It wasn't until Wang San approached that Gao Long was able to get a glimpse of his true face, and on his burly body, a blue armor naturally appeared, and each piece of armor was burning with flames like a glow, like a colorful finch stretching its feathers. In his left hand, he held a spirit sword, bloody and bloody, and in his right hand he held the head of an unlucky ghost.

The rough face is a little hideous, when he stands in front of you, the mountain that seems to crush people to pieces, the pressure of the mountain, the pressure of the people, but this person's voice is mellow and clear like a clear spring of water.

Gao Long was hesitating how to talk to this god-killing master, when the man suddenly frowned slightly, held his forehead with one hand, shook his head, and then quickly threw a bag of things towards Gao Long.

Gao Longcheng caught it with trepidation, and hesitated: "Senior, what is this......

Wang San shook his head and closed his eyes, gently rubbed his temples, and his voice began to slowly become rough: "That kid is going to stay in Dongjing for a while, and it is possible that a lot of the aura of the Golden Hazel River will be lost...... This is the fragment of the wild god golden body of some Yin Ancestral Wild Heirs that I killed casually in the early years, even if it is a compensation for you, it will be very beneficial to you to use your lotus water rhyme mantra to refine it......

Gao Long suddenly felt like he was on pins and needles, no wonder he felt that the thing in his hand was heavy, and he could save that little fragment of his golden body to this extent, and kill it casually? There are not thousands, but hundreds of dead wild gods.

He said in fear: "Senior, Xia Ze is my benefactor, if he wants to use the water of the Golden Thread River to transport spiritual energy, he can take it directly, there is no need to do this......

"If you want to take it, you ......will take it," Wang San's voice became a little impatient.

"Yes! Thank you seniors! Gao Long must remember it."

The scale armor and spirit official sword on the man in front of him suddenly dissipated, and finally turned into a burly rough man, covering his head in pain and whispering softly.

Gao Long was stunned, Wang San's appearance at this time was like a strange rocky hill overgrown with weeds, and then a spark ignited everything, and the flames burned the plain.

In an instant, all the mountains, rocks, rivers and rivers that were damaged in that great battle seemed to be forcibly twisted by some invisible avenue of heaven and earth.

The glow of heaven and earth flickered, and the ethereal sound resounded. Gao Long looked up, the shattered mountains and rocks, and the scattered rivers were intertwined, dust to dust, and soil to earth.

Like building walls and piles of tiles, the last grass and trees are restored to their original state, and the messy mountain peaks and rivers are silent as if this great battle has never happened.

Gao Long was stunned in place, and had an answer in his heart, the person in front of him was an ancient god, and the one who could turn the tide with such divine power must be an ancient god.

He had heard a few years ago that 10,000 years ago, the gods of Heaven and Earth who were far away from the heavens and the heavens were reincarnated to seek a glimmer of life in order not to dissipate their souls in the end of the Dharma era. Therefore, above this Kyushu, there are many Shinto successors, who may have been ordinary mortals in previous lives, but because of their talents, they were favored by the godhead of the ancient gods.

Then they all have the purpose of finding a certain one, and after 10,000 years, they will ascend to heaven again.

And Wang San is definitely not just as simple as being favored by ancient gods, his existence may be ancient gods.

In an instant, a full sixteen people, sixteen gods and goddesses of the mountains and rivers who sealed Zen in the Great Qi, because the time was reversed, stood in place, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

For some reason, the originally shattered Shuifu Mountains were miraculously restored, and even the five mountain gods and water gods who were killed by him casually came back from the dead, their eyes glazed and demented.

This would have been a good thing, but it might not have been in the hands of that immortal master, after all, just now, most of them advocated attacking him in groups and killing him.

"Except for this young man beside me, all of you, each stripped of a piece of gold and handed it to me." Wang Sansheng was like a bell, and his voice was no longer elegant and easy-going, and he gave orders to more than a dozen mountain and water gods under his feet.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the gods and goddesses present were as ugly as eating, but after thinking about it carefully, it was better to cut a piece of meat than to lose their lives.

Immediately, someone forcibly endured the great pain in his heart, forcibly peeled off a piece of bloody gold body, and offered it tremblingly.

Those two were the first to die

The god of mountains and rivers that exploded in the golden body even responded immediately, bowing his head and offering the fragments in his hands, and the fragments of the golden body were so large that they were beyond ordinary people, and they seemed to be really afraid.

Wang San waved his sleeves slightly, and the few golden fragments disappeared.

Several landscape gods hurriedly bowed, Wang San was just about to turn around and turn into a rainbow and leave, but he quickly turned around and said with a cruel smile: "His grandmother's, I really didn't expect that there are such stupid people in this world who dare to make these small actions in front of me."

Gao Long, and even the dozen or so gods of the landscape, looked at each other, sincerely frightened, and didn't know where they angered this fairy grandfather.

Only the mountain god present was anxious, his eyes dodged, and he shrank behind the crowd and was silent.

But gradually, an invisible domineering energy imprisoned his whole person, and finally he was held hostage in front of Wang San, and his bones crackled.

With tears on his face, he pleaded in pain: "The immortal spares his life, it is really you who broke my mountain first, and the little one is worried that the immortal will go and return, come and go......

Gao Long was confused, he didn't seem to understand, looking at what this means, this guy seems to have secretly calculated Wang San by some means?

