Listening to Yang Ning's words, the thousand-year-old Jiao hidden in the huge waves seemed to be a little angry.

The huge waves that hit like mountains and seas not only did not have the tendency to subside at all, but became more ferocious, covering the sky and the sun!

The water surface of the Yi River is wide, hundreds of meters, but even so, if there is no thousand-year-old Jiao, it will not be able to turn such wind and waves at all!

Just look at the height of the huge waves, like a tsunami!

Seeing this, among the two small figures like a drop in the ocean in front of the huge waves, Yang Ning smiled: "I have met a lot of people who are stronger than you, but in my opinion, they are not as good as you, because ......"

"They don't have the courage you have."

The storm and rain fell overwhelmingly from the top of Yang Ning's head, Yang Ning raised his hand and flicked lightly at the raindrops in it-

Tick!

A drop of rain broke in an instant, and flew out towards the incoming waves.

Thundered!

The waves are thundering!

The huge waves that covered the sky and swept towards Yang Ning suddenly changed!

The huge wave that originally hit Yang Ning first stood still for a moment as if time had stood still!

It's a short process, maybe a second, maybe two seconds!

Then, it was as if the waves had been bent by a pair of invisible hands that fell from the sky!

Suddenly, I hit back in the direction I came!

The monstrous waves were reversed, but they were covered by the thousand-year-old Jiao hidden behind the huge waves!

The waves fell into the river, splashing in all directions, but the waves did not disappear!

Instead, he took the dark purple thousand-year-old Jiao and smashed it towards the riverbed under the Yi River!

Thundered!

Another sound like thunder came from under the river, and this time, the entire east and west mountains of Longmen were shaking violently!

The boundless old monk beside Yang Ning hurriedly stepped on the reed leaves under his feet and shouted: "Yuankong Temple, stabilize the mountain!" ”

A certain temple on the east mountain of Longmen suddenly lit up with Buddha light, and the two mountains of Longmen that shook violently gradually stabilized.

The old monk turned his head to look at Yang Ning, very carefully, and said with careful consideration: "That, can you, can you make a little less movement?" ”

Yang Ning has always been very talkative, and he bowed his head and said, "Okay, it was indeed me who didn't think about it just now, and I will definitely pay attention next time." ”

"However, will this thousand-year-old Jiao be beaten to the bottom of the river by me like this, and dare not come out again?"

"No, it won't!"

The old monk looked at the undulating river in front of him and said, "The old man has been in Longmen for so many years, and he knows the temperament of this thousand-year-old Jiao best!" ”

"The only pursuit of this millennium Jiao is to turn into a dragon! But it can't cultivate on its own, so it can only rely on external forces. ”

"If it could do it on its own, it should have turned into a dragon and ascended five hundred years ago, and now after waiting for more than five hundred years, I finally met you who could turn it into a dragon, but you broke off the idea of turning it into a dragon, which is almost like asking for its life."

"Now you are the only thought of that beast, and it will not let go of this only chance to turn into a dragon in its dragon career no matter what!"

As soon as the old monk's words were finished, the river in front of the two of them once again arched into huge waves!

The millennium Jiao, who had just been smashed into the riverbed by Yang Ning with river water, made a comeback!

The Millennium Jiao has a spirit of perseverance, but Yang Ning doesn't want to play with it.

Sighing lightly, Yang Ning said gently: "I understand, this is still a dream chaser, but it's a pity that it really can't turn into a dragon." ”

Looking at the huge waves on the river that were about to rise again, Yang Ning slowly raised his hand, "Jiaojiao, I have already given you a chance, this is your own choice, no wonder me." ”

"It's better to send you away, please rest assured, it won't hurt."

After speaking, as before, Yang Ning once again stretched out his hand to the falling raindrop in front of him!

Airplanes!

This time, the raindrops that were bounced did not break, but disappeared out of thin air!

After that, Yang Ning waved his hand casually!

While!

In the Zhongzhou Lingwa store, the sword body of the bronze short sword above Yang Ning's desk trembled violently, and a drop of crystal water appeared on it!

