Bidding farewell to Li Xiuyang, Pang Xian went on the road alone again. At this time, the mood is not as good as when going down the mountain, because I have already got what I want, and there is no pressure in my heart, so I am not in a hurry.

Along the way, I experienced the customs of various places, and in the most prosperous and lively place, the idea of leaving the world rose, and the most refined heart in the red dust, I was honest and did not deceive me.

On this day, when I came to the Yellow River, I saw that the river was vast, like a long dragon across the world, and the majestic and turbulent momentum came to the face, which made people feel heroic.

It's just that something ominous is happening on the bank of this great river, Pang Xian is closing his eyes to recuperate, and he listens to the bustle in the distance, crying non-stop.

"Patriarch, I kneel down for you, we have three generations of single inheritance in this room, and there is only one son, please give me a way to live!" a woman in a blue shirt was pulling a white-bearded old man.

Behind them there was a long procession of young men carrying cattle, sheep and livestock, the most peculiar of which was a pair of boys and girls in bamboo baskets.

The white-bearded old man's face was full of misery: "Yun Niang, as the patriarch, how can I not want to protect the clansmen? But everything must be fair, whose children are not treasures!"

"But we have to sacrifice to the river god, otherwise we will make his old man angry, and our year's harvest will be over!"

Pang Xian's heart moved, how could there be such a foolish thing in the hinterland of the Central Plains? How dare he sacrifice a boy and a girl to the river god? After listening to a few more words, it was really as he guessed, and he immediately became angry and stepped forward.

"You are so bold that you actually sacrifice a living person, I don't know if this move violates the code of ethics?"

The white-bearded old patriarch saw a heroic young man come to him and asked, and sighed in his heart, could this be a chivalrous warrior who fought unevenly?

Seeing that he was carrying a golden spear and a tanuki lying on his shoulder, he was not very strong alone, but his eyes were clear, and he looked at each other as if he had been electrocuted. The more I look at it, the more I look like a ranger who specializes in injustice.

Before the old patriarch could speak, a strong man with a hideous face said: "I want you to be nosy, be careful of disrespecting the river god, and your life will not be guaranteed." ”

Pang Xian laughed angrily, "Haha! If you are afraid of the river god, you are not afraid of me? The river god can make your harvest completely waste, and I can make your blood splash five steps now." As he spoke, he pulled out the golden spear on his back and took a step forward.

Using living people to sacrifice is against the bottom line in Pang Xian's heart, no matter how unavoidable these villagers are, there is something to kill.

The man held a bamboo stick in his hand, and waited to teach the young man who didn't know what to do. Thanks to the old patriarch pulling him, the old patriarch has still seen the world and knows that these heroes are not easy to mess with, and the best of them can be defeated by one hundred.

"The young man doesn't know that the river god has been entrenched here for three years, and every other season he has to enjoy food and tribute, and non-boys and girls are not happy. The old man is not a young child in the tribe, and he has also been expelled from him with a strong man, but the river god has great powers, turning over the river and the sea, and his power is infinite. In the end, it didn't get what it wanted. ”

"I also know that it is against the law of the land to set up private obscenity. I can only hate the magistrate who killed that day, and I can't let him report to the court after I stuff all the silver. only said that it was not in accordance with the law of etiquette to disturb the boss with strange powers, and he didn't care whether our people lived or died for his black gauze hat. ”

"We really have no choice but to do this unrighteous act!"

Pang Xian looked at the old patriarch with tears on his face, and there was silence in his heart. Although his actions are unjust, his feelings are pitiful, and he does not necessarily demand full blame.

Immediately, he said: "I am a disciple of Wutai Immortal Mountain, and I have immortal law. Since the road encounters the river demons, I should kill the demons for you. ”

In order to increase his credibility, Pang Xian showed his magic in public. When he first came down the mountain, the master gave him the treasure bag containing the dates. I groaned in my heart, these mortals don't understand the true law of the Immortal Family, and in order to deter them, it is Huang Nengwan who is the best.

No longer hesitate to take out the Yellow Energy Banner from the treasure bag, this Yellow Energy Banner has been refined by Pang Xian with the Mixed Yuan True Qi, and has taken off the evil energy. The light was shining brightly, and with a shake of the handle, hundreds of locusts flew out of the flag. These flying locusts are like gold poured out, the golden rays are scorching, each like a child's arm, not only not fierce, but like a work of art, delicate and unique.

