Lingbi Middle School is deserted.

It has snowed for more than half a month, and the building has long been empty.

No.

And one more person.

In the faculty dormitory, the middle-aged Taoist priest Sun Huaiyi finished several days of meditation, got up and got out of bed, made a cup of hot tea, and looked out the window at the early morning sky.

"Three ancient mountains, Fuling, Yushan, Bingsheng, and Yun Mengze, the four great demons who moved mountains came together, making a big formation. ”

Sun Huaiyi spit out the tea leaves in his mouth and sneered: "What do you want to do? Do you want to fight for the tiger? Or kill Bai Qiong, the Dragon King of Chujiang? ”

There was silence for a long time in the cramped and gloomy room.

"Joke! When will the Terrans need to wait for the demons to come to their rescue?"

Sun Huaiyi smoothed his robe, picked up the cracked mobile phone from the corner of the wall, and pinched it together to use.

Make a call.

"Hey, Sun Huaiyi, how many days have you been unable to get through on the phone......"

"Fellow Daoist, I'm not going back to Qingcheng Mountain. ”

"What do you mean? You're going to ......?"

"In his position, he took over the position of the director of the Forbidden City Jiangnan, and he thought of this day. Sun Huaiyi's eyebrows lowered, staring at the reflection in the tea.

"The boss has already said that the Dragon King of Chujiang will not fly away and dissipate if he does not die, if he wants to take the third way, he will come to Jiangnan in person......"

"Can't wait. ”

Sun Huaiyi drank the hot tea in one gulp, looked out the window, and suddenly smiled: "Today, if you don't die a human race moving mountains, you will let those demons outside look down on my human race!

"Don't do anything stupid!"

The voice on the other end of the line became heavy.

"Fellow Daoists, working with colleagues in the Forbidden City for many years is the most happy thing in Poor Dao's life in addition to being recognized by Qingcheng Mountain, okay, don't talk about it, the snow will stop immediately. ”

Honk!

Sun Huaiyi hung up the phone, and his deep eyes seemed to pass through the barrier of walls, trees, and mountains, and saw the Chu River in the distance.

At his feet, the entire Lingbi City had rumbled and shook for a long time.

......

The morning light is faint, the sky is clear, and there are only some small snowflakes like salt grains floating here and there.

The snow is finally stopping.

But the wind is going to rise again.

High in the sky, eight hundred miles of clouds and dreams cover an extremely vast sky, and the light of the rising sun is refracted in the water, clear as a large piece of fairy jade greenstone.

The priest stood at the forefront.

Ye Ling stepped on a snow-white fairy sword and stood side by side with him, some extremely faint white mist was filled around his body, and there were faint bright golden threads flowing in the mist.

In fact, the priest had not completely lied to him before.

The Pure Yang Sword, an earth immortal soldier, can really only rely on the control of the swallowing knife in order to exert its true strength.

Ye Ling stretched out his hand to catch a snow particle, turned his head and asked, "Is it time?"

"Hmm. ”

The priest nodded and said to the three big demons behind him: "I will find out the figure of Lord Bai Qiong, the flying soul and the pig gang are responsible for containment, and the concubine of the rain master protects Ye Ling." ”

"The last general commands!" "Yes!"

The flying soul and the pig gang returned at the same time.

"Until I die, Lord White Dome will never be able to get close to Childe. ”

Concubine Yu said softly.

The priest said to Ye Ling again: "Don't worry about anything that happens, you just need to hand over that sword." ”

Ye Ling took a deep breath and replied in a deep voice, "My sword will be slashed at the dragon's head." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's up to us to end this today!"

The priest laughed loudly, and with a wave of his robe, the water of Yunmengze turned into a downpour and fell, enveloping the heavens and the earth in an instant.

Maybe it can't be described as raindrops.

Because the rain that falls is extremely long, like a curtain and a curtain, each one connects the heavens and the earth, like a fishing line thrown down by an immortal from the clouds.

Rushing!

The water of Yunmengze fell into the Chu River and soon merged with the water of the Chu River.

"Give it to me!"

The priest's expression was solemn, his five fingers were spread out, and the power of moving mountains and seas was born in the palm of his hand.

Creak!

The rain line that seeped into the surface of the river suddenly straightened, making a piercing sound like a string straightening, and then it was as if a blue-white rope pulled up the entire Chu River.

Yes, like a miracle.

A river was pulled up like that.

Starting from this section of the river at the boundary of Lingbi City, the entire mighty Chu River was convex, and it was pulled up into the air by the divine officer with his own strength!

Ten meters!

One hundred meters!

Three hundred meters!

