Let's say that Jimo got the ancient method, so he rushed to the mouth of the Guanjiang River, and opened the ancient method on the way to visit, and saw that it was very incomplete, only a few paragraphs to talk about, but it was extremely profound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After he read it, his heart was shocked, this ancient method actually recorded a method of cultivating the divine soul, you must know that since the ancient gods and demons tribulated, not only the soul soldiers have become very rare, but the method of cultivating the divine soul has become a peerless rarity.

Regardless of whether this method is really strange or not, just because it is a method of cultivating gods, it is invaluable.

After all, the method of cultivating the soul is too scarce, and rare things are expensive. Each sentence of the method is of high research value. Li Chunfeng sent such a big gift, which made Jimo a little ashamed.

These few text techniques alone are enough for the top-level holy land to be carefully collected, and after being deduced by the supreme powerhouse, it can either be repaired, or another method of cultivating the gods. At that time, it can be regarded as a classic and passed down for eternity.

Jimo carefully read the tricks, only to feel that they were extremely profound, and they couldn't understand it at all, so he temporarily put it away and rushed to the mouth of the river with all his heart.

I don't know which strong man wrote this method in ancient times, and the magic method of cultivating the gods written by ordinary people, even if it is only a few words, Jimo can also see the clues, and he has seen this method, but he has no clue, which shows that it is not simple.

Moreover, the method of cultivating gods that can be passed down from Mount Tai is not an ordinary thing, at least it is left behind by a peerless Tianjiao, which makes Jimo more curious about Mount Tai. It's a pity that he can only get close to that ancient mountain by turning into a mortal.

Within an hour, Jimo rushed from Chang'an to the mouth of the Guan River at full speed.

He was still high in the air, and his brows furrowed.

I saw that the ground was flooded, like a river bursting its banks, a large area of cultivated land was submerged, the water surface did not pass the mountain, and many mortals were swept into the water by the waves, and were pushed far away by the huge waves, and it was difficult to even scream miserably.

"What the hell is going on here?" Jimo let go of his spiritual sense, his expression slightly condensed.

Dozens of miles away, a black dragon was jumping in the water, looking pleasant and unhappy.

The black dragon's beard moved with the wind, the dragon's scales were as black as iron, the wind howled between the breaths, and the dragon's tail slapped in the water, it was a huge wave, and it also opened its mouth to spit out the torrent, and injected it into the embankment where the water surface fell, and the rolling waves erupted from its mouth

The black dragon actually used the dam as a bath, swimming in it, the dragon's eyes were half-narrowed, and he was relaxed.

"Good livestock. Jimo Tiger glared, sacrificed the Void Swallowing Ding, put the rolling waves into the Ding, and then broke through the air and landed, lifted the tail of the evil beast, and raised his hand to throw it into the air.

The black dragon was in a comfortable mood, who noticed that a young man descended out of thin air, and threw him into the sky with one hand, and was suddenly awakened, and the seven souls lost six souls.

He glared angrily, opened his mouth to spit out dragon breath, and killed the hateful young man, "Human, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to disturb my good deeds." ”

Jimo raised his hand and slapped it into the air, directly killing the dragon's breath invisibly, and then slowly ascended to the sky, and said coldly, "You have created evil things, and you still don't want to repent." ”

The black dragon's giant eyes narrowed half-widely, and even the fluttering dragon whiskers stopped shaking, and the young man was once again beyond his expectations.

Although he is not a real dragon or a heavenly dragon, but because he is a sea dragon, he is arrogant and noble, and he has never eaten such sullen breath.

Today, he flew through the sky in the clouds, and when he saw that this was a rare treasure, he couldn't help but be happy, so he pressed the clouds and played in the dam, but he didn't want to be disturbed by the human in front of him.

And his mouthful of dragon breath, which seems to spew out at random, is actually not simple.

Not to mention that he secretly worked hard, wanting to kill the young man with one move, it was the dragon's breath itself, which should not be underestimated. The dragon's breath is the essence of the dragon, and every bite is very precious, like a powerful Dao method.

But such a well-prepared dragon's breath made the young man slap it to pieces, and even if the black dragon put away his contempt, he was even afraid, and said, "You and I don't interfere with the river water in the well water, I won't pursue today's matter, you go!"

Jimo Tiger's eyes were half-closed, his fists were clenched, and he walked towards the black dragon step by step, and said, "Since you don't want to repent, then there is no need to live anymore." ”

Since this Guan Jiangkou Ming Emperor gave it to him, although Jimo didn't care about it in his heart, he also regarded it as his own territory, and now he was troubled by someone at home, and he also harmed local mortals, and his anger was difficult to suppress.

"Die!"

Jimo Wu out of the natural god fist, to the black dragon to kill the past, fist wind hunting, every punch down, there is a vision of light, the road map, the fist can break the mountains and rivers, full of domineering, but not soft.

The evolution of the Divine Fist is natural, and the momentum is like a broken bamboo, and the scale armor of the black dragon was directly torn apart, and the hot dragon blood fell to the ground, like a meteorite rain, and the ground was covered with craters with the size of the bowl.

The boiling dragon's blood is higher than the temperature of magma, and every drop can be used as a divine weapon, which is very precious, but at this moment, it falls to the ground like raindrops, and the sky is full of dragon blood.

"Roar!"

The black dragon roared, and the flames in its giant eyes burned like a terrifying red lantern.

He is not a good type, he is usually used to being carefree, he is highly respected and cared for, how has he ever eaten such a stuffy breath, and suddenly he also hit the real fire, and the dragon claws were raised to the sky, as if he wanted to catch the sun and the moon, chase the stars, and the vast dragon power crushed the sky.

