(1st Update)

Magnolia City Square is located in the east of the city, after passing the city wall, walk a hundred meters to be the turbulent Hulan River, the Hulan River originates from the Jialan Snow Mountain five hundred miles above King's Landing, the river stretches for nearly a thousand miles, the river is wide and changeable, it is one of the branches that flows through the Yulan City, because it goes around the Hulan Mountain, so it is named the Hulan River.

"The clear water flows, the water is flooding the rivers and mountains, and it is these Li people who are suffering!" The black rakshasa turned into a purple light, and flew to the sky above the square with a "whoosh", Mo Qianxu disappeared after dropping the water puppet, although his ears were full of the sound of him chanting the spell, but it was as strong as the black rakshasa could not detect where he was.

"Water flooding rivers and mountains?" At this time, the major sects that were still guessing what was going on changed their faces in unison, this super fighting skill that had preserved the four rivers for hundreds of years was actually used in this dragon gate array, after a short period of surprise, the leaders of the various leaders frowned, and their expressions were also in different degrees of boredom, if the water flooded rivers and mountains were released by the powerful water system fighters, it could attract the water system energy within thousands of miles, and even more It was not a lie to turn over the river and the sea.

Mo Qianxu, as the master of Qingshuiliu, has lived in a simple place over the years, few people know that he will be so stuntful, Zhan Wushuang and Nanyuren are both gathering their disciples at the same time, although Mo Qianxu's move is a bit crazy, but his goal is not the Moon Dao Gate and Nanhuangdao, even if the water floods the rivers and mountains will cause the flowing Molan River to flood the entire Yulan City into Zeguo, for the two of them, there is no problem at all.

"Qingshui Flowing Lord, since you have made the water flood the Golden Mountain, then you must be the new Lord of the Four Waters in time, why bother to make a desperate bet here and do this anti-heaven thing?" The Black Rakshasa persuaded bitterly, in fact, as far as he was concerned, as long as Mo Qianxu's target was not him, then it would be impossible for the water to flood the rivers and mountains with him, and the only people who could only suffer were these ordinary people.

"Immortality has the virtue of good life, the master of Qingshui Flow, please think about the common life is not easy. Mo Qianxu still didn't reply, and the water vapor around him was so strong that he could reach out and touch the wetness, and the black rakshasa could only turn to plead, such a super stunt, unless Mo Qianxu took the initiative to stop, otherwise everyone present was helpless, seeing the hundreds of thousands of people in the city buried in the white water, the black rakshasa was anxious.

The Black Rakshasa was not accepted by Mo Qianxu, the hatred had blinded his mind, he gritted his teeth, the Black Rakshasa turned into a flash of lightning and came to the ground in an instant, there was still some water flow in the middle of the square that had not penetrated, and it was wet when he stepped on it, Mu Sangtu stood with his head held high, his body was two meters tall, and he was so strong that people didn't dare to look at it directly, and his little white face also swelled up, and there was a strong war intent in his eyes.

"Mu Sangtu, I will protect you from leaving, the dispute between the sects and the sects, don't bring disaster to the mortal world. The Black Rakshasa said very simply, although this does not conform to the rules of the Dragon Gate Array, but hundreds of thousands of lives, so that the Black Rakshasa has to violate the rules of this fighter, Mu Sangtu glanced at the Black Rakshasa with a cold look, now he can feel the power in his body very clearly, it is a kind of power that makes people crazy, as if a punch can be broken even the sky, Mu Sangtu feels his strength unprecedentedly, let him retreat at this time, is it possible?

"Mo Qianxu, let the horse come!" Mu Sang Tu shouted frantically, and then laughed as if no one was around, one of the faces of the Black Rakshasa was black to the bottom of the pot, a sharpening knife Huo Huo disregarded the life and death of hundreds of thousands of Li people, and a person who didn't know what to do thought was invincible in the world, if it wasn't for the water flooding Jinshan, if it wasn't for the position of the Yin Yuan Society, the Black Rakshasa really wanted a thunder knife to blast the Mu Sang Tu in front of him into charred ashes.

"Holy Maiden, what should we do?" More than a dozen black-clothed priests have been ignored from the beginning to this point, seeing that a catastrophe is about to happen, a priest asked in a low voice, and Su Xiaoqi, whose eyes had not left Ling Feng from beginning to end, finally came to his senses, "Just look at it." The faint tone made the black-clothed priest who spoke a little surprised, and coughed slightly, and the black-clothed priest continued: "It is the people who suffer from the rivers and mountains, so we might as well help." ”

"The people are the people of Raya, what does it have to do with us? They don't believe in God. Su Xiaoqi's expression was cold, and his voice raised a few points, but it sounded extremely harsh, the old black-clothed priest sighed, looked around at the ordinary people who were messy and didn't know what was going on, and a sense of compassion appeared on his face, "My lord, immortality has the virtue of a good life, we can't see death without help." ”

"Shut up!" Su Xiaoqi snorted in extreme annoyance, the old priest's body was shocked, and he actually took two or three steps back, and several companions hurriedly supported him, only to see the black-clothed priest's face was pale, and beads of sweat kept flowing down his face full of wrinkles, "Please be merciful, Lord Holy Maiden." Several companions hurriedly begged for mercy, and Su Xiaoqi, who was frowning, stretched his eyebrows, and the old man's figure shook slightly, let out a sigh, and then fainted directly.

