You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 551: Incense Debt

But before they could take a closer look, they saw two big rats turn into mist and disappear.

"Illusion? Sly beast!"

Chang Qing snorted coldly, and his spiritual awareness instantly covered an area of ​​several miles. He soon saw two figures that almost blended into the night and were fleeing frantically in the shadows.

"You guys wait here, I'll be back soon!"

He took a step forward and his figure disappeared into thin air.

Two pitch-black mice kept flashing in the shadows at an extremely fast speed.

"TanND, two powerful men in the Yundan realm, if we hadn't been more careful and tested them, we two brothers would probably have died here!"

"Aren't the main forces of the Yuling Sect all on the front line? Why would they send out two people in the Yundan realm to capture us? Damn it! We can't stay here anymore!

Judging from the situation, these people are obviously coming for us. This place has been exposed. Quickly report the news to the demon tribe. Maybe we can use this opportunity to get away from this place, get out of the incense path, and transform into a demon!"

Black gas dissipated between the two rat hairs, and the figure moved even faster, turning into a black light and appeared several miles away in an instant.

The two mice looked behind them but didn't notice any unusual movement, which made them confused.

"Didn't catch up?"

"It looks like he got rid of it!"

The two mice gathered the black air on their bodies and breathed heavily.

However, before I could catch my breath, an ominous premonition suddenly came to my heart, and the moonlight seemed to be a little oppressive.

"Haha, you were doing well on the path of incense, but you fell into depravity and became a demon, killing worshippers and incurring the karmic debt of incense. You are so short-sighted, I'm talking about you!"

"Oh no, they're catching up!" A trace of panic flashed across the long face of the larger rat. It had an innate intuition, as if it sensed the approaching danger.

Several raging lines of fire suddenly appeared in the surrounding space, trapping the two dark rats inside.

While the two black shadows were in panic, a figure emitting a faint green light walked out from the void.

"Do you know our situation?" The larger mouse's expression changed and he suddenly felt bad.

"Brother, why waste time talking to him? Let's kill him while there's only one person here. Otherwise, it will be troublesome when that person comes."

As the words fell, a ball of black flame exploded from the mouse's body, and golden, distorted, wailing faces kept emerging in the black flame.

Looking closely at each face, you can even see the scene of them offering incense, an old woman holding fruit offerings and trembling as she burns incense, a woodcutter kowtows to the statue, and finally a merchant in brocade clothes stuffs gold ingots into the merit box. The facial features of each face are like ink stains blurred by water, except for the same weird smile on the corners of their mouths.

These are all manifestations of the closed loop of incense debt, and also indicate that this beast killed the incense contributors with its own hands, creating the evil power of incense.

"Hmph, they are truly evil beasts!" Chang Qing saw this as if to confirm his thoughts, and looked at the two monsters with disgust in his eyes.

The black flame faces kept transforming into black tribute incense, and the Shinto fortune sticks that appeared out of thin air kept breaking the fairy fire cage that besieged them.

Wherever the black incense penetrated, the fairy fire became unstable for a while. This allowed Changqing to feel for the first time the magical power of the incense, which could actually shake the power of the fairy fire.

Soon, part of the fairy fire was absorbed, and the two black mice had no intention of escaping. Amidst the strange squeaking, black mist surged and formed a black incense burner, which then exploded at an extremely fast speed, and two dwarfs wearing crimson purple official robes emerged, with the Jinxian crowns on their heads tilted to reveal their pointed ears.

He transformed into a human body. He was not as powerful as the Demon King, but he could actually transform into a human form. Chang Qing suddenly felt that he was short-sighted. The incense and fire gods were indeed extraordinary and obviously had more secrets.

"You have already formed a golden body. If you abandon it, it would be an exaggeration to say that you are short-sighted!"

"We have practiced for hundreds of years and finally gained consciousness. We were originally auspicious white rats. Our kindness earned us the establishment of temples within a radius of dozens of miles. We have been worshipping the gods for a hundred years, but have achieved little! The demon tribe of the South China Sea felt very sorry for us because we were trapped in a small temple. They gave us a way to escape and even allowed us to condense the incense of a hundred years of practice back into our physical bodies."

"The South Territory was in chaos, and some humans fled or died. The incense offerings have dropped dramatically over the past few years. Are we going to be trapped by the golden body and die because of the loss of incense offerings? These mortals easily abandoned us and fled alone. How can we be willing? We don't want to die. Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. We are all trying to survive. What have we done wrong?"

As the two dwarfs talked, black blood began to flow from their eyes, and their clothes were stained with black grease.

The black incense burner quickly enlarged and smashed towards Changqing, but was cut in half by a green light.

The black incense debt rolled back, causing the two villains to change their expressions.

"That's perfect. You have your reasons, and I have mine. Your reasons are too complicated, not as simple as mine. I don't like you, so I want to kill you. What do you think?"

Is this really the reason for longevity? Maybe, maybe not, but it is true that I don’t like it.

The two dwarfs looked grim. They could feel that what they saw in front of them was not a human being, but an awakened demon, spreading monstrous evil thoughts.

The official robe swelled up like a toad, and black mist continued to flow out from around his body, turning into a blood-red book of vows and merits.

Blood flowed, and the book of merit opened to the first page. The golden incense power was instantly dyed blood red. Thousands of faces had their own bodies, but they seemed to have their souls controlled, leaving only overwhelming resentment. They looked at Changqing as if they saw an ugly man, and rushed forward with fangs and claws.

“They are all poor people~”

With a faint sigh, the green light in Changqing's palm dissipated, and he took half a step forward instead, but this half step was extremely slow. Countless green spiritual patterns under his feet extended madly with this half step. The Qingtian Nianqing Jue turned into spiritual patterns that appeared in the air, and then the spiritual patterns came to life and were imprinted between everyone's eyebrows.

Behind each spiritual pattern is a thin spiritual thread, which makes the people formed by the incense to stagnate.

The tremendous resentment on the faces of these incense burners suddenly subsided, and even the blood-red power of the incense turned back into gold. Everyone looked at everyone in confusion, with only emptiness in their eyes.

"Dear pilgrims..." Chang Qing sighed as he looked at these people with empty eyes, "Do you still remember the two auspicious Rat Fairy Temples from back then?"

Suddenly, streams of red blood emerged from the empty eyes of the confused incense burners. They were originally a wish, but the Rat Immortal dug out their blood and refined them into such an appearance!

The blood-colored Book of Merit trembled violently and was about to slip out of the hand, but was held down tightly by the larger dwarf.

"How could it be! ..."

Golden threads sprang out from the blood-colored Book of Merit, tightly wrapping around his hands that were holding the book. The threads were getting tighter and tighter, breaking his flesh and revealing his bones. There was even a kind of hatred in the golden threads, as if they wanted to break the dwarf's hands.

Furthermore, golden incense threads followed the evil karma in the clear, tightly wrapping around the neck of another dwarf.