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Looking at the mountain across the water from Yanwu country, it is mostly a plain area, there is a county adjacent to it, because there are many elk in the mountain, so it is called Lu County.

When it was close to noon, Ziyang took the little monk all the way to the Qilong River, only to see the precipitation surging, the fierce waves rolling, connecting to the sky, the water vapor was pervasive, it was difficult to gather clouds and fly, so he said, "This river is so dark, there must be a demon to haunt it"

"Demons? Why can't I see it" The little monk dipped his hands into the river water, washed his face, and washed away all the dark colors, revealing a white, tender and fat little face, and the nine red spots on the back of his head became clearly visible.

Ziyang shook his head, didn't speak, took out a small turtle from his arms and said, "If you want to cross the river, it seems that you have to rely on it."

The little monk approached to take a look, pouted and said, "It's just an old turtle that has just been around for a thousand years, if you can't hold the one in the water, won't you want to make food for nothing?" ”

"Can't you see it, how do you know that this thousand-year-old turtle is the opponent in the water" Ziyang raised his eyebrows and glanced at the little monk and smiled.

"I'm tired and hungry, I don't have the strength to open my eyes and naturally can't see, but I can feel it" The little monk raised his shoulders and wrapped a pair of lotus arms around his chest, squeezing the fat on his wrists into deeper furrows.

"The dry food along the way has basically fed your stomach" In the face of Huitong's appetite, Ziyang was a little overwhelmed.

"Hey, I don't know why, I'm always hungry," he said, smacking his lips and sticking out his little tongue to lick his dry lips.

"When we cross the river first, let's go and make some vegetarian rice" Ziyang covered his eyes with his hands and looked into the distance, except for the vast river and turbulent waves, he almost couldn't see anyone.

"Okay, it seems that we can only cross the river with this guy" The little monk pouted and looked reluctant, and then said, "Be careful with the soul of that child you carry, don't invite monsters, in case we are not opponents, wouldn't we have to lose our wife and soldiers?" ”

"You know about the lady and the soldier at a young age?" Ziyang really didn't dare to compliment the little monk's words, and the two sword eyebrows were wrongly sneered, "Even if I'm not an opponent, you can definitely beat it."

"I don't know anything, how can I fight" Seeing Ziyang's evil expression, he couldn't help but shrink his fat and short neck

"Don't worry, it's noon, when the yang energy is at its peak, there is generally no big problem, it shouldn't come out, we can cross the river with peace of mind" After that, the little turtle was thrown into the water, and at the same time, the dust was thrown on the hard shell three times, only to see that the small turtle instantly became the size of a fishing boat, and the stout four turtle heads also seeped out, floating motionless in the water.

Ziyang held the little monk in his arms, then flew up and jumped on the back of the turtle, and with a flick of the dust in his hand, the turtle began to slowly swim towards the river.

The closer to the middle of the stream, the more ferocious the river, the surrounding upturned waves and water vapor are all dark general color, this is the wind and sunshine of the weather, but in the river but it feels like a storm and rain rushing down, especially the tumbling splash, as if mixed with fragrant ash, except for the surface of the layer is still crystal clear, the rest of the basic can not see any river insects and fine fish.

"Brother Ziyang, it seems to have come up," the little monk said with a trembling childish voice after looking down.

"Don't be afraid" Ziyang said as he shook off the dust, and the slow-moving old turtle quickly sped up, and arrived at Jiang Zhengzhong in a moment.

It was also at this moment that suddenly a black shadow quickly swam past the old turtle's body, and the huge head instantly drilled into and stretched out, only a long tail quickly turned out of the water, and hit the old turtle's body mercilessly, instantly entangled it and dragged it into the river and stretched out.

Ziyang flew up with the little monk in his arms, shook off the dust lightly, and instantly shot out several golden lights, and quickly rushed into the water like a red gold copper arrow, chasing the black shadow.

There were no clouds on the surface of the river, and without support and borrowing points, the two of them instantly fell into the river and sank to a depth of five or six meters.

The river is extremely evil, the water escape technique cannot be carried out, Ziyang can only hold his breath and sneak to the little monk's side and grab the corner of his clothes, just as he was about to pull back, suddenly a huge beast head appeared, it seemed to stretch out a short claw, and grabbed the corner of the little monk's clothes on the other side, and in an instant, the clothes and pants were torn apart, and the little monk's white and tender body floated in the water, and it seemed that he had choked to death.

Ziyang shook off the dust, wrapped it around his little short legs and finally dragged him into his arms, without water escape, underwater combat is not Ziyang's strong point, and the moment he kept the little monk, he began to go upstream quickly.

The speed was very fast, but the speed of the black shadow was even faster, and when it was about to rush out of the water, suddenly the entire lower body was entangled by the monster, and at the same time, a three-toed claw as sharp as a hook quickly hooked into the flesh of his thigh, and the two sword eyebrows wrinkled when Ziyang boarded.

The sword finger swiped the center of the eyebrows, quickly drew three blood talismans in the water, threw it down, and hit the monster's body, only to hear an extremely strange long roar, just like the sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds grinding and hitting each other, and instantly let go of the restraints, Ziyang took this opportunity to kick on the beast's head, and flew out of the river with the power of the reverse thrust more than three zhang high.