"The little black-clothed priest actually questioned this seat! If it weren't for the special situation today, you would have to wait for the dogma to be eaten. Su Xiaoqi's cold words shocked the black-clothed priests behind him lowered their heads again and again, and their arms trembled in fright.

Looking back, the water flooded the rivers and mountains was already a foregone conclusion, the sound of the spell in the sky disappeared abruptly, replaced by dark clouds covering the sky, Ling Feng in the stands pursed his lips, a kind of anger was full of growth in his heart, whether it was Mo Qianxu or Mu Sangtu, at the beginning of this Longmen Array, Ling Feng was just watching as a lively.

And now, these two people, in Ling Feng's eyes, are bound to die, why Mu Sangtu died, it was very clear before, Ling Feng didn't want such a crazy potential enemy to survive, and Mo Qianxu, from a certain point of view, he should be regarded as a united front with Ling Feng, but this Ling Feng would have more killing intent on him than Mu Sangtu.

Ling Feng was even calculating, as long as Mo Qianxu showed up, he would immediately use the Desert Divine Sword Technique to understand him, if nothing else, just for his reckless behavior of implicating innocent people, Ling Feng thought that he was not a compassionate and compassionate person, but he always firmly believed in one thing, that is, one person does things one person, you can find trouble with Mu Sangtu, you can go to drown the Martial God Sect, but what happened to this Yulan City? What did these people do wrong? Once the Molan River entered the city, how many innocent people died here.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and stood there, even though the frost wolf warrior beside him begged him to leave Ling Feng several times, he had to wait for a chance to prevent all this tragedy from happening.

"Water floods rivers and mountains!" Just when most ordinary people were at a loss for what to do, and those people from the sect stood by, Mo Qianxu quietly and silently emerged from the stagnant water on the ground of the square.

This is a miraculous fighting skill, there was an exclamation in the stands, but immediately, the hand holding the staff pointed towards Mu Sangtu, and the tragedy had already begun, and Ling Feng almost made a move as soon as Mo Qianxu came out.

A dark green figure rushed out of the stands, and at the same time, the dark clouds covering the square suddenly opened, and a blue stone pillar with the thickness of an arm smashed on Mu Sangtu's body, and the long knife in his hand was horizontal, Mu Sangtu gritted his teeth and resisted the stone pillar, but in just a second, the stone pillar suddenly cracked, and a thin light like a hair burst out from the middle, the light was only an inch long, and it passed through Mu Sangtu's war spirit very quickly, and hit him on the chest fiercely, "Flutter" With a bang, as if a blood bag had been exploded, a large pool of blood fell behind Mu Sangtu.

Looking at the water column falling from the dark clouds in disbelief, Mu Sangtu fell into the water flow all over the ground with a "snap", arrogant and arrogant, he had already forgotten how terrifying the water flooded the rivers and mountains, with the help of the water system energy of the Hulan River, this condensed heaven and earth spirit was enough to kill Mu Sangtu, Mo Qianxu's immortal wind and bones on his face was an indescribable sense of pleasure.

Mu Sang Tu fell, the Longmen Array ended, but in order to use the spirit of the water system of the Hulan River, the water of the Molan River attracted by Mo Qianxu did not go back, "boom" There was a loud bang, and the city wall, which was not very strong, collapsed instantly, rolling with a wave of water that was five or six meters high, rushing in like a fierce flood beast, and the people of Yulan City, who were still looking up at the sky and not knowing why, almost didn't even have a chance to turn back, just with the houses and buildings beside them, they were destroyed and decayed in this rolling water.

The sky was gloomy, and the whirring cold wind was as sad as a whimpering cry, as if the omnipotent immortal sky was sighing, and the raindrops were falling out of place.

"Mo Qianxu, you are going to be damned!" "Stronger than the Black Rakshasa is helpless when he encounters this situation that has become a foregone conclusion, he can only grit his teeth and say this sentence, but Mo Qianxu is laughing, the smile is a little unclear, and the smile is a little hairy, "My eighteen apprentices have lost their hands, even if it is a curse?"

Mo Qianxu's indifference and madness really made the blood of the Black Rakshasa Qi surge, and the other sects and factions in the square had already evacuated quickly, and the warriors who were clamoring to fight to the death with the Martial God Sect were the fastest, and now there were only a dozen black-clothed priests left in the square, as well as those disciples of the Martial God Sect who were sad no matter how they looked at them.

They silently walked over a few people in the stagnant water, Mu Sangtu's eyes were wide open, and the battle spirit lost the brilliance it should have, and fell beside him like a mortal soldier, just a little light of thin hair, it actually killed him, the water system spirit, it was really not something he could resist, several disciples of the Martial God Sect lifted Mu Sangtu's body, their faces were wet with rain, and they were expressionless.

"What kind of person!" Black Rakshasa suddenly felt alarmed, and when he turned his head and slashed out a bolt of lightning, the dark green figure that finally came to the square was already shouting, "The desert is lonely!"