formation, I am afraid that the beast would have exploded and turned this hundred-mile land into a desperate situation in an instant. The epidemic spread, and I am afraid that the entire area of ​​​​thousands of miles would be enveloped by the epidemic, instantly setting off a war greater than the previous three counties. A plague worse than any plague that has ever occurred in the world.

Qingyang couldn't afford this kind of karma, so Qingyang had thought of this situation before he came, so he called Zhao Yan here in order to use his large formation to stop the spread of the disease after the Fei beast exploded.

At this moment, Qingyang no longer had any intention of attacking Fei Beast again. After slashing down the long sword, the Qi of Zhiyang wrapped around his body and he flew away.

Just as it flew away, there was a loud bang, and the beast exploded instantly.

As the Fei beast self-destructed, powerful vibrations were seen for hundreds of miles around.

And the energy and blood after it exploded instantly turned into a much more powerful poison than before, spreading.

Qingyang had no time to dodge at this time and was thrown away by the air wave generated by the self-destruction.

Fortunately, he wrapped the power of the Sun around himself in advance to avoid being infected by the powerful disease caused by the self-destruction.

And Zhao Yan did not dare to be careless at this time. The formation was operating, limiting the power of the self-destruction of the beast within a hundred miles. The chessboard continued to rotate, sucking the plague air generated by the self-destruction of the beast into the chessboard.

After Qingyang was thrown away, he quickly stabilized his body and came to Zhao Yan's side. He formed a seal with his hands to block him from the invading disease.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, but he kept spinning the nineteen-way chessboard in his hand, collecting powerful waves of epidemic energy into the chessboard. ,

"Sure enough, none of the hundreds of ancient families is simple. The vertical and horizontal manipulation of this family is truly extraordinary."

Seeing the formation in action, Qingyang couldn't help but admire Zhao Yan's clever methods.

The movement of this chessboard absorbs the epidemic energy within a hundred miles, which can gain a lot of merit. In the future, this chessboard may have the opportunity to achieve meritorious treasures.

Even an expert in the realm of heaven and human wouldn't have many of those treasures in his hands.

However, although Qingyang sighed, he didn't take it to heart. Firstly, Zhao Yan is his father's subordinate. If he can really cultivate a meritorious sacred weapon, it will also increase his father's heritage and luck; secondly, compared with the gains from this chessboard Merit, the merit of killing the beast this time is definitely not small, and the postgraduates also want to restore the land that was poisoned by the beast in these three counties. In this regard, apart from my own Zhiyang Qi, I am afraid that only those who practice the Great Way of Creation can Talent has this ability.

But I just looked at it and found that none of my father’s subordinates are cultivators of the Dao of Creation, so it’s fitting that I should get this merit.

Just thinking about Qing Dongming's body, Qingyang couldn't help but frown. Although he stopped the flow of Qing Dongming's vitality with the Resurrection Pill, he could not reverse his injuries and could not remove the poison from his body. Waiting for the Resurrection Pill Once the medicine wears off, Qing Dongming will inevitably die.

It seems that the father should be sent to Shennong Pavilion first to seek treatment from the elders of the sect, and then the epidemic in these three counties can be dispelled.

Qingyang looked at the scene in front of him and thought to himself.

At this moment, the people who came from behind finally arrived, and they couldn't help but be horrified when they saw the ground in front of them that had been plowed by the self-destruction of the beast.

Especially when they felt the strong epidemic aura in the formation, everyone was frightened.

"Where's the beast?"

Ma Rong asked first.

"You are too late, the beast has been killed by the young master."

Zhao Yan said while running the formation.

"Beheaded?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Qingyang killed the beast that they had restrained nine times in a short period of time.

At this time, everyone looked at Qingyang, filled with serious disbelief.

Qingyang smiled and said, "I fulfilled my mission and finally killed the beast."

After hearing Qingyang's personal confirmation, everyone cheered instantly.

"Congratulations, young master, for killing the beast and gaining this immeasurable merit."

Ma Rong spoke first.

Everyone also reacted and congratulated Qingyang one after another.

If they respected Qingyang before because he was the only son of the governor and might be their future master, then now they respected and admired Qingyang.

They were all heroes at one time, and they were never willing to be inferior to others. But now that he and others were helpless with the combined efforts of others, Qingyang just took Zhao Yan and killed him. This fighting power was enough to gain their respect. .

After waiting for half an hour, Zhao Yan finally collected all the disease energy into the chessboard and was absorbed by the chessboard.

By the time Zhao Yan put away the chessboard, the chessboard had become a bit more mysterious. As for what it was, only Zhao Yan knew.

Seeing that Zhao Yan had finished, Qingyang sacrificed his own treasure. Everyone felt that a big sun was rising in front of their eyes. The land infected by the plague was illuminated by the Sun Yuanyang Orb, and all the plague energy turned into green. Smoke, and the land that was stained dark by the epidemic instantly returned to dark red.

"What a powerful orb."

Although Ma Rong has not practiced immortality, he is well-informed. He can see at a glance that the orb is a genuine pure yang weapon, and he can't help but sigh for Qingyang's good luck.

You must know that ordinary foundation-building monks are lucky enough to have a treasure weapon close to them. How can they be like Qingyang, who has a pure Yang real weapon to protect him.

Qingyang recovered the orb after dispelling the plague in Baili Earth.

At this moment, golden light flashed in the sky, and two small and medium-sized merits fell. The larger one fell to Qingyang, and Qingyang sacrificed the Pure Yang Pearl and collected it.

The other piece fell on Zhao Yan's chessboard. Before, the chessboard looked dark and evil because it had absorbed a large amount of epidemic energy. However, the golden light of merit entered the body, and the chessboard instantly became majestic. Everyone looked envious.