"Yellow River Jue!"

Lao Jiao's words were shouted out in the noise, mixed in, but I still heard it clearly.

This is the second time I've heard the name.

The Yellow River recipe seems to refer to the recipe recorded on parchment. At the beginning of the land of the Blood River where the coffin in Kowloon took me, the person who gave me the "Book of the Dead" also said the Yellow River Formula.

Now Lao Jiao has mentioned the Yellow River trick again, obviously knowing this secret technique.

What is certain is that the parchment is undoubtedly the Yellow River.

But I didn't have the heart to pursue these at the time.

The tail swing of the dragon I played collided with the tail thrown out by Lao Jiao. Suddenly a powerful force erupted, and the qi waves stirred up layers of huge waves, shaking us out.

At that time, a huge force hit me, and I suffered severe internal injuries, and I vomited blood while flying upside down.

Fortunately, I still pulled the Zhan Xiao and didn't let it sink to the bottom, at least temporarily protecting him.

Zhan Xiao didn't know what was going on, and there was no movement at all. It felt like someone had drugged me and lost consciousness.

By the time we had stabilized, we had been beaten far away, not in the deep water area we had just had.

After a while. The underwater fluctuations subsided, everything was calm again, and I was able to see what was in the water.

Lao Jiao naturally appeared in my sight.

There was an exhibition just now, and Lao Jiao was still afraid and didn't dare to do anything to us.

Now that the exhibition is calculated, we are in danger. It is impossible for a single Luohe river god who will not do his best to keep us safe.

But there are some problems with Lao Jiao's situation.

It was motionless in the water, still looking shocked and frightened just now, its body was straight, its eyes were wide, and it had not yet come to its senses.

I was wounded, I didn't have much ability to fight, and when I realized that the situation was not good, I wanted to leave with Zhan Xiao.

As long as we get out of the water, Lao Jiao won't dare to chase us.

Mizuki Liunian added his strength, rushed upward, and quickly left the water.

At this time, Lao Jiao realized that we were leaving, and his body shook violently. Flicking his tail again, he made a huge wave, which just stopped above me and knocked me down.

"Wait a minute!"

was photographed down, and before I could stabilize my body, Lao Jiao's huge head appeared in front of my eyes.

It was so close to me that I was so frightened that I didn't dare move.

I hugged the owl, settled in the water, looked at the old Jiao in front of me, goosebumps all rose on my body, and I was trembling with fright.

Then, Lao Jiao groaned and spoke: "Just now... The secret technique you use is the legendary Yellow River Technique?! "

"Yellow River Jue? I don't know what the Yellow River recipe is! I replied with a trembling groan.

Lao Jiao himself may be a little unsure, and said with a slight groan: "The Yellow River Jue is just a legendary secret technique, it is rumored to be the origin of the Yellow River, whether it really exists is not certain, how can a small human being practice the Yellow River Jue, it can't be the Yellow River!" Back then, my father must have told me stories to coax me, but there was no such secret technique at all, and the means used to perform it were just similar..."

With that, it slammed into me. He asked.

"What kind of secret spell did you just cast?"

I was slightly stunned, and said casually: "I don't know what the specific method is, it was taught to me by an elder, he is a treasure-holding person, and I heard that it is the evolution of the method of treasure-holding." "

This hat is best worn on the head of the drunkard.

"Treasure holder? Who is he? Where are you now? Lao Jiao asked.

I said, "His surname is Qi, and everyone on the road calls him Qi drunkard." It is likely to be dead now. "

Seeing that Lao Jiao's eyes flashed with suspicion, he hurriedly explained: "What happened not long ago, he used to be a disciple of the Lingmen, and then he was driven out by the helm of the Lingmen. He escorted me out of the country, and I haven't seen him since, so I'm sure he's already dead at the Spirit Gate. "

The Spirit Gate is a behemoth, and news about its every move spreads quickly. Even if Lao Jiao is not familiar with the world, he has heard of this matter.

It thought for a moment, but said nothing more.

I also breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, for fear of being asked something by Lao Jiao.

This time. I glanced at the exhibition owl next to me, he drooped his head, but still didn't move.

"What did you do to the seniors?" I asked cautiously.

Lao Jiao swallowed the box in the water in one gulp, and replied: "I didn't do anything, it's the blood in this box." "

"Blood?!"

"I'm not lying to you, this box is indeed a part of the blood of the woman I left behind. But I didn't tell you that this blood not only contains a powerful aura, but also a special power. Able to suppress the power and soul, the more powerful the being, the more it will be suppressed, and even make the soul unconscious. "

It glanced at Zhan Xiao.

"I absorbed the power in my blood and was groggy for two whole days, but I didn't completely pass out. Looking at him like this, Dao Xing should be much higher than me, so that the soul will directly lose consciousness. But it still can't be compared to that woman. "

Listening to Lao Jiao's meaning, Xiao Jiu's blood contains a powerful suppression ability.

The more advanced the Tao, the more it will be suppressed, the stronger the ability to counterattack, and the ability to show the owl is stronger than Lao Jiao, and this time it will be like this.

I understood what was going on, and I couldn't help but curse in my heart: This old guy is really scheming!