The ground trembled non-stop, thousands of meters wide, hundreds of zhang deep Chu River rose into the sky little by little, some out of control of the water like thousands of waterfalls falling, big waves crashing on the shore, washing the snow on both sides of the Chu River.

"Priest...... It's fierce. ”

Ye Linggang and Concubine Yu flew to Yushan, turned their heads and saw this scene, dumbfounded.

He looked at the Chu River that was about to reveal the riverbed, and said in his heart, Is this the power that the mountain moving realm in the mountains and seas has? How strong will the fairyland realm be?

On Fuling Mountain, Zhu Gangguan couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"The priest is really still a priest, and his name is well deserved!"

On the Soldier Sacred Mountain, the flying general's soul clenched the silver-white lance, the war horse neighed, the ground behind him cracked, and the hands holding weapons stuck out of the ground.

"All the soldiers listen to the order and fight with me!"

Thousands of Yin soldiers crawled out of the ground, and the Iron Horse Binghe broke his dream!

With a shout, the broken banner was raised, and the flying general soul rode a red horse to charge, and the blue-black iron horse torrent behind him followed closely and rushed down from the Soldier Holy Mountain.

Kick, Kick!

In the neat and loud sound of iron hooves, the surface of the Chu River was finally lifted up by the priest, revealing the damp riverbed.

Looking down from the sky, it looks like a huge canyon in the silt of the riverbed.

The chains of the avenue, which were as thick as water tanks, stretched across the two sides, and the viscous silt slid down, revealing a transparent ice white, and countless blue-purple talismans were suspended in the air, engraved with snowflake patterns, and the gods were brilliant.

The muddy swamp where countless schools of fish were jumping suddenly shook slightly.

"Aang!"

Large patches of mud slipped from his eyes, and a pair of upside-down golden pupils opened.

"The Dragon King of Chujiang has woken up. ”

Ye Ling felt that there were two great suns lit up under the Chu River, the light could not be seen directly, and the overwhelming imperial majesty descended, making people unable to breathe, their bones trembled, and their knees trembled greatly.

All the heavens and all the worlds, see the king bow down.

This is the strength of the Earth Immortal Realm, any ordinary creature must kneel when he sees the demon king, like an edict, and must not be disobeyed.

What's more, this is a dragon king, and the majesty of the dragon is incomparably stronger!

"Heh!!"

Ye Ling gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to split, and a fierce intent rose in his heart, desperately resisting the coercion coming from the dragon king's body, and his trembling legs became more and more straight.

Kneel?!

No way!

Even if his knees were to shatter, he wouldn't bow down to a dragon!

Ye Ling gasped heavily, and suddenly found that the mountain-moving demon like Concubine Yu turned out to be pale with a layer of fine sweat on her forehead.

Concubine Yu noticed his gaze and said with a wry smile: "Childe, I'm fine, it's just that Long Wei has suppressed my clan a lot, just rest for a while and get used to it, and you can use your sword with peace of mind." ”

The true dragon almost has an innate strong suppressive power for the rest of the pythons.

"Little demons in the world, you are good. ”

The Dragon King of the Chu River looked around, and his writhing figure was like a mountain range, almost continuing to crowd the entire Chu River channel.

"Priest, you are even better, you have served me for a thousand years, you are loyal, and you know that when your master wakes up, you will offer the flesh and blood sacrifice of the mountain moving demon. ”

The Dragon King of Chujiang let out a loud voice, piercing through the clouds, as if he had not been sealed for a thousand years at all.

The priest Zizhong didn't say a word, his expression was neither happy nor sad, and his robe was frantically agitating, trying his best to maintain the scene of Chu Jiang in the sky.

Bell!

With the awakening of the Dragon King of Chujiang, the Great Dao Divine Chain wrapped around the dragon body cracked one after another, and those blue-purple runes suspended exhausted the last of their divine power, burned into flames, and fell into the mud.

The seal of the mountains and seas left by the Pure Yang True Monarch is broken!

The dragon's breath like an abyss and a sea quickly filled, and soon it was between heaven and earth.

A few seconds later.

Not a single snowflake fell between heaven and earth.

"Pure Yang, it's been a thousand years, and I've finally broken free!"

The white head as big as a mountain peak slowly lifted, and the mud on the elegant and noble white dragon scales was directly annihilated into smoke, and a pair of hideous dragon horns shone brightly in the sunlight.

The Dragon King Heads Up!

Let out a hearty and crazy laugh.

The top of the Rain Mountain.

"I heard it, wait for me. ”

Ye Ling's expression was extremely peaceful, the wind blew across his resolute face, and his eyes were almost occupied by golden brilliance.

The golden threads that drifted away in the white mist, like hearing the supreme edict of the gods, gathered in wisps, and the ancient sword intent aura instantly climbed to the peak!