C25 Mutant Beast Divine Bone

Ji Zangshan turned pale with fright. This was the White Bone Precious Technique, a demonic skill. Back then, he had gathered the bones of the Strange Beast and implanted it between his eyebrows. He never thought that it would be destroyed by Hong Zheng today!

He casted the Golden Ni Heavenly Arts once again, and it had already condensed into a solid form. It roared silently behind him.

Right after that, Hong Zheng rushed forward. The entire ground seemed to be trembling.

"I want you to die!" Hong Zheng roared furiously and unleashed the Grand Ancestor Divine Fist. His arm turned into a shining arm!

Ji Zangshan hurriedly used the Grade 2 Precious Arts, and a golden bell shadow enveloped him.

The Golden Ni collided with the devil bell, and a loud sound was heard. Everyone could only feel their eardrums trembling.

Amidst the ringing of the bell, the devil bell was actually shattered, turning into devilish energy that dissipated into the air.

Ji Zangshan spat out a mouthful of blood after the Body Binding Bell was broken. Shock appeared in his eyes. He didn't expect Hong Zheng to be so powerful!

The Golden Ni Heavenly Arts was actually able to break his devil art!

"No! You can't kill me! My master is Demon Sect Owl Master!" When Ji Zangshan saw Hong Zheng's shining arm, a sense of crisis welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but shout out.

"No matter who offends the Hong Family, they have to pay the price." Hong Zheng said. The Grand Ancestor Divine Fist, which had accumulated enough strength, suddenly struck Ji Zangshan's chest.

"Argh!" Ji Zangshan let out a miserable shriek. His entire body was torn apart by a huge force. His blood splashed all over Hong Zheng's body. Even his hair was stained with blood.

Everyone was stunned. They never thought that Hong Zheng would really kill Ji Zangshan.

At this moment, Hong Zheng's body was covered in blood. Especially since the blood was still dripping from his hair. In the center of his brows, the flame shaped mark was extremely beautiful. His eyes were like the starry sky, unfathomable.

The people of Situ Mansion were terrified. None of the dozen or so people present could fight Hong Zheng.

"Kill all of them!" Hong Zheng said, "Situ Mansion, since you don't want face, I don't want face either." He was like a god of slaughter, his killing intent soaring to the sky.

Hong Bupo's blood was boiling. It had been ten years since he last showed his dominance. Before this, he didn't dare to kill the people of Situ Mansion.

Hong Ming smiled bitterly. The power of this Grand Ancestor Divine Fist was too terrifying. If it wasn't for Hong Loongteng stopping him, he would have ended up just like Ji Zangshan.

When he heard Hong Zheng's words, he was also trembling with excitement.

"Do you want to start a war between the two families?" A disciple of Situ Mansion shouted.

"That's right. The current strength of the Situ Mansion is beyond your imagination. If a war were to break out between two families, would you be able to bear it?"

"Kill them all!" Hong Zheng coldly harrumphed and rushed forward with the Purple Gold Divine Halberd in his hand.

"Kill!"

"Kill! '"

Hong Bupo looked like a scholar, but when it came to killing people, he was the most powerful. He was known as Blood Scholar, and he did not show any mercy when he attacked. He held a large saber in his hand, and fresh blood splashed all over his body. However, he didn't care about it at all, and just laughed out loud.

"Ah! Spare us." The people of Situ Mansion were scared.

"That's right. We will never go against the people of Hong Mansion again."

In just a short period of time, eleven or twelve of them had been killed. The highest cultivation base in Situ Mansion was only on par with Hong Ming.

Hong Zheng didn't say anything. He walked forward and cut off the three of them.

The ground was filled with corpses. Blood flowed all over the ground. The entire area around the refined iron mine was filled with a fishy smell.

Wulie could not bear to do so, so he frowned and asked, "Aren't we a bit too cruel?"

Hong Zheng said seriously, "Uncle Wulie, this world is like this. If you don't kill others, others will kill you. If this matter couldn't be concealed, Situ Mansion would find out sooner or later. If today's situation is the opposite, the one who will be killed will be our Hong Mansion."

Wulie sighed and nodded his head. He had lived for dozens of years. How could he not know this?

"Prepare yourself. Prepare for the great battle." Hong Zheng said, "No one is allowed to touch the things of Hong Family."

After saying that, Hong Zheng stretched out his hand. The sky was filled with flames, covering the corpses. In an instant, the corpses turned into ashes and dissipated into the void. Even the blood was incinerated.

Hong Zheng knew that this action could only delay the matter for a moment, but there was no way to hide it for long. But now, what Hong Zheng lacked was time. He had to hide this secret as much as possible. As long as he recovered his cultivation base, he would have no more worries.

He still needed powerful strength!

After returning to Hong Mansion, Hong Loongteng had found out about this matter.

"Grandfather, I'll go to the Silk Gathering Hall. I'll cover my face." Hong Zheng said. It was time to reveal part of his strength.

Hong Loongteng immediately shook his head. "No. The matter of you being a Scripture Refining Master cannot be leaked at all."

