The water potential in the Jing River stopped at the moment when the frog rose into the air, and then rolled up. Chen Jing was actually in the river basin and was swept away without the power to resist, the scene in front of him changed, he was already in mid-air, and the river was still under his feet. It's just that the river no longer flows and rushes on the earth, but rolls in the air. In front of it is a frog at the head of the waves, half hidden in the river and half outside the waves. The head was born with short horns, there was a hint of golden light in his eyes, and there were pieces of green scales on his body, and there was gold on the edge where the green scales met, and there was already a trace of turning into a dragon.

Looking back, the river waves are from the bottom to the top, and the whole river waves are like a water Jiao that has been lurking on the earth for many years and has been practicing for an unknown number of years. His head was raised, and his body was still entrenched in the boundless earth.

This dragon roar woke up countless cultivators, and they all escaped from the retreat, looking into the sky, only to see a frog in the sky churning up the waves, rushing against the waves, and the sky was even higher with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

This is what this is in the eyes of cultivators, but in the mortal world, there is such a sentence: "On the sixth day of June, the dragon sucks water in the northwest, the sky is about to pour, and the water flows backwards." ”

The water of the Jing River flows backwards, and rises in the air at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, like a water dragon facing the thunder and lightning, climbing the wind and clouds.

The gods can't fly away in the nine heavens, this is the prohibition left by the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court back then, but today the court does not show the prohibition but it has not been eliminated, Chen Jing wanted to fly to the sky twice, but was forced down by the forbidden heavenly punishment. What the Dragon King is doing now is what Chen Jing didn't do.

Nine days of soaring.

The water waves are surging, Chen Jing is in the river waves, together with the many river gods, taking advantage of the momentum, none of them can escape, in Chen Jing's heart, the power of this dragon king is even heavier. In the midst of this soaring wave, Chen Jing suddenly felt that his spirit and spirit were fused with the river waves, and with the Jiaolong King, in a trance, he felt that he had become the Jiaolong King, and a picture flashed in his mind.

"A small water snake, breaking out of its shell on a dark and windy night, is not in the slightest special compared to other snakes. It struggles to survive, carefully hunting again and again, fighting with its own kind, fighting with its prey, and escaping from the predator's mouth. Chen Jing could understand the uneasiness and hardship of this little snake, and the kind of ignorant hardships of surviving between heaven and earth were directly imprinted in Chen Jing's heart. Until one day, this water snake swallowed a tempting Neidan, nine deaths, Chen Jing can still feel the pain of the water snake's body after swallowing the Neidan, the pain of cramping and pulling out the marrow, Chen Jing empathizes. ”

It's not just Chen Jing who suddenly has these things in his heart, but every river god who is wrapped in the waves has this kind of body smell, as if he has become the Dragon King and is also experiencing everything.

"Since then, the water snake has opened its spirit, slowly embarked on the road of cultivation, gone through hardships, escaped death again and again, practiced hard, grew up at a very slow and extremely firm speed, and finally became a famous demon spirit in this Jing River, and after many difficult battles, the mood transformed, turned into a Jiao, and became the dragon king."

Jiaolongwang's experience Chen Jing's heart was imprinted, and the improvement and change of his mood every time he grew up was very clear, which made Chen Jing experience the mental journey of Jiaolongwang. His eyes were fixed on the Kunlun Mountain, and as it went up, the mountain became steeper and steeper, and the originally blue mountain slowly turned gray-white, and then snow-white. The mountains are too high, the air is too cold, and there is snow.

Looking up, one after another thunderbolts above the nine heavens pierced down like sharp swords, thunderbolting on the frog Jiao. The frog didn't care, just rushed up against the thunder. In the waves of the thunder, Chen Jing also felt the breath of destruction of everything, and the electric light was transmitted down the frog and divided into countless small electric sparks, Chen Jing once again experienced the power of thunder. The thunderbolts did not just slash towards the frog Jiao's body, Chen Jing and the river gods were punished by heaven together, sharing the power of heavenly punishment.

Chen Jing once again felt the power of heaven, compared to the Turtle Yuan Transformation Tribulation, he was a little more prepared, it can also be said that it was the second time to face the contact, and he had more experience. But when the thunder fell, he realized that there was no experience to speak of under this heavenly tribulation. That boundless breath of destruction can break a person's mind, and the power of thunder will crush you to powder the moment your mind breaks.

Chen Jing's heart suddenly flashed with a clear realization, the root of this thunderous tribulation was not the power of the thunder on the surface, but the invisible thunder that hit the heart. This is the Heavenly Tribulation, and this is why the person who has survived the Heavenly Tribulation can betray the two of them with the Heavenly Tribulation, because the soul has been sublimated, and this is the essence of the Dao heart. As for the thunder on the bright side hitting the body, it is of great benefit to the body, which can calm the body and make the body more pure.

