Infinite Script Killing

The river was filled with vermilion fire, bursts of white smoke rose, and most of the river was illuminated by the fire.

"Hululu..."

Large bubbles appeared on the water, a shadow emerged from under the water with a "crash", and a huge turtle shell floated on the water.

Xu Tong tiptoed and landed lightly on the turtle shell. After a closer look, he found that although the turtle shell was full of scratches, it had not been actually scratched.

But the old turtle's head was exposed, exuding a pungent burnt smell.

Seeing this, Xu Tong tried to strike it with the Pure Yang Sword several times.

The sound of "clanging~" was heard.

With a divine weapon like the Pure Yang Sword, it only made a shallow mark, which made Xu Tong secretly happy.

The sword he just struck seemed to be just a skill activated, but in fact, the sword was almost a full-strength strike.

Pyrophilia's level reached LV3 after passing through the training ground.

The level may not seem high, but the Pure Yang Sword increases fire addiction by one level, plus the Demon King's Advent fire skill increases by two levels.

At this time, the level of fire addiction has reached level six.

Don’t forget, the damage of Pyrophilia is based on the fire skill increase level.

The hellfire descended by the Demon King, coupled with the corrosive flames, and the fiery sword energy, contributed to the vermilion flames, and the power of the fire addiction has reached an appalling level.

Xu Tong found it incredible that such a sword did not split the turtle shell open.

Fortunately, I was afraid that I would miss a hit, so I took measures in advance, so that the wealthy clone got stuck on the turtle's head that wanted to shrink in at the critical moment.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll miss the mark and it will be difficult to kill this bastard again.

Even in the future, when I pass by the river, I have to be careful, maybe this bastard will sneak up on me.

Fortunately, the sacrifice to get rich is worthy of recognition.

"Hey, with you, my master's city god will be safe."

Xu Tong squinted his eyes and pointed at the burnt turtle head.

After getting rid of this disaster, the next thing for me will be much simpler.

"Quack!"

At this time, there was a sound of a toad, and the sound came from the burnt turtle's head, and a fat golden toad emerged from the turtle's head.

When Xu Tong saw it, it turned out to be the clone of Fortune, but the clone that was originally the size of a baby's fist was now only as big as an egg.

Although it's a little small, it's better to have some left than nothing.

"Quack!"

The toad kicked off its legs and landed in Xu Tong's hand.

The man in the hall stretched out a slender tentacle, patted the clone gently, and sucked the clone back.

However, when Fa Cai took back his clone, a green pearl the size of a thumb fell on Xu Tong's hand.

"What's this??"

Xu Tong took a look and saw that this thing was still warm in his hand.

It should be taken from the old turtle to get rich.

Then Fa Cai gave a brief explanation, and it turned out that this thing was a demon pill hidden in the lower jaw of the old turtle.

After being noticed by the remaining clone of Fortune, he took out the demon pill.

Xu Tong threw it into the prop book.

[The best demon pill] Three hundred and sixty years.

It is edible and can be refined into special elixirs. If it is not consumed directly by the demon system, there is a risk of demon poison.

(Note: It’s not just roosters that lay eggs!)

"Hey, this thing is really good. Although I am not a demon system, the Dark Chilong Body should not be that bad. I just don't know what the use of eating this thing is. Keep it for now. If it is of no use, just Let’s share it with Da Ya and the other three.”

But besides the demon pill, there is one more thing that must be taken away.

Xu Tong waved his hand, and the demon bell appeared in his hand. As soon as the bell rang, the soul arresting technique was activated. He grabbed the corpse of the river demon at his feet, and a ball of soul as big as a baby's fist was forcibly taken into Xu Tong's hand.

It is worthy of being a river demon who has eaten the incense of the human world and practiced cultivation for three hundred years. It is as big as other people’s souls, but it is good that it is so big.

He threw it into the hall and gave it to Jixiang for safekeeping. When he went back, he took some time to refine it and see what good treasures could be made from it.

At this time, a strange noise sounded.

Looking for the sound, I found thousands of fireflies floating out of the corpse.

legend.

After a person dies, if he still misses him, he will not be able to enter reincarnation, reincarnate, and finally become fireflies, surrounding his loved ones.

Xu Tong looked at the thousands of fireflies in front of him and could only imagine how many people this bastard had killed over the years.

"Let's go! I'll take you home."

Although the character in my script this time is an official fan.

But he has not forgotten his duty as a member of the Seven Sects.

I saw Xu Tong taking out a stack of thick yellow paper, waving his hand and throwing it towards the sky.

"Wow~"

When hundreds of yellow papers fell on the water, they had been turned into a boat.

From the props book, he took out the set of tools his master gave him, a leather tube, opened it and took out three sticks of yellow incense.

"If you don't have an incense burner, just use this turtle shell to make one."

Xu Tong took a look and saw that among the cracks of different depths on the turtle shell, there happened to be a crack of just the right length and depth. Three yellow incense sticks were inserted on it. With a wave of his hand, the three yellow incense sticks were lingering on the green smoke.

Xu Tong summoned Fa Cai again, turned Fa Cai into a paddle, and stepped on the turtle under his feet to slide to the other side of the river bank.

With the other hand, he sprinkled the money in the air and raised his voice softly: "Go home!!"

"Wow~"

The guide money sprinkled down like snowflakes, and thousands of fireflies landed on the paper boat on the water, and followed Xu Tong as he swam to the other side of the river.

At this moment, the river bank was already crowded with people.