"I will cover my face. Grandpa, don't worry. No one would have thought that it would be me." Hong Zheng said.

Hong Loongteng saw Hong Zheng's firm tone and could only nod his head.

Hong Zheng went out, but what surprised Hong Loongteng the most was that Hong Zheng actually carried two jars of good wine out. Walking on the streets of Dragon City, he looked around at the people coming and going, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Ever since he returned from Wondrous Medicine Devil Land, he didn't have the time to stroll around the Dragon City. The changes in Dragon City weren't big. It was just that some families had started to decline and some families had started to rise.

Hong Zheng turned around and walked into a tailor shop. This tailor shop was very remote, and many people in Dragon City didn't know about it.

The tailor shop was very big, and it was filled with all kinds of clothes. However, there were no customers inside, and it was extremely quiet. A hunchbacked body with its back facing Hong Zheng was tidying up the clothes on the shelf.

When Hong Zheng lightly stepped in, the hunchbacked figure trembled. However, Hong Zheng did not notice his movement. He looked at him and a smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Wei!" Hong Zheng called out softly.

The old man turned around and looked at Hong Zheng. The flesh and blood of this old man had dried up. He had a head full of white hair, and his face was full of wrinkles. Both of his eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life.

"Just call me Cripple Wai." The old man smiled and limped towards Hong Zheng. A strange light appeared in his eyes, "You are?"

"I am Hong Zheng's younger brother. My name is Hong Er." Hong Zheng said with a smile.

A look of realization appeared on Cripple Wai's face. "So you are Hong Zheng's younger brother. Your brother and I had a great time together back then. Unfortunately, he was killed by someone. "

Hong Zheng did not know how to answer.

"Why are you looking for me?" Cripple Wai asked. When he saw the wine in Hong Zheng's hand, he smiled and said, "Do you also know that I like this wine? Let's have a good drink. "

"Help me disguise myself. I have something important to do." Hong Zheng said.

Hong Zheng had known Cripple Wai for more than ten years, and he had often looked for Cripple Wai to drink with him. In everyone's impression, Cripple Wai was just an ordinary person. But Hong Zheng knew that in the entire Dragon City, he was probably the only one who knew that this was an expert who was good at disguising himself!

Cripple Wai said lightly, "Only Hong Zheng knows that I will help others disguise themselves."

Hong Zheng stared at Cripple Wai closely. "Mr. Wei, there are some things that need not be investigated. When I should tell you, I will naturally tell you."

Cripple Wai nodded. "Come. Let's have a drink. When I'm satisfied, I'll help you disguise. "

Hong Zheng cooked a few dishes from outside and chatted with Cripple Wai while eating. He felt that time passed quickly. Cripple Wai drank the wine very straightforwardly, just like his character.

"Hong Xingjian gave birth to a good son!" Cripple Wai praised. Hong Zheng was not sure if he was talking about the current him or the him from ten years ago.

"Mr. Wei, how have you been recently?" Hong Zheng asked, "My brother used to ask me to come and chat with you."

Cripple Wai smiled meaningfully. "Not bad. Come. Let me help you disguise."

Two hours later, Hong Zheng turned from a young man to an old man with a gloomy expression. Hong Zheng praised. Even he couldn't recognize himself. Cripple Wai then taught Hong Zheng how to dress up and shrink his bones.

When Hong Zheng walked out of Cripple Wai's tailor shop, Cripple Wai smiled deeply and said to himself, "The person who died ten years ago actually came back! This is really a wonderful thing. "

On the way, Hong Zheng's body suddenly shook as he remembered Cripple Wai's performance.

Logically speaking, an ordinary person would never notice his arrival. However, when he entered, Cripple Wai's body seemed to tremble slightly. He should be especially shocked that he had actually come back to life!

He was an absolute expert! He did not know if he had already recognized him.

After pondering for a while, Hong Zheng stopped thinking about this matter and walked towards the Silk Gathering Hall.

"I want to see Vice Hall Master!" Hong Zheng said to the middle-aged butler in a hoarse voice.

The middle-aged butler could not see Hong Zheng's cultivation level clearly. He nodded and went in to report.

Vice Hall Master walked out with an unhappy expression and said to the middle-aged butler, "There are so many people in Dragon City. Do I need to see everyone who wants to see me?"

The middle-aged butler didn't dare to answer.

When Vice Hall Master saw Hong Zheng, he asked, "May I ask who you are?"

Hong Zheng put on the shelf of the Scripture Refining Master and said, "The Primitive Precious Arts that you are auctioning is refined by me."

Vice Hall Master was so excited that he could not speak.

"So you are a Scripture Refining Master." Vice Hall Master quickly said, then scolded the middle-aged butler, "How dare you ask Senior to stand here and wait for your report? You should invite him in."

The middle-aged butler was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. Why was Vice Hall Master so shameless?

Vice Hall Master smiled and invited Hong Zheng in. "Welcome!"

Hong Zheng looked at Vice Hall Master from the corner of his eye. This guy was already very old, but he still called him senior.

It seemed like he was a shameless person.