"Hmph, what an idiot!"

Meng Qin looked at the cold night that was still persistent, although there was a strong mockery in the depths of his eyes, but there was always a little admiration from the heart, but no matter how strong you are, the final result is still death, his expression gradually became indifferent, he raised his gun and rode the horse, and swallowed mountains and rivers with a sword in his right hand, and shouted:

"The last sword, the whole army is ready to attack with me!"

The golden iron cavalry galloped on horseback, and the high-headed horses abundant in the Northern Han all had the strong atmosphere of the clumsy realm, which was a purebred war horse that the King of Qin spent a lot of money to buy in the Northern Regions, and after several generations of continuous breeding habits suitable for the Central Plains battle. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The whole body is covered with armor like a mountain, and the horse's hooves can faintly step out of a hole when stepping on the earth, and often after the army, there is no grass, and the mountains and rivers are cracked. Thousands of golden iron cavalry crushed and rushed, and under the leadership of Meng Qin, they rushed out three thousand meters directly, and seeing that they were about to rush to the Red River, Meng Qin directly raised the fixed light sword in his hand, and the last sword that had been gathering momentum for a long time finally fell.

Ye Leng faced it calmly, her expression was calm to the extreme, she looked at the divine light that seemed to open the sky, without too many complicated thoughts, but finally looked at the red river, and she was not too much in love, holding the frost and cold ancient sword in her hand, and swept the red river in white, without fear.

"Come back!"

King Qinghe's face was anxious, she was really more than capable and insufficient, not afraid of life and death, but it was meaningless to shoot by herself, the dantian vitality has always been slowly accumulating, and now although she can barely make a move, the key is that Meng Tian has always been staring at herself.

As long as he makes a move, the qi will pour out slightly, and a strong man like Meng Tian with rich combat experience will not let go of the opportunity, and the possibility waiting for him will be the most painful price, and the return of receiving the goods is minimal.

But the night in front of her was cold, such a resolute attitude, obviously beyond her expectations, her heart was a mess, and when she was hesitating whether to make a move, the red river under her feet suddenly surged, and with a clear dragon roar, her eyes were full of surprise: "Little green snake!"

No, this is no longer a little green snake!

Is this a blood dragon?

King Qinghe's heart was shocked, because at this time, Fu Qinglime was like a red snow dragon, winding a hundred-meter-long dragon body, wrapped in the mighty red ancient water, as if water and milk were blended, soaring into the sky from mid-air, driving the entire red river to drift away.

"The dragon didn't die!"

"What did she want to do? She took the entire Red River with her!"

"I guess I want to run for my life. ”

"Whatever, let's go to Cangshan first and kill the remnants of the Chu State. ”

......

The golden iron cavalry didn't care about the evil dragon, but continued to carry the gun and the horse, and the Red River that blocked the road in front of him was gone, and then the horse was flat, and the spear in his hand was slightly raised, just waiting to push Cangshan horizontally and crush the Daozi of Chu State, which was the time to attack and go home.

It's just that the only thing that annoys people a little is the little girl in front.

It's a pity that the mantis arm is a car, and it can't measure itself.

The golden iron cavalry galloped on horseback, the horse's hooves stepped on the ground, and the whole land trembled slightly, and it was about to knock the night cold to death, but the sky suddenly began to rain, and the blood-red rain, like the same color as the red river, slowly dripped down.

The drizzle was like a curtain, but it grew heavier, more and more urgent, and more and more unstoppable, until at last it turned into a small river that burned their horses' hooves, and burned continuously.

Meng Tian, who was watching from a distance, was shocked, he couldn't help but look up at the air, only to see that the red snow dragon was traveling through the clouds and rain, and said in shock: "Meng Qin, the fixed light sword protects the iron horse, I will kill the evil dragon!"

