"On a whim...... At a time like this?"

At this moment, Shen Qingyi, who was far away on the top of the mountain, frowned slightly, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.

She has been a genius of cultivation since she was a child, a well-known sea-watching saintess, and secretly cultivates the secret "Dao Hidden Heart Sutra" from the Dragon and Tiger Holy Court, and the innate holy soul holy body can be summed up by the word far from ordinary genius.

Now, although Shen Qingyi's cultivation has not reached the advanced realm, he already has the magical power of the whim of a Taoist real person.

The so-called whims, that is, the masters of the cultivation path, whenever there is a danger that is about to come, they will feel something, and they have not reached the realm of creation, and they have already reached the heavens.

This sense of crisis can predict oneself and others, but it must be the one who is most important to oneself.

Now, this sense of crisis that goes straight to the heart is not aimed at Shen Qingyi himself, but someone under the mountain!

What made her heart palpitate even more was that she had a whim before, but this time it was really stronger than ever!

"Could it be...... Is the river in danger?"

Shen Qingyi frowned, looked down, and under her beautiful eyes, Li Ling at the bottom of the mountain smiled and opened the strange wooden box in his hand.

"Whew!" As soon as the wooden box was opened, a charming fragrance came out.

As far as the eye can see, eighteen black beads the size of a dragon's eye are quietly placed in the box, the beads are round and jade, the color is transparent, and the brilliance on it is like water waves, which is not extinguished, and it is dazzling.

"It's so fragrant!" everyone around them took a deep breath and couldn't help but revel in it.

It's just that as the cruel smile on Li Ling's face became heavier and heavier, Shen Qingyi's pupils shrank, and his breathing immediately stopped.

"Black Dragon Thunderbolt, Black Dragon Hall's unique killing weapon!"

Shen Qingyi's beautiful Danfeng eyes were full of disbelief, and then full of worry.

The little man who has always been omniscient and omnipotent in her heart is afraid that he is about to usher in a catastrophe!

The black dragon thunderbolt, once it is fired, the fire soars into the sky, like nine days of thunder bombarding the world, only one can make the bones of the recruited person disappear and turn into a piece of debris.

It is the lowest level of thunderbolts, with only one piece, it can make a master in the late stage of the Heavenly Soul Realm die without a whole body.

Now in front of Li Ling, there are eighteen black dragon thunderbolts!

Ordinary thunderbolts have a pungent smell, but these eighteen are fragrant, obviously the best choice, one can make the master of the Heavenly Soul Realm die on the spot!

The river is in danger.

"Run!"

Shen Qingyi knew that he didn't have time to dodge, so he ran his true yuan like crazy, roared, turned into a cyan streamer, and flew away.

It's a pity that as soon as her slightly hoarse roar shouted, she was instantly buried in the heavens and the earth by the sound of huge explosions that sounded one after another.

"Boom!" There was a huge roar, as if thousands of bells were ringing at the same time, the mountain peaks shook, the earth trembled, everyone hurriedly reached out to cover their ears, the eardrums were shaken, and blood flowed everywhere.

With that piercing roar, puffs of black smoke completely enveloped the mountain's underneath.

"I can't see anything clearly. ”

Shen Qingyi's eyes flickered, and the blue light lingered all over her body, but it was still dark all around, Rao Yi was a Qinglian Holy Body, her eyesight was excellent, and she couldn't see everything inside.

"Little bastard, you must not have anything to do, no one can kill you except me, you can't die!"

Shen Qingyi's heart was beating "thump", and his breathing almost stopped.

This is the first time in her life that she is so worried about people other than her parents, and she is still the person she hates the most.

Shen Qingyi's mind flashed through these times and the past that Jiang He had experienced.

first saw it for the first time in Guanhai Xianmen, and then was amazed by his performance, she never thought that there was such an amazing talent in the world.

Later, when he came to the Changhe Sect, Shen Qingyi originally just obeyed the will of the master and pretended to marry him.

However, she didn't want to act little by little, and without knowing it, she already made a secret promise.

It's just that...... Will the rivers really survive under such a powerful bombardment?

"Senior brother!"

Han Yunfeng, who was on the side, exclaimed in fright and hurriedly rushed forward.

The attack power of the free scarf is not bad, but whether the defense power is still necessary to say, the key is that the free scarf clearly did not shoot just now!

Is this thing still out of the battle?

Han Yunfeng hadn't taken a few steps before his eyes turned black, shrouded in black smoke, and he couldn't see anything.

"Get out!" There was an angry shout in his ears, and Han Yunfeng felt a pain in his stomach, and before he could react, he was instantly knocked out.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yunfeng had several more pitch-black fist marks on his body, as if several ribs had been broken.

Eventually, he fell to the ground with a pop, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Han Yunfeng wanted to struggle, but the phantom in front of him shook, and a pitch-black figure looked like a ghost, slamming him under his feet, his face was hideous, and his body exuded a fierce aura.

"Thunderbolt, Li Ling, you're a bastard!"

Han Yunfeng didn't get up, he glared angrily, "The Black Dragon Thunderbolt is the unique secret weapon of the Black Dragon Hall, I can't imagine that you will use it to assassinate Senior Brother, I must kill you and clear the portal for the Long River!"

Black Dragon Hall, the top underground organization in the Demon Dao, has been hidden in the dark all year round, but its strength has always been among the best among the many Demon Dao forces, and it remains high.

And what makes it world-famous, and arguably infamous, is a total of three things.

