The injured began to unable to inhale the air, their faces became even more purple, and terrible ecchymns appeared on their bodies. Even the blood flowing from their wounds turned black.

"Plague! It's typhoid fever, it's typhoid fever!"

The soldiers under Zheng Xiaoming began to shout: "That's how my parents died!"

Many people recognized that this was a plague and were hurt by many, Zheng Xiaoming's men were all afraid of changing their colors and retreating.

Even when you see your wounded comrades, you feel like you see the source of fear.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Xiaoming's face changed slightly: "There are no strong acids in these demons, but there are viruses!"

But soon he snorted coldly and said, "What are you afraid of? It's just a plague, look at me!"

As he said this, the sharp thorns on the Holy Demon Thorns flew out like silver needles, piercing into the bodies of these injured people.

The injured people who were originally unable to breathe immediately became breathless, their blue faces began to relieve, and the ecchymns on their bodies were quickly dissipating.

It is obvious that the plague on them is being cured.

At this moment, all the subordinates of Zheng Xiaoming looked at him as if they had seen immortals, gods, saints, hopes and saviors.

Why was Taiping Road popular in Henan and the north and south in just a short period of time, with hundreds of millions of believers?

It is because Zhang Jiao can use talisman water to cure diseases, so the gods believe it.

At this moment, Zheng Xiaoming was able to cure the plague. In the eyes of these people, Zheng Xiaoming was a god and an immortal.

At this moment, they probably wouldn't refuse anything Zheng Xiaoming asked them to do!

However, Zheng Xiaoming felt a little sank in his heart. There were not too many thorns of holy virtue in his hands. Although every victory on the way would greatly increase his thorns of holy virtue.

But now, with the holy virtue thorns accumulated in his hands, it would be good to be able to save hundreds of people. More people are afraid they are powerless.

What's more, Zheng Xiaoming didn't dare to save people on a large scale...

Zhang Jiao, Taiping Dao, had just used Fu Shui to cure diseases and save people, and then he rebelled with man.

You Zheng Xiaoming will also use Fushui to treat diseases immediately. What do you want to do?

At this moment when the Yellow Turban Uprising was not suppressed, it is probably not a good thing to expose the means of using magical powers to cure the plague, and it will cause the court to be taboo!

However, I don’t know what the situation in the city is now. If the plague spreads throughout the city, the situation will be terrible!

But it is not the time to consider these things first, and to eliminate the demons in the city before talking about other things.

As for the origin of these demons, it must be related to the altar in the city. Let’s go and have a look first!

Zheng Xiaoming ordered to take his men to the altar in the city.

I originally thought that the road would be very dangerous and encountered countless demonic attacks.

However, unexpectedly, Zheng Xiaoming and his men came to the altar easily.

You can see that the altar is surrounded by black gas. In the rolling black gas, a Taoist sat cross-legged, his clothes and hair flying, as if the demon king had arrived in the world.

Zheng Xiaoming sighed lightly: "I didn't expect that Zhao Hongqu Shuai would stay in the city and break the rear of the Yellow Turbans. It's really admirable!"

The Taoist on the altar was Zhao Hong, who was originally the Yellow Turban of Wancheng, who took over as the envoy of the gods after Zhang Mancheng.

But when he saw this man smiled slightly, without any sign of being crazy, he said lightly: "We told the brothers in the church that we would destroy the heavens and build the Huangtian again. We should establish the Huangtian world where everyone has food to eat, everyone has clothes to wear, everyone has homeowners, and everyone has fields to plant.

It’s impossible to sacrifice, just let others come. Let’s hide behind us, right?”

When Zheng Xiaoming heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Although he admired the Yellow Turban Coach, he certainly knew from his knowledge that what Zhao Hong said could not be done at all.

Even if they established the world of Huangtian, their ideals would never be fulfilled.

Supernatural powers are invincible to heaven, and human power cannot change the humanitarian process!

Unless one day, technology has reached the Yadis world, it will be possible to achieve it.

Forced this step will only lead to greater disasters!

Zheng Xiaoming couldn't help but sigh: "Ship Qu knows that your ideal will never be fulfilled, even if you establish the Huangtian World."

Before Zhao Hong could speak and refute, he said again: "Do you know how many people are there in this great man? Sixty million people.

Then do you know how much land a person needs to support himself? Is it twenty acres of land or thirty acres?

Wouldn’t there be many millions of acres of land in this world to support so many people?

However, if the people reproduce and give birth to children and grandchildren, if the population reaches 100 million, or 200 million, what if it is 300 million? How can there be so many fields in the world?"

Zhao Hong was stunned. They were in a hurry to get up, but they never thought of such a problem. They couldn't help but say: "The world is vast, we can cultivate more fertile land..."

As he said this, he felt a little guilty and felt it was not reliable. However, he comforted himself that there should be a way.

There is no way out. Maybe there is enough land for the Yangtze River and Yue, the northern desert and Liaodong, and the western regions outside the Great Wall, right?

However, after all, hearing Zheng Xiaoming say these words, his hostility was slightly weakened. He was originally going to launch it directly, but at this moment he couldn't help but say a few more words: "Also, don't worry. The Yellow Turbans are not people who kill indiscriminately, and they will not be so crazy that the people in the city will bury us for burial. The plague you are worried about will not spread throughout the city!

But I will never let you leave today if you wait for the Han army to kill my brothers and sons..."

As he said this, the demon clouds rolled, all gathering towards Zhao Hong, and the huge black clouds gathered on the altar disappeared in an instant.

However, Zhao Hong himself showed a look of pain, and his whole body began to swell.

Zheng Xiaoming's eyes flashed and he immediately took action. The boss was obviously transforming. He did not interrupt the attack at this time. Do you have to wait until the enemy's transformation is completed?

In an instant, Zheng Xiaoming's life was gone. All the holy virtue thorns turned into silver light needles and shot into Zhao Hong.

Holy virtue is the power of education, and can even save those who are slightly deviled and return.

At this time, although it was impossible to suppress Zhao Hong, who was sucking in the huge demonic energy, it was enough to make him stiff for a moment and even interrupt his mutation.

In an instant, Zhao Hong's body stiffened, and the changing body also froze.

Following Zheng Xiaoming, he burned all the benevolent and jade rice and blessing purple bamboo he had mastered, and finally turned into a long sword of merit...
Chapter completed!