"Damn, these big monks and old scholars have taken the wrong medicine!"

Yingge scolded and scolded at night, extremely embarrassed, the three breaths of Haoran Qi, Zhiyang Buddha Power, and Supreme Emperor Qi, no matter which one is extremely restrained evil spirit, if it does not reach a certain realm, it is difficult to reverse.

Of course, there is no absoluteness in yin and yang in the world, and some powerful demon cultivators and evil cultivators are not afraid of these breaths at all, but it is a pity that Yingge Night has not yet reached that realm.

"Ready, shoot!"

The elite of a thousand troops swallowed mountains and rivers, all with bows and arrows, pointing directly at the monks by the lake, each of them was a sharpshooter in the army, and the tips of the arrows condensed the spirit of these soldiers, which could break the monks' body protection qi, and even the armor could penetrate it.

Brush brush, arrows clustered like locusts, a black cloud rose, all shot towards the lake, this rain of arrows is not the scattering of the army when the melee is fighting, each arrow has a target, or dozens of arrows shot at the same target, blocking all the dodging routes, so that the monk can not avoid it, can only take the call.

Each monk by the lake was cared for by at least ten or more arrows, so that these monks had to be on the lookout for sudden hidden arrows when facing the enemy, and if they were not careful, they would be pierced through the heart.

The disciples of Buddhism danced with a stick of eyebrows, holding a vajra, beating the water dogs, even Yingge Night can only dodge around in a nest, constantly blocking the flying arrows, the stronger the person has to deal with the more arrows, Yingge Night is the young master of the Heavenly Demon Dao, especially the focus is taken care of, and he is the enemy is an old Buddhist monk, the Buddha is mighty, the means are good, the treasure is solemn, and the golden body is majestic.

Nalan Hongye waved the Mo Evil Sword to block the flying arrows, while fighting with a monk, her eyes were cold, she had already been hit by an arrow in the shoulder, which seriously affected her strength, and she could only retreat one after another.

There are not no strong people in the Daomen, and there are many characters of the older generation, but obviously Confucianism, Buddhism, and the royal family are extremely well prepared, and there are also strong people appearing, the great Confucianism sitting cross-legged on the ground, the spirit of Haoran is soaring, reciting the Four Books and Five Classics, Haoran's Confucian breath permeates Dongting Lake, and the strength of all evil demons has been greatly compressed, and even some evil demon monks with low strength are directly shocked to death by the righteousness in the recitation!

It was almost a one-sided situation, Ning Wujian looked around the shore, and landed in an inconspicuous corner in the distance.

Dongting Lake is known as the "Eight Hundred Miles of Water", which is extremely vast, and the Eight Dao Emperor's Sacred Decree only covers one area, and in a dark corner of this area, the five figures are hiding.

Ning Wuqian saw at a glance that it was the five dragons of Jinghe, obviously the five dragons were ready to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but they didn't want to be trapped by the emperor's holy order and couldn't get out, and the people on the side of Buddhism, Confucianism, and the royal family should also see the identity of the five dragons, and didn't move them, so the five dragons shrank there.

What the Dragon King of Jinghe said was also the water god who mastered the clouds and rain in Chang'an, and these people didn't dare to be too embarrassed, not everyone was as crazy as Xuanxin Dao.

Ning Wujian slowly sank into the water and swam in the direction of the five dragons.

"That's bad luck!" Ao Huang muttered dejectedly.

The five dragons are crowded under a rock, it is really a nest, although they are dragons, their bloodlines are not pure, their strength is only in the realm of qi transformation, and they are not even as good as qi refining cultivators.

After the ancient times, the dragon clan has declined, and many water tribes bear the name of the dragon clan, but in fact there is only a trace of dragon blood in their bodies.

"I didn't expect the Li Tang royal family to find the Eight Human Emperor Holy Order!" Ao Qing had a gloomy face, looking at the eight golden tokens in the sky, he was in the Dragon Palace, although his strength was weak, he knew that the secrets of the Dao were even more than the disciples of the Great Gate Sect.