The gods and goddesses of the mountains and rivers present were calm on the surface, but in fact, they were already secretly gloating in their hearts, as Wang San said, it was too stupid, after seeing Wang San's thunderous means of the sky, he still dared to calculate him like this, isn't this looking for death?

Wang San smiled cruelly, and a fragment of the golden body floated out from the palm of his hand, and under a closer look, there was a chance that purple smoke would float out.

"On the surface, this fragment of your golden body is bigger than everyone else, but you are very cunning, and you have put some kind of vicious spell in it, if someone refines it in the future, you will take the opportunity to plant a divine consciousness into the hearts and minds of others, take root, and even take away, you say, how can I spare you?" Wang San has completely lost that elegance and easy-goingness, or he is now Wang Er.

Jiao Yu's body began to light up with a dazzling red light, and he looked pained, wanting to participate but couldn't make a sound.

Next he saw a scene that broke his heart even more, the mountain he was in charge of was smashed by an invisible heavenly power and sank ten feet.

Not only him, but everyone except Gao Long felt that the waters and mountains he was in charge of were either condensed or the mountains were sinking.

Originally, Wang Er used a secret method to pull out some flaws in their mountain cave mansion, and those mountain and water gods tacitly understood it, but they did not make it public.

"Let me remind you, we people who go to the Five Realms can hear the voices of our hearts, and your little bit of petty abacus, I am like watching the fire." Wang Er sneered and put a finger to his lips.

"You have three points of practice, and I have seven points of sensing."

In this mountain and river, there are a few majestic peaks, which are completely gone, and where they should be, overgrown with weeds and desolate.

Including Jiao Yu, the five landscape gods who had moved their minds crookedly in private, the corpses of the gods and men were sitting, and they were like puppets with no feelings, and their expressions were motionless.

Wang Shuangzhong held a halo of light, it was the Divine Detention Technique that had just been cast, he sighed, turned his head to Gao Long and said, "You just have to concentrate on cultivation, these mountain gods and water gods are not right, I will take them with me for the time being to temper your mind, Daqi will not embarrass you."

Gao Long nodded, many words of intercession, after all, were not spoken, and he himself knew that it was too inappropriate.

didn't give Gao Long a chance to say goodbye, and the burly man turned into a rainbow and didn't know where to go.

Gao Long had mixed feelings in his heart, and looked at a few people behind him, as far as his eyes could see, the few people who were still unconvinced by him before, their eyes were full of flattery, and they almost nodded their heads.

Gao Long gradually recalled, and even couldn't control himself, which senior had a few twists and turns, maybe he helped him establish a prestige by the way.

Wang Er lowered the clouds and rolled down on a mountain ridge, and suddenly a burst of qi isolated this piece of heaven and earth, whether it was the gods of mountains and rivers, or fish, insects, birds and beasts, they all wanted to glimpse his embarrassing scene.

His whole body slammed into the boulder of the hill, and the boulder shattered like mud, and his blood poured out.

Two strands

However, a different voice sounded in the man's head, noisy.

He pounded his head frantically and roared.

The rugged man scolded, and his words were vulgar, as if he wanted to revive the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of another person in his body.

From beginning to end, the elegant and easy-going man was not angry in his mind, he was good at talking and speaking seriously.

But this only fueled the man's rough arrogance, and the scolding became more and more vicious, and finally the elegant man finally had some atmosphere, and sneered: "Protecting the road? What do you protect? I am your word."

On Wang Er's body, there is no longer that afterimage, showing a trend of merging the two into one.

At this moment, the burly man with tears on his face suddenly began to solemnly recite the name of an old man, and the elegant man who chattered endlessly suddenly paused, and finally fell silent.

Heaven and earth were no longer separated, and after the rain had passed, a man fell on the hill and wailed.

Wang Eryi went for three days and disappeared, and the matter of practicing boxing was naturally put on hold.

In the past few days, Xia Ze would go to a certain section of the Jinjiao River in Daqi Dongjing every morning.

Purple gas comes from the east, and the sun rises.

Xia Ze sat cross-legged on the shore, muttering softly a mantra for refining water transportation, and every time at this time, the sound of the river tide would be extremely noisy.

The cyan mist floated out of the river, and finally slowly gathered, condensed into thousands of cyan silk threads, and finally converged into the cyan robe sleeve robe that Xia Ze was wearing.

The river was noisy, as if a heavy rain had fallen, and blue water droplets fell on the river.

Half of the condensed water transport is taken away and half is returned to the Jinhai River, which is a rule that Xia Zelei can't move. It's not that he doesn't want to take it all, it's just that in front of the Emperor of Great Qi, he is so polite, it's like opening the box in front of people and taking away people's coffins, and walking away in a grand manner, which is a little too disrespectful.

"Childe, are you back?" Chen Dongyou put down the firewood in his hand, and just happened to see Xia Ze walk in from outside the door.

Xia Ze nodded and said with a smile, "Go out and go around, ready to start striking iron."

Chen Dongyou swallowed, this is about to start again.

I saw Xia Ze's heart move, and the furnace fire ignited immediately, and he threw it away, and one hundred and ten immortal coins full of spiritual energy were thrown into the furnace fire by him.

Xia Ze didn't blink, and his face was red from the fire.

Chen Dongyou's flesh hurt for a while, for three days, Xia Ze was like this every day, throwing a lot of fairy money inside.