Chapter 1789: The Legend Shines Into Reality

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"There must be a limit to the variation of the strangeness." Lin Wuya broke the silence and said, "It wasn't the strangeness that was resurrected without being killed before, but I have never heard of the strangeness that was killed and resurrected stronger and stronger, even if it was getting worse and worse. Strong, there will always be a limit, right?"

"Maybe it will reach its limit next time."

Zhou Fan glanced at the ghost burial coffin standing still behind him, "I don't know if it really has a limit, but the ghost burial coffin hasn't left yet, and it will definitely come back to me."

The corners of Lin Wuya's eyes jumped, and he didn't dare to say that he would be able to win the wind-hunting monster next time. Even if he could win, it would be a hard battle, but what if he won, next time?

Could it be that this catastrophe is to be fulfilled on this strange body?

A monster that can destroy a country in an instant, and the more you kill it, the stronger it is. Such a monster is called a catastrophe, and it is not unreasonable.

The little sister ran back.

Zhou Fan and Lin Wuya decided to return to Chamu Village before discussing the matter.

The location where the two came out was not too far from Chamu Village. They used their movements and ran all the way, and soon returned to Chamu Village.

As soon as he entered the village, the ghost burial coffin shrank as small as a grain of rice, but at this time Zhou Fan had no intention of paying attention to it.

The legend of Fengshen came true, just like a beam of light from the legend has entered the real world, and Fengshen will return again in less than a stick of incense.

After returning to the village, tell the old two Tang what happened.

Shi Shixiong and Tang Lao both looked at each other in dismay. They didn't expect that Feng Xun would commit suicide as soon as he was banned.

It seems that the wind hunter is not stupid. After all, it can be resurrected when it dies, and they will do the same if it is replaced, but most of the monsters have no wisdom, and they may not be able to think of suicide to escape.

"Fellow Daoist in yellow clothes, what was the strength of the wind hunter you killed this time?" Tang Lao asked.

"It's very strong, it's very difficult to deal with in the general Taoist realm." Lin Wuya told the truth.

It's hard to kill in the Taoist realm, that weirdness?

Shi Shixiong and Tang Lao showed fear on their faces. The next time they come back from resurrection, the monster will only be stronger. What can they do to deal with it?

"You can try to lure it to the Heavenly City of the Barbarian Realm and use the great formation of the Heavenly City of the Barbarian Realm to trap it. There should be no problem." Old Tang said with a deep breath.

Shi Shixiong reluctantly said calmly: "Of course there is no problem. What about next time? It will become stronger again and again. Before finding its weakness, killing it will only make it stronger. There is no point in doing so."

"I don't believe it has no limit." Tang Lao shook his head.

"What if it is?" Shi Shixiong retorted: "Even if it isn't, how do we know when it will reach its limit?"

"It's not unreasonable what you said, but how should we do it?" Tang Lao sighed.

"What else can I do?" Shi Shixiong's eyes flickered, "Let it go, it will eat whatever it wants, and when it gets tired of it, it may leave the Barbarian Star Realm."

Anyway, only ordinary people died, and he had already planned to relocate Xuanshengmen, so as not to be targeted by this hunter.

No one accuses Shi Shixiong, because this kind of practice is not uncommon. When encountering some unmanageable slander in the past, he will be forced to do it.

After discussing for a while, the four of them dispersed. Shi Shixiong went to inform his sect, while Tang Lao told Jie Laohui.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Wuya asked.

Others can avoid it, but the hunter has been chasing Zhou Fan. Although I don't know the reason, it's the truth.

Zhou Fan is the one with the most pressure.

"I'm going to chat with that priest again." Zhou Fan said calmly enough.

Lin Wuya was a little surprised, because a stick of incense can be said to be long or short, and Zhou Fan still has to spend his time on the legend of the wind god in Chamu Village at this time.

But Zhou Fan wanted to do this, and Lin Wuya did not stop him. He accompanied Zhou Fan to find the old man in the village.

"What do you want to ask me when you come to me?" asked the priest of Chakimura.

"Fengshen can't be killed, can he be trapped?" Zhou Fan asked seriously.

"Of course not." Chakimun priest said with certainty: "This is a god, what can trap a god?"

"What's more, the Fengshen? Even if you trap him in an airtight room, as long as there is wind in the world, the Fengshen can disperse himself and be reborn by the wind."

Lin Wuya raised his eyebrows and said, "Does Fengshen have no shortcomings?"

"People have shortcomings." Chamu Village priest said: "How can God have shortcomings? Even if there are, it is not something that mortals like me can know."

"I can't be trapped if I can't kill it." Zhou Fan sighed: "It's really powerful. Is there a god comparable to Fengshen? Or does Fengshen have a mortal enemy?"

The priest of Chamu Village was stunned and said: "There is no god comparable to Fengshen. I don't know if Fengshen has a mortal enemy."

The legend of Fengshen has been passed down from generation to generation in Chamu Village, but there are so many stories that can be told. Zhou Fan asked over and over again just to find out how to deal with this wind-hunting monster.

But apparently nothing.

Zhou Fan came out from the priest of Chamu Village. He looked at Lin Wuya and said, "Lin Sheng, thank you for your help. Now I want to think about it by myself."

"Of course there's no problem with this." Lin Wuya smiled and said, "If it really doesn't work, I can kill it again for you. Maybe if it is killed this time, it will never be resurrected again."

But it is also possible that the resurrection will become stronger... Zhou Fan silently added in his heart, "I will ask Lin Sheng to help me if I need it."

After Lin Wuya left, Zhou Fan left Chamu Village, set up a talisman formation not far away, and then called out Xiao Su and asked her and her little sister to guard him. He sat down cross-legged and glanced at the ghost burial outside the talisman formation. Coffin, closed his eyes, and said silently in his heart, "The great heaven and earth of all nations, let me in."

The feeling of the world spinning quickly came, and when this feeling faded, Zhou Fan opened his eyes and appeared on the ship surrounded by gray fog.

The Emperor of All Nations was staring at Zhou Fan with curious eyes, "It seems that you are in trouble."

"Please slow down the flow of time for me first." Zhou Fan hurriedly requested, if he didn't adjust the flow of time, he might have been dismembered by the revived Hunting Phoenix when he went out.

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Kingdoms summoned Zhou Fan's glass ball, and took out a hundred large gray worms, which soon turned into gray rays of light and dispersed.

"Okay," said the King of Nations.

"Thank you." Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief, so that he would have enough time, and he carefully explained what happened today to the Emperor of All Nations.

After Zhou Fan finished speaking, the Emperor of Ten Thousand Nations said solemnly, "You said that the mutation of the wind-hunting monster is exactly the same as the one in a village legend? Are you sure that there is no difference at all?"

Zhou Fan thought about it seriously and said, "Anything the so-called Fengshen mentioned in the legend of the village, the mutant hunting wind sprite will have such similar characteristics and abilities, so far there has not been any difference."

"It's speechless." The Emperor of All Nations said solemnly.