Although the lake Jiao had been injured by the arrangement on the Dragon Hunt for attacking the Dragon Hunt without authorization before, it was a first-class horror when it became furious, and the lake water in the area around the Longhu Mountain boat was stirred by it, and there were small whirlpools swirling everywhere, and the reeds by the lake and the metasequoia trees on the shore were also constantly trembling, making a loud wind sound.

As the sun set, the lake Jiao, which had been hidden in the depths of Dongting Lake for many years, finally surfaced and rose suddenly, ready to overturn the boat of Longhu Mountain to the side.

Between this crimson lake and this group of old Taoist priests, I don't know what happened to the Dao, so that it can't care about its own safety, and it also wants to bury all the people in Longhu Mountain, or maybe it has the duty to protect the dragon's lair, so it has the determination to kill any person who may disturb the dragon's lair.

This lake Jiao has an ugly and hideous face, and has eaten too much human flesh, and is doing evil everywhere, so I don't have much affection for it, I feel that it is just a dog-eat-dog, a mouthful of pleasure, so I don't have too many ideas, just being an onlooker and watching the good show.

Previously, Hujiao had overturned a boat in Longhu Mountain on the spot, and then tracked the boat where Mochizuki Zhenren was, killed a few more people, and flipped away, showing its natural pressure in the lake, but this kind of record has nothing to boast about at this moment, and its reappearance did not bring too much panic to the people of Longhu Mountain, I saw that the people on the boat in Longhu Mountain were not afraid at all, but cheered and jumped.

In this way, Shanyang Zhenren should not have followed the fleet before, and at this moment, he is here.

The crimson lake Jiao is still attacking, this strange creature similar to the Yangtze crocodile roared in a voice, there is a strange cry like a duck, quack, the atmosphere in the air is quite solemn, and when it is about to hit the boat of Longhu Mountain, suddenly there is a blue circle of light from the boat, directly against the hull and the place where the hard angle of the hull of the lake Jiao's forehead touches.

Boom......

A low and melodious shock wave like a bronze bell of an ancient temple spread out in all directions, and the calm lake in the distance was driven by this sound, constantly rippling and echoing in all directions, and our eardrums were going to burst when we listened to them. On one side is the legendary Jiao that has accumulated essence, sharp hitting horns, and on the other side is an ordinary old boat, wooden structure, it stands to reason that we should have seen a scene, is that the boat collapsed, and then the lake was full of planks and human bodies drifting away, but at this moment, the lake Jiao seemed to hit the iron plate, and fell directly into the water.

It is also a fierce beast, crisscrossing Dongting Lake for countless years, that temper is very hot no matter what, and looking at human beings is only in the initial stage of food, where will it suffer this loss, a blow does not work, and it does not escape, but jumps out of the water again.

This time the lake Jiao appeared at the stern of the boat, its target was the arrogant young man we had met a few times, that is, the little heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, this thing has a mouth, there are dense sharp teeth between the upper and lower jaws, and there are still many broken limbs and minced meat in it, it turned out to be the dead body of the fish head gang that we left in the lake over there, and it has become its stomach at this moment.

Hu Jiao has a big mouth, fishy smell, if it bites, then the little heavenly master has ten lives, I am afraid that he will have to explain here.

The little heavenly master was not afraid, his hand touched the Qingfeng sword on his waist, stepped back, and then stepped forward, stabbing at Hu Jiao with a sword.

The boat was not unexpected, there was still a blue light rising up, the lake Jiao hit the iron plate again, and the sword in the little heavenly master's hand rubbed a spark from the scales under the jaw of the lake jiao. Hu Jiao did not have a chance to go into the water again, contempt is its greatest original sin, and stubbornness is the ultimate reason for its death in this battle, the next moment, a cabin door of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Boat suddenly opened, a pale yellow figure appeared, hand raised, immediately a golden light shone on the Hu Jiao, it was controlled, and then a white wat of nearly ten meters appeared out of thin air.

Yes, nearly ten meters, this white morning wat is gray, it should be the gathering of ideas, and after it suddenly appeared, it slapped heavily on the middle of the slender body of the lake jiao, and then the huge body of the dragon didn't even have time to struggle, and suddenly fell towards the shore.

The white wat was unforgiving, turned suddenly, and then smashed the lake Jiao that had fallen on the wetland by the lake.

It shoots mosquitoes like one, two, three!

After three strokes, the white Chaowat turned into countless swimming aura, swam in the air for a while, and then disappeared invisibly, and as for the crimson lake Jiao, it had already been photographed at this moment and was dying, and the tail of the Jiao stiffly supported it in mid-air, and it was unable to hang down after the last moment.

