On the streets of Chengjing, pedestrians are in a hurry, and the good weather that was once sunny suddenly becomes dark clouds and thunder, and it seems that a downpour is just around the corner. The people on the road were in a hurry, hurrying back to their homes, otherwise most of them would be doused in soup.

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed person in the crowd stretched out his hand to the sky and shouted, "Look, what is that?"

"Dragon! That's a dragon!" many people immediately shouted in surprise, and suddenly some of the people on the street knelt down and prayed, some ran to tell each other, and some fled in a hurry, and became a pot of porridge.

In the ruins in the northwest corner of Chengjing, Luo Mo and Wan Shanhe were far away from each other, and the few black-clothed people behind Luo Mo had disappeared, and they should have secretly evacuated at some point.

Wan Shanhe looked at the giant snake swimming in the sea of clouds in the sky, his expression became a little gloomy, and he said: "Transfiguration coiled snake! I can't imagine that someone has really cultivated Luo Tiangong to such a realm." ”

Luo Mo snorted coldly, his voice was extremely cold: "The name of the Seven Saints resounded all over the world, but thirty years have passed, and the myth has also been forgotten one day, and today it is time for a new myth to be born!"

Wan Shanhe raised the golden mountain and river knife in his hand, the mountain and river knife was a huge horse chopping knife more than a zhang long, but in his hand it was like an ordinary machete. I saw him swing suddenly with one hand, roll up the golden sword shadow in the sky, and slash directly towards Luo Mo's afterimage.

In the midst of the roar, the golden sword light fell, and the remnants of Luo Demon scattered and disappeared, but in an instant, a cloud of shadows condensed on the side of Wan Shanhe. The two figures staggered, and with a soft sound of "hiss", Wan Shanhe's waist clothes cracked a foot-long opening, and the soft armor that was close to his body was torn, revealing the bronze rock-like muscles inside.

Wan Shanhe frowned, looked at the torn clothes on his waist, smacked his lips and said, "Perceiving a monk is trouble, drilling around like a loach!"

Luo Mo stabilized his figure in the distance, turned around and laughed suspiciously, and said, "Although your knife can split mountains and stones, it can't shatter the wind and clouds. ”

Wan Shanhe sneered and said with a grin: "Breeze and clouds? I think it's almost tickling!"

Luo Mo was furious when he heard this: "It's just that the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, today I will let you see the power of the coiled snake!" With that, he rose up and turned into a black light that rose straight into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the tumbling sea of clouds.

Wan Shanhe stood on the ground steadily, with a solemn face, looking at the sky. Suddenly, his expression changed, the mountain and river knife in his hand suddenly raised, and the golden sword shadow that stood up to the sky and the earth between history appeared again between heaven and earth!

The huge and incomparable sword shadow trembled slightly, and suddenly burst out at random, this time the giant knife did not slash to the ground, but to the endless sky!

The golden giant knife slashed upward, and the surrounding space seemed to vibrate faintly with the blade, and the entire Chengjing people could clearly see that under the dense clouds, a huge golden blade slashed straight into the deep sea of clouds!

The sea of clouds rolled violently and retreated to both sides, and the huge golden knife was still rushing upward. Suddenly, a terrible howl came from the sea of clouds, as if a wounded beast was roaring in the rolling dark clouds!

Suddenly, there was a tumbling of the sea of clouds, and a black giant snake with a length of more than 100 zhang broke through the clouds, staring at a pair of giant eyes as bright as the sun and the moon, meandering down in the air, heading straight for Wanshan River!

Wan Shanhe frowned and said, "This can't kill you, it seems that it's really a loach!"

The giant snake meandered down, howling continuously, and from a distance, the tail of the giant snake seemed to be missing, and it should have been cut off by the previous golden knife!

In an instant, the huge black snake had rushed to the ground, and Wan Shanhe shouted: "Okay!" threw the golden knife in his hand, and clenched his fists in front of him, he actually wanted to resist the might of this giant beast with his body!

The black snake hissed and slammed into the ground!

Heaven and earth seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the sand flew away, and there was no day!

The people of Quanchengjing felt that the ground was trembling violently, and the continuous loud noise seemed to sound in their ears, in the face of this power that shook the heavens and the earth, mortals could only grit their teeth and kneel on the ground to pray, hoping that God would have a trace of mercy and let themselves live.

After a long time, the shaking of the ground slowly subsided, and the frightened people gradually came to their senses, and the dark clouds in the sky had gradually dispersed at some point, and the sunlight shot through the cracks in the clouds to the ground, which seemed to bring a ray of life to the mortal world.

In the northwest corner of Chengjing, there is a huge crater on the ground that is more than ten zhang deep, and there is nothing around it within nearly 100 zhang, and even those broken walls have been blown away by the shock wave of the explosion.

In the center of the giant pit, Wan Shanhe, who was half-bodyed, stood proudly, and the clothes on his upper body had been completely torn apart by the explosion, revealing a body of extremely strong bronze muscles, and the sunlight shining on his muscles through the cracks in the clouds reflected bursts of light. The earth-shattering blow just now didn't hurt him at all!

Wan Shanhe patted the dust on his pants, grinned and said, "Coiled snake...... It's so-so, it's just a demon-level phantom beast, and Lao Tzu killed more than one or two demons back then!"

After Wan Shanhe finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned, looked up and looked around, scratched his head and said, "Have you already run away?" It's really difficult, so the perceptual monk is troublesome......" He shook his head, lowered his head and picked up the mountain and river knife on the ground, stepped out, and disappeared in place.

In the middle of the ruins in the distance, a dark shadow lurked in the corner, it was Luo Mo. His face was a little pale at the moment, and the blood flowed down his arm, dripping into the ruins beneath him, staining a large area of the land red.

"Wanshan River, King Kong's immortal body is really powerful, I'm afraid only Hou Ye's forbidden whip can break his golden body. It seems that I was still too big before, and the Seven Saints really live up to their reputation, but I am sitting in the well and watching the sky!" Luo Mo's voice was half self-deprecating and half lost.

He always thought that he had achieved his divine achievements, even compared with the Seven Saints of the year, but when he fought with Wan Shanhe today, he found that there was still a gap between the two, and he couldn't help but feel a little disheartened.

However, Luo Mo is not an indecisive person, although he lost to Wanshanhe, but Hou Ye's orders still have to be completed, he settled down, turned into a cloud of smoke, and disappeared. (To be continued.) )