The monster seemed to be enraged, and jumped out of the river, and in an instant its head disappeared into the clouds, and Ziyang fixed his eyes on it to see that it was actually a black Jiao who was about to become a dragon, and immediately gasped.

The black Jiao's head, whiskers, and horns have basically been transformed, and the black scales have also turned into white scales, and it only takes three claws to become five claws to fly to the fairy world, but it's a pity that the blood on this Jiao's body is too heavy, I'm afraid that it can't pass the power of thunder, but why attack yourself?

All he thought about was between the calcium carbide firelight, and while he was still in the air, he instantly drew seven dragon descending talismans, directly hitting the head, body, tail, fins, and three inches of reverse bones under the black Jiao, seven inches of hanging gall on the back, and no scales in the middle of the abdomen.

None of them missed, only to hear the roar in the sky, the river instantly hung high, up and down the night, a hundred purple-red thunderbolts suddenly appeared in the clear sky, and instantly hit the skull of the black Jiao, and in an instant the behemoth fell into the river like soft mud.

Ziyang held the little monk and was dizzy from being hit by the falling black dragon, and instantly sank into a valley at the bottom of the river, and his back was hit many times, and the entire covering robe was shattered before he slowly stopped.

The little monk was already unconscious, and his mouth was still spitting water bubbles, and the strange thing was that his stomach was not swollen, obviously not because of choking.

Ziyang stood up, only to see that there were sparkling water waves around him, and there was a huge circular stone chamber in the canyon, and the stone walls were inlaid with all kinds of rare stones, dazzling and bright.

The body of the black Jiao was upturned in the stone chamber, the huge head was about half a foot high, about a hundred feet wide, and the erected black fins were like a continuous mountain ridge, left and right, and in some places they had been shattered, turning over the bright red flesh and blood gushing out like a spring.

The dragon is full of treasures, which is not false at all, and this Jiao also has a habit of collecting treasures, but you can see the decoration in this stone cave.

The dragon's head bone has been split, and the entire pitch-black and hard linskin has almost been half taken off, Ziyang saw that its white and tender belly was shining with emerald light, so he put the little monk aside, and walked over to see that it was actually an emerald sword inserted into the body.

There are two green dragons coiled on the sharp double blades, one dragon eyes are decorated with fire beads, the other dragon eyes are decorated with water beads, the hilt of the sword is tightly wrapped by a ribbon of green feather brocade that looks like satin, and the luxurious and exquisite scabbard is decorated with rare treasures, which are extremely beautiful.

Ziyang held the sword in his hand, and suddenly his fingers were numb, and his arm ached, and with a click, the whole arm was dislocated and hung down softly.

The sword fell off from his hand, Ziyang sword eyebrows, left and right holding his right hand upward, and then took it back, remembering that the master said that he had nothing to do with the sword in this life, so he couldn't practice Xuanqing swordsmanship, so he passed on his Emperor Jade Whisk Dust and Eight Crowns Soul Bell, at the time I didn't believe it, but now it seems that this is the case, when I just held it in the palm of my hand, the Xuanqing Pure Qi in my body and this sword were mutually exclusive, not that I couldn't control it, but I just didn't have a chance.

I wanted to leave, but after thinking about it, Ziyang turned back again, held the sword in his hand, and said to him, "The poor road has nothing to do with you, but there is a fairy in Taijing, and you don't want to see each other."

After speaking, I heard a clanging sound coming from the spine of the sword, and then the feeling of rejection disappeared in an instant, the whole sword was as light as a feather, and the double dragon on the sword raised its head slightly as if it was alive and turned to look at Ziyang.

"Poor people are outsiders, and they don't talk nonsense," Ziyang said with a smile.

The two dragon heads bowed slightly, then turned back and froze.

Carrying the sword, he walked to the dead black Jiao, stabbed forward gently, and with a pick, he saw a crystal clear bead flying out of his eye socket and falling into Ziyang's hand, and then he also pulled out the other dragon eye, looked at it and smiled, "This dust bead and fire bead are still used" and put it into his waist as he spoke.

Throwing the whole body of the black Jiao away from the abdomen, I saw that it was full of white bones, and general rotting corpses that had been digested by gastric juice, most of them were fish and shrimp, there were also many people, and there was even a newborn baby, who looked like it had just been swallowed not long ago, and when it was exposed to light, it made a loud cry.

Hold the baby out, the white and tender skin is full of wounds, fortunately there are no deep tooth marks and the like, this is a little clear why this thunder wants to split it, and this Jiao hidden at the bottom of the river does not dare to show the surface of the water is also because of fear, if he is not provoked by him today, he will not jump into the clouds and suffer this catastrophe.

The old turtle also drilled out of the belly of the black jiao, Ziyang picked up the little monk and sat on its back, and swam towards the river.

After jumping out of the river, it took less than a moment to reach the opposite bank, Ziyang **** on his upper body, the little monk was simply ****, and there was a little milk baby, put away the old turtle and put it into his waist, looked forward, and saw a small town not far away, with blue tile and stone walls, and it looked very rich.

Turning his head sideways, he happened to see a girl who was doing laundry, with white and tender skin and beautiful face, especially the smile on the corner of his lips when he turned his face sideways, which made him think of Zhu Yifei, who he hadn't seen for a long time, and suddenly a wisp of longing appeared in his heart.

After thinking about it, he turned into a dress and walked towards the girl.........