It's just a second kill, and there is no power to resist.

Looking at the dragon and tiger mountain boat followed by several Taoist priests to leap towards the shore of the lake, the little heavenly master with the sword in his hand from the lake Jiao's jaw slowly pierced, ending its life, we are still surprised by the outbreak of the yellow figure just now, that person is not Mochizuki, but a black-haired old man, after a move, all the strength of the bombardment, when the overall situation has been decided, no one said hello, then returned to the cabin, hidden in the darkness.

The miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao who was watching next to me saw the whole process, and couldn't help but sigh: "Tianzi Wat, I didn't expect it to be Shanyang, his "Record the True Sutra" seems to have been cultivated to the realm of the Great Perfection, with the things given by the Daoling Immortal Master, there are really not many people who can fight him in this world......

There is a lot of flattery in this talk, but there are too many emotions flashing in the beads of those little eyes, and even I can't figure out what is hidden inside, so I asked this guy, is it really so powerful?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao nodded, and said that this is natural, ten years ago, the cultivation of him and my master was regarded as a number of five or five, between the two of them, and after my master closed the death pass, it was precisely because of his existence that the influence of Longhu Mountain in the court faintly surpassed my Maoshan Mountain, otherwise, how do you think that Zhao Chengfeng knew that the relationship between the road and the road, the figure who climbed the dragon and the phoenix, and had two sides and three swords, could be called the black hand twin cities among people like my senior brother?

I said, uh, isn't the Black Hand Twin Cities the name of the senior brother, and Zhao Chengfeng is also called this name?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao said that Zhao Chengfeng first entered the seventh department of the General Bureau, and he relied on the prestige of this good real person and called the black hand twin cities with the senior brother, but later the senior brother said that he disdained the company of villains, and was known by the big boss of the General Bureau.

Alas, it's just a black hand or a sleeve hand, compared to my "scar-faced monster" who cheats my father, it's just VIP treatment......

Just when I talked to the miscellaneous hair trail about the past of Longhu Mountain, the boat on the opposite side of Longhu Mountain has begun to slowly dock, at this time it was late, they did not have the will to explore overnight, but set up a camp on the lakeside, and then set up a cauldron where the lake Jiao died, boiled it in hot water, sharpened the knife, and dissected the dead lake Jiao, from beginning to end, carefully cramped and peeled the skin, bloodlet and dissolved the flesh, that is called a jubilant, complacent.

These Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain have an unforgettable hatred for this lake Jiao, so they are not polite to pack up the spoils of war, and divide them into categories, the scales are stacked together, the bones are dismantled, and the muscles and muscles are skinny, but these guys do not have the skills of Duoduo Ding Ding to solve the cow, so they made it a little bloody, and stained the lake water with blood.

Hu Jiao is a treasure, is the meat, eat can add a lot of spirit, so directly washed, after the things and things are cleaned, directly cut into pieces and thrown into the two cauldrons that add up to boil, after boiling half-cooked, add salt, wild onions, lake shrimp and asparagus and other things in the lake, and then continue to stir, the tempting taste is simply fragrant, that is, we are quite far away from the dragon hunting, we can also smell the smell that goes straight into the nose, can't help swallowing saliva, I can't wait to ask for a bite to eat.

On that day, begging for a bite of food with Longhu Mountain in a low voice, this thing is just thinking about it, we didn't do it like this, but after the dragon hunting silently had dinner, watching these Taoist priests sit by the lake in batches to eat, the bonfire stained the happy faces of those people very real, the pavilion master of Ciyuan Pavilion turned around and asked the masked man next to him in a low voice: "Mr. Wei, do you think the real dragon is still in the lair?" ”

Previously, when Mr. Wei told us about the habits of the real dragon, he said that he liked to be quiet and did not like to move, either diving under the nine shadows, or flying outside the nine heavens, and he did not like to be noisy the most.

In its heart, although human beings are the creatures they want to protect, if they dare to offend themselves, they are just ants, and they can be destroyed at will. For example, if we raise chickens, although we will also take care of its life, but if one or two particularly irritable moths dare to peck us, is it just a kick to fly?

It's only about ten dollars.

Mr. Wei was as calm as water, silently looking at the campfire jumping in the distance, and said lightly: "The trip of the true dragon, we may still be able to get the inheritance from the classics and the experience of our ancestors, but what it thinks in its heart, although it can know?" "Saying this, it means that we don't know the way, we waited silently, and at this time, there was a small boat rowing over from Longhu Mountain, as if it wanted to make contact with us.