The clear light flashed instantly, and the Fengyingyue Bamboo Sword slashed on the evil dragon... No, Ao Yingying's nose, blood splashed, and she raised her head high and shouted vaguely: "Ni...dialysis..."

The vine balls scattered into purple silk all over the sky, wrapped around Ao Yingying's neck, and pulled Zhongyao over.

To deal with such an enemy, you can only use Sun Wuzi's tactics to get close to you and even get in and fight.

The mane on the dragon's back suddenly swayed and waved, stretching out countless blood-red light silks, facing the purple silk, one by one, and many of them were still running towards Zhongyao.

Zi Luo hid back to the demon-bound Rose, quickly controlled the purple silk, and quickly twisted it into several thick silks, thick to thin, one to many, and wrapped the bloody silk.

Purple silk vs. Blood silk, and Purple Luo vs. Ao Yingying, just fought in the air. Zhong Yao was blocked by the purple silk and could not take action at all.

The dragon snake burst into the water and dragged Zhongyao and Ziluo into the river again. The white waves on the river were churning, purple lights and blood were intertwined, and the battle was extremely fierce.

In Shujia Town, Ji Jiaorao slashed on a large pile of rubble with a sword, but only opened a small hole.

At this time, the water in Shujia Town had reached its thighs. A short wall surrounding Shujia Town blocked the water, turning the entire town into a reservoir.

Daqun townsmen followed Ji Jiaorao to the north of the town. After escaping from here, they could reach a much higher hillside. However, this circle of low walls, which were originally used to guard against theft, was built into a shop by the uncle's family, and was so thick that it was difficult to defeat.

"Are there any monks? It's monks who come to help!"

Ji Jiaorao turned around and shouted, hundreds of people behind her were panic and rushing, and people fell into the water from time to time. Fortunately, there were people with kindness to support her, otherwise she would have been stepped under and drowned alive.

Hearing Ji Jiaorao's shouts, the townspeople responded with hatred or sarcastic responses.

"Those monks and masters have already run away!"

"Flying, jumping over the wall, how can you stay here!"

"When the uncle's master disappeared, he ran almost the same!"

"Young Master, aren't you a monk?"

When he was called a young master, Ji Jiaorao could only smile bitterly. Seeing the townspeople look embarrassed again, many children were held and held up by adults, and they were in danger and even more anxious.

He bit his red lips, Ji Jiaorao didn't care. He pushed his energy around and shot out the long sword in his hand.

What went out was not a sword shadow, but several clear lights that shot into the water beneath the rubble.

After obtaining the Qingzhu Spirit Seed, Ji Jiaorao kept thinking about it himself. Although he had not yet integrated with the original martial arts and sword moves, he could also have some magic.

A series of clear lights radiated from the water, and green bamboos suddenly emerged, splitting the rubble and cracking the walls. Many green bamboos burst because they couldn't bear it, causing Ji Jiaorao, who was wrapped in the clear light, trembling slightly, and bloodshots appeared on the corners of her mouth.

There was a loud bang, and the walls and houses that were more than ten feet long collapsed, and the water flowed out, and the water surface in the town dropped rapidly.

"Go away!"

Ji Jiaorao waved his arms and persevered, allowing the green bamboos to continue to separate the rubble. The townsmen supported the elderly and young, shouted the young master, thanked him for his gratitude, and ran out of the town from the gap and fled up the hillside.

The last piece of green bamboo shattered and turned into wisps of clear light and disappeared. Ji Jiaorao's figure shook and almost fell into the water.

She barely stood firm and turned to look at the Huihe River. At this time, the river surface was already calm, only the turbulent vortex was seen, and Zhongyao and Ziluo could not be seen, nor did she see the evil dragon.

"A Yao!"

Ji Jiaorao was shocked and jumped up, but unexpectedly, her spiritual energy was exhausted just now and she was weak all over. She rushed towards the pile of rubble.

A soft force suddenly surged, holding her firmly and gently putting her down.

There was a person above the rubble, and it was the despicable old man who called himself "Damn old man".

"Don't be anxious, little girl..."

The old man said leisurely: "The water vapor is changing, and it seems that a god is about to be born, and Zhongyao should be fine."

Only then did Ji Jiaorao notice that there were dark clouds restless on the zenith, vaguely gathering into vortexes, and a low thunder was brewing.

She said in surprise: "The god will be born? Has he been granted the god again? Can the river god even be granted?"

The old man smiled bitterly: "I thought you knew his foundation, but it turned out to be beyond your expectations."

Ji Jiaorao smiled relievedly and said, "I don't know his...foundation, but I know his intentions and what he is asking for. Even if he turns into a dragon, I'm not surprised."

The old man also smiled: "The dragon is the lord of water qi. If a dragon is to appear in the continent, it also means that the dragon qi is calm, how is that possible?"

With the movements of the top and the confidence in Zhongyao, Ji Jiaorao was not so anxious.

On the top floor of the restaurant not far away, the gray bird jumped around, looking very anxious.

"The heart of heaven has not been broken, and I still have to be sealed with the River God. Seeing that the kid Zhongyao is going to succeed again, how could this be done?"

After jumping for a while, the thunder became clearer, and the gray bird flapped its wings and stood away from Shujia Town.

"Forget it, if the River God is in his position, it will be easy to find me. I don't know how to talk to that kid, so avoid it for the time being."

The townsmen fled on the shore, Ji Jiaorao and the old man waited hard, but under the Gray River, the situation was not what they expected.

"If you let go, I will move my sword away!"

"If you move the sword away, I will let go!"

"You first!"

"You first!"

The dragon snake in the water bit the vine ball again. The sword in Zhongyao's hand was green and sucked. With just one thought, the purple roe would reveal the hole and let the sword penetrate the head.

With purple roe here, Ao Yingying could not do anything to rely on the body of a dragon and snake or the mane to transform into silk. However, the dragon and snake had rough skin and thick flesh, and Zhongyao could not do anything to Ao Yingying.

After finally finding an opportunity, he pretended to let Ao Yingying bite it, but at this time the force on the snake's teeth was far from what had just happened. He could completely bite the vine ball and bite Zhongyao into a ball of meat sauce.

At this time, Zi Luo had to support the rattan ball with all her strength to resist the teeth, and Zhongyao and Ao Yingying became a stance to die together.

To be honest, after knowing that she and Zi Luo were originally strange sisters with two souls and had a close relationship with his possible predecessor, Zhong Yao had no intention of killing her.

He could also sense that although Ao Yingying was violent and violent, she was very entangled in his attitude towards him and had no real intention of killing.

She was not the evil dragon before, and she was probably still fascinated by the nightmare at that time.

But the situation is now, I don’t know how to end. And she finally bit Shu Tianxiong and others to death, and it is impossible for her to ignore such a crime.

In the process of stalemate, thunder was heard faintly, and a strange force