The bottom of the water is dim, which is naturally a very unaccustomed thing for Lin Yun, but fortunately, there is a dialect as an underwater creature to lead the way, and he doesn't need to waste much of a look to explore the way, as long as he follows.

There was a surge of the river for no reason, Lin Yun was in a trance for a while, even if he had dialects to help him, his face turned pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and his mind was in chaos, but he always tried his best to maintain the clarity in his mind and keep himself san.

After a while, the river gradually regained its calmness, Lin Yun shook his slightly sober mind, his dry lips stuck together, his breathing was weak, and he tried to squeeze out a sentence: "Go up, I can't stand it." ”

glared at Lin Yun, who was pale and weak, and slowly walked towards the river with him.

On the way, Lin Yun didn't say a word, and when he reached the surface of the Shangde River, Lin Yun slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and smiled weakly: "I almost hung up." ”

Fang Yan squinted his eyes and looked around, and muttered, "It's not your fault, I couldn't bear it just now." ”

Lin Yun leaned against the stones on the shore, feeling unusually relaxed, breathing the air with a little attachment, thick and faint, with an indescribable feeling. Maybe this is human nature, shining on Lin Yun at this moment, making him feel warm.

Lin Yun, who felt weak, didn't speak again, but just glanced at Fang Yan with a puzzled look, as if asking if she had found something.

Fang Yan glanced at Lin Yun and said in a fluctuating tone: "It seems that someone fought with the dragon god in the water just now, so we can't withstand that kind of water pressure." ”

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed in his heart Fortunately, it wasn't for us, otherwise the water pressure of just these few breaths would be enough for us to drink a pot. As if seeing what Lin Yun was thinking, Fang Yan explained with great interest: "Although it is a few breaths of time, I think the person who came to attack the dragon god should not have tasted the sweetness, maybe this will be a saber fight with the dragon god somewhere around us, and the two of them will have to compete." ”

Lin Yun was stunned, the dialect was good, why didn't he think of it, but now he didn't bother to waste this brain, he didn't want to get up when he was lying on the shore, he didn't move, like a child.

Fang Yan glanced at Lin Yun, angry and funny, and finally shook his head.

Lin Yun, who succeeded in his plan, was secretly happy, and there was a wave of mana fluctuations in the distance, like a dragon going out to sea, the river was churning, and it was a stormy wave.

Not far away, the aura was violent, the qi blockade was strong, the mana fluctuated and agitated, the spiritual pressure was as majestic and heavy as a mountain, and an old monk sat in the void, with bright yellow monk clothes fluttering on his body. On the opposite side stood a kind old man with gray hair, who was clumsy, coarse linen, and looked like a fisherman who had been begging for a living on the water for many years.

Lin Yun and Fang Yan, who stopped flying swords from a distance, hid behind a stone pile, and looked at the two old men standing in the void in the distance, both of them were enveloped by a momentum that was ready to go, causing Lin Yun and Fang Yan to only wait and see from afar. Lin Yun, who was surprised, couldn't help but ask: "That fisherman is the dragon god, the legendary first person in the world's water tribe?" ”

The dialect is too lazy to despise Lin Yun, the things in the water, or our Jiaolong knows a lot, and said proudly: "That is, looking at the water tribe in the world, who dares to argue with the dragon god, everywhere else is a loach that can't make a little big wave, as long as it is in front of this dragon god, it is not worth mentioning." ”

Obviously, the dialect lied, but in fact, what she knew came from the heavenly calculation.

It's all about one mouth.

Lin Yun quipped: "What are you excited about?" ”

Fang Yan ignored it and devoted himself to the battle in the distance, Lin Yun muttered a few complaints, and also looked into the distance.

The old monk who was like a bodhisattva with low eyebrows seemed to be in a state of flux, not facing the kind old man with angry eyes, and the qi and spiritual pressure around him were settled, and everything seemed to be at peace. It was not him who had been provoking the posture, but the kind old man opposite, with angry eyes in King Kong, his momentum was furious, and his qi and spiritual pressure were about to burst, and he was angry.

A dragon groan sounded, the kind old man's anger swelled, and countless dragon-shaped energy wandered around his body, as if he was looking for the lonely ghosts wandering around to hide food, and the roar was shocking.

The old man on the opposite side didn't seem to have heard of it, and he was still the old monk settled, unaffected at all, with a mighty posture that didn't move the eight winds, but people couldn't see any clues.

Like a monk who sits down and listens attentively, listening to the teachings, he is receiving the cleansing of his soul.

