Huang Chang watched from a distance for a while and guessed that the martial arts practiced by the Black Wood God might not be traditional qi refining techniques, but related to the path of incense sacrifice. Even if there is spiritual energy, it is inevitable that there will be filth. Therefore, most qi refining monks are far away from the world and live alone in remote places. On the contrary, practitioners who take the path of incense sacrifice often hold rituals and sacrifices, which require manpower and faith support. The more people you have, the easier it is to develop.

However, he was not interested in asking the bottom of this. This time he came here to revenge. What kind of martial arts the other party practiced and what kind of immortal path he took, the result was the same anyway.

After observing for a while, Huang Chang took out a longbow and several phosphorus rockets from the Qiankun Ring, and patted these old guys with nostalgia. This was his favorite weapon he used to use, but it has rarely been used since his equipment was improved and his art has come down the mountain. This time, Huang Chang planned to return to his old career.

He skillfully pulled the bow and took the arrow, aimed a little, and shot it out without aiming it. The target was too big, and it was difficult to miss the arrow, with phosphorus powder applied to the shaft burning in mid-air, drawing a shiny arc, and finally landing on the roof of the shed.

Wooden fences, thatched walls, reed mat roofs, whether that hut is a residence or a temple, it is obviously too simple for experts like Black Wood God. Huang Chang didn't know why the other party built his own nest in such a "natural and environmentally friendly" way, but it did not prevent him from making full use of this.

After the first phosphorus rocket was shot up, it burned for a while, but the fire did not spread and it was extinguished soon after. This surprised Huang Chang. It seemed that the other party was not without fire prevention awareness, and the shed was still a bit strange. Although the material was made of plants, it seemed to be protected by magic.

However, Huang Chang was not discouraged. His phosphorus rocket was not an ordinary product. The biggest advantage of having the magic weapon "Signing Talisman Mirror" was that it could make the talisman weapon at almost zero cost. Every arrow on Huang Chang was attached to a spell. Even if it was shot out, it would inevitably be damaged.

Second, the third phosphorus rocket was shot out one after another, burning in the air as before, and finally inserted into the roof of the shed with a raging flame. But this time, Huang Chang no longer expects them to slowly ignite the surrounding fire-induced objects with their own strength, but directly stimulates the arrow to spell, and fully stimulate the combustion ability of the phosphorus rocket with the fastest efficiency.

Two "boom" sounds, two balls of fire exploded on the roof of the shed, but the bright flames were soon submerged by the black air surging from the surroundings. The violent explosion also attracted violent suppression. The shed was indeed protected by magic. It seemed to be some kind of yin energy, which could extinguish the open flame while absorbing energy.

But any protection has its limit. Huang Chang then shot more than ten arrows in a very short period of time. More than ten fireballs exploded in various positions on the shed. The first few times were shrouded in black gas, but later, the black gas was obviously insufficient and the reaction became slower and slower. In the end, fire heads of all sizes began to rise in various parts of the shed, and the house finally burned.

During this process, the entire village began to make a noise as if it was a nest of boiled ants. Many villagers shouted and ran out of their homes. They could easily see that the attacker Huang Chang had no intention of hiding his body at all. They stood on a high whistle tower on the edge of the village, shooting arrows calmly.

Even though many people rushed towards him with swords, spears, bows and crossbows, Huang Chang ignored these mortals. He waved his palm a few times, raised several talisman shields beside him, hovering around him, blocking the arrows or spears that were shooting towards him one by one.

As for the few who thought they were very skilled and tried to climb up with a knife in their mouths to fight in close combat, they were all kicked by Huang Chang. During this process, Huang Chang was still shooting arrows constantly, and those people couldn't even interfere with him.

However, even ordinary mortals reacted, but the owner of the shed was still silent... This seemed a bit strange? But since the other party did not show his head, Huang Chang did not make any changes, but just kept shooting rockets at the target one by one. The fire prevention measures of the shed had completely failed, and the dry plants quickly ignited into a sky-high fire, illuminating the dark night sky.

Finally, with a rumbling sound, the burned roof collapsed, and the surrounding grass walls collapsed on a large scale. Then the scene inside the house was exposed, with no one, and Huang Chang seemed to be attacking just an empty house.

"Hmm? Could it be that you are not lucky, that guy happened to be at home?"

Huang Chang was stunned and his hands were slowed down because he had a high evaluation of the strength of the Black Wood God King. I don’t know what strange methods he had. Huang Chang had not rashly approached the other party’s nest before. Instead, he used this "shocking the snake" method to make the other party jump out by himself.

Of course, he didn't expect a few rockets to injure a monk who was at least mid-stage or above. Burning the straw shed would probably not cause much trouble to the other party. But no matter what, the dignified village chief was beaten to the door and burn the house. Even if it was just for the sake of protecting face, he would definitely react.

At that time, lure people to the wild to fight, so as not to make any arrangements next to his home nest. Since he experienced the battle of the Savior Cult, Huang Chang has been more taboo about opponents with an altar. God knows what troubles these guys who pretend to be a god will do.

But if the other party is not at home at all, all this plan will be meaningless. And in this way, it can be said that it is a real "shocking the snake". That guy is prepared, and it will not be easy to attack him next time...

While thinking, Huang Chang suddenly felt that a moving heart was the kind of dangerous intuition that a monk often had. An instinctive sense of crisis prompted him to jump up and look down at the same time...

A few long thin threads like black hair were passing by his feet. At first, the speed was not fast and it seemed to be no threat. But as Huang Chang jumped and dodged, the thin thread suddenly accelerated and rolled towards his ankle.

Huang Chang did not hesitate and jumped off the platform. However, when he jumped into the air, he suddenly became alert again. He pulled out a long sword with his backhand and stood it in front of him. Then he heard a few light sounds. The sound of silk string breaking came from the air. The surroundings of this small observation deck was surrounded by the black silk threads and could not be seen in the dark night.

As for the effect of those silk threads, after Huang Chang landed, he saw that the villagers who had been kicked off by him were already lying on the ground in a twist and no longer resurrected.
Chapter completed!