The drizzle is slightly cool and the mist is misty.

Yazhou Island has dense vegetation and extremely heavy humidity. At least half of the weather is cloudy and rainy throughout the year, so the surface water system is very complex. In addition to the three mainstreams, there are more than a dozen tributaries.

At this time, Yuan Qingwei was standing on one of the tributaries, looking at a piece of "dead wood" in the river.

Yuan Qing sneered, "When do you want to pretend?"

"The Taoist from Middle Earth?" The lower half of the "dead tree" rushed out of the water, but it was a huge crocodile. It stared at Yuan Qingwei and said, "This is my sacred territory. If you retreat now, I can spare you."

"Sacred territory?" Yuan Qing looked at the huge crocodile in front of him, focusing on the position above his head, and there was a horn growing there, faintly containing a trace of lightning, which was obviously the product of its divine condensation.

"After all, you are just a totem god. Even the beast body has not yet faded and cannot be called a true god. What qualifications are you to swear to swear territory as your divine realm? It's really ridiculous!"

As he said that, Yuan Qingwei waved the whisk in his hand and said coldly: "Today, you only have two choices, one is to surrender to me, and the other is to turn into ashes!"

"Arrogant!" The crocodile roared, and the river that was originally calm suddenly rolled, and the water on both sides swept inward, like a bloody mouth, biting Yuan Qing in the center.

"Water control? Just a trick of carving insects!"

Yuan Qing gently tapped the water surface with his toes, and flew upwards, avoiding the sweeping water flow, stretched out his hand, and a small hammer flew out of his sleeve, carrying a strong force, and hit the crocodile.

Seeing this, the crocodile shook his head and fainted from the horn on his head. Several thunder patterns blended into a ray of lightning and shot towards the small hammer.

"Crack..." The lightning hit the small hammer, splashing out lightning, and then flew back to Yuan Qingwei's hand.

Yuan Qingwei, who held the small hammer, felt a slight electric current coming from his palm to his body, and frowned slightly: "Good guy, he actually condensed the authority of the thunder attribute."

Looking at the crocodile in front of him, a trace of ambition appeared in Yuan Qingwei's eyes.

As an island, the totem gods on the Yazhou basically have dual identities such as the land god and the water god. The former is the condensation of the other party's activities and protection scope, while the latter is the prayer of sentient beings.

Not many, because of the number of people in Yazhou, most natives in Yazhou, even if they pray devoutly to the Totem God, they can only give the other party some ability to affect the wind and rain slightly. It is impossible to change the climate on a large scale.

As for Thunder’s authority, Yuan Qingwei has really not encountered any of them during this period.

Now that this crocodile god has such important authority, Yuan Qingwei couldn't help but heavier again.

With a whisk, a series of glows appeared behind Yuan Qingwei, mixing into a stream of chirp and rising. All kinds of talismans surrounded him, holding a golden golden ruby ​​bell to hang on it.

The treasure bell covered the crocodile, and the back of the tadpole-like fine patterns lit up layer by layer. Fire light flowed on the clock face, and a phantom of a golden crow appeared in the flames.

As the light fell, the crocodile instinctively summoned the surrounding water vapor to protect itself.

Yuan Qingwei didn't care about the crocodile's actions. The magic weapon he sacrificed was the most powerful one of the magic weapons he brought this time. It was left by the founder of the Taiyi Guan Cultivation Sect, named the Three Fire Lighting Bell. It was made of thousands of red copper, and the surface was engraved with a golden crow pattern composed of thousands of divine fire treasure seals, containing three pure yang spirit fires. Once sacrificed, fires splashed everywhere and flames filled the sky.

Ordinary things will be contaminated, and it is just a joke to use water to extinguish fire.

Yuan Qing slightly hit the treasure bell, and the recorded flames became much faster in an instant. Then the treasure bell became larger, covering the entire crocodile, beating back and forth, and the three-color flames rose and burned continuously. Even if the water vapor attracted by the crocodile was blessed with the divine power, it would only be stalemate with it for less than a moment. Even if it turned into blue smoke and dissipated, the giant crocodile facing the three-color flames could not bear it and let out a scream.

Yuan Qingwei hurriedly recalled the treasure clock, looked at the skeletons left in the place, and hurriedly led Qingwei's divine power, sent the entire skeleton into Qingwei Palace, found a place, arranged magic bans, sat cross-legged, and the Yin Spirit returned to Qingwei Palace.

Stretch out your hand to remove the sharp corners at the top of the skeleton and feel the power in it.

"Is it slightly better than Level 5? It's barely enough!" Yuan Qingwei thought, and then he attracted the Nine Sky Golden Ribbon seal on the bones again.

The incense and divine power were drawn out of the bones by the Jiuxiao Jinshou and condensed into a ray of thunderous aura. Yuan Qingwei thought about it and sent it into Qingwei's incarnation. Combined with the contract and the incomplete authority of justice, a new and relatively complete authority evolved under the influence of the Jiuxiao Jinshou.

After sending the Jiuxiao Golden Scarf back to Qingwei's incarnation, Yuan Qingwei's Yin God returned to the world of immortals and gods again, settled in his body, and returned to the young man who had just won a great victory.

‘What you want me to do for you has been done, and I hope you can keep your promise in the future.’

After this period of experience, a boy with a vaguely unique temperament whispered in his heart: "Don't worry, as long as I am still alive and still in charge of the rights here, you are the only guardian here and the highest god I worship."

‘That’s good!’ Yuan Qingwei said that, but he was not disturbing the boy’s subsequent celebration.

Standing not far away, looking at the breath above the boy's head, the youth's energy had stabilized compared to when he first came to Yazhou. At the same time, the establishment of order was to continuously extract air from the surrounding crowd to fill the boy's body. Straws of light red clouds were suspended above the boy's head, like a canopy protecting his natal energy.

However, during this period, the boy did not only gain benefits. For example, the murderous sins brought by the killing of the natives this time, and the micro-transaction of the Tongyuan Qing Dynasty, and the backlash brought by asking him to help kill the gods turned into strands of gray air surrounding the canopy, constantly eroding the canopy.

‘The way of energy is really mysterious! It is independent and limited, forged by heaven and earth, but can resist the power of heaven and earth.’ With the help of the recently signed contract, a small stream of red smoke naturally flowed out of the canopy, which fell into Yuan Qingwei’s hands and was sent into the dark world by him.

It was also during this period that Yuan Qingwei once again established a new auspicious land on the underworld projected by the Yin world of Yazhou. At this time, the auspicious land was nourished by the energy and had a vague possibility of transforming into the spiritual realm.

However, this trend of transformation soon disappeared under the pressure of a force, and the amount of energy flowing into the auspicious land immediately gathered at the core of the auspicious land to save energy and maintain the existence of the auspicious land.
Chapter completed!