Terror Resurrection: Gain SSS-level talent at the beginning

"I originally wanted to be polite first and then soldiers."

"I intend to communicate with you as an ordinary person, but what I got in return is arrogance and ignorance."

"Stop pretending, it's a showdown."

Ye Changqing said.

Then he left a mark on the note.

This is the seal of Sikong, the soul-hunting Sikong. Ye Changqing's official robe and official seal are all given by the underworld, and they are of real value.

You, Chu Feng, are just a errand in the City God's Temple. You will be scared when you see this mark later, so hand over the Chunyang Sword automatically.

Ye Changqing feels like a private visit in a micro-service. Originally, he wanted to communicate with you as an ordinary person, so you just hand it over obediently.

I acted as a errand to drive you crazy.

Today's young people are crazy, ignorant, and impetuous.

Since you are not sensible, let me teach you a lesson. Young people can only grow up if they receive lessons.

The lesson is, kneel out of Chenghuang City, then raise the Chunyang Sword with both hands and hand it to yourself.

After twenty slaps on the mouth, after learning this lesson, I will definitely be a good person in the future, and I will not be arrogant.

Ye Changqing stood proudly on the stone lion in front of the Town God's Temple with his hands clasped.

He was waiting for Chu Feng to come out while kneeling and raising the Chunyang Sword.

He wanted to tell Chu Feng that some people couldn't afford to offend them.

"Only lessons can make people grow. A person who has not experienced lessons cannot have a future."

"I admire you very much, so I am willing to teach you this lesson."

Ye Changqing said. ,

He, on the other hand, admired Chu Feng. Chu Feng performed well in the outbreak of ghosts at a young age.

Far surpassing all the disciples of the younger generation of Zhengyi Sect.

If Chu Feng is willing to hand over the Chunyang Sword, after giving the lesson, he is willing to accept Chu Feng as a disciple and teach him what he has learned in his life.

And in the future, by supporting Chu Feng as the elder of the Zhengyi Sect and taking over his mantle, he will be able to pursue Taoism with peace of mind and strive to break through the fairyland as soon as possible.

After Chu Feng received the note, he smiled and said nothing.

"A Sikong from the former dynasty dares to be arrogant in front of the Emperor Yin of this dynasty?"

"As Sikong, when you are attacked by ghosts in Yangjian, instead of stepping forward, you are pretending here instead?"

Chu Feng planned to go out to deal with this person.

So he walked out.

When Ye Changqing saw Chu Feng coming out, he knew that he must have been frightened.

After all, Sikong is several ranks bigger than a Yincha.

"Young people should be humble, the Chunyang Sword is a hot potato."

"Hand it over, and then slap your mouth twenty times."

"I see that you are very talented. This old man can accept you as an apprentice and pass on my mantle to you."

Ye Changqing said proudly.

Chu Feng did not walk out of the Town God's Temple, but stood in the middle of the Town God's Temple.

He watched Ye Changqing's performance coldly.

"Young man, don't think that once you become an elder, you think you are great."

"Hurry up and hand over the Chunyang sword."

Ye Changqing said.

"Since you are Sikong, why don't you save the world?"

"Instead of staring at my sword?"

Chu Feng asked.

Ye Changqing became angry from embarrassment. He didn't expect that Chu Feng would ask himself this.

"It has nothing to do with you, this is not what you should ask, I just ask you whether you will hand over the Chunyang Sword or not?"

Ye Changqing said.

He was very optimistic about Chu Feng originally, but it's okay for young people to be crazy.

But the current Chu Feng has offended his bottom line, and he absolutely cannot bear it.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, is it because I don't know how to be a human being?"

Ye Changqing said angrily.

"A little errand, dare to talk to me like this, let alone you, even your city god is here, and you have to give this old man a three-pointer."

Ye Changqing said.

Then Ye Changqing's breath changed.

Wearing a Sikong robe, carrying a long sword, and exuding a ghostly aura.

Sikong, the soul-hunter, is in charge of arresting some ghosts who are desperate and do not accept discipline.

It is difficult to capture the city god, so at this time, the soul hunting department needs to take action.

Ye Changqing revealed the identity of Sikong.

Then walked into the Town God's Temple, step by step into the Town God's Temple.

He wanted to strip Chu Feng's sinful origins and beat Chu Feng back to the common people.

"Don't be ashamed of your face, then you will be stripped of your shady origins and let you get out of the City God's Mansion."

Ye Changqing was furious, completely irritated.

Just as he walked in.

Suddenly the entire Town God's Temple was covered by black ghostly aura.

There is endless ghost energy around, and there is no end in sight.

In front of Ye Changqing, a king was sitting on it.

The royal robe is added.

Ye Changqing is Sikong, he has met Yan Jun.

The king in front of him exuded the aura of the emperor Yan Junyin.

Ye Changqing had to kneel down.

"My lord, I have seen the king."

Ye Changqing said.

"Your Majesty, I have no intention of bothering you. I just came to look for Chu Feng. You, Chu Feng, took the Quanzhen Sect's founding token. I was entrusted by Zhang Yijiao, and I returned it to the original owner."

Ye Changqing said.

"Bold, the former soul-hunting Sikong, you know this king."

Chu Feng said.

Then the black air on Chu Feng's face dissipated, revealing his true face.

When Ye Changqing saw it, his whole body was limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

He never imagined that Chu Feng, whom he thought to be an arrogant young man, was actually Yan Jun, son of the Yin Emperor.

The aura emanating from his body was consistent with the Yan Jun he had seen before.

This simply cannot be faked.

These auras are the fruits of the god position, and cannot be counterfeited.

"You, you, are Yan Jun?"

Ye Changqing said in horror.

"As the soul-hunting Sikong, when you see the chaos in the world, you don't want to protect the environment and the people. Instead, for your own selfishness, you come to Chenghuang Temple to blackmail me."

"Are you guilty?"

Chu Feng shouted.

With this shout, Ye Changqing collapsed instantly.

Then Chu Feng waved his hand, and a ghostly energy blasted on him.

Sikong Yuanyuan was blasted out of his body, and his official robe and official seal were taken back.

Chu Feng then blasted at Ye Changqing with a powerful blow.

Ye Changqing's body exploded after being bombarded.

Yuanshen wanted to escape.

How Chu Feng tolerated his escape.

Grab it now.

"Send him to the prison department, seal the power of the primordial spirit, and suffer in prison."

Chu Feng said.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Bai Fang picked up the Soul Slaying Whip and whipped it directly.

A whip whipped towards Ye Changqing's soul.

Snapped.

Immediately, the soul was damaged, and Ye Changqing immediately lost the ability to resist, so he could only be obediently tied up and thrown into the prison department.

In the Law Enforcement Pavilion of Quanzhen Sect, Qian Jizi is watching the fish.

A disciple came to report.

"Elder, Zhang Yi taught Ye Changqing, and when he entered the Temple of the City God, he was covered in black air, and then disappeared. A week has passed."

"According to speculation, Ye Changqing was wiped out by a mysterious force just like the black robe I taught the honorary elder."

When Qianjizi heard it, the floating dust in his hand almost fell to the ground.

All the great elders of the Zhengyi Sect were lost, but fortunately I didn't go, otherwise I would have been the one who lost.

"You must not purify the Yang Sword in the future, I will inform the head teacher."

Qianjizi said.