At this moment, the city lord was leading the Jinyi guard to stand on the top of a hill and look east.

There, the waves raged, churned, roared, and the mountain-like waves roared and crashed against the hills, boulders splashed, and trees toppled over.

Even though he was far away, the ground was still shaking beneath his feet, and his face was wet with foam.

Another wave crashed, and everyone looked up and saw a strange-looking dragon appear on the top of the mountain-like waves, stabilizing the wave and turning it into a sea and mountain.

"What kind of dragon is this?" Zhou Jiufeng said in surprise, in their memory, the dragon or Jiaolong, the body was bent like a snake, or a five-clawed golden dragon, and the majesty was subdued.

But the dragon in front of him was neither, its dragon head was unusual, dark, heavy, and large, like a hammer, firmly hung by a thin neck.

The body below the neck is also unusual, like a turtle, with a belly bulging like a drum, and a tail like a drumstick, hitting the water and standing at the head of the waves.

On its back, it was a different scene, with heavy dragon scales pressed against its mountain-high back, and the majestic and compelling momentum came to its face.

"Mountain language. Aunt Qing said.

This dragon is also a well-known existence in the dragon clan, and Aunt Qing only heard his mother say that the tambourine of the king of the Eastern Wilderness is covered by the dragon's skin.

After seeing the people on the top of the mountain, he roared at them, and the sea and mountains leaned towards them under the impetus of the waves.

The wind swept in with the dragon's roar, the branches of the trees broke one after another, and the flying sand and stones flew all over the sky, making the brocade guards behind him stagger.

"Go back and help the people get out of town quickly. Aunt Qing clenched the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, stared at Shanyu tightly, and said to the Jinyi guard behind her.

"City Lord, we are with you. Zhou Jiufeng said resolutely, and the surrounding Jinyi guards also nodded solemnly, vowing to live and die together with the city lord.

"Stay here and wait for death?" the city lord looked at the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, "This umbrella was left by the King of the Eastern Wilderness, and it has her breath on it, and the mountain language doesn't dare to do anything to me." ”

So it was, Zhou Jiufeng and the others were relieved now, and after they said goodbye to the city lord, they got on their horses and turned around and rushed to the town below the mountain.

The town is at the foot of the mountain, not big, square, with stone bridges, pavilions, and stone paths, it is a quiet town.

Before the appearance of the rest of their lives, this town was also the most famous town in Yangzhou City, they made a living from sea salt, and every family had money, and often invited the demon hunting master to catch demons.

Now the tranquility of the town has been broken, and Zhou Jiufeng, who was running on the hillside, looked condescendingly, and the whole town was still in chaos even under the escort of the Jinyi guard.

Many fleeing monsters rushed down from the mountain, ignoring the barriers of the town's fence and crashing all the way, desperately trying to get out of the high waves overhead.

They knocked down the house, turned a blind eye to the Jinyi guards, and even caused a fire in the rain, and the whole town was in chaos for a while.

When Zhou Jiufeng came to the front of the town, the town was no longer satisfied with the appearance of the past.

"Quick, get everyone out of here. Zhou Jiufeng rode into the town, leaned over and picked up an unattended child and threw it to the Jinyi guard next to him, and said to the little sister of the Jinyi Wei Bu who greeted him.

Bu Xiaomei said: "Most of the people have left, but this wave is falling..."

Bu Xiaomei stopped talking, the waves of this mountain are falling, and with the footsteps of the people in the town, even if it is fast, it will be swept away, not to mention that the mountain road is still slippery.

"The lord of the city is holding back, fighting for a moment is a moment. Zhou Jiufeng said and instructed his subordinates, "You check all the way along the town, and be careful that some people don't leave in time." ”

"Yes. The brocade guards said yes and dispersed.

Zhou Jiufeng glanced back again, and saw that the city lord was holding an oil-paper umbrella and stepping on a sword in the sky, confronting Shanyu.

"We're going to help too. Zhou Jiufeng patted his horse and went to the depths of the town, and Bu Xiaomei followed closely.

In the past, Aunt Qing heard the king of the Eastern Wilderness speak mountain language in a playful tone.

She said that the mountain language was the most grumpy and lazy of the dragons, and it was also the most vocal of the dragons.

When beating its own belly with a tailhammer, the sound of the drum sounded by the mountain belly is pleasant to the ear, which is enough to cause the mountains and rivers to change and the hearts of the people to move.

Now Aunt Qing finds that facing the mountain language is not as easy as the king of the Eastern Wilderness said.

Standing in front of Shanyu, the air flow surging between its breaths, the mountains and rivers disappear in the blink of an eye, the rock-like cold dragon scales, and the majesty exuded by its body is terrifying.

Rao is like this, the city lord still stands in front of Shanyu without hesitation, and when accepting the offerings brought by the people of the city, these are what she should do.

