The people were terrified.

The dragon's roar is far better than thunder.

Because of this, they finally knew what happened, this Huaishui Dragon King was being hunted down by the gods!

After all, this water vein is very famous, flowing through several states, and there are often government offices to preside over sacrificial ceremonies.

At this moment, many people are very conflicted.

Judging from the tone of the evil dragon, he must have committed the heinous crime, and even threatened to slaughter all living beings within 500 miles and turn the country into a thousand miles!

Sin deserves death......

But his own life is in his hands.

"Get out of the way at once and give this king a way out!"

The four-clawed frog roared again, as if it had pinched Meng Fan's death hole, and there was a blazing dragon ball in its mouth that led to it, and it had a posture of exploding itself immediately if the conditions were not met.

Sacrifice a blow, heaven and earth live together?

Jiaolong of this level...... It is indeed possible to drag the creatures within a radius of 500 miles on the road together.

In addition, it is also not a lie to turn into a thousand miles of Zeguo.

Huaishui is long, how can it be thousands of miles?

In addition, various tributaries, as well as the genus of Jiaolong, have a lot of experience in manipulating water veins.

Knotty!

Even if he couldn't see Meng Fan's expression and subtle movements clearly through the mask and armor, Jiao Wang could still guess that he had hesitated through his stalemate and hovering posture.

So, the body hanging in the air began to fly.

Below, because the divine throne was deprived by the holy decree, there was no one to inherit it for the time being, and the Huai Shui, which set off a huge wave, became more and more violent.

At the same time, dark clouds are churning, the wind is roaring, and rich water vapor begins to condense in the air!

I don't even bother to pay attention to eternal life and eternal life, what else is there to be afraid of?

Even though there was no Lei Gongdian Mother present, the evil dragon himself arranged the rainstorm and showed Meng Fan that he was not pretending!

"Decide quickly, this king only needs a way to live, and there are still beautiful mussel girls and the best elixir in the water mansion, you can take it yourself......

Meng Fan's eyes were cold, but there was a vague intention of relenting, and he changed his voice, becoming extremely low, and interrupted, "Where is the Divine Seal?"

At present, he does not want to reveal his identity and provoke this evil beast.

"Humanity is rejected by luck, and heaven is disgusted, this king wants it useless, and he will take the initiative to throw it away before leaving the territory."

The four-clawed old Jiao responded coldly, if it wasn't for the suppression of the state and the opponent's possession of a terrifying magic weapon, why did it have to act like this?

I only hated that little Taoist priest for ruining his own good deeds, and pretended to appease, and took the opportunity to enter Beijing to sue the emperor!

Take the initiative to give up the Divine Seal?

No three-year-old child would believe this.

As for his departure from the territory, it was not expected by Meng Fan, after all, humanity and heaven could not tolerate such evil animals, so the only way to change the world was to go to Tibet, or the Great Eclipse, or even more distant foreign lands.

The atmosphere was eerily silent.

Some people are crying out, while others are angry and resentful, and they are speaking all kinds of foul language.

The target was not only the evil dragon, but Meng Fan, a Taoist who was ordered to slay the dragon, was also complaining, and tens of thousands of thoughts poured into his mind.

Who cares why you slay the dragon?

If I am implicated in this matter, then you will not be able to escape the blame, and it is no different from the evil spirit!

Maybe no matter what happens, the Huaishui Dragon God will take advantage of the troubled times and the fall of humanity in the future to create all kinds of disasters, and they will change their faces.

Meng Fan recited the mantra and meditated, ignoring such thoughts, if there was no other choice but to choose between the survival of all souls and the slaughter of evil dragons, then he would choose the former and give up all plans, because the people were indeed innocent, and they could not afford the cause and effect.

"Don't procrastinate, make a quick decision!"

Lao Jiao is also anxious, worried about the change later, it seems that it has the initiative now, but what if people can really be ruthless and abandon all spirits?

