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Hong Yao raised his eyes and looked at the empty sky.
Since this won't do, I'll send you to experience the feeling of flying.
Hong Yao activated the Spirit Controlling Technique and quickly flew towards the fuel truck at the bottom.
At the same time, spiritual energy enveloped the fuel truck.
The man and the carriage flew straight into the sky.
"F * ck, look at that!”
"Why is the tank truck flying?"
"There's still a figure there. What happened?”
"F * ck, hurry up and take a photo. The fuel tank truck can fly!”
The people not far away were all shocked when they saw the fuel tank truck soar into the sky.
Beside the car, there was a figure who seemed to be controlling it.
"Go to heaven!"
Just as the fuel truck was about to explode.
Hong Yao fiercely threw the fuel truck away.
"Whoosh!"
A sound of air breaking rang out, and the fuel truck instantly broke through the clouds.
Everyone below looked at this scene in a daze.
Looking at Hong Yao who was still in mid-air, she didn't understand why he did that.
"Bang!"
In the next second.
A violent explosion sounded between the clouds.
The flames exploded, and a violent shock wave destroyed all the clouds in the sky. There were no clouds for ten thousand miles, forming an incomparably huge circle.
The flames that reached the sky turned into real burning clouds.
Everyone within a thousand miles could clearly hear the violent explosion.
Even people within a radius of 10,000 miles could see a huge circular cloud.
The thick smoke covered the middle of the area, forming a black mushroom cloud.
" This…God…"
"The fuel truck…exploded again. If it didn't explode in the sky, it would have exploded on the ground.
Then we will all die without a burial place!”
"The power of this explosion is not inferior to the explosion of a cruise missile at all. It might even be much more powerful!”
Some people finally reacted. They looked at the figure in the sky with worshipping expressions.
It was this person who had saved them. This was their savior!
Some people knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their faces as they kowtowed in thanks.
"Immortal, it's an immortal. It's that little Taoist priest!”
Some people recognized the robe on Hong Yao's body and called out repeatedly.
"It's really him. Thank you for saving my life, Immortal. I can't repay you.”
"Heavens, if it wasn't for the Immortals appearing here in time, who knows how many of us would have died.”
"This is simply a great kindness. There really are immortals in this world.”
" Pa, pa, pa…I deserve to die. I was still questioning the authenticity of the immortals online."
A man slapped his own face with both hands in regret and repented.
"In the future, I will definitely be the most loyal believer of the Immortal!”
Danger removed!
Hong Yao retracted his gaze and looked at Yin Changkong's car.
Then, he flew down.
At this moment, a middle-aged couple and a young girl carried an old man out of the car.
The old man was already unconscious.
It seemed to have been hit.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, don't scare me!" The girl with long black hair pinched the old man's philtrum in panic as she exclaimed.
The middle-aged man anxiously called for help.
"Why hasn't the call connected yet?"
The man's face was pale and he was extremely anxious as he paced back and forth.
This old man was really Yin Changkong.
Hong Yao's expression tightened. He hurriedly walked up and squatted down.
"Who are you?"
The young girl looked at Hong Yao with a guarded expression. Her beautiful face was covered in tears.
"Who are you and what do you want? I'm telling you, don't do anything rash. Don't get close to my dad!”
The middle-aged man walked over and wanted to stop Hong Yao from getting close.
"I'm here to save Teacher Yin!"
Hong Yao's expression turned cold as he spoke in a cold voice.
The cold voice made the man freeze on the spot.
A powerful deterrent force made him not dare to move.
The middle-aged woman and the young girl were also stunned.
Hong Yao placed his hand on Yin Changkong's body.
Teacher Yin seemed to have aged very quickly in the past few years.
After not seeing her for a few years, her wrinkles had deepened a lot. Her hair was all gray, her face was thin, and there was not much flesh left on her body.
Hong Yao could feel that Yin Changkong seemed to be seriously ill.
However, Hong Yao was unable to save him immediately.
The gentle Spiritual Power in his hand slowly entered Yin Changkong's body.
The spiritual energy could temporarily repair Yin Changkong's body, but it was not a long-term solution.
With the help of his spiritual power, Yin Changkong's complexion began to improve, and his breathing became more natural.
Although he was still unconscious, he was fine for the time being.
"Alright, Teacher Yin has no more questions for now!”
Hong Yao heaved a sigh of relief and said in a gentle tone. There was no longer the coldness from before.
"Thank…Thank you."
The girl was the first to react and quickly thanked him.
"Benefactor, thank you so much. I can't repay your kindness. If it weren't for you, Old Master…"
The middle-aged woman also thanked him excitedly.
"Thank you. May I ask who you are? How do you know my father?”
The middle-aged man asked curiously.
Hong Yao didn't reply and only said,"
"When Teacher wakes up, tell him that I will come back to see him as soon as possible. He will naturally know.”
After saying that, Hong Yao directly flew away. He still had to rush to break through. There was no time to delay.
"Wait…"
The young girl stretched out her hand, wanting to persuade him to stay.
Then, he looked at Hong Yao flying into the sky in surprise.
"Immortal…Immortal…"
The three of them stared at Hong Yao's back in a daze.
They didn't know who Hong Yao was. They only knew that Hong Yao addressed Yin Changkong as his teacher, so he should be his student.
"It seems that the good deeds that Grandpa has done for so many years have paid off!”
the young girl said softly.
The man nodded and quickly helped Yin Changkong up.
"Quick, help Father up and send him to the nearby hospital first!”
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