On the Wu River, a whirlpool gradually grew larger, and finally became twenty or thirty feet.

In the whirlpool, a strange purple-black air flow gradually surged.

Yang Ziming was shocked and said: "My lord, this, this is ......"

He asked Yin Ming, but in this case, no one cared.

Even if he heard it, he only thought that he was speaking in the same county order.

Yin Ming suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it in midair.

A wisp of purple smoke grabbed him as if it were a substance, swirling around his fingertips.

Yin Ming twisted his fingers, his expression became more and more serious, and finally slowly spit out a word-

"Demon"!

This river god sacrifice actually has its existence, but it is not a god, but a demon!

The county commander's face changed greatly, and he suppressed his voice and said: "Little brother, don't say it, don't say it!"

Rumble!

A huge roar sounded, and the water splashed in the Wu River.

A behemoth jumped up from the river, and in an instant, even the water level of the river was three points lower.

On the bank of the river, the indifferent and numb crowd finally changed their faces.

One by one, they cried and called their mothers, and they were so frightened that they ran for their lives.

In an instant, only Yin Ming, Yang Ziming, and the county commander and Lao Lizheng were left by the river.

The county commander smiled bitterly: "Unexpectedly, after serving cautiously for twenty years, after all, something went wrong and angered the river god!"

There was also a hint of relief in his bitter smile.

Obviously, he has long felt physically and mentally exhausted from such activities.

Yang Ziming looked at the terrifying existence on the Wuhe River, and was even more speechless.

Above the Wu River, a monster like a small mountain is rising and falling, and its cold eyes are among the waves, staring at the riverbank.

Its shape is like a fish, the black body is covered with a lin, the dorsal fin is like a horn, and a pair of silver whiskers are two zhang long.

In the eyes of the innate powerhouse and Yin Ming, this thing is even more terrifying, and the body exudes black purple smoke, which looks very demonic.

Demonic!

Yin Ming's palm flipped, and the Wendao Zhu pen appeared in his hand.

This pen is nourished by the Tang Dynasty Wenyun, and a strange character has been printed on the simple pen body.

Although the Tang Dynasty emphasizes martial arts and light literature, there are thousands of people in the world, and the literary fortune of a country gathered together is not as idle.

Wendao Zhu pen revealed a solemn momentum, and even the terrifying "river god" was sideways.

Yin Ming shouted: "Fish demon, you have crossed the line!"

"This place is the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and this people are the people of the Tang Dynasty, how dare you cross the border to kidnap the children?"

The black fish demon, a fish head, showed a humanized teasing.

He snorted coldly: "Little ignorance, I am the god of the Wuhe River, how dare you call it a fish demon!"

"Besides, this seal is the land of my demon clan, and the human race is reproduced, just to supply blood food. ”

"Hmph, as long as the deity is that child, you quickly hand over the child, and then kowtow to me for three thousand, and I can let you live. ”

He is naturally not a good person, but he is a little jealous of the literary pen in Yin Ming's hand.

He guessed that this pen was given by a strong man, and there might be strong people around, so he didn't immediately make a move to Yin Ming.

The county commander hurriedly whispered: "Little brother, quickly agree to him." ”

"You don't know how terrifying this big demon is, even Lord Du may not be able to defeat him, you can't provoke him!"

Generally speaking, the governors are all martial arts, is this demon a big demon!

Yin Ming's expression was awe-inspiring, he couldn't imagine that this demon was so powerful.

Yin Ming was about to speak, and the two children behind him saw this huge black fish demon and cried in fright.

Yin Ming said angrily: "You monster, you want to kidnap my people, today you don't want to get your wish!"

Although the temperament of the demon clan is different, most of them are very irritable, and the black fish demon is no exception.

He slammed the water, and a stream of water condensed out, piercing Yin Ming.

This water flow is as sharp as a knife, the mirror surface is smooth, and there is a cold light.

Yin Ming waved his Wendao pen and quickly wrote the word "soil" in mid-air.

This character is the Wendao font that he redeemed from the system, and it is a Daodao font that contains the original true meaning.

Yin Ming poured out all his family funds, and only exchanged five words - gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

The word "soil" was born, and an earth shield was erected in front of Yin Ming.

The shield was smooth, but as soon as the waterknife touched it, the earth shield slowly began to dissolve as if ice met flame.

Yin Ming's heart was awe-inspiring, it was really a big demon!

The so-called big demon was born to swallow bears and eat tigers, and when he reached adulthood, the weakest big demon was comparable in strength to Wuzong.

Yin Ming is already the pinnacle of literary masters, but there is still a slight gap from the realm of Wenzong.

If an ordinary martial artist faced a big demon, he would definitely be bloodied on the spot immediately.

Because the big demon is blessed, the body is indestructible, and there are all kinds of strange magical powers.

The martial artist faces the big demon, just like a bug.

Yin Ming is different.

He is the champion appointed by the emperor, with the blessing of literary luck, coupled with the extremely high quality of his literary temperament, and his strength is unusual as a martial artist.

Even if it is an ordinary martial artist, he also has means of self-preservation.

But in the face of this demon, he was immediately crushed.

The big demon was even more surprised, and looked at Yin Ming suspiciously.

This earth shield is by no means a martial artist's means, but it seems to be some kind of talent in the demon clan.

Could it be that this is a demon disguised as an adult?

The Great Demon immediately overturned this speculation, and shot out several streams of water more and more violently.

Yin Ming asked a few people around him to retreat quickly, and said quickly: "So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong!"

After that, the white smoke above Yin Ming's head steamed, and it gathered on the surface of the river to form a halberd-wielding giant.

The giant had no head on his neck, holding his head in one hand and wielding a halberd in the other, killing the big demon.

The big demon was even more shocked, what kind of means is this, it is really unheard of and unseen.

The strength of the big demon is too strong, although he was surprised, he smashed Xiang Yu's incarnation with one tail in three or two clicks.

The white smoke dissipated and returned to the Yin Ming Baihui cave again.

Yin Ming's face turned pale, and he had already suffered internal injuries.

He could only fight and retreat, turning a golden sword into a golden sword with the word "gold" and stabbing at the black fish demon.

It's just that if it goes on like this, it's not a solution.

The big demon is too terrifying, much more powerful than ordinary martial sects.

At this moment, the pupils in Yin Ming's eyes shrank.

At some point, the old man was sneaking to the river, behind the tribute table.

This old man is desperate for his life, what is this going to do?

Yin Ming couldn't pull away.

If he dodges, he is afraid that hundreds of people behind him will be brutally poisoned by the big demon.

Yang Ziming also sensed that something was wrong, and ran over at the risk of death, wanting to stop Lao Lizheng.

However, he was one step slower after all.

Lao Li was exerting all his strength and pushed the tribute table down suddenly.

The force was too strong, and the old man himself fell down.

The old man's terrible screams and the cries of the two children resounded on both sides of the river.

In the next moment, the wind suddenly calmed down, and the child's crying stopped abruptly.

Yin Ming knew that something was wrong and ran to the shore.

But I saw that the waves below were turbulent, only the wreckage of the tribute table, and the old Li Zheng who accidentally fell.