"However, Sanmao Zhenjun clearly investigated, and the disciples wanted to kill the evil dragon, support humanity, and revitalize the Daomen."

Generally speaking, communicating with God requires a variety of postures, but there is also a sincere and spiritual speech.

But no matter what, Meng Fan felt that he could invite his ancestor to take action with a wisp of thought in such a humble situation.

In the past, there was the Dantian Fu Demon Academy, Guan Shengdijun.

Not long ago, it was Shenxiao Jade Mansion Lei Zu Tianzun.

The two great gods are kind and close to themselves, but he has a legacy and a follower......

As soon as the thought came to mind, a flash of light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a breathtaking sword light rushed into the sky, smashing thousands of miles of water vapor.

Heaven and earth are instantly clear.

The sound of Qinglang chanting sounded, and it came from nowhere: "Suddenly met on the east side of Dongshan, shaking hands Ding Ning spoke like a bell."

"The swordsmanship has become a king, and there is a dragon to kill the dragon."

Jiaowang was stupid, it looked around in disbelief, he was a generation of demon kings, how could there be such a person in the world?

Shouldn't you have risen early?

Just by pulling out a sword from afar, all abnormal movements were completely quelled, and it seemed that as long as one more thought was issued, the dragon body comparable to the mountain range would be strangled by the endless sword qi.

Before King Jiao could figure it out, Meng Fan, who had fallen into silence, heard three ethereal voices in his ears, which sounded almost simultaneously, overlapping each other:

"The next time you are in trouble, think of this ancestor again, someone has already taken action."

"Little Taoist, with Benjun staring, you just have to continue to make a name for yourself, hahaha."

The voice of the previous chant came, and it was no longer a fairy wind and a hero, but full of ridicule.

"Who are the seniors?"

Meng Fan didn't dare to slack off, and immediately replied with a divine thought.

"I haven't read enough books, I have to read them again in the future, otherwise I will be in vain."

"One more hint for you, and listen."

"Eight hundred years after attaining enlightenment, I have never taken people's heads with a flying sword. The Jade Emperor has not yet reached the heavens, and the goods are mixed with the world."

A word immediately popped into Meng Fan's mind:

Sword Immortal!

The poem is very straightforward.

Master Dao, I have been getting it for eight hundred years, and my hands have not been contaminated with human life, why hasn't the Jade Emperor Lao'er summoned me, that's it, then I still continue to fight with my sword in this world.

This kind of cultivation is enough to soar, but he is unwilling to take the initiative to enter the heavenly court, so he must be ordered by the Jade Emperor himself, and send a messenger to meet him and invite him to go up.

Such treatment...... As far as Meng Fan knew, one was the ancestral heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, and the other was his own ancestral master, Damao Zhenjun.

And a few lines of poetry seem to be not murderous, but after careful scrutiny, there is actually murderous aura hidden everywhere, perhaps it is over-interpretation, and I always feel that this Jade Emperor will not summon again, and this immortal will not be able to cultivate.

"But Lu Zu in person?"

Divine thoughts flew out, and Meng Fan, who consciously figured out the meaning of the poem, ignored the old Jiao who was confronting him in the air, and hurriedly saluted towards an inconspicuous mountain in the east.

"It's also clever."

"Since I have received a gift from you, I will pass on your style, lest those Taoist friends in Maoshan say that I am not righteous."

Pointing out from afar, Meng Fan's mind appeared the method, as well as all kinds of tricks.

The way of sword immortals to raise soldiers!

"The world is swimming for half a day, there is no need to cross the phoenix and ride the dragon, and occasionally fly the sword because of the fight, and destroy the first peak in the south."

In the unruly laughter, the white-clothed figure on the top of the East Mountain disappeared, and only the silent scene for thousands of miles proved that he had indeed come.

However, the killing intent that made the four-clawed old Jiao's bones chill did not dissipate, this was Ming Huanghuang warning him that if he dared to implicate the innocent again, he would die on the spot, and he would not be able to self-detonate the Dragon Ball at all.