"The monsters and mutations must be limited." Lin Wuya broke the silence and said, "It was not a monster who was resurrected without killing, but I have never heard of the monsters who were killed and resurrected. Even if they became stronger and stronger, there would always be a limit, right?"

"Maybe it will reach its limit next time."

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

Lin Wuya's eyes twitched. He didn't dare to say that he could still beat the Fenghunting next time. Even if he could win, it would be a hard battle. But what if he wins, what next time?

Could this great disaster be fulfilled by this monster?

A monster that can destroy a country in an instant and becomes stronger as it kills, is not unreasonable to be called a great disaster.

The little girl ran back.

Zhou Fan and Lin Wuya decided to go back to Chamu Village first and then discuss the matter carefully.

The two of them came out to choose a location not too far from Chamu Village. They used their body skills to run wildly and soon returned to Chamu Village.

As soon as he entered the village, the ghost burial coffin shrank as small as rice grains, but at this time Zhou Fan no longer had the heart to pay attention to it.

The legend of the Wind God comes true, just like a beam of legendary light shining into the real world. In less than a stick of incense, the Wind God will return again.

After returning to the village, he told Mr. Tang and his wife what happened.

Shi Shixiong and Mr. Tang both looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the Feng Hunter would commit suicide once it was banned.

It seems that the Wind Hunting is not stupid either. After all, it can be resurrected if it dies, and they will do this if it is replaced. However, most monsters are unwise and may not be able to think of suicide and escape.

"Fellow Daoist in Yellow, what is the strength of the Fengfeng Genius you killed this time?" asked Mr. Tang.

"It's very strong, and it's very difficult to deal with the Taoist state." Lin Wuya told the truth.

It is difficult to kill that monster in the Taoist realm?

Shi Shixiong and Mr. Tang showed fear on their faces. The monster who will be resurrected next time will only be stronger. What can they use to deal with the monster?

"You can think of a way to lead it to the Man Realm Heavenly City and use the Man Realm Heavenly City formation to trap and kill it. There should be no problem." Mr. Tang took a deep breath and said.

Shi Shixiong reluctantly said, "Of course there is no problem with this, what about next time? It will become stronger again and again. Killing it will only make it stronger before finding its weakness. It is meaningless to do so."

"I don't believe it is limitless." Mr. Tang shook his head and said.

"What if it is?" Shi Shixiong retorted: "Even if it is not, how can we know when it will reach its limit?"

"What you said is not unreasonable, but what should you do?" Mr. Tang sighed.

"What else can I do?" Shi Shixiong's eyes flashed, "Let it go, eat whatever it wants. When it gets tired of it, it may leave the barbarian star realm."

Anyway, only ordinary people died, so he had already planned to relocate the Xuansheng Sect to avoid being targeted by this Feng Hunting Spirit.

No one accused Shi Shixiong because such an approach is not uncommon. When encountering some uncontrollable monsters in the past, they will be forced to do so.

After a while, the four of them discussed and then they dispersed. Shi Shixiong went to inform his sect, while Mr. Tang told the Master of Jiejie.

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

Others can avoid it, but the Fenghunting kept chasing Zhou Fan. Although I don’t know the reason, this is the fact.

Zhou Fan is the one who is under the pressure.

"I want to talk to the priest again." Zhou Fan said calmly enough.

Lin Wuya was a little surprised because a stick of incense was not long or short. Zhou Fan had to spend his time on the legend of the Wind God of Chamu Village at this time.

But Lin Wuya did not stop Zhou Fan from doing this. He accompanied Zhou Fan to find the old man in the village.

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

"The Wind God cannot be killed, can it be trapped?" Zhou Fan asked seriously.

"Of course not." The priest of Cha Kimura said affirmatively: "This is God, so what can trap God?"

"What's more, the Wind God? Even if you trap it in an airtight room, as long as there is wind in the world, the Wind God can disperse itself and reborn through the wind."

Lin Wuya raised his eyebrows and said, "Does the Wind God have no shortcomings?"

"Talents have shortcomings." Cha Kimura Saki said: "How can God have shortcomings? Even if there are, it is not something that we and other mortals can know."

"I can't kill you, but I can't trap you." Zhou Fan sighed: "It's really powerful. Can there be a god that can rival the Wind God? Or does Wind God have a mortal enemy?"

The priest of Chamumura was stunned and said, "There is no god that can rival the Wind God. I don't know if the Wind God has a mortal enemy."

The Legend of Fengshen is passed down from generation to generation in Chamu Village, but there are only so many stories that can be told. Zhou Fan asked over and over again just to ask about the way to deal with this Fenghunting.

But obviously nothing was found.

Zhou Fan came out of 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 alone."

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

But it may also become stronger after resurrection... Zhou Fan silently added in his heart, "If you need it, I will ask Lin Sheng for help."

After Lin Wuya left, Zhou Fan left Chamu Village, set up a talisman formation not far away, and then summoned Xiao Kun to let her and her younger sister protect him. He sat cross-legged, glanced at the ghost burial coffin outside the talisman formation, closed his eyes, and silently said in his heart: "The great world of heaven and earth, let me in."

The feeling of dizziness came soon. When this feeling faded, Zhou Fan opened his eyes and appeared on the mist boat.

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

"Please slow down the time flow for me first." Zhou Fan hurriedly asked. If he didn't adjust the time flow, then when he went out, he might have been dismembered by the resurrected Hunting Ling.

The Emperor of All Kingdoms summoned Zhou Fan's glazed ball and took out a hundred big gray worms from it. The one hundred big gray worms quickly turned into gray light and dissipated.

"It's OK." said the Emperor of All Nations.

"Thank you." Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief, so that he had enough time. He carefully explained what happened today to the Emperor of All Kingdoms.

After Zhou Fan finished speaking, the Emperor of All Kingdoms said in a deep voice: "You said the mutation of the Wind Hunting Spirit is exactly the same as the legend of a village? Are you sure there is no difference at all?"

Zhou Fan thought carefully and said, "Anyone who is the so-called wind god mentioned in the legend of the village, the mutated wind hunter will have such similar characteristics and no difference has occurred so far."
Chapter completed!