The sky was cloudy, and I only saw clouds flying quickly in the direction of Kunlun Mountain in all directions. The world does not know that a major event is happening in this heaven and earth, and maybe a real dragon will appear from now on. They didn't know, but it was only when later people talked about it that they suddenly realized that there were so many things that happened that day.

There are countless mountains and rivers between heaven and earth, and there are demons or cultivators standing on the top of the major mountains, who quietly look at the sky in the direction of West Kunlun. For them, the Dragon King's move was both expected and unexpected.

Because there are many people who look up at the seemingly cloudy sky, but they have a heavy feeling, whether they are gods or cultivators. From time to time, there is an urge in my heart to soar into the sky and rush to see the nine heavens away.

A hundred years ago, Jiaolong did it once, failed, but survived. A hundred years later, he took off again, aiming to turn into a dragon.

The black clouds on that side are like the sea, but the space under the black clouds is transparent by the thunder and bright light, and the frogs bear the brunt of it, rushing up to the densest place of thunder and lightning, and the dense lightning is cleared down. Split on his body, on the river gods who were in the middle of the river waves.

Each river god transported all the divine power on his body, and was extracting the spiritual power of the Jing River to protect himself from being hit into powder by the thunder, at this moment, the power of the entire Jing River was blended together under the same force of the Jiaolong King and the river gods. The dragon king roared, and the sound spread thousands of miles, and the green scales on his body were exceptionally bright.

Despite this, in the eyes of those monks who were more advanced, the river gods in the river waves appeared in a few moments under the thunder, and then they were beaten into powder and disappeared into the river waves.

Dozens of river gods followed the frogs, like fish against the water trend, with the frog's waves, soaring, higher and higher, and the thunder and lightning became more and more dense, only to see that in the transparent river waves illuminated by the thunder light, one by one the river gods disappeared under the thunder. After a while, there were only a dozen of dozens of river gods.

Chen Jingsi only felt a shining thunderbolt, and his ears were filled with the noisy thunder, but other than that, there was no sound, and the only thing he could do was to maintain that trace of clarity.

A frog roared towards the thunder, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, the howling wind collected the qi, and the spiritual energy of the Jinghe River continued to surge from the earth, and even the sea water at the mouth of the sea thousands of miles away was already flowing backwards towards the river. And closely behind the frog was a butterfly, with light blue butterfly wings, soft and weak, flying white in the river waves, flying in the thunder. The butterfly was not eye-catching, but after the people in front of him and around him turned into prototypes, and then annihilated in the thunder, the butterfly that had been flying became eye-catching.

After Chen Jing came out of the underworld, he caused obsidian to shake and killed a lot of people, including three disciples of Daomen Buddhism who were very famous in Obsidian Prefecture, but there were still very few people who knew Chen Jing. When talking about Chen Jing, most people will say that Ye Qingxue's junior brother, his name was completely covered up by Ye Qingxue's later battle in Longpo. There are few people who really know Chen Jing.

The thunder struck the butterfly through the river waves, and the butterfly, which seemed to be blown apart by the wind in a stronger wind, still followed the frog peacefully after a flash. Behind the butterfly, a river god turned into an unknown giant fish, and another thunderbolt fell, and the skin and flesh of the giant fish spread out like dust.

Everything is so clear and quiet, just a momentary thing, but it is imprinted in my mind.

"Who's that butterfly?"

Many people who ask in their hearts, and those who have friends next to them will ask out loud, but the other party shakes their heads in the same way.

On a hill very close to Kunlun Mountain, Lichen was drinking wine, looking up at the same thing, what she saw in her eyes was the butterfly that followed behind the frog, of course she knew who it was. Her eyes were still arrogant, but the momentum emanating from her body seemed to rise to the sky, plunging into the black clouds and shattering everything.

And there was another place where the yin qi was thicker, and the ethereal spirit stood there, and through the flash of lightning in the sky, she could see that her body had condensed a lot. Her eyes will never appear the kind of arrogance and murderous aura that leaves the dust, but will always be the kind of eyes like a girl, no matter who she sees, she just glances and looks, like shy, and like afraid, but if you look at her seriously, you will find the agility and vigilance of her eyes. Whoever stands next to her will always be a few meters away from the other party. However, Chen Jing knew that she had an extremely clear and strong heart under her weak appearance. Grievances and grievances are clear, and fortune and fortune are in retreat.

Under the thunderbolt and lightning, she stood there, looked up at the butterflies in the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and murmured: "If the river god dies before he finishes reporting the life-saving grace of the river god, the void spirit will set up a monument for the god and worship it every year." ”