readx;? The autumn wind blew the Yellow River, and the turbid waves rolled up the noisy water. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info reeds on both sides of the Yellow River fluttering, geese long hiss, the so-called autumn wind and autumn rain are sad, this situation can be seen. Even the rolling waves of the Yellow River brought up seven points of cold air at this moment, and the thick mist up and down the river drifted around, showing a bleak and lonely atmosphere.

This section of the Yellow River is even more imposing because of the narrowness of the river, like a giant dragon's roar, and the sound is shaking for dozens of miles. The surging waves slapped fiercely on the reefs on both sides of the river, rolling up more than ten feet high, and the waves with slippery foam were as good as saliva spurting from the mouth of a magic dragon, so it was not scary! A caravan was walking slowly along the riverbank, but looking at their trembling appearances, it was obvious that they had already been absorbed by the roaring Yellow River, and only a walking corpse was left to move its pace in a daze.

The leader of the caravan was a strong man with a strong sword, and he shouted loudly, "Brothers, cheer up, and twenty miles further on, there will be a ferry to cross the river." Work hard, rush to Dawangzhuang before sunset, what do you want to eat and drink. ”

Hearing his encouragement, the people in the caravan, who had long been weak, quickly cheered up and drove the horses and wagons forward. The big man laughed proudly a few times, shook his spirits, and grabbed the big horse and walked forward quickly. As he walked, he turned back to Gu Panwei in a panic, and someone pulled him behind. But after a few turns, his neck could no longer turn. Not only could he not move his neck, but even his body stiffened there all of a sudden, as if he had seen a ghost.

The hundreds of people in the caravan didn't know the clue, and hurriedly followed the big man's eyes to look over the Yellow River. But it scared them all stupid. In this section of the Yellow River, where the narrowest water, the most rapid waves, the fiercest waves, the largest and most turbulent whirlpools, more than a dozen figures are stepping on the water waves, standing steadily on the surface of the river, not moving at all.

Look at the two people who took the lead, one was as stiff as a bamboo pole, and there was a trace of black gas around him, and the green light in his eyes was the old way. The man behind him. They are all yin and sky-high, and their bodies are basically slender and tall, like a row of bamboos in the mountains. And the man in front of the thin old man. It's chubby. There was also a bald piece of land on the round head. The fat old man with kind eyebrows. The people behind him were long and short, fat and thin, without a score. However, these Taoists are also full of evil spirits, and they are obviously not easy to mess with.

The people of these caravans were so frightened that they were stupid: these people were people, ghosts, gods, demons, and how could they stand on the surface of the Yellow River in broad daylight with black smoke on their bodies? The people of the caravan were confused, they instinctively wanted to leave here, but a cold air rushed to their heads from the soles of their feet, and they were so frightened that they were numb. How can you move forward with your feet?

The thin and tall old man on the river slowly turned his head and glanced sideways at the big caravan of five or six hundred people, a sneer suddenly appeared on his face, and with a flick of his right hand, a thin phosphorescence suddenly shot into the Yellow River at his feet. A series of 'boom' sounds came from the river, like a landslide and the ground cracked, and the two huge dragon heads suddenly appeared on the water. The two faucets, covered in pitch black and with green ghost fire, had their big mouths that shook the sky, and then countless water balls roared up from the nearby river and shot towards the caravan.

In the blink of an eye, millions of balls of water swept across the caravan like meteors. The flesh and bones were shattered, and then the flesh and bones that burst into pieces were also blown to pieces, and the vehicles, goods, and things had no resistance at all, and they were swept clean in an instant. Bloody everywhere, broken all over the ground**, and the countless crystal clear water balls were still shooting in the air, beating the reeds to pieces, and there were countless deep traces on the ground.

The thin old man saw that a caravan of hundreds of people came to naught in an instant, and suddenly bared his teeth and laughed, and a breath of black air blew out of the ground, cracked a deep gap, swallowed the minced meat and sawdust on the ground, and then immediately closed it. The thin old man looked at the ghost of the caravan that had come to naught with satisfaction, laughed a few times, and snorted coldly: "Zuo Sheng, now that it's okay, there are no vulgar people who pollute people's ears and eyes, what nonsense can you say?"

Yin laughed a few times, and he arched his hand: "Speaking of which, this saint is also grateful to you for slaughtering so many Blood God Sect disciples for this saint last time." The green light in his eyes was even more vigorous, and he stared at the chubby old Taoist in a cruel voice: "As the saying goes, it depends on the master to beat the dog, although those wastes are not successful, but after all, they have also taken refuge in this saint Zuo Sheng, you just want to master the waste of the three highnesses, and you actually dare to let go of the slaughter, but where do you put this saint?"

Zuo Sheng's face was innocent, and he looked at the thin old man with a smile on his face, and said helplessly: "Right Sheng, you can't blame me! At that time, Ben Sheng had just come out of the temple, how did he know that the people of the Blood God Sect were your subordinates?" He laughed sinisterly a few times, and his eyes flashed with an extremely treacherous light, and he smiled sneeringly: "Besides, the Blood God Sect really took refuge in the Right Saint...... Hehe, we know very well, why do we have to act so sadly?"