Fang Yan and Lin Yun in the distance were all over, and even their souls trembled, from the inside to the outside, as if they had just been fished up from the eternal ice cave, and an invisible pressure enveloped the two of them.

Lin Yun shook his teeth and said, "It's all your fault, you suffer from watching the show." ”

Fang Yan glanced at Lin Yun with disdain, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said weakly: "Who said that I wanted to come to the play, so much so that I even lost Lian'er." ”

Fang Yan suddenly smiled, moved his steps to Lin Yun, and said in a low voice: "You said that this dragon god is really worthy of its reputation, but it is its own coercion that makes the two of us collapse." In their eyes, is our Immortal Dao Alliance like a group of local chickens and dogs? ”

Lin Yun shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Fang Yan asked weakly: "Who do you say that old monk is, why didn't he react at all?" ”

Originally, I wanted to hit Lin Yun's dialect and gave up when he saw that he was not fooled, and said in a flurry tone: "This is just a little spiritual pressure, the two of them haven't really done it yet, and the old monk has always had a calm attitude, coercive and introverted, but not arrogant and humble The coercion of the opponent Dragon God, presumably the two must be old rivals, and both sides are between the two of them." ”

Lin Yun glanced at Fang Yan and said with disdain: "My cultivation is higher than you, right?" ”

Fang Yan didn't bother to explain to Lin Yun, so he simply ignored him, and observed the mana fluctuations and qi arrangements of the two old men on his own.

At this time, the two old men were finally about to make a move, and Lin Yun said: "The show is about to start." ”

Looking into the distance, a dazzling light lit up, the old monk was covered in golden light, the Buddha's horn resounded all over the world, a big golden hand stretched out from the back of the old monk, not a real thing, but better than a real thing, a grasp of several dragon-shaped energy towards him, tightly bound in the palm of his hand, kept wailing, struggling, no use, the old man who looked very kind, at this moment his face changed, his face was frosty, and the law in his hand was transformed, first a few dragon-shaped energy made a shocking explosion, and the big golden hand that exploded shook Then several dragon-shaped energies exploded one after another, and the big hand transformed by the golden Buddha's light shook endlessly, and finally the golden light dissipated.

The two glanced at each other, and the old monk smiled kindly: "You are still an old method, so you will never be able to distinguish between you and me." ”

The kind old man took a sip and scolded: "If you have the ability, don't run today." ”

Without waiting for the old monk to answer, raising his hand is a thunderbolt, the old monk heard the thunder, his face changed sharply, and he sat down and rose a red lotus, dazzling, and an invisible light shrouded the old monk.

The thunder was agitated, but it couldn't break the invisible light curtain.

The old monk raised his dry palm, as if he wanted to turn the three mountains and five mountains in the world into something in his palm.

Everything is in the square inch, like a piece of quicksand, a period of time, undefeated. The time passes. The kind old man seemed to be a teenager old, his rough skin clinging to his thin and dry face, clutching his bones.

The old man snorted coldly, stood in the air, his hands clenched into fists, countless thunder and lightning powers were surging, a burst of water light shone, and a thin water curtain was formed, bombarding in front of the invisible light curtain of the old monk. It's like the whole river impacting the red lotus where the old monk sat down. The old monk raised his eyebrows, and the whole person changed from a low-eyed Bodhisattva to an angry-eyed King Kong. Stretching out his hand and turning into a golden light curtain, countless runes surged, and the golden light curtain kept changing various shapes, and finally turned into a big hand, and shouted angrily: "Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand." ”

The big hand pressed down against the kind old man, and shrouded the old man, the old man roared unwillingly, and the thunder continued to bombard, and the palm that seemed to hold a whole country was unconscious.

In the end, the old man's eyes gave birth to purple electricity, and the law turned around, raising his hand to attract a purple electric pillar the thickness of a bucket, which bombarded the Buddha country in his palm, and suddenly burst into wolf smoke. The old man stood in the void, chanting words in his mouth, and the smoke was everywhere below, and scenes of battle appeared, and finally the old man's eyes closed, and the whole scene dissipated.

The old monk's face was stunned, he immediately withdrew his palm, panted, and made a Buddha name with both hands, and the red lotus sitting down was still dazzling, and an invisible light curtain was born, so dazzling.

The amiable old man raised his hand with a thunderbolt of light, and a three-flavor true fire erupted, and the light curtain of the hit shook endlessly, and the old man opened his mouth and let out a dragon groan. An invisible aura appeared behind the old monk, and a dragon roar came out, crashing into the light curtain, and the light curtain shattered. The old monk was full of golden light, and the remaining power of his strength disappeared under the illumination of the golden light, which was not worth mentioning.

