It was a young man with a flat expression, dressed in a blue-edged white suit, with slightly raised black hair, and his eyes staring straight into the mist.

He came from the top of the riverbank, treading water, holding an iron rod with red lines on it.

Qing originally wanted to wait and see for the time being, to find out the depth of the so-called great god, but at this moment, it was the time of sacrifice, and dozens of children saw that they were about to flow into the mountains and become sacrifices.

Countless people on both sides of the river bank were silent, looking at the young man who was treading water.

Is that really an immortal chief?

Compared with the so-called demon slaying guys in the past, it seems that they really have some ability.

Some people are silent with expectation, some people have worry in their eyes, and some people seem to have foreseen something, and their eyes are full of fear.

"It's this immortal!" Su Xiang said loudly: "He is an immortal, an immortal who can kill that evil thing!"

As he spoke, he suddenly broke free and shouted to the people on the left and right, "Let go of me!"

He pointed to the front and shouted, "Look! Lang Lang Qiankun, the evildoers will be destroyed after all!"

Everyone looked at each other and was silent.

Kiyohara came from the river above, stretched out his hand to the raft that had been fixed by him, and suddenly there was a surge of water, pushing these rafts to the shore, and then a big wave hit the sides from the middle of the river, overturning the rafts, and the children on the raft were all lifted to the shore.

He ignored the people on the riverbank, and looked at the end of the river, where the mist was shrouded, and walked step by step.

His cultivation is not enough to soar through the clouds and fog, but it is not difficult to tread water.

In the fog, there was a dull sound, not like a human voice, but like a dragon's howl, but when you listen closely, it is not a dragon's voice.

It is rumored that the dragon's voice is like a cow's howl, but the cow's howl is not as good as the dragon's roar after all.

But this time, it's Niu Howl over there, but because the person who came is already a monster, he can't help but be awe-inspiring, and he vaguely has the illusion of the voice of a real dragon.

......

Kanling Town has enshrined this great god for many years, and there are also classic records, and there are mural carvings.

There was once a scribe who was fortunate enough to witness and escaped with his life, and afterwards sighed in Kanling Town, left a message, and left in a hurry. Later, the head of Kanling Town, who thought about it for many years, finally engraved this passage on the mural to warn future generations.

There is a river in Kanling, ten zhang wide, stretching into the fog, and there is no end in sight.

There are sacred objects in the fog, hidden all the year round, sometimes appearing, its shape is like a cow, its horns are like hooks, the body is covered with three feet of hair, and the color is blue.

God is present in the world, accompanied by the chanting of the dragon, the haunting mist, and the rain and hail.

......

What Qingyuan saw was such a behemoth.

It is shaped like an ox, covered in green hair, and about a foot tall.

At this moment, it is in the mist, treading water with four hooves, and its eyes are deep.

"This is ......," someone said with bated breath, "Great God?"

The people of Kanling Town, who are older, may be fortunate enough to see the true face of the great god. But those who are younger do not have these eye blessings, and only occasionally hear some dragons in the mountains when some Taoist priests who don't know whether they are alive or dead come to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

And now that the great god has revealed his true body, the awe accumulated in that generation has been exerted to the extreme at this moment.

No one dared to speak, only fear and ...... Awe.

Someone has already knelt down.

Someone struggled not to cry out loud.

As for Su Xiang, a scholar who had just reversed his cognition, he also held his breath, only to feel that his feet were a little softer.

Kiyohara stood on the river, not moving, clenching the iron rod slightly, his eyes solemn.

"Monk, do you want to take care of this matter?"

A deep and deep voice came from the green cow.

It's spitting, and it's even more terrifying.

Qingyuan's expression was flat, and he said, "Originally, I wasn't sure, but now...... Maybe it's time to give it a try. ”

Qingniu said in a deep voice: "There have been a lot of cultivators like you before, and they either saw me from afar and ran for their lives in a hurry, or they fought with me and were killed by me. You haven't even reached the human realm, and you're still within the limits of your body, aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid. Qing Yuan chuckled and said, "If your old man is the Great Demon of the Five Heavens, or if you show the ability to kill the junior here in an instant at this moment, then the junior will immediately retreat." The so-called way for heaven must be done according to one's ability after all, otherwise even one's own life will be on the line, what is the use?"

Qingniu raised his head slightly, his pair of curved horns, as if he was about to pierce the sky, and his dark eyes stared at Qingyuan, and said, "You mean, my dignified demon who has touched the Five Heavens is not enough to kill you, a junior?"

"Yes. Qingyuan said seriously: "It is not difficult for the younger generation to escape with his life in your hands. If you are sure that you will save your life, why not give it a try? If you can't fight today, you will always be killed if you come back in the future. ”

"It's so arrogant. Qing Niu said in a deep voice: "Do you think that the Venerable Realm is so easy to break through? Do you think that Lao Niu will stop moving? Do you think that your cultivation must be faster than Lao Niu?"

Kiyohara nodded, "Yes." ”

After all, cultivators are slightly faster than the cultivation of monsters and monsters. Qingyuan's cultivation is much faster than that of many cultivators.

"Lao Niu has been bored for so many years, and I have met many Taoist priests who think they want to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but there are not many who are as interesting as you. ”

The green cow stepped on the four hooves, and said in a muffled voice: "Let the old cow see, how much ability do you have in the Dao of the Three Heavens, and how much ability can you resist the old cow?"

As it tread on all fours, the river swelled.

The river is muddy.

As it spoke, the so-called fog had already reached the feet of Qingyuan.

This old cow is not a foolish person, and in the face of a cultivator whose cultivation is far lower than his own, he still arranges this secret hand similar to a sneak attack.

And Qingyuan had expected it, and he was not in a hurry, the water under his feet had already been spelled, and immediately the thought in his heart moved, and the water rushed up, so he fell on the shore. Undecided, Kiyohara pointed the iron rod forward.

Red thunder burst out.

Thunder rang out.

"Rayfa?"

The green bull showed a surprised look, and between the horns, a subtle light burst out of thin air.

The light met the thunder.

There was a bang.

The thunder dispersed, the light was not damaged, and it still came towards Qingyuan.

Qingyuan reached into his arms, took out an object, and pressed it forward.

The bright light entered the ancient mirror and disappeared silently.

Qingniu's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "What kind of treasure is that?"

Qingyuan ignored it and struck the iron rod towards the river, and the thunder flashed, exploding a wave of water.

Thunder can borrow the power of water.

In an instant, the river was full of red light. (To be continued.) )