That ancient man had no good intentions towards him, so Chen Feng subconsciously felt that this gluttonous power was not a good thing.
But without it today, he had been killed by Uncle Zhang.
"Does Uncle Zhang have what he needs?" After thinking about it for a long time, Chen Feng came to such a conclusion.
After all, he can't control the power of Taotie, so how can he use it for himself?
Seeing that he couldn't figure it out, Chen Feng simply stopped thinking about it. After all, Taotie's power didn't do anything bad to him.
Even if the power of Taotie wants to do something to him in the future, he may not be able to stop it.
After taking a look at the ruins around him, Chen Feng called softly: "Little black snake?"
After waiting for a minute or two, a rustling sound came from not far away. Chen Feng lowered his head and looked over, and saw the little black snake crawling over with a weak breath.
Chen Feng picked up the little black snake and his expression changed when he saw its appearance: "Why has it become so serious?"
The little black snake was injured before, but it wasn't that serious. But within ten minutes, why did he look like he was going to die at any time?
The little black snake raised its head with difficulty, gently rubbed Chen Feng's hand, and then lowered it weakly.
After understanding what the little black snake meant, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He thought the little black snake was going to die.
Carefully putting away the little black snake, Chen Feng quickly recovered from his injuries.
When Zhang Ping arrived, he saw that one-third of Heishui Town had been razed to the ground, and a pungent smell filled the air.
"How could this happen? Could it be that the elders of Xuan Dao Sect are here?"
This is the only possibility that Zhang Ping can think of that could cause such a scene.
"Chen Feng, please don't let anything happen to you." Zhang Ping thought to himself and quickly approached the yard where he was.
If Chen Feng was captured by the Xuan Dao Sect, Zhang Ping simply couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.
There are ruins everywhere you look, and occasionally you can see one or two brave people looking for something in the ruins.
The closer he got to the courtyard where Chen Feng was, the heavier the smell of blood in the air became, and Zhang Ping felt his heart beating very fast.
He kept praying in his heart and finally arrived at the courtyard where Chen Feng was.
There was a ruin somewhere, and there were some scattered corpses on the ground. In the center of the battlefield, a man covered in blood and whose face could not be seen clearly sat there.
"Is it Chen Feng?" Zhang Ping was suspended in the air, looking at the man and not daring to approach him for a while.
He was tempted to test, but he was also afraid that this person was Chen Feng, and it would be bad if he angered him.
Chen Feng had already noticed Zhang Ping's approach, and after knowing it was him, he continued to restore his spiritual energy.
At least during the time he was cooperating with Xuanzhu, neither Zhang Ping nor Duan Xinpo would blatantly attack him.
After waiting for a long time, seeing that Zhang Ping still didn't come down, Chen Feng opened his eyes. He was being stared at all the time while practicing, and he didn't dare to concentrate on recovering, for fear that he would sneak up on him from behind.