The sparkling Yangchun River is silent and magnificent, and in front of it, manpower seems incomparably small.

Wisps of smoke rise, filling with the rich aroma of meat.

Huge saucepans stretched out on the banks of the river, one after the other, until the end of the line.

The lieutenants and generals who wore moire ink shirts or fierce wolf coats had never carried out such an order, and although they had no wine, they only had to eat meat.

As for the source of the meat.

The three hideous dragon heads were hung high, and the hundred-zhang long body was coiled on the riverbank, although it had been dead for a while, it was still able to maintain the appearance before it was alive, and there was no sign of decay.

The old general in armor sat at the front, and in front of him was a small table.

His expression was calm, and he poured himself half a bowl of wine syrup without hurry, took a sip, and stared indifferently at the river in front of him.

The sound of the waves cannot move it.

Under the momentum of not being angry and arrogant, even Yang Chunjiang is a little inferior.

Patrol the river with demons!

The captains of Linjiang County were chewing on the dragon meat while casting awe-inspiring glances at the old man.

It is said that General Chen is old, but who would have thought that the aging tiger also has residual anger, and when he reopens his tiger eyes, he is still the mighty general of Linjiang County!

Two months ago, the Yangchun Jiangjiao people dared to go out of the water to bring disaster to the world.

Today, General Chen is in front of them, letting this group of beasts see what the means of the Demon Suppression Division are.

Eat its flesh and eat its blood!

With that mixed iron halberd, the water tribes couldn't raise their heads.

“……”

Chen Qiankun wanted to rub his stiff face, but feeling the blazing gaze behind him, he dispelled this thought.

The group of young people who followed him hadn't been so proud for many years.

There is also a difference between the demon suppression generals.

For example, in Yushan County, under Jiang Qiulan's deterrence, no demons dared to attack at all, so that even if she left for a few months, the county was still calm, and the captains and generals under her command only needed to do the most basic inspections.

The group of little guys under his command are trapped in the huge sense of oppression given by the demon all day long, and they can't relax for almost a moment.

It's hard to enjoy a similar atmosphere, but don't spoil them.

"It's just ......"

Chen Qiankun stared at the calm river, but he still couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If the old dragon really breaks through again, it will be comparable to Baodan Wufu who has broken the three levels, and it will be on the other party's territory, not to mention himself, even if Jiang Qiulan comes, it will be impossible to kill him.

The joke he said when he asked Liu Yuquan to pass on the message was actually hoping that with the sharpest sword in Qingzhou, he could at least drive the old Jiaolong back into the water, and not let Linjiang County become a living being.

As for why he agreed to Shen Yi's plan.

In addition to really appreciating this young man and being willing to make trouble with the other party, he also felt that as a demon suppression general, how could he hide in the county town and push out Li Min, who should have been protected by him, to die instead.

At the moment, it is in the village in the distance.

Several people were also gathered around a table.

The villagers had long since been dispersed, and only two were left who refused to leave.

The widow carefully took out the dragon meat from the pot and brought it to the table, while timidly looking at the young man with red armor at the table.

After a few months, the other party is still wearing the gold-patterned jet-black scabbard, and there is a little less indifference and killing on his handsome face, but the pressure on people is far greater than before, as if he has slaughtered too much, and his evil intentions have been restrained.

The madman lost his previous sloppy appearance, and looked like a delicate young man.

He took out the wine stored at home and respectfully poured it for the two of them.

Fang Heng didn't have the heart to drink, his face was full of worry, but he just stayed by his side silently, after many times of contact, he had learned to be quiet in front of Shen Yi.

What the other party wants to do is not something that you should question.

“……”

Shen Yi closed her eyes and sank into her inner gaze.

I saw the sea of air.

The already grown Dao Species in the Heaven Swallowing Pill emitted a scarlet faint light, but its surroundings were filled with a thick white mist.

Since coming to Linjiang County, these incense wishes seem to be more and more abundant.

Odd......

Even if someone really built the temple for him, how could it be so rich after only how long it had only been since he crossed over?

He also doesn't remember anything he has done that deserves to be worshipped.

Forget it, why do you want to do so much.

Shen Yi had already had the intention of cultivating both Dao Infant and Yin God at the same time, and it happened that he had time now, so he simply gave it a try.

He opened his eyes and opened the panel, looking at the remaining nine thousand years of life.

Once again, the Devouring Pill Devouring Method was deduced.

It's just that this time it's no longer relying on the demon pill to cultivate, but the idea is on the incense wishing power.

[In the first year, you began to try to bury the ...... of the god seed]

In an instant, the white mist, which was originally just approaching the young man with instinct, was suddenly sucked greedily into his Qi Hai Neidan.

Looking at this situation, Shen Yi finally understood why the way of the Yin God was a shortcut.

I don't need to work hard to collect anything, as long as I sit here, the power of incense will come from all directions.

Probably because of the experience I had already had once, the progress was smooth and there were no accidents.

[In the 932nd year, you successfully condensed the divine seed......]

The white haze, which is invisible to the naked eye, thins out.

In exchange, there was a white point of light in the inner pill that was also pulsating slowly, and it reflected the scarlet Dao species.

Successful with that simple?

Shen Yi picked up the wine glass to hide the surprise in her expression.

The white dots of light didn't seem to be the same thing as the Scarlet Dao Species, and he could even see the blood sprawling from the two overlapping, like the feeling of a soul reaching out to touch the flesh and then going straight through.

Now there is no need to even squeeze the two of them if they are wronged.

But the white dot of light didn't seem to give me any lift.

There was no change in either the strength or the breath.

It's a pity that the incense wish power has been almost consumed, otherwise Shen Yi would like to continue to deduce and see what new changes will happen.

He turned off the panel and began to explore the role of the white godseed.

Originally, I was thinking about whether I could let the old man Chen Qiankun stimulate the Jiaolong, let it see that the siblings were devoured by the corpses, and then in a fit of anger, he forcibly broke through, the realm was unstable, and his strength dropped greatly......

Now Yangchunjiang is quieter than usual.

It seems that the old thing that can live for so many years, this calmness is still there.

It's another five days.

The water in the pot on the riverbank boiled dry over and over again.

The corpses of the three hundred-zhang long dragons were cut into pits, which was miserable.

The lieutenants and generals are really about to vomit, even if they want to deter the water tribe, there is no need to continue forever.

They looked helplessly at Old Man Chen in front of them, but found that the other party had no intention of ordering to stop.

At this moment, the other party finally stood up.

The captains' eyes were filled with joy, but before they could see the waves crashing on the riverbank.

In the middle of the turbid Yangchun River, a pitch-black line suddenly appeared, at least two hundred zhang long.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, their pupils suddenly constricted, and goosebumps arose.

A pitch-black shadow appeared underwater, then rapidly expanded until it took up most of the river.

The black line is the back of a beast in the water!

(End of chapter)