Fang Yan, who had been watching the battle carefully from a distance, and Lin Yun called obediently at the same time, really raising their hearts to their throats, and glancing at each other, Lin Yun patted his chest and said, "It's really an eye-opener." ”

Fang Yan nodded in agreement, this is even better than the final battle in the Qingfeng Temple in the capital of Houqian. Besides, there were many people present at that time, and it was a scuffle, but now this is two people fighting, and it is just a few breaths, it is already like this, no wonder Lin Yun and Fang Yan will be frightened.

The battle entered the white heat, and Lin Yun and Fang Yan in the distance seemed to be in dire straits, and they were uncomfortable.

At this moment, I saw that the old monk in the distance put his hands together and said aloud in his mouth: "When the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Freedom is walking in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he will overcome all suffering......

The old monk sat down and the red lotus flew up, and a golden light popped out with one hand, and quickly attacked the kind old man, the old man's figure moved, and the golden light exploded behind him. A cliff was blown to pieces, the old monk's whole body exuded a blurry light, such as fate, such as heavenly principles, such as all the suffering in the world, sitting down the red lotus holding the old monk to the old man, the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, the old man seems to be invincible, his face changes, and he raises his hand and flies away, like the vast heavenly road.

But obviously, it didn't have any effect, it only slightly stopped the old monk's advance, the old man's body retreated, and a sharp sword light flashed at his fingertips, stabbing at the old monk's heavenly spirit cover, and then the law in his hand changed.

The temperament of all things gushed out, and the hands of the sky spurted out, and many rivers gushed out from the top of the old monk's head, fixing the old monk in place, not moving an inch. The old monk's face became more and more ugly, and finally he was petrified, and the old man was full of excitement, and when he raised his head, he saw the phantom of an old monk above his head appearing.

On the chest of the phantom, a huge relic exuded a dazzling brilliance.

The old man trembled, and the petrified old monk in the distance cracked under the pressure of countless river phantoms.

The relics on the top of the old man's head shook slightly, and the kind old man seized the opportunity, transformed into a white dragon, and escaped from the red lotus seat.

The body of the dragon is more than 100 zhang long, I am afraid that it is the largest body of the dragon in this world, a rebellious heaven and earth, proud of the world. The old monk was not in a hurry, returned to the broken pile of stones, stretched out his hand and shot out a light, and the pile of stones was restored into a body. The old monk returned to the body with the relics, suddenly looked pale, looked at the white dragon in the sky overhead, took out a wooden fish from his arms, kept knocking, and the mysteries of the scriptures emerged, and finally formed a huge Buddha character in the air, pressing towards the white dragon, the white dragon opened his mouth and let out a dragon groan, and the Buddha word shook.

Canglong stretched out his dragon claws, grabbed the Buddha word, raised his head and roared, and his momentum was unparalleled in the world.

"There is a real dragon ?!! in this world"

Fang Yan was shocked, it turned out that there was still an orthodox dragon clan in this world, and it was a dragon.

Seeing that the old monk was about to lose, the white dragon transformed by the dragon god of the Li River was unparalleled in the world for a while, and he despised the old monk in the air above the Li River in the high air. The old monk's eyes flashed with a fine light, and the wooden fish in his hand flew up, chasing the dragon in the air, the mystery of Buddhism, and the sound of chanting, Buddhism, accompanied by the wooden fish hitting the white dragon fiercely.

Canglong had nowhere to dodge, so he had to flee in all directions, and Canglong, who was still imposing a moment ago, immediately fled in the wilderness.

The old monk breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the defeated Canglong fleeing everywhere, he stepped up the pursuit and offensive, the wooden fish was golden, and the Canglong looked so pale and powerless at this moment.

The old monk's interested commander Mu Yu pursued everywhere, so uncomfortable.

The white dragon suddenly broke into the water from a high altitude and churned in the river, with the power to overturn the river and the sea between its scales and claws. The wooden fish hesitated for a while before entering the water to pursue, and as the dragon churned in the river, the waves splashed a few feet high, and the dragon loomed. In the end, the wooden fish and the dragon disappeared together, the old monk's face was pale, and he kept changing the law, but he couldn't feel his wooden fish, and completely lost contact.

The old monk exclaimed and shouted angrily: "Demon daring, return my wooden fish!" ”

Standing up, driving the red lotus in the river, not daring to enter the water, the palm of the hand kept patting, the river was surging, the waves were rolling, and countless stormy waves suddenly arose, and the Li River could not be at peace for a moment.