The monks of Kyushu attacked the Dongting Dragon Palace, and the five dragons saw the Dongting Dragon King retreating towards the depths of the Dragon Palace with his personal guards, and they all felt that the Dongting Dragon Palace was out of play, and even the Dongting Dragon King fled with his daughter, and they had no way to live.

Although the old dragon king of Jinghe told them that the dragon king of Dongting could solve the catastrophe of the Jinghe River, he did not tell the origin of the old king of Dongting of Wulong, and the five dragons did not know the true strength of the dragon king of Dongting, if they knew, even if they gave the five dragons great courage, they would not dare to play any conspiracy.

"I hope the royal family can let us go for grandpa's sake!" Ao Xuan sighed softly, his eyes fell on the dark surface of Dongting Lake, and he always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching him in the dark.

"That stinky scholar must be dead, Dongting Dragon Palace was killed by him, but it's a pity that he can't be caught, otherwise, ......"

Ao Ziyin smiled coldly.

"What if not?"

"Otherwise, I would have skinned him and whipped his ......."

Ao Zi said casually, and halfway through speaking, he couldn't continue, because the voice of the question did not come from them.

Wulong's heart froze, secretly surprised, his eyes looked in the direction of the sound, and shouted in unison: "Who!"

There was a bang, the water splashed, Ning Wujian carried a spear, stepped on the water, walked towards the shore, and looked at Wulong, "Forget me so quickly?" Last time I let you go, I didn't expect you to cause such a catastrophe to the Dongting Water Tribe without repentance, damn it!"

"It's you, stinky scholar, aren't you dead yet?" Ao Huang's face was hideous, staring at Ning Wuji, and the thought of the insult in the bookstore made Ao Huang more and more angry.

"Nonsense, the catastrophe in the Dongting Dragon Palace was caused by you, and the Kyushu monks came for you, what does it have to do with us?" Ao Qing snorted coldly, his eyes kept patrolling the surface of Dongting Lake, and Ning Wuji's appearance made him feel uneasy, could it be that what happened in the Dragon Palace?

"Isn't the forbidden entrance of the Dongting Dragon Palace revealed to the Kyushu monks by you? Because of your little hatred, the Dragon Palace Water Tribe's death and injury have been countless times, so I pronounce your sentence to death!"

"Who do you think you are, we are the queen of the Dragon King of Jinghe......"

In the darkness, a silver light flashed, and Ning Wujian stabbed a shot into Ao Zi's throat, Ao Zi's eyes widened, as if he was in disbelief, he wanted to speak, but he only spit out two mouthfuls of blood foam, and died of exhaustion.

"Old Five......

Seeing that Ao Zi was killed, Ao Huang's eyes suddenly turned red, and two purple gold eight-sided hammers appeared in his hands, and the hammer wind whistled, and the two iron hammers smashed towards Ning Wuji.

"Up...... Kill him!"

Ao Zi was killed, Ao Huang made a move, and the other three dragons did not tolerate it, roared angrily, and directly turned into the main body, and the three green, white, and black ten-zhang divine dragons pounced towards Ning Wujian with their teeth and claws.

"As far as you talk the most, what about the Jinghe Dragon King, the Jinghe Dragon King himself is difficult to protect, how can he still take care of you?"

Ning Wujian stepped forward, swept the spear, and smashed on the purple gold eight-sided hammer of Ao Huang, with a buzz, the terrifying force was pressed down, the purple gold eight edged hammer was shaken open, and the mouth of the tiger of Ao Huang cracked, and it was directly smashed out of the lun, hitting the boulder, and blood spurted from the mouth.

The three dragons pounced, Ning Wujian was not afraid at all, the spear was like a hammer, slamming down, when the three loud bangs, the silver spear smashed on the three dragons' heads, and the three dragons that smashed broke the blood flow, and roared miserably.

The gap between the realms is too big, maybe a month ago, the five dragons were able to have a few moves with Ning Wuji, but now, the five dragons are not Ning Wuji's enemies!

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