The whole mountain range rumbled, like a dragon screaming.

The glow was swaying, the mist was steaming, and there were several mountain and water gods on the ridge of the land around Dongjing, looking at the cave with frightened faces.

The assassins from the Great Zhou Dynasty gathered here, and they had already heard of it, but there was an order from above to pretend not to know, so naturally they would not provoke fire.

But at the moment, no matter what it seems to be gone, the man in the Taoist robe who came from an unknown source, punch by punch, beat the flesh and blood of the hundreds of people, not to mention, the weight of the fist, even with the surrounding hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers and spiritual energy scattered, and it is about to be wasted.

The faces of several mountain gods and water gods were extremely ugly, and their eyes were staring at the fists in the cave like thunder, for fear that the flying punch would come to their own landscapes, and it would really be a disaster.

When the time comes, will they care or not?

Sure enough, what are you afraid of. Suddenly, a string of extremely slow fist shadows floated out of that cave, and all of them fell on a certain majestic mountain peak impartially.

After a moment, a golden light shone out from the eighteen fist shadows imprinted on that mountain peak, as if the hollowed-out mountain peak was filled with fist intent at that moment.

The mountain peak exploded, the rocks rolled down, and the mountain peak suddenly became half a body shorter, and the tide-like aura began to gush out from the gap in the mountain peak, returning to the sky.

"Grandma's, it's really a blood mold! Lie down and get stabbed!" The mountain god who belonged to the mountain mountain forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood that rushed up his throat, and ran to repair the broken ridge with a curse.

"There are only a few Upper Five Realms on the Ethereal Continent, and there are so many gathered today, and there is a big fight here, if you have the ability to move mountains, move the mountain peaks away from this place as soon as possible, in case that Immortal is not light or heavy, and his golden body is broken, then the gains will outweigh the losses." The person who spoke was a white and pure young man, wearing a blue water robe and holding a jade wat in his hand.

This person is the little water god of a branch of the Jinhai River, just because the water area and water house he is sitting on are remote, probably with the idea of gloating, thinking that he should not be endangered, so he made strange remarks and mockery.

Several of the people present were mountain gods and water gods, their eyes were gloomy, and they had hidden murderous intentions, if they hadn't killed the mountain and water gods of Daqi Fengzen at will, they would have been held accountable, and they really wanted to join forces to slaughter this schadenfreude bastard.

Among them, an old mountain god Jiao Yu was the worst, because the mountain where two groups of people were fighting belonged to his jurisdiction.

What the little water god of yin and yang said is indeed true, if he really moves the mountain, he may really be able to escape this disaster, but the aura that has been suppressed for a long time will be scattered in the heavens and the earth, and it is considered to have completely moved the foundation, and how many people will be willing.

As a result, the next moment, a golden fist shadow as big as a bull floated out of the cave, and the rocks shattered, turning into a "shooting star" with a long tail, passing through the sky.

In the end, somewhere in the Jinha River, a fist shadow fell into the river, and suddenly fell like a grain of spark falling into a haystack, the entire river instantly boiled, and countless dead fish and shrimp surfaced. qs

The water god who was still yin and yang at the beginning, his face was miserable, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight from the mountain.

An emaciated mountain god in a brocade robe stepped forward and said to Jiao Yu: "Brother Jiao, the situation is critical, why don't we join forces and fight to the death with that guy, we must not let him destroy our avenue in one fell swoop, we fifteen mountain and water gods have their own mountains and rivers to win, and we are tired and tired to death."

Jiao Ting turned his head to look at him, silent, but from the hesitation in the corner of his eyes, it could be seen that this sentence obviously made him shake a little.

The surrounding mountains, Jiao Yu occupies the most peaks, and the cultivation is also the highest, and the cultivation of the Seven Realms is the same, as long as he is the main backbone, he may really have a chance of winning.

In the cave, the sound of killing shook the sky, although I couldn't get a glimpse of the battle situation, but it was obvious that I could feel the unstoppable fist intent, which seemed to have weakened slightly.

Now is the time to do it, and it may really be a good time for ants to bite a weakened elephant.

"Don't miss the opportunity, then do it." Jiao Yu shouted.

"No! Listen to my advice, don't do it! The strength of the person who came was indispensable

If you rashly fight with him, I'm afraid you will suffer a big loss, and let me negotiate with him, and then it's not too late to make plans!" A person suddenly rose from the golden wisp river on the side, shattered a splash, and shouted.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be the second son of the Golden Thread River Water Mansion, what? Not long after he succeeded as the god of water, he scared outsiders?" A yellow-shirted water god sneered.

The person who came was the new water god of the Jinhai River who met Xia Ze not long ago, Gao Long, hearing the sarcastic words of the water god of the water branch of the river, his face was a little ugly, but he quickly calmed down, shook his head and said: "I am not greedy for life and afraid of death, I really can't bear to let your colleagues cut off the avenue because of the momentary underestimation of the enemy."

"Don't be alarmist there, if you Gao Long is really a rat, just get out of the way, don't spoil our big business." Someone jumped out to echo the sarcastic god of water.

It stands to reason that Gao Long sits in the Jinqi River Water Mansion, and should be the co-master of this river desecration, ordering all the river gods to divert the river. However, earlier, the prestige of the old water god was extremely high, and Gao Yun had won over many people in private, and the last successor was Gao Long, who was quiet and self-serving, so naturally many people were dissatisfied and ready to move.

