Chapter 68 Wild God
It's just that the young man who looks like a banished immortal is extremely embarrassed at this time, and what makes Feng Bingwen even more shocking is that on his naked body, nearly half of his naked body is entwined with ashen ashes like the fish and shrimp in the water he just saw. The color is dry, the body is shriveled, lifeless.

"Is it the river god here?"

And when Feng Bingwen looked at the young man who was almost half ashamed, the young man who was still alive struggled to open his eyes, and looked at the "river river" who was hundreds of meters away from him, with golden scales and the lingering aura of a dragon. god".

"River God?"

Hearing the young man's weak voice, and looking at the other party's dimmed eyes, which seemed to be closed at any time,

Feng Bingwen understood that the young man who fell on his territory was not a big bloodthirsty monster, but had fought against monsters and other existences, and half of his body was eroded by strange forces. From this point of view, the situation seemed a little critical.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Feng Bingwen asked, at this moment, he suddenly felt that the power that imprisoned his figure suddenly collapsed, and disappeared directly the next moment.

When he looked at the boy, the boy's eyes had already been closed, and the golden eyes that were as bright as the midsummer sun just now seemed to be just an illusion, and they were never seen again.

"Hey! Boss!"

Feng Bingwen greeted quickly, but still didn't get any response, his heart suddenly lifted.

According to the records of Tianshu, if there is no accident, this young man is the master arranged by Tianshu.

But looking at the situation in front of him, if this boy doesn't get any more treatment, he will be belching his ass, and his hard work accumulated for several months will be in vain.

Although he knew that Tianshu should not be so unscrupulous, Feng Bingwen still didn't dare to neglect, he took a step forward cautiously, and stepped into the range of hundreds of feet away from the young man.

There was no terrifying force coming to imprison his figure, and the original wandering mist seemed to be swept away by the young man's just a moment of recovery, and there was no trace left.

With complicated thoughts in mind, Feng Bingwen finally walked up to the young man, and saw the situation on the young man more intuitively. The dark mist wrapped around half of the young man's body, surging over his body like a living thing, eroding his body. The other half of his flawless body was carved like jade.

"This is……"

Feng Bingwen had never seen such a scene before, and he was immediately shocked.The next moment he fell into distress. He wanted to help the master of the Heavenly Department assigned to him by the Heavenly Book, but how could he help?
He is the wild way among the wild ways, casual cultivators can order basic healing spirit art, or the same healing medicine as the ones from the mainland, but he doesn't even have a hair on his body, so asking him to save people is really true It's hard for him.

"what!"

And when Feng Bingwen was distressed, his expression changed, and his eyes once again fell on the young man's body where life and destruction coexisted. , to fight against the black air that erodes vitality.

But I don't know if it's because the young man was too exhausted or what, this Jin Xi actually felt powerless in the face of the black energy, so that she was suppressed, and Feng Bingwen didn't see it at first sight.

However, Feng Bingwen calmed down and carefully felt the situation around the young man. After noticing some changes, a confident smile appeared on his face.

"I see!"

Feng Bingwen, who has the body of a human and a dragon, stretches out his scaly palm, and with a light wave, the almost endless aura of water and spirit rushes towards the young man's body like water breaking a bank, and the young man's body at this time is actually like that Like the legendary Guixu, it can swallow the water of three rivers and four seas, and it seems that it will never be filled.

"See how much you can swallow!"

Feng Bingwen felt ruthless, Wolong Lake, which seemed a little quieter than before in winter, suddenly became turbulent, and the vast expanse of water was choppy, and the water spirit of the entire large lake gathered in one place.

Previously, Feng Bingwen called himself the Lord of Water. Although he was suspected of being boastful, he was not arrogant, because he really grasped the water veins of Wolong Lake by virtue of the Dragon Ball. As long as he was given a refining method, he would be able to This Wolong Lake was used for his own use and became a water king.

And with the help of Feng Bingwen, who is not Suicune, but is better than Suicun, the young man who is like a banished fairy is full of golden light, and his original sluggish posture turns into a stalemate at once, and then from stalemate to stalemate in the next moment. for suppression.

In just a few quarters of an hour, the situation of the young man's body reversed, and the young man's eyelids trembled and slowly opened. When he opened his eyes for the first time, he saw standing in front of him, arousing the aura of a lake, The "river god" who savagely exported to himself.

"Where is this wild god? How can he manipulate this aura so crudely?"

As soon as the boy regained consciousness, he couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart, because the aura that poured into his body in front of him, under the presence of Suicune, was really too violent.

If it weren't for his extraordinary physique, an ordinary cultivator would have been crushed to death by this violent aura.This is not saving people, but it is believed that it is harming people.

However, after experiencing his own physical condition at this time, the young man also understood that the river god who came out of nowhere knew that he really wanted to help him.

"Ashamed!"

The young man who had regained his consciousness felt a sense of guilt in his heart. The God of Yihe helped him so much, and he despised the rough tactics of others. It really shouldn't be.

"I'm Zhao Junxian, thank you River God for your help, I don't need it anymore!"

The teenager dragged half of his body, and under Feng Bingwen's shocked eyes, he pressed it with one hand, and the Wolong Lake, which was in constant turmoil due to his rough provocation, instantly calmed down. The lake surface was as calm as a mirror, and not even a single wave could be seen.

"Please wait a moment!"

After stopping the river god's violent treatment, Zhao Junxian took out a treasured garment and put it on, and did it cross-legged. A round of golden light shone in his belly, then his chest, and finally his Zifu eyebrows.

Brilliant golden light enveloped the young man's whole body, a burst of light that made Feng Bingwen tremble, but he couldn't help but want to watch the rays of light disperse, and the dark bottom of the lake was illuminated as bright as day.

Seeing this, Feng Bingwen immediately stood obediently on the spot, quietly waiting for the young man to use his mysterious kung fu to heal his wounds, thinking about how to ask for a teacher later.

The young man really kept his promise, saying that he would wait for a while, the black energy on his body dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and that flawless body became transparent like glass in an instant, without any filth.

When the young man finished his work, the vision of a body like a big sun was also restrained immediately. When the young man opened his eyes, he also saw Feng Bingwen who had returned to the appearance of a child in the village.

"Hey, you're not the river god!"

(End of this chapter)

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