After speaking, he didn't respond in a hurry, Meng Tian's whole person suddenly swept into the air, the phoenix head knife in his hand picked up a domineering and powerful knife momentum, and slashed at the blood dragon that was spreading clouds and rain, and shouted angrily: "Evil animal, dare to make waves like this again, I will completely kill you today!"

Fu Qingling looked at the comer, his eyes were not afraid, but full of desire for battle, swaying the dragon body and roaring past, poking out the vigorous dragon claws flowing in the red river, and fiercely holding the phoenix head knife, at the same time, the dragon's tail slapped at Meng Tian fiercely.

"It's ...... The power of the Red River?"

Meng Tian was shocked in his heart, the phoenix head knife in his hand fell on the dragon's claws, only to feel that the burning was hot, and before he could react, the dragon tail had already been photographed, he was not in a hurry to dodge, he could only hold it with his bare hands like the previous times, and wanted to throw her directly into the ground.

It's a pity that the red river stirred by the dragon's tail burned his entire arm, and he shouted in horror: "Can you control the water vein?"

Fu Qinglime didn't speak, because this kind of power is not all her own power, the Weishui Divine Position is indeed very powerful, and she can control the water veins of the world, but it is just an ordinary water vein.

But the Red River is different, it is not an ordinary river, but the ancient water of the Red River flowing in the eight hundred miles of the Demon Clan's Great River State, it is a derivative of the water god demon inherited from the ancient years, powerful and mysterious, and there is no way to control such a water vein.

Because the Red River itself is a life, a conscious existence, and no one is allowed to control it.

But she could,

She is Fu Qinglime.

She knows the Red River best,

She knows the texture of water veins best,

She is the one who can let Xu Qingyun let down her guard the most.

She controls the water veins of the Red River, has her own natural understanding of the water veins, and can exert the power of the ancient water of the Red River to the extreme!

"River God!"

Every day, I noticed that the divine pattern in Fu Qingling's eyebrows was the orthodox divine position of the water vein, and his heart couldn't help but sink slowly, and he didn't dare to have any reservations, the vast vitality of the powerhouses of the Six Realms flowed wildly, and the whole person actually soared dozens of meters at this time.

"Nine Turns Xuangong!"

"Law Phase!"

This is the Great Qin Empire's Zhenguo Exercise, and it is also the natal exercise of Meng Tian's Six Realms cultivation, the body can not only be immortal in nine turns, but the body size has also been faintly more than 100 meters high, dressed in gilded beast pattern armor, dazzling gold, like a real god general.

Fu Qinglime's dragon body, which is also 100 meters long, actually looks a little narrow at this time, like a small snake that is constantly scurrying, and her momentum is completely gone, she gritted her teeth and said: "You change, I will change too!"

The demonic aura is pervasive, the hundred-meter-long dragon body rises high in the wind, the dragon horns are hideous, the scale armor is bright, and it directly turns into a giant dragon of more than three hundred meters, meandering in the air and looking down at Meng Tian, the body is stirring the ancient water of the Red River in the sky, and the huge dragon head is slightly lowered, swooping down quickly towards him.

Meng Tian was also not afraid in his heart, the hundred-meter golden battle armor was like a real god, his hands were clenched into fists, as if he could penetrate mountains and rivers, and he directly greeted him without the slightest hesitation.

Fu Qinglime looked at Meng Tian, whose fist was amazing, and was terrified, and had to admit that his strong strength, even if he was driving the entire Red River now, he might not be able to defeat it.

It's just that the dragon's head is lowered, and the eyes like the sun and the moon seem to remember something, although it is hesitant, but it is more of a kind of determination, in the face of the amazing Meng Tian, she did not use the slightest strength, but directly opened her mouth wide, and swallowed the hundred-meter-high Meng Tian into it.

Heaven and earth were silent, only the white dragon that fell between the mountains and rivers was lying in the red river that had turned into a sea of blood again, but at this time the chest and abdomen were already high up.

Like a snake swallowing an elephant, greedy and fearful. (To be continued.) )