"Stop!" Aunt Qing held an umbrella and stood in front of Shanyu, "Quickly retreat into the sea, otherwise I'm welcome." ”

"Huh..."Shanyu didn't speak to her at all, and craned his neck and let out a long howl, and the wind rushed towards the city lord with the sea.

The city lord took a step back, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was in front of him, and he "brushed" around the handle of the umbrella, and in an instant, it changed from an oil-paper umbrella to a sword umbrella.

The sword of this sword umbrella is centered on the handle of the umbrella, and it hides the castle lord tightly, keeping the wind and sea water out effortlessly.

The mountain did not stop, and when he was about to stretch his neck to come again, the city lord shouted: "Beast, you don't know how to stop, and you don't see who left this umbrella." ”

Shanyu, who was about to exhale, really stopped, it stretched its neck, and its presbyopia-like eyes were pressed against the sword umbrella in front of the city lord.

When the city lord breathed a sigh of relief and thought that there was a chance to slow down, "bang", Shanyu shook up its hammer-like dragon head and smashed it on the sword umbrella.

For a while, the mountain shook the ground, and the rocks under the feet not far away were also shaken into powder.

The sword umbrella was cast by the king of the Eastern Wilderness, needless to say the power of the magic weapon, under the hammer of the mountain language, it did not collapse, and it guarded the key point for the city lord.

Even so, the city lord was knocked out by the huge force from the handle of the umbrella.

Zhou Jiufeng and Bu Xiaomei, who were helping the people flee in the town, turned around and saw the city lord falling from the sky, so they hurriedly turned their horses' heads and chased in the direction where they fell.

The castle lord tried to stabilize himself in the air, and after failing in his attempt, he reached out and took the oil-paper umbrella that fell at the same time into his hand, like a parachute, so that the momentum of descent was slightly slower.

Even so, the speed of the city lord was still very high when he landed, and he had to close the umbrella and point it on the ground, and after relieving the impact, he staggered and fell, and was held by Zhou Jiufeng, who arrived by the horse.

"City Lord, are you okay?" Zhou Jiufeng asked with concern, and Bu Xiaomei checked the wounds on her body.

"It's fine. The city lord waved her hand, and she was just about to stand up, when her body went weak and fell into Zhou Jiufeng's arms.

She was so sore in the chest that she couldn't stand up for a moment.

This mountain language is far more powerful than gluttony, and a gesture is enough to overwhelm the mountains and seas.

At this moment, "Knock knock, knock knock", the sky sounded a majestic and pleasant drumbeat, and there was pathos in the drum, accompanied by the dragon's chant and the falling rain, as if the heaven and the earth were sad.

Almost everyone, including the people who were on the run, the demon beasts, and the Jinyi Guards who helped the people leave, were covered with a layer of sadness in their hearts.

The movements of the hands, the footsteps stopped unconsciously.

They looked back and saw that the mountain language of the wave was beating its belly with its tail like a drumstick, and its belly was white and bright, and it was glowing with white light, and the drum beat was fascinating.

Although the drum beat is majestic, the sadness cannot be concealed. Looking at the mountain language beating his belly, Zhou Jiufeng felt that it had a lot to say and a lot of sorrow to tell.

Only the city lord saw that something unusual, and she found that under the continuous beating of the drum, the waves under the foot of the mountain were constantly rising.

Now we are halfway between the top of the mountain and the clouds.

"Don't be in a daze, run, run!" Aunt Qing pushed Zhou Jiufeng, who was obsessed with drumming, hard.

However, it was too late, and before Zhou Jiufeng could come back to his senses, under a heavy hammer from the mountain language, the high sea mountain crossed the top of the mountain and fell towards the town.

In an instant, the crowd who was immersed in the sound of the drums came to their senses, and looked at the catastrophe above their heads, some screamed, some screamed, and some wept.

"Stop!" Just when everyone thought that their fate was about to end, a man appeared where the waves fell, and he stood out of thin air, stretched out his right hand, and pressed against the waves.

The mountain-like waves seemed to be held up by his small palms, and the unruly roar gradually returned to calm.

The person who was waiting for death with his eyes closed opened his eyes and looked at the insignificant figure in front of Haishan, Zhou Jiufeng said in surprise: "It's Shopkeeper Yu!"

Aunt Qing nodded, stood up stubbornly, and was worried about being able to jump on this sea mountain and mountain language for the rest of her life, only to see that with the rest of her body as the center, the sea and mountain gradually turned into ice.

Shanyu above his head froze, watching the ice spread rapidly, until its tail was also frozen in the sea and mountain, and Shanyu finally came to his senses.

It swung its tail hammer under the ice, broke through the ice, and slid down the iceberg towards Yu Sheng, and at the same time its head was swinging vigorously, ready to give Yu Sheng a hammer.

"You hammer, stop Lao Tzu!" Yu Sheng's body flashed and appeared on the other side of Shanyu.