No one spoke for a while on the rolling Yellow River. After a long time, the right saint laughed a few times and said slowly: "In this way, the left saint, you and this saint ran out of the temple easily, but you didn't do things for him? You want to get a piece of the pie in the Central Plains, but Ben Sheng doesn't blame you. The waste you killed is dead when they die, and they don't rely on them anyway!, but what is the point of inviting me here today?"

Zuo Sheng sneered several times before he finally spoke: "It's a good time, but we don't need to talk like this, right? If the Right Saint uses the ability of you and the Yuan Sage to do it for you, although you have imposed a ban on restricting yourself and restrained the fluctuation of too strong mana, so that the Upper Realm Immortals will not be aware of it, but you have already passed the level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal tens of thousands of years ago, and have reached the first-class strength of the Immortal King! If you do things wholeheartedly for the Lord Saint, I am afraid that it will be a big deal a long time ago!"

'Hey, hey' a few times. Zuo Sheng stomped his feet fiercely, shaking the riverbanks on both sides and collapsing dozens of feet, and then continued: "But in the past tens of thousands of years, the two of you have been wandering in the Central Plains for a long time, but you have achieved nothing, why the hell? Why do you have to act in front of this saint? The Blood God Sect is just one of the lackeys you use to disturb the Central Plains Daomen, even if I slaughter them, won't you feel distressed?"

Having said that, it has come to this point. The Right Saint really couldn't help it, so he could only keep sneering: "You are smart, worthy of the Zuo Saint who was appointed tens of thousands of years ago." Hahaha, Zuo Sheng, Zuo Sheng, why did you invite me here today? Since you understand my thoughts, I won't ask you to bother with the matter of the Blood God Sect. As you said, the Blood God Cult is one of the lackeys of this holy land, but it is not the most powerful subordinate of this holy land, and if it dies, it will die. It doesn't matter. But why do you want me to come to the Yellow River to meet today, and why do you have to give this saint a reason!"

After a pause, the Right Saint continued: "The Lord Saint has mistaken the Present Saint and the Yuan Saint. You didn't say anything about bullying and oppressing those natives in the temple, but when you came to the Central Plains, the people were doing nonsense and cultivating their own power? Could it be that you were really working that big thing? Hehe, how many dragon veins have you checked? How many pure yang minerals have you collected? How many magic weapons have you prepared?"

"Even if that Yuan Sheng, at least he grabbed a few colorful treasure lotus flowers from Kunlun last time, and dealt with it, but you have been in the Central Plains for so many years, but you haven't used any thoughts on it?" You Shengyin laughed several times, and the green light in his eyes Dasheng laughed wildly and said: "Don't you know your mind as this saint? It's just that you want to recruit tens of thousands of monks to replace it! But it's so easy? Haha, Zuo Sheng, you are too underestimated to be the main saint! Not only to underestimate the main saint, but also to underestimate the holy me!"

Zuo Sheng roared indignantly: "Ben Sheng underestimated him, but what about you? Aren't you doing the same things in the Central Plains as Ben Sheng? How qualified are you to say about me? Ben Sheng knows what you and the other two are doing in the Central Plains, and where are you really doing that thing for the Lord Sheng? This kind of selfish accumulation of forces to form a party and respect himself, Ben Sheng also knows. If you can hold the power in your hands, who wants to be subservient to others?" he glanced at the right saint angrily and sneered: "If you want to say that this saint underestimated him, what about you and the other two?"

Lowering his head and looking at the rushing river under his feet, he sneered a few times, and the right saint slowly raised his head and said indifferently: "It turns out that you have been with him in the temple for so long, but you don't know anything. Zuo Sheng, you don't know anything, but you dare to learn from the actions of the original saint and the original saint, but it is difficult for you to have such great courage. ”

Seeing Zuo Sheng's demented face and a look of incomprehension of the meaning of his words, Right Sheng pretended to laugh arrogantly a few times, and gently rubbed his hands: "Hehe, the origin of the Yuan Sheng, this saint already knows it, but you don't know." The Lord Saint, Mr. Yin, and Mr. Shadow have their origins, but the Sage also knows some clues, so the Sage is as bold as possible, and no one can control it in the Central Plains. But Zuo Sheng, you don't know anything, you dare to do this, hahahahaha!"

After laughing wildly, the right saint suddenly stopped laughing, looked at the left saint indifferently and asked: "You don't know these things, but this saint doesn't have the heart to explain to you." You can find out the truth behind it yourself, that's your ability, if you can't find out, then you will eat all day and wait for death. What is the matter with calling me here today? If you are just trying to tease this saint, then you will be good-looking! You must know that although this saint is still a little worse than the original saint, it is far better than yours. ”

'Snort' The Right Saint waved his right hand and pulled out five pitch-black spatial rifts in the void. He looked at Zuo Sheng coldly and sneered: "This is the true strength of this saint, and the shattered void that I learned from the main saint is the great magic power of the blade." Hmph, if you think that ordinary Dao method can resist such supernatural powers, then you are really wrong. Speaking of this, he waved his right hand as if he was about to throw the five black cracks towards the left saint.