The water droplets slid down the blade of the sword, and when they fell from the blade, the originally transparent droplets had turned a dark purple.

That's the color of the blood of the millennium.

On the Longmen of Luocheng, on the Yihe River, at the moment when the bronze short sword body in the Zhongzhou Lingwa store trembled just now, in front of Yang Ning, the monstrous waves that had surged again were suddenly cut off from the middle!

The surging water wave was like a fragile piece of paper, and it suddenly lost the momentum of the water waves, and smashed straight down like a landslide!

"Roar!!"

The fierce roar came from under the river, and listening to this roar, Yang Ning said to himself: "Well, the voice is so powerful, it seems that you really don't feel pain." ”

In front of him, the river that had just been cut off fell heavily, and then a waterfall rose into the sky, with a hideous, huge dragon head in it!

The dragon head roared angrily at Yang Ning, and his voice was full of unwillingness and resentment!

But Yang Ning just smiled and said two words to him: "Let's go." ”

The first time Jiaolongtou appeared, the tourists who were evacuating on both sides of Los Angeles exclaimed!

"There's a dragon, there's a dragon!"

"It's really a dragon, I saw it!"

"Lord Dragon bless! I incense you every year, I am your faithful believer! Please bless me with a fortune this year! ”

A handful of tourists took the lead, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the faucet that suddenly rushed out of the water to pray for blessings.

Other tourists saw it, and only felt that if they didn't ask for it, they would lose it, and they followed one by one to pray to the dragon head!

However, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Don't bother to worship!" Didn't you see that it was a dead dragon head that had been cut off?! ”

This roar made many tourists take a closer look at the flying dragon head!

I saw that in the waterfall rising to the sky, I really couldn't see the dragon body of Jiaolong!

In other words, it was indeed just a severed dragon head!

Who can cut off the dragon's head?

For a while, the eyes of countless tourists fell on the white-clothed figure on the river!

Some tourists who were live broadcasting, or taking photos and videos, hurriedly flipped through their videos, and they found that -

Before the dragon's head flew up, the white-clothed figure standing on the bamboo raft waved his hand at the huge wave in front of him, and cut off the overwhelming wave out of thin air!

And just after cutting off the huge waves, it is the dragon head that rises to the sky!

Chopping the waves and chopping Jiao, it's just the white-clothed figure who is independent of the world doing it casually!

For a while, everyone looked at Yang Ning's eyes on the river, as if they were looking at the gods in the sky!

"I, my God! This is、The gods have descended to earth?! ”

"It's the little brother who just sat on the bamboo raft and looked very gentle and kind!"

"Fairy brother bless! I incense you every year, I am your faithful believer! Please bless me with a fortune this year! ”

......

At this moment, if there is anyone who is most afraid, it must be the boundless old monk beside Yang Ning.

The old monk looked at the dragon head that flew into the sky and fell again, and said stupidly: "Just, just, just like that, just kill?" ”

Yang Ning glanced at him, yawned and asked, "Otherwise?" ”

The old monk stared at Yang Ning's hands for a long time and asked, "Where is your sword?" ”

Yang Ning: "It's in Zhongzhou." ”

Old monk: "This, so far? ”

Yang Ning: "Far away?" Master Boundless, do you have any misunderstanding about Yuan? ”

Old Monk: "......"

Crash!

The dragon's head fell, and a wave pushed the dragon's head in front of Yang Ning very spiritually.

Looking at the wave, Yang Ning leaned down and put his hand on the river.

A big fish swam forward, exposing the head of the fish and gently touching Yang Ning's palm.

Looking at the appearance, it is the fish that was grilled and eaten by Yang Ning before.

Yang Ning stroked the big fish three times, and each time he stroked it, the fish's body became more golden.

He smiled and said, "Okay, you will be the dragon king of this river in the future." ”

"Remember, you have to protect the common people."

Crash!

The water splashed, and the glittering big fish wagged its tail at Yang Ning.

At this time, the big fish in this river is naturally not a real fish, just a fish soul.

But Yang Ning's three strokes made this fish soul a veritable dragon king in this river.

......