In addition to those people who were digging river channels captured by the River God Division, there were many people who saw the movement in the city and ran out to watch the excitement.

Everyone looked at the vermilion river in the distance. They had never seen such a spectacular sight in their lives, and everyone's heart was already in their throats.

"Look!"

Suddenly someone screamed and raised his hand to the water in the distance.

Everyone looked in the direction, and for a moment everyone's eyes were filled with an unforgettable brilliance.

Under the sky full of vermilion, a thin young man walked across the water, holding a paddle and stepping on a huge turtle shell.

"Your Majesty!!"

Guo Yi shouted loudly, clenched his fists, and excitedly rushed down the river bank, stepped on the cold lake water, and jumped on the turtle shell: "Your Majesty, are you okay? Are you injured?"

Faced with Guo Yi's concern, Xu Tong was still very moved and patted him on the shoulder: "Bless me, City God. Look, I'm fine."

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay!"

As Guo Yi said this, he kept looking at Xu Tong with his eyes. It was not until he was sure that the prince was really uninjured that his anxious heart relaxed.

"Thank God, thank Master Li, the river demon is dead!!!"

On the river bank, an old man knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xu Tong.

Someone recognized this old man. His name was Huang Jinggen, and people called him Lao Huang.

Three generations of their family have been fishing for a living, but their son died in the mouth of a river demon.

After his son died, Huang often dreamed that his son was calling his father underwater.

For this reason, Lao Huang sold all his coffins and gave all the money to the River God, hoping that the River God would let his son's soul go home.

However, there was nothing further about this incident.

However, Lao Huang went through many vicissitudes overnight. He stood at the door of his house every morning and night, calling his son's name.

Someone tried to persuade Lao Huang to be more liberal, but Lao Huang told people that his son had not come back yet and he would wait for his son to come back.

Speaking of hatred, Lao Huang would probably be able to peel off this bastard's skin and cramp it.

Now that I saw that the river demon was finally dead, I burst into tears for a while and called my son's name: "Son, look, this damn thing is finally dead. Your great revenge must be avenged~~ My son~ ~Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”

Lao Huang's cries echoed on the river bank, but the cries were not just from one family.

The reason why Yuyang is called Yuyang is because every household does not rely on fishing to make a living.

Ever since this river demon came, ever since the damn Song relatives and friends became the prefect, the people of Yuyang City have never had a good day.

Now God has opened his eyes. A good official came to Yuyang, captured the River God Si, and killed the river demon. These two things were enough for the people of Yuyang to set up a monument of merit for him.

However, Xu Tong cannot take this credit. Although he can take this benefit himself, I believe that the incense merit will be great, but this is not a long-term solution.

After completing the identity mission, he must leave Yuyang City. They say people leave after the tea is cold. I don’t know how long I will stay in the script world this time, so in order to ensure this popularity, I’d better not take this credit on myself. Better.

What's more, from the perspective of his personal identity, he is just a prince who is dedicated to being an official and slaying demons. It's better not to let this kind of thing happen to you easily.

"Fellow folks!!"

Xu Tong stepped on the body of the river demon and took a step forward.

For a moment, the people on the river bank turned their eyes to the great master Qingtian.

I saw Xu Tong pretending to be groping in his sleeves, but it was as if he wanted to make a fortune and turned into a golden document.

Everyone looked at the golden document in Xu Tong's hand and listened to him read loudly;

"According to the order of the City God, the Yuyang River Demon is causing trouble for the people and detaining the living souls to disturb the Yin and Yang. This is a heinous crime and should be punished with the punishment of heavenly fire. The souls will be scattered and never be reincarnated. The trapped souls should open the door to the netherworld to pass through the transmigration, and the soul will return to the underworld. …”

Xu Tong's voice was as loud as a bell, and everyone could hear every word clearly. Only Guo Yi looked at the document in Xu Tong's hand with a blank face, his eyes widened, and he looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see a single word on it. .

Good guy, it’s hard to make it now.

But it doesn’t matter whether it is a freshly made version or whether it is true or false. Just as the old monk of White Horse Temple said at the time, although it may seem like a trick to fool people, it is also a kind act to appease people’s hearts.

Everyone suddenly realized that it was the City God who sent down the fire from the sky. No wonder there was such a loud movement.

While everyone was still surprised at how powerful the City God was.

Someone suddenly saw dense paper boats floating behind the river demon.

These paper boats shone with a faint fluorescent light. After everyone wiped their eyes for a few times and took a closer look, they saw that there was actually a firefly landing on each boat.

At this moment, a divine light that could not be observed by ordinary people suddenly rose from the Chenghuang Temple in Yuyang City. The divine light surged into the sky. For a moment, the fireflies on the boat, as if they had been inspired by something, flew up from the paper boat and formed a ray of light. The green rainbow flies in the direction of the City God's Temple.

This was not something Xu Tong had discussed with his master.

It is the responsibility of the City God. The City God is not only a yang god, but also a yin god. In addition to protecting the safety of a place, he is also responsible for the affairs of the underworld in this area. What's more, the master himself is a member of the Seven Sects, even if Even if he has no responsibilities, he will definitely take over and help Xu Tong extradite these ghosts to the underworld.

Therefore, the most suitable position for the City God is for the Master to sit on it.

I read a book a few days ago. It's quite good, and it's also in the infinite genre. Although I'm a newbie, it has the flavor of a guhuo bird. The title of the book is "Zhu Tian: Starting from Shili Yangchang". If you are interested, you can read it.