Jiao Yu's eyes were cold, and he smiled: "The matter has come to this, I'm afraid I really can't deal with this matter in a good voice, second son, I hope to retreat as soon as possible, don't obstruct it too much, otherwise it will ......"

In a moment, in addition to the little water god who had passed out, fifteen mountain and water gods surrounded Gao Long, and the water god condensed the water transport and sacrificed the magic weapon, and the mountain god held the yellow aura with both hands and carried the mountain stone to suspend it above his head.

At the touch of the war, Gao Long smiled bitterly and sighed slightly.

"Second son, since you know the stakes, don't retreat quickly to avoid the pain of flesh and skin, otherwise, Daqi will lose a water god in vain, and we will not be able to explain." Jiao Ting softened his tone slightly, but he clenched a yellow long sword in his hand and said with a smile.

From beginning to end, they all referred to Gao Long as the second son, and no one seemed to regard him as the orthodox god of water.

"As long as I, Gao Long, am the water god of the Golden Thread River for a day, you are not allowed to dare to do such a great rebellion." Gao Long gently folded his sleeves, hung with the sky, and said something in his mouth.

In an instant, the endless golden wisp river, the brilliance flowed, and a steady stream of water transport aura rushed into the sky, causing the surrounding earth to tremble slightly, and finally wrapped around Gao Long, turning into a roaring water dragon.

"What! He actually mastered the water trick of condensing water transportation? But didn't Gao Yun and the old water god die a long time ago?" Someone was shocked.

The gods of mountains and rivers present saw this scene, but their hearts exploded, and they didn't even know whether to change to a flattering look. Now that Gao Long has mastered the water trick, and even mastered it very well, it is not a one-sided bullying of more and less, maybe it will hurt both sides.

At this moment, beside Jiao Yu, the two water gods who were chattering endlessly, for some reason, suddenly glowed with red light all over their bodies, and the golden body of the water god used to repair the Great Dao was dazzling like charcoal fire, and then continued to grow.

In the end, the two water gods exploded and died in a miserable wail.

The fragments of the golden body, like flying fireflies, are not left at all.

The crowd was in an uproar, and Jiao Yu looked at Gao Long with a shocked face, only to find that he was also dumbfounded and confused.

"This ...... What the hell is going on?"

Gao Long's heart palpitated, and he took a step back, it was obvious that it was the Upper Five Realms powerhouse deep in the cave who made a move.

Suddenly, several thunderbolts fell from the sky, and the momentum shook the sky, as if a spider web covering the sky overhead.

Three more mountain and water gods were struck by lightning, their souls dissipated, and their golden bodies shattered.

Gao Long finally wavered a little, maybe it was not a bad thing to hinder them from besieging and killing this power of the Five Realms? But the next moment, reality quickly slapped him in the face.

The remaining ten gods of the mountains and rivers, led by Jiao Yu, did not hesitate, and could no longer care about the loss of the luck of the mountains and rivers, and sacrificed the magic of moving mountains in the river at the bottom of the box.

More than a dozen high mountains, entangled in the river, rise from the ground.

"Perform these little tricks in front of me, and seek death?" Wang San's voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, like an ancient bell.

Suddenly, dozens of mountains are still there

The churning river water seemed to be under great pressure, and it fell from a high altitude.

In the mountains and rivers, the rivers are flooded, the fog is filled, and the mountains and rocks roll away.

Except for Gao Long, who was safe and sound, there were a few people left, and everyone was agitated and spat blood.

But this is not over, I saw that above my head, a mountain that can be called a shield from the sky and the sun is slowly sinking.

Before he fell to the ground, the majestic righteousness overwhelmed the people.

The time of death was approaching, and the remaining ten landscape gods realized how naïve and ridiculous their previous move of wanting to besiege and kill Wang Er was.

Not to mention that he can ignore the laws of Daqi and directly kill the gods of mountains and rivers, now that he has cast a spell to move such a huge mountain, how can he be an ordinary immortal?

That's the gods of the gods.

Gao Long's brows furrowed slightly, as if he had made up his mind, and quickly pinched the trick, and the five dragon blue brocade robe on his body, which had been repaired with great difficulty, lit up with dragon patterns.

The golden wisps of the river roared suddenly, and finally the countless water dragons rose to resist the huge mountains that were constantly sinking.

Jiao Yu's whole body was soft, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said in shock, "Is he crazy? Mayflies shake trees? Is he going to fight the great road and die with the mountain?"

The water dragon at the front collapsed into a splash in less than a moment, and Gao Long was already bleeding at this moment, but he was still constantly using magic to carry the water dragon to compete with the mountain.

"Boy, it's none of your business, don't interfere, I'm wiping Xia Ze's butt for that kid, I have my own measure." The elegant and gentle voice resounded through the heavens and the earth again.

Gao Long was dumbfounded, stunned in place, and finally wiped the blood from his face indiscriminately, and said happily: "It turns out that Shangxian is a friend of Engong."

The mountain suddenly disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never been there.

A middle-aged man covered in blood walked out of the cave, shook it slightly, and the blood dissipated on the shining armor.

"The Great Zhou Dynasty is in the same vein, and it is out of business today."