"That's the head of the nephew of the Yin King." Qing Mian pointed to the huge snake head that Chen Jing threw in front of the River Temple with a shocked face.

Qin Hu frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Hehe, I think it was Yin Huairou who deliberately let them take the lead in order to prevent future troubles, firstly, to consume that Chen Jing's mana, and secondly, he was also afraid that he would be seriously injured after the battle with Chen Jing, and he would be taken advantage of the opportunity to take the divine position by those demonic spirits with deep mana below him, or that those people acted without authorization and wanted to take Chen Jing's divine position first." ”

Qingmian and fangs were sweating profusely, and Qingmian thought of Yin Huairou's cold eyes, and his heart was furious.

The people in front of the river temple chanted loudly. At this moment, a murderous aura appeared in the upper reaches of Xiuchun Bend, and the murderous aura rolled down like a wave. After only a while, he had already reached the turbulent slope, and in an instant, he came to Xiuchun Bend again.

Qin Hu changed color slightly and said, "What kind of treasure did he practice, so he was born with such a murderous aura." ”

The murderous aura roared like a violent wind, and the clouds and mist on the river were instantly washed away. The original misty river surface was clear again, and in the middle of the Xiuchun Bend River, a cloth-robed and linen man stood on a wave with a sword in one hand, and his black hair and clothes were already soaked. To his left there was a big red shrimp, dancing in the river, and a pair of big red tongs, but there was only one. And to his right there was a huge cyan shell that rose and fell quietly in the waves.

A black-robed young man came from a distance and tread the waves, holding a gray stone in his hand. The murderous aura that rushed into the sky emanated from the stone, and Chen Jing's eyes were staring closely.

The black-robed young man just glanced at the beheaded giant snake floating on the river, and said coldly: "If you act without permission, you will die innocently." ”

Chen Jing looked at him and said: "Since I became a river god, I have never left Xiuchun Bend, and I am even separated from you by the turbulent slope of the Evil Dragon Gorge, and I have never offended me in the slightest, why do you have to kill me." ”

The person who came was Yin Huairou, the river god of the Evil Dragon Gorge, he didn't answer at all, nor did he look at the demon spirits who had been killed by Chen Jing, he just sneered, and the palm-sized gray stone in his hand was still in the air, and the gray stone rose in the wind, instantly turning into a small mountain and pressing down on the top of Chen Jing's head.

Everyone in front of the River Temple exclaimed, only to see that Chen Jing didn't hide at all, and it seemed that he didn't even have time to react and was pressed down by the mountain-like boulder. The whole person was completely suppressed, the waves splashed, the river swelled, and instantly overflowed the embankment, surging and rushing, and the river surged towards Heqian Village.

Originally, the river temple was able to control the river embankment, as long as there was a demon who wanted to destroy the river embankment, there would be a river temple to protect it, but the current river temple was newly built, Chen Jing had not blessed the mana, and the incense in the river temple was not vigorous, so the river embankment that the loach spirit could destroy before. Now that the water has overflowed the embankment, the village chief and the town patriarch hurriedly organized people to strengthen the embankment. It just didn't have much effect, because most people were nervously watching the battle in the river.

The huge gray stone like a hill pressed on Chen Jing's body and fell into the river, but he never got up again, only to see the river surging, suddenly circling up, and rolling towards the middle of the river.

The Yin Huairou frowned, followed by a disdainful sneer. He knew better than anyone that Chen Jing was using the spiritual power of this section of the Embroidered Spring Bend River to suppress the treasure he had just cultivated.

"Even if you are calmed down now, your divine power will be exhausted. Then what are you going to do with me? Yin Huairou secretly thought to herself, for the cultivators between heaven and earth, whether they are people in the Divine Way or in the Immortal Dao, although they have different ways of cultivation, but they have the same end, and the people in the Immortal Dao use their own aura as the basis to communicate with the heavens and the earth through spiritual ideas to form the Dao. In Shinto, the spiritual mind is directly called divine power, and the stronger the divine power, the stronger the spiritual power of the mountains and rivers that can be driven.

It is a dangerous thing for one god to go to the realm of another god, the other party can drive the spiritual power in the realm to fight, while the other can only rely on its own mana. Each god is out of the god realm, and he can still retain a certain amount of mana, and the high level of the god is the high mana, and the mana of the god level is low.

Before, Yin Huairou wanted to break the river embankment and let Chen Jing be resented by the world and scatter his soul, but he never thought that he didn't do it, he was a proud person, since he did it, he must get it, so he attacked it hard and came with the newly refined magic weapon.

The moment Chen Jing pressed down on the boulder, he used the water escape method and fled towards the deep river, and at the same time, the spiritual power of the river region suppressed the mountain-like boulder, cutting off the connection between the boulder and the yin Huairou.

In the deep river, Chen Jing suddenly appeared on the top of the boulder, only to see his palm grasp into the river water, and the palm seemed to have a mysterious rune, which slapped heavily on the boulder, and a magnificent voice sounded in the sky above the entire Xiuchun Bend: "Suppression." ”

The entire section of the Xiuchun Bend suddenly became quiet, as if it was frozen instantly, but the water was still the same water, still surging and flowing, but it lacked a bit of agility.

In an instant, Chen Jing's divine power was emptied, but he still took a deep breath, and his face appeared on the river with a pale face, stepping on a wave, looking crumbling.

