Chapter 2: Riding the Waves

After a desperate struggle, as a dragon roar sounded, all the creatures in the entire jungle, whether they were tigers, leopards, jackals, or monsters, all felt a pressure from their souls at this moment!

The weasel is naturally no exception, it is the closest, only to feel that this oppression is like a heavenly might, almost suffocating it, and before it comes back to its senses, it has been bitten by Yang Shen's throat, injected venom, and died.

It was not Yang Shen's wish to use the trace of true dragon power left in the depths of the sea of knowledge, but his scales had been broken, and he had been bitten in many places all over his body.

"Long Wei's appearance in the world will definitely attract the prying eyes of powerful monsters, and even human monks will come to check, before I don't have enough self-protection power, Long Wei can not use it or try not to use it. ”

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After March, Yang Shen, who was killing demons everywhere to refine qi and blood, relied on the anti-heaven technique of "True Dragon Nine Changes", as well as the cultivation experience accumulated for thousands of years in his previous life, to continuously open up many meridians that were extremely obscure for ordinary monsters, and his body grew to twelve meters.

In another month, the snake's body reached fifteen meters, and the bucket was thick, only a trace away from the second change.

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At the intersection of wind and rain, lightning and thunder roared.

This is the edge of the jungle, and you can go east into the middle of the sea.

At night, the salty and wet water is tumbling from the bottom to the top, as if it is being squeezed, and a dull sound is constantly coming from it.

The fish, shrimp, frogs, and crabs within a radius of ten miles had already fled, because they instinctively sensed that an ancient demon was awakening in this sea area!

Suddenly, the already tumbling waters became more and more powerful, especially near the coast, and the waves were like mountains!

This huge momentum lasted not long, and then I heard a roar that almost overshadowed the thunderstorm, and a behemoth with a length of 20 meters burst out of the water, which was very shocking and spectacular!

It is Yang Shen who has cultivated the second change of "Nine Changes of the True Dragon".

At this time, in addition to the enlargement and thickening of his body, he also gave birth to two legs and two claws in his upper and lower abdomen, and two bulges also grew on his skull, especially the mouth full of fangs and scarlet eye-catching eyes, combined with the dark green scale armor covering his whole body, which was really hideous and terrifying, and it was daunting.

Trying to twist his new body in the seawater, Yang Shen felt a wild force coming from his body, and at the same time, the surrounding sea water was also infected by the demonic aura emitted from his body, and there was an extremely familiar sense of control.

Any creature with the blood of a true dragon has an innate ability to control water, and the dragon, as the juvenile stage of the dragon, is the best among them.

Now as long as Yang Shen thinks about it, the sea water within a radius of ten zhang will obey his orders.

And this is only the second change of "Nine Changes of the True Dragon" - Yu, if it is cultivated to the fourth change - Jiao, or even the seventh transformation of the real dragon, it will be even more amazing, and the entire sea will be dominated.

At this time, after turning from a snake to a snake, the qi and blood in Yang Shen's body had been partially transformed into demonic qi, and he could already transform his human body.

Thinking of this, the scarlet eyes couldn't help but look into the distance: "It's also time to go to the world, in addition to worshiping my father and mother, if the eldest sister and the second sister have descendants alive, I should also protect one or two." ”

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Eight hundred miles of Chuiyang Lake, located in the territory of Panzhou, into the water of four rivers, the fog is long, the smoke is vast.

On the green grass by the lake, an old man dressed in plain cloth with a face like gold paper is holding a fishing rod in one hand and a fine porcelain bottle containing wine in the other, and from time to time he pours a mouthful into his mouth.

Behind him stood a pair of twin sisters with slender bodies and beautiful faces, his own granddaughters.

It is worth mentioning that when the sisters were born, their father originally named their sister "Murong Allure", and their sister "Murong Allure".

The reputation says: "One look at the city, and then look at the country." ”

But their grandfather Murong Hengzhong, that is, the old man who was fishing, learned about it and said: "Hongyan is already a disaster, and if you take such a name, do you think that my Murong family has not had enough troubles?"

As a result, the names of the two sisters were changed to "Qingshuang" and "Qingcheng".