When the old patriarch saw this, he knelt down and shouted in his mouth that the great immortal was above. The strong men in the crowd saw the golden locusts flying around them, and all of them had weak hands and feet, and they knelt down without mentioning it. Among them, the most excited is Yun Niang, who was already desperate and finally looked forward to a turnaround.

Pang Xian was very satisfied, and it would be much easier to get help from these villagers. He is not good at the method of escaping in the water, and if he fights with the river demon in the water, he will definitely lose. I have the water beads given by Aunt Xu, and it is no problem to play in shallow water, but it is really impossible to fight in the water.

At the moment, he carefully asked the details of the river demon, and Pang Xian was not a reckless person. If this river demon is really boundless and difficult to match, he will not be strong head-on, this place is not far from Wutai Mountain, who will not go to the division to move the rescue soldiers!

After the description of the old patriarch, Pang Xian speculated in his heart that this river demon did not have any unusual powers, but it was just some water demon innate instincts, and he had several strange treasures, which was enough to deal with it properly.

Then he ordered the villagers to continue to act as usual, building high platforms by the river and stacking livestock sacrifices, except that the two children in the bamboo basket were replaced by suckling pigs. The ten-zhang high platform is full of blood food offerings, which is very rich. After everything was arranged, Pang Xian asked the villagers to retreat, and he himself retreated to the dense forest by the river to wait.

When the sun rises in the sky, a white line suddenly rises in the middle of the Yellow River, and a shadow breaks through the water, splashing a pearl-like wave. In the blink of an eye, they came to the high platform. Pang Xian looked at it from a distance, and saw that its body was three feet long, and its body was silver and snowy, and it looked like a river fish named Silver Stripe. Although it did not give birth to four claws, it had a pair of young horns on its head, which was quite strange.

Pang Xian was overjoyed when he saw it, if he saw it on weekdays, he would definitely accept it as a spiritual pet, but he was disgusted when he thought that this thing had devoured more than 20 young children in the past three years, and some mistakes would be unforgivable once they were made.

At first, the white Jiao saw that the sacrifices were abundant, and he was full of joy, but when he saw that the bamboo basket was not a sweet and delicious boy, but an ordinary piglet, he became angry. With a swing of the long tail, he swept those sacrifices to the ground, and roared with a sound that shook for hundreds of miles.

Pang Xian waited for this time, and said violently: "Evil animal, suffer death!"

Although he scolded in his mouth, he didn't step forward, and with a wave of his hand, Huang Neng's banner was unfurled, rolling yellow clouds were surging, and hundreds of flying locusts were mixed in the thick clouds and flew straight towards Bai Jiao. I saw a yellow cloud, the red star flashing inside, and the lightning bolt floated over.

When this white Jiao first touched Huang Yun, it was a burst of dizziness, but after all, there was a hundred years of Taoism, and it spewed a cloud of water and cloud essence, and it immediately sobered up a lot. But in the face of the flying locust Gu that followed, there was no means to deal with it.

As soon as the hundreds of locusts touched the body of the white jiao, they devoured its flesh and blood. This flying locust Gu is not a mortal thing, but it was cultivated by the ancestor of the Phi Ma Sect two hundred years ago, refining the alien locust into a stream of essence and imprisoning it on the Huang Neng flag. The demon flag is not destroyed, even if the flying locust Gu is destroyed, it can be regenerated, it is really a Gu Dao holy weapon.

Bai Jiao was eaten by the flying locusts, and Xueliang's body was drenched in blood in an instant, roared angrily, rolled up its huge body and killed Pang Xian. Along the way, the grass and trees were broken, and the earth waves were noisy, forming a spacious avenue.

Pang Xian was not only not shocked when he saw this, but he was overjoyed, didn't what he did lead this evil Jiao away from the river?

The white Jiao rolled its body in every possible way, and a long tail smashed out big pits on the ground, but it couldn't shake off the flying locust Gu that adhered to its body. Blood was splattered all the way, mixed with stumps and leaves, and it was really a mess.