Yin Huairou sneered: "I want to see what else you have to fight with me." ”

Qin Hu in the distance also smiled, only to hear him say leisurely: "At this time, Chen Jing's divine power and Xiuchunwan's spiritual power have been used to suppress Yin Huairou's magic weapon, hehe, what else can he use to protect the god position?" Hehe......" After speaking, he approached step by step, treading the waves, walking slowly, but Chen Jing felt that every step he took was on his heartstrings, as long as he increased his strength, his heart would be broken in an instant.

He was unwilling in his heart, pointed his sword at the evil dragon gorge river god Yin Huairou, and said with a smile: "How do you know if I have the strength to kill you." The words fell, but he suddenly turned to the bank of the river and shouted: "Fathers, this person is a three-hundred-year-old snake demon cultivator, and he has come here to make waves, but it depends on me to kill this demon." The voice drifted along the river wind over the river temple, and the people in front of the river temple listened, but did not dare to answer.

Yin Huairou sneered, but the land god Qin Hu was shocked and said in a lost voice: "Oh no." ”

Qingmian asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?" ”

"The divine domain where Yin Huairou is located is all mountains and rivers, and there are no people living on both sides of the river, so I don't know how strong people's wishes are." Before his words fell, he only heard Chen Jing's voice on the river again: "This demon is making waves and wants to flood our Junling Town and destroy my home, but he will be killed." "The voice is illusory and ephemeral, but it goes straight to people's hearts. Only the big red shrimp next to Chen Jing could be seen, and Chen Jing's face turned a little paler after drinking these few words.

No one answered. Yin Huairou sneered.

Qin Hu in the distance was very nervous, and he hurriedly said to the green face beside him: "You quickly go and tell Yin Huairou not to delay any longer, and quickly seize the position of the god of the embroidered spring bend, and it will change later." ”

Qingmian responded in a low voice, rolled on the spot, and walked away in a black wind.

"This demon wants to destroy the foundation of your ancestors, and wants to make your wives separated and leave your hometown, but you want me to kill this demon ......" Chen Jing's voice was slightly hoarse, but it was brilliant and clear, and it spread all over the thirty miles of Xiuchun Bend. The big red shrimp nearby saw that Chen Jing's eyes were red, the corners of his mouth had overflowed with blood, and his body was shaky, and he could fall into the water at any time.

It didn't know why Chen Jing asked such things again and again. Even if this human without mana said what to do, could they have beheaded them if they said they wanted it? Its protruding eyes rolled, already thinking about the future, and in his opinion, Chen Jing was obviously going to die.

The sky was full of black clouds, lightning and thunder, and river waves. Yin Huairou approached step by step, and in Qin Hu's eyes, the spiritual power and charm condensed in the Xiuchun Bend River Basin shattered inch by inch under Yin Huairou's steps, and the talisman in Chen Jing's soul actually began to crack.

Chen Jing tried his last bit of mana, and the sound spread thirty miles away.

Brilliant, with all your efforts.

At this time, his whole person was in a trance, and the world was spinning, unwilling in his heart, but also helpless. He was unwilling to die here, and the god position had only been granted for a month, so why didn't he let himself go. Helplessly, those people looked at themselves and died, but none of them spoke, either numb, or afraid, or thought that everything was far away from them.

The murderous boulder was suppressed by Chen Jing with all his strength with the spiritual power of the Xiuchun Bend River Domain, and the divine power had been exhausted, and he could not drive the spiritual power of the River Domain at all.

There were more than twenty students sitting in a private school in Junling Town, the youngest was only six or seven years old, and the eldest was twelve or thirteen years old, but they were quietly looking at their husband at this time. Their husband had a black beard, neat black hair, and was full of Confucian scholarly temperament.

He seemed to be listening to something at this time, but after listening for a while, he asked suspiciously, "What did you hear just now?" ”

The students in this school were all reading before, and he only vaguely heard a voice asking something.

One of the boys stood up and said, "Mr. Hui, I heard someone ask you if you want to kill this demon. ”

The gentleman frowned, thought for a moment, but was suddenly startled, and shouted into the void: "To... Please slay this demon to the river god..."

At the same time, on the street of Nancheng Town, an old road sits under a willow tree by a bridge, and a flag is erected next to it, on which is written "Look up at the gods in the sky, look down on the ghosts, and ask about the affairs of the world, only three taels of silver." ”

He suddenly looked at the sky, stroked his beard, and said with a smile as if he was talking to himself: "Hehe, Poor Dao will help you." Then I heard him shout: "Yes, please ask the river god to kill this demon." ”

When he drank these words, his hair flew and his god was majestic. attracted the sideways glances of pedestrians on the street, and after the words fell, he returned to his half-dead appearance.

On the Xiuchun Bend River, the lotus at Chen Jing's feet was shattered, and people were about to fall into the river in a shake.

At that moment, he heard two thunderbolts burst through the air. One of the two voices had a majestic aura, and the other was a mysterious aura. His originally weak spirit suddenly perked, and his trance-like spirit was cleared.

Immediately afterwards, an old voice came from in front of the river temple: "Yes, please ask the river god to kill this demon." ”

Chen Jing's ears roared, and the voices of those people were not loud, but in his ears, they were like a thunderbolt, and they were like a sweet spring to moisten his heart.

In the dark, an inexplicable force surged from my heart.