As soon as Shang Biao's words were finished, he immediately felt a dragon power that was more irritable than the dragon soul rising rapidly from the Qiantang River.

The dragon claws that were originally pinching Shang Biao suddenly let go, and a wisp of dragon soul carried the reverse scales of the dragon girl Sanniang into the churning river.

Xin Qi Shang Biao had already prepared, and his feet stepped on the magic sword and slowly landed on a protruding boulder by the river.

The power of the water spirit in the entire Qiantang River is rapidly converging.

Suddenly a turbulent wave rises in the undulating river, and a long, huge black shadow swims in the water, which is like the atmosphere before the appearance of the fierce beast in the movie.

With a loud sound of "bumping", the river flew towards the sky, like a heavy rain from the bottom to the top, the silver water droplets rose almost vertically to the sky to a height of more than ten zhang, and the huge black shadow in the water curtain bent in mid-air. It shook violently, shaking the droplets of water around it in all directions. There was no need to move at all, but the backlash was enough to shatter the bones of a person.

The water fell and the wind stopped, and the black scales of the giant beast rushing out of the river scorched brightly, and the seven-colored rainbow reflected the original color of the sun behind it.

The dragon follows the clouds and the tiger follows the wind, and before Shang Biao can see the clear appearance of the divine dragon, the riverside is surrounded by a large area of clouds and mist transformed by the spiritual power of the water line.

Only two red lantern-like dragoneyes glowed faintly under the cover of the clouds.

"Daoist, what you said is true, my niece was really bullied by that kid from Longyuan!"

Qiantang Jiang Longjun shrank his body, and in an instant, he turned into a high-spirited man, standing in front of Shang Biao.

"If you tell half a lie, you will be damned. In addition to the dragon scales, Xiaodao also has a blood book written by Feng Sanniang, but it is difficult for mortals to see a real dragon, please inform the Dragon Monarch of Dongting Lake at this time. ”

"Why is it so troublesome, for the sake of the dragon scales, it won't take much effort for this king to fly to the Jing River, if what you say is false, this king will chop it and chop it, and make you a plate of wine."

The changing big man of Qiantang Jiang Longjun stared at his eyes as big as copper bells, and grabbed Shang Biao's shoulder.

"Slow, I heard that Long Jun is still under punishment, I'm afraid it's not okay to leave without permission like this?"

Shang Biao was also counting on him to call Dongting Lake Dragon Monarch to complete the main quest, and hurriedly spoke.

"This king doesn't care how much you're afraid of, and the star official on duty won't report to the Jade Emperor for such a trivial matter. Even if the Jade Emperor finds out, it's a big deal to be locked up for another hundred years and sleep for a while. ”

Without waiting for Shang Biao to say more, the clouds and mist in front of him dissipated, and his whole person had already flown into the air thousands of meters away.

The wind was like a knife, and under the rapid flight, Shang Biao's clothes turned into wisps in just a moment.

He raised his arm with force, and all he could see was a swarthy glow reflected in the sun.

Qiantang Jiang Longjun didn't mean to take care of him at all, and he rode quickly against the wind, Shang Biao had to rely on his own hands, and released a wind-fixing spell with difficulty.

I don't know how long it took, when he fell to the ground again, Shang Biao never felt that the feeling of being down-to-earth was so good.

"Ang ~ Longyuan, you come out to this king!"

Qiantang Jiang Longjun left Shang Biao behind, and after the earth-shattering dragon roared, he released his dragon power towards the old dragon pool.

Although he already believed what Shang Biao said in his heart, before he saw Sanniang, he still abided by the direct rules of the Dragon Clan and did not trespass into the Jinghe Dragon Palace.

Dragons have the pride of dragons, and once they enter the territory of other dragons without permission, even if there is a suitable reason, there is only one battle.

"It turned out to be Uncle Ao Yan, it's really unfortunate, the eldest brother was invited to go out, and it has been a long time."

The water surface was divided into two neat pieces, and the princess of Jinghe, Long Ling, walked out, followed by the scheming turtle prime minister and a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

"Go out, hehe, don't be a thief. It's okay if you're here, call Sanniang out for me. ”

Ao Yan sneered a few times and ordered in a tone that could not be refused.

"Well, Sanniang, she also went out with my eldest brother, so it's better for Uncle Ao Yan to come back another day. When they come back, my niece will be sure to inform you as soon as possible. ”

"It seems that this king has been in the Qiantang River for a long time, and you little cubs don't take this king's words seriously. Actually opened his eyes and said nonsense, even your dead ghost father didn't dare to fool me like this, who gave you the guts, huh! ”

Ao Yan's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and with a cold snort in his nose, Long Wei condensed, and the air around him suddenly became solemn and blazing.

A group of shrimp soldiers and crabs around Long Ling couldn't even maintain their talent for resisting water, and they sank to the bottom of the water like dumplings one by one. Some of the cowardly ones were frightened by this dragon might, their consciousness dissipated, and they fainted instantly.

Long Ling didn't retreat, his face showed a somewhat ugly smile, and he just wanted to open his mouth to defend something, but Ao Yan, who was watching, took out Sanniang's reverse scales, and his pretty face suddenly lost blood.

Although after Shang Biao got the letter for help, this piece of dragon scale could no longer contact the dragon girl Sanniang. But as a dragon, Ao Yan naturally knows how to use reverse scales.

At this moment, the reverse scales are slightly shining, which is exactly what it should look like after approaching the master.

"It seems that what this little Taoist priest said is true, you really dare to play such a small trick. Since Long Yuan is not here, you little cubs will die for him! ”

"Celestial princess, let's go, go to the East China Sea~"

The old turtle behind the dragon spirit knew that it was difficult to be good today, and if it was the Dragon Monarch of Dongting Lake, they still had some hope of survival. But it was Ao Yan, the killing god, who came, and if he didn't slaughter the Jinghe Dragon Palace, he would definitely not give up.

Therefore, he no longer said any sophistry, and directly appeared in his original form in front of the dragon spirit, ready to be loyal to the Lord.

"Cheng, Prime Minister ......"

The dragon spirit wanted to say something, but the fear in his heart spread like a tide, and he stammered a few words, turned around and turned into a dragon body and dived into the water.

"It's a shame when the dragon needs your food to get in the way. It's so unpalatable that you don't even qualify as food. ”

With just a slight claw, Yan pierced Prime Minister's own defensive supernatural power.

A large piece of flesh that was still twitching slightly was boiled and put into his mouth, chewed a few times, and spit out.

The wanton ferocity shows the arrogance of the creatures at the top of the food chain.

Shang Biao on the side finally knew what kind of creature the real dragon was, and compared to this Qiantang River Dragon Monarch, he was like a loach.

The shrimp soldiers and crabs will not be worried, and after killing the turtle prime minister, he followed the guidance of the reverse scale and went straight to the Jinghe Dragon Palace.

Shang Biao didn't go into the water with Yan, but packed up the food he disliked, the demon body that the old turtle manifested after his death was comparable to the largest humpback whale, and it couldn't be included in the movie ticket at all.

There was a good soul in the Jinghe Dragon Palace, and he hurriedly took out tools to dismember the turtle corpse.

The rune ink made by the blood of the old turtle spirit who has practiced for thousands of years has a miraculous effect, and it is impossible to make a few more top-level runes.