Pang Xian retreated, and casually launched the Ruyi Golden Pill, because he worked hard day and night, and practiced with the True Qi of the Mixed Yuan, this Golden Pill became more and more powerful. With the power of the evil Jiao, once he was hit, his body swayed and swayed. If you encounter the demons of the two sects at this time, you will definitely die under one pill.

This evil Jiao harnesses the wind, as fast as lightning, and carries the sand and dust covered in the sky, and the momentum is terrifying, and ordinary thousands of strong men are not its opponents. It's just that Pang Xian had expected it, and he sent a wishful golden pill while retreating. The twelve golden pills were launched in turn, never cut off, and under this resistance, they led the evil Jiao two hundred miles away without any danger.

At this time, Bai Jiao was already alert, and his supernatural powers were much lower away from the Yellow River. The twelve golden pills were painfully beaten, and there were big swollen bumps on his body, stained with broken scales, which was really miserable. The most serious thing is that the flying locust Gu continues to bleed, and at first it does not feel pain, which is caused by the pestilence of the locust ecstasy, and now the consequences are attacked, and he is suddenly dizzy and weak.

Just as the evil Jiao wanted to return to the nest, Pang Xian had already started to fight back with a smile. If you want to escape from the palm of my hand, which one can? Jumping lightly, he used a swallow shuttle to land behind Bai Jiao, preventing it from entering the "river".

With a wave of his hand, it was the sword ghost talisman that was launched, and the sword ghost talisman was sealed with fierce ghosts and evil spirits, and the current power of a single round was the most powerful of Pang Xian's treasures. It's just that it's not as wonderful as Huang Nengbang, it's not as good as the Ruyi Golden Pill in terms of growth, and it's not a grade compared to the Taigu Golden Spear. Now that he has just entered the immortal gate, relying on the power of evil ghosts, he can be used to protect the way.

Bai Jiao ate this knife ghost talisman and slashed it, and a head was almost broken, and the knife ghost talisman was stimulated by Jiao's blood, and the ferocity was even more fierce. Seeing this, Pang Xian would let go of the opportunity, and the second and third sword ghost talismans were released in turn.

When this knife ghost talisman is also issued, it needs to be mixed with the true qi of the element, once it is contaminated with the blood of the opponent, the power of the evil ghost in the talisman will attack, the more fierce the fight, if you don't kill the enemy, you will never return.

The three sword ghost talismans were like terrible and fierce ghosts, emitting billowing black smoke and flying around the white jiao. Bai Jiao fought viciously for a long time, suffered losses repeatedly, at this time he was already lacking in strength, and seeing that there was Pang Xian blocking the road in front of him, he suddenly felt desperate, and roared to the sky, shattering the sky and cracking the clouds, making people feel like they were at the end of the road.

This dragon roar alarmed a powerful person who had traveled here through the clouds and fog. I saw him in a feather coat and a star crown, with fluttering sleeves and a fairy demeanor. Disturbed by this earth-shattering roar, he stopped the cloud road and looked down, and couldn't help but be surprised. Isn't this my sect?

And two hundred miles away, the mighty Yellow River, rolling like boiling, white mist steaming, one by one whirlpools set off ten zhang water waves, as if there are extraordinary beings about to be born.

Pang Xian also held a golden spear at this time, and suddenly looked like a small golden dragon facing the Changbai dragon. Although the golden dragon is small, it is mighty, and every time the dragon head bites, it blasts the white dragon out of a bloody hole.

There are also swords and ghost talismans waiting for the opportunity to move, and they see the flaws, and they are naturally attacking. The blood flowed like a pour, and it was devoured by the fierce ghosts in the ghost talisman. At the beginning, Bai Jiao could still roar, but after a while, he didn't even have the power of the dragon's roar. was stabbed through the head by Pang Xian with a spear, fell into the dust, and raised smoke and dust in the sky.

I saw that this Jiao had long been dilapidated, and its snow-white body was full of blood hole knife marks. The blood cave was eaten by the flying locust Gu, there was not even half a drop of blood in the place where the knife was marked, and there were several major wounds in the place where the dragon head was, but it was Pang Xian who held the golden spear.

Before Pang Xian could enjoy the joy of victory, he heard a heaven-shattering roar that tore through the sky resounded behind him. When he looked back, he saw a hundred-ten-zhang dragon coiled in the air, two lantern-like eyes staring at him. A basin of cold water poured directly over my heart, it's over!