Cold sweat broke out on Zuo Sheng's forehead, and he no longer dared to make a fool of himself. He was so frightened by the call of the right saint that his soul was not possessed, and he thought that he was already well-informed in the temple, and he knew everything about the big and small things in the temple. Who knew that the Right Saint did not show up and did not show the mountain and did not show the water and did not know more than he knew the inside story! In particular, the strength shown by the Right Saint today made the Left Saint's heart break out in a cold sweat. This kind of supernatural power that can tear through the void should be the means of the ancient gods and demons, right? Ordinary cultivators are indeed not opponents.

At that moment, Zuo Sheng didn't dare to slack off anymore and hurriedly said: "I'll tell you! Didn't that Yuan Sheng accept Lu Feng as his subordinate? But now that Lu Feng has directly taken refuge in the Lord Sage and has been instructed by the Lord Sage. The Lord Saint attaches great importance to this matter, and has already sent Mr. Ling, Mr. Zhen, Mr. Phantom, and Mr. Kong to Lu Feng's side. was humiliated by the four of them, and was almost beaten to pieces. ”

The right saint's eyebrows flickered violently, and the five void cracks in his hand disappeared with a sneering sound. He frowned and groaned, "Holy. How could that old guy hook up with Lu Feng, a daring boy, and also sent Mr. Ling and the four of them as his bodyguards? This is not easy to do. Mr. Ling, the four of them must be suppressed by the Kyushu enchantment now, and ten percent of their strength can't be wielded half of it, but this half of the strength of the earth is also the peak level of the world, and it is difficult to deal with. ”

After being silent for a while, Right Saint raised his head and asked in a cold voice, "So." What do you want to do when you ask me to tell us something today?" At the same time, his face was also cloudy and uncertain, the green light in his eyes was strong and weak, and he was very hesitant in his heart.

Zuo Sheng slyly laughed a few times and said to the right saint: "Well, since this saint doesn't know the obstacles, but after all, there is a right saint in the world, you know the root of it! This matter is very important, but this saint does not dare to make a decision alone, since the right saint has been arranging the foundation in the Central Plains for so long and has been operating for tens of thousands of years, presumably compared to this saint, it must be much more experienced, so please ask the right saint to give me more advice and see how it should be." ”

Squinting his eyes and pondering for a long time, the Right Sage suddenly sneered: "Just because you also want to join forces with this Sage, can't you?" But he quickly changed his tone: "That's it, as the saying goes, one person can do things, two people help each other, but it is rare for this Sage to deal with such a situation." Since Zuo Sheng, you have said so, but this Sheng, has also come up with a clear way. ”

Flicked his fingers, the black-clothed people behind him immediately turned into a series of phantoms and flew out, laying out several extremely vicious prohibitions from miles away, and the sky was circling and patrolling. Seeing this, Zuo Sheng also turned around and explained a few times, and the subordinates behind him also flew out one after another, patrolling with those black-clothed old daoists. Maybe it was because he saw that the prohibition laid down by those black-clothed people was really extremely vicious, and Zuo Sheng's subordinates didn't make any more effort.

Seeing that all his subordinates had flown away, the Right Saint straightened his face and looked at the Zuo Saint very solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "The Lord Saint has finally found someone who may be able to do that great thing for him." Although this matter is simple, it is just to choose a specific place to build a Yuan Formation and forge nine pure yang magic dragons, but the obstacle is extremely important! The Yuan Sage does not know why he is unwilling to do this, but the Sage is instinctively afraid of acting like this, so he has been perfunctory for tens of thousands of years. ”

"But that Lu Feng is bold and reckless, but he doesn't know what is going on, because he has more power in his hands, among the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty, he Lu Feng coughed, and no one dared to speak! Now the selected place should be Beiping City? Lu Feng is also the director of the construction of Beiping City, and it is not easy to build a dungeon at that point and arrange a few magic dragons? Therefore, this matter is already unstoppable, and this saint can only say how to use this matter to get the greatest benefit from it!"

Zuo Sheng frowned and looked at the right saint in puzzlement: "You dared to send someone to assassinate Lu Feng before, but you provoked the Yuan Sheng, why do you say such things now? If Lu Feng builds the underground palace and the magic dragon is built, what will happen to the dragon? Zuo Sheng couldn't help but be a little annoyed and blushed in his heart, he has been the chief steward in the temple for so many years, but he doesn't know why the so-called big things of the main saint, and he is somewhat embarrassed in the face of the right saint's talk.

Sneered a few times, the right saint glared at the left saint fiercely, and scolded: "Waste is waste! Are you Mr. Ling, the four of them easy to provoke? They may be ancients, in short, you understand, they are not something we can provoke." Even if they were within the Kyushu Enchantment, they didn't dare to release all their mana, but didn't we dare to fight with all our might? If we couldn't deal with the four of them, what else would Lu Feng kill? Especially if Lu Feng really saw the face of the Lord Saint, I am afraid that he would have the treasure given by the Lord Saint on his body, which would be more than enough to deal with our attack. ”