He opened his mouth and spat out rolling waves, and the sky seemed to hang a curtain of water, this is a powerful technique, from the ancient inheritance of the dragon clan, from the ancient dragon.

It must be known that every Heavenly Dragon is the strongest being, even the Great Emperor, and the art of creation of such an existence is so precious and powerful.

The technique mastered by the black dragon was created by the Heavenly Dragon of the Dao Spirit Realm.

When this technique was sacrificed, I saw that the flood was rolling all over the sky, and there was still a tendency to flood the earth.

The tumbling waves are like the emperor's divine edge out of the body when they rise, and when they fall like the ancient gods falling down, the holy fetus is like a light boat in the waves, and it will be swallowed by the waves at any time.

"Human, die!" the black dragon raised his claws and slapped down, he could foresee that this powerful Dao technique was sacrificed, and the young man would definitely die.

Rumble!

The dragon's claws fell, the void trembled, the flood in the sky was stirred up, bursting into the sky, the waves were more powerful, and the monk in green clothes was directly blown up, and even the bones no longer existed.

"If you dare to go against this king, this is the end. The black dragon laughed and rolled in the waves.

Suddenly, he stopped laughing, his face was full of incredulity, and then he turned and fled into the distance, the young man was obviously killed by him, but now he came back to life, how could he not be surprised.

The black dragon knew that he was invincible, how could he dare to stay any longer, hurriedly jumped on the clouds, and staggered into the distance.

"Still want to go?" Jimo sneered, turned into lightning, and instantly caught up with the black dragon, knocked it down from the cloud, and turned his palm into a divine blade, piercing into its scales, and pulling out a white tendon more than ten zhang long.

The dragon's tendons were pumped, and the black dragon suddenly collapsed into a mess of mud, and he couldn't even lift his head, and at this moment his eyes were full of horror, and he said inwardly, "You dare to do this to me, do you know who I am?"

"Dare to spread evil on my territory, I don't care who you are, you are the emperor, and I will be cut today!"

In just a moment, he pulled out nine dragon tendons, and the black dragon completely turned into a puddle of soft mud, and his state was extremely depressed.

"I am the fifth son of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, if you dare to do this to me, my father will never let you go. The black dragon cried out in fear.

"If you move out of the Emperor, it will be difficult for you to survive today. Jimo peeled off the dragon scales and pulled out the keel, the black dragon's eyes were full of disbelief and gradually lost its brilliance.

In a trance, a small black dragon escaped from the black dragon sea and rushed into the distance.

"Edict!" Jimo opened his mouth and shouted angrily, and the little dragon trembled, and suddenly exploded.

Immediately, he withdrew his gaze, manipulated the swallowing void ding, took away the flood in the sky, looked at the devastated ground, and sighed softly.

His ability is limited, and this place has become like this, it is impossible for him to change it, and he has pity that all the mortals in these dozens of miles have suffered from unjustified disasters.

He retracted his gaze and looked into the distance, only to see six figures coming, it was the six friends of Meishan, and he was puzzled, not knowing why these six people came.

"Brother Yang!" In the distance, Zhang Boshi came over with his fists clenched, his eyes fell on the black dragon, and he exclaimed, "Brother Yang, this is the fifth prince of the dragon clan, who is quite popular with the dragon king, why is he here, and he was killed!"

Jimo looked at the paralyzed black dragon, raised his sleeves to put away the dragon corpse, and said, "I killed it." ”

He pointed to the devastated ground and told what had been done.

Hearing this, Guo Shen shook his head again and again, and said with a wry smile, "Brother Yang, you can get rid of the trouble, that old dragon king is the most protective, if you kill his beloved son, how can he give up." ”

"The soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, even if it is again, I will still do it. Jimo's expression did not change.

When he was chased by all races on the polar glacier, he had never been afraid, let alone killing a dragon today.

Even if the old dragon king came to the door in person, he might not be afraid.

"Since you are here, you will each use your magic power to save these mortals for dozens of miles. After that, Jimo had gone into the distance.

An hour later, the seven of them reunited, and they would properly settle the surviving mortals, but there was nothing they could do about the rest, only to wait for the local officials to open a warehouse for disaster relief, after all, monks are not omnipotent.

The matter was closed.

"Why are you here? In front of a spirit valley, seven people sat on the ground casually, Jimo asked.

Zhang Boshi said, "Brother Yang, this matter is not deliberately concealed by us, there is another hidden secret, can we talk about it later?"

Jimo nodded, since the six people didn't say it, he was naturally not reluctant.

"Why did Brother Yang come here?" Yao Gonglin looked over and stared at Jimo carefully, in fact, he already had a plan in his heart.

Jimo did not doubt that he had him, so he saved the Ming Emperor evenly, but he was named the 'Manifest Saint True Monarch', and he was given to Guan Jiangkou to tell the story.

The six friends of Meishan were shocked when they heard this, but they suppressed the waves in their hearts, glanced at each other, bowed to the holy fetus, and said, "We are willing to follow the holy monarch left and right, saddle before and after the horse, and do our best to serve the power of dogs and horses." ”

Jimo was surprised, hurriedly got up, supported the six people, and said, "What do you mean, how can I be virtuous, how dare I accept this great gift!"

"I hope that the Holy Monarch will take us in. Zhang Boshi clenched his fists, looked serious, and said, "We were instructed by the Heavenly Machine Holy Lord in the past, saying that we have a noble person to help us in our lives, and that noble person is Brother Yang!"

After Zhang Boshi finished speaking, the six friends of Meishan shouted in unison, "I hope that the Holy Monarch will take it in!"

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