One is for their invincible killing weapon, the most famous is the black dragon thunderbolt, a shot, take people's lives like a bag to get something, when it is used, it is like a thunderbolt explosion, and a good head is cut off in the black smoke.

The second is for their pervasive demonic spies, almost all the big forces, there are their people, whether it is the Great Sect or the Hidden World Sect, without exception.

The third is their clearly marked price of life-seeking remuneration, as long as you are willing to pay, they can kill anyone to show you, whether it is the emperor or the head, pay the money with one hand and the head with the other.

The people of the Black Dragon Hall are like a group of crazy and hopeless fools, like rats crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats, and everyone gets and is punished.

However, they have a high level of force that most people can hardly match, as well as pervasive assassination methods.

The most important thing is that where the people of the Black Dragon Hall appear, where there will be disasters, bloodbathed one side, it is already good to have living people.

At this moment, the black dragon thunderbolt bomb reappeared in the Changhe Sect.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

......

"What is this?

At this time, there were onlookers who did not know the truth, and they were puzzled.

Next to him, an elderly disciple who was also shrouded in darkness shuddered and spat out a few words, "Hei, the people from the Black Dragon Hall are here." ”

The outer disciple of the black dialect trembled all over, his heart throbbed, and he was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground.

He was not bad, the people next to him, after hearing the word "Black Dragon Hall", almost all of them were frightened to the ground, fear spread rapidly to their hearts, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

The demon of the Black Dragon Hall is here, is this a long river of death?!

"Senior Brother Jiang!"

"Young Sect Master, how are you!"

"Senior brother, you must not have anything to do!"

In the crowd, there were disciples who regarded the rivers as their goal in life, shouting loudly, tears welling up in their eyes.

As disciples of the Changhe Sect, they knew how big the predicament of the Changhe Sect was during this time, but with the appearance of the river, the sect seemed to have changed from the inside to the outside, and it was completely new.

The well-deserved young sect master in front of him was the idol of all of them, and he was determined to follow him for the rest of his life.

Suddenly, someone told them that Jiang He was a traitor and had been deposed and cultivated, and before they could recover their senses, waves of unsettled waves rose again.

Unexpectedly, the brothers who got along day and night with each other turned out to be the spies of the Black Dragon Hall, and they also used the terrifying Black Dragon Thunderbolt to bombard the river.

As everyone knows, the Black Dragon Thunderbolt is extremely powerful, it is the most shoddy killing weapon, and it can also bombard a strong person in the Heavenly Soul Realm, killing him into a scorched corpse, or even a corpse with no bones left.

Although Jiang He, but at the peak of his cultivation, he was only the seventh layer of the Xuan Soul Realm, and now his cultivation is almost half-useless, and there is not one in ten, how can he be the opponent of the Black Dragon Thunderbolt?

The hope of the Changhe Sect, the future master of Zhongxing, and the spiritual idol of countless people, is like this...... Nope.

I don't know how long it took, the black smoke gradually dissipated, and the original scene slowly emerged in everyone's eyes.

Jiang He, the young sect master who was originally dressed in white and was as warm as a cloud, has long since disappeared.

Appearing in front of everyone, it was a figure that was pitch black all over his body, exuding a foul smell of burnt paste.

The figure stood there like dead wood, motionless.

At first glance, it looks like a ...... He's dead.

On the scorched figure, strips of tattered blue cloth hung on it, as if the scarf was anxious to protect the master at a critical moment, but it still did not protect the master.

"Senior brother!" thousands of cries and screams, heart-rending and breaking through the sky.

"Hahaha, you ants just cry as much as you want, you will be the next wave to die. ”

Li Ling sneered, but he was surprised in his heart: I didn't expect this guy's free scarf to be quite powerful, and he could actually maintain his human form, ***, Jiang He is your good luck, if it weren't for this rag, you would have become a piece of dregs!

"Hey, you see that Lao Tzu showed mercy this time, didn't bomb the river into debris, and left him a corpse, so that you group of people can take a good look at this kid's cowardice before he died!"

"Cry, cry out to Lao Tzu, you ants of the garbage sect should surrender to the feet of our holy hall, hahaha!" Li Ling looked up to the sky and laughed, his face hideous and terrifying.

"Senior brother!"

Han Yunfeng, who was trampled on the ground, instantly burst into tears, tore off Li Ling's big foot on his body, and crawled over as if flying.

"What a cold breath!"

As soon as he was about to touch Jiang He's clothes, he was dragged by someone, and the cold was to the bone, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Behind him, a beautiful shadow came, on a white and flawless face, with curved eyebrows and clear eyes like water, but there was a kind of indifference that was cold to the bones, cold and glamorous.

This is a woman who is extremely beautiful, spotless like a fairy, unapproachable, and surrounded by a glow, as if separated from heaven and earth, and integrated with the avenue.

"Your Highness the Holy Maiden, Senior Brother, he ......"

As soon as Han Yunfeng spoke, he saw Shen Qingyi shaking his head, flipping his jade hand, and taking out a jade-white exquisite porcelain bottle out of thin air.

Immediately after, a glowing brown elixir hung high in the air, crystal clear, the treasure light was blazing, and the wisps of great avenue power disappeared in a flash.

With the appearance of this elixir, a unique medicinal fragrance rippled in the void,

As if stimulated by the medicinal incense, Han Yunfeng's severe pain was relieved, and the true yuan in the meridians of the hundreds of bones around him vibrate, echoing the fluctuations of the medicinal incense.

As time passed, he had injuries on his body that were recovering as fast as he could perceive.