Sister Murong Qingshuang has a fair complexion like beautiful porcelain, and she likes to read books on weekdays, and when she saw the old man's wine bottle, she was about to bottom out, and frowned slightly.

The younger sister Murong Qingcheng has been practicing martial arts with her grandfather since she was a child, and she has a straight buttocks and slender round legs that cannot be matched by a.

Murong Hengzhong didn't look back when he heard this, and said with a smile: "If you don't drink a few more sips, you won't have a chance in the future, do you want Qingcheng to let the old man regret my death?"

As soon as he spoke, Murong Hengzhong, whose face was like gold paper, coughed violently, and his sister Murong Qingshuang hurriedly stepped forward and patted him lightly on the back to make him more comfortable.

When my sister Murong Qingcheng saw it, she was also anxious, thinking of that incident, she hesitated and said, "I... I... I can marry the Tan family instead of my sister! As long as the ancestor of the Tan family can really save the old man, you. ”

These words fell on Murong Hengzhong's ears, but they made him cough more violently, and after a while, he eased up, glared at Murong Qingcheng and said, "Do you think it's because your sister is unwilling to marry and save me?" ”

Murong Qingcheng heard this and said hurriedly: "Why don't you let it?" The Tan family has already said that as long as my sister agrees to marry Tan Chenyun, the ancestor of the Tan family will take action to renew your life as a dowry!"

"Qingcheng, do you think that grandpa and I rarely have this dowry?" Murong Hengzhong looked at the lake, sighed and said: "Tan Chenyun, the junior of the Tan family, has a vicious temperament, is greedy and lustful, think about it yourself, if your sister really marries, will it end well?

"Murong Shibo, I can't imagine that you are disrespectful to the old and slander my son so much behind your back!" a strong middle-aged male voice suddenly came.

When the grandfather and grandson heard the sound, they turned around and saw two people approaching each other.

The middle-aged man in a black luxurious suit is Tan Chenyun's father, Tan Zong, and the burly monk who is wearing a big red robe and walking barefoot next to him is a worship guest from Nanyang that the Tan family has only recently recruited.

Seeing these two people, Murong Hengzhong didn't have a good face: "Tan Zong, what are you doing here to find an old man?"

"What are you doing?" Tan Zong stood ten meters away, and said with a cold smile when he heard the words: "My Tan family has recently recruited an enshrined guest, but I don't know what his strength is, so I came to Murong Shibo to try the depth of this master." ”

The burly, but withered red-clothed monk walked steadily, stepped forward, folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk Nanyang Xin Chou, please also ask Lord Murong to give advice." ”

Before Murong Hengzhong could speak, his impatient sister Murong Qingcheng glared directly when she heard this: "You monk, you are so shameless! I know that my grandfather is injured and still come to him to compete, what kind of intentions do you have!?"

The monk heard it, but he didn't answer, he still folded his hands and looked at Murong Hengzhong quietly.

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, and the curtain gently tugged at the sleeves of the two sisters, signaling them to lean back.

The demure sister Murong Qingshuang saw that the old man was going to fight with an injury, and couldn't help but worry: "Grandpa, your injury ......"

"It's okay!" waved his hand in the middle of the curtain and interrupted: "Someone wants to step on my name, if I don't fight, my reputation will be ruined today." ”

When Tan Zong heard this, he deliberately sneered: "If Murong Shibo is already at the end of his crossbow, he can say that he will come out, and his nephew will not let Master Xin Chou embarrass you again." ”

"Isn't it, Tan Zong's little nephew, you can try it for yourself!" Murong Hengzhong forced a breath of true anger and was about to make a move, but he saw Tan Zong and the red-clothed monk standing opposite with a shocked look in their eyes at the same time, with an incredible look.

He thought that the two of them were playing a little trick with him and wanted to distract him, so he didn't look back.

It wasn't until his two granddaughters reminded him that he turned back to look at him with doubts, and then he saw a scene that made him think he was old and dizzy.

I saw that on the vast lake, a barefoot man wrapped in a layer of black cloth actually stepped on the waves, with his hands behind his back, in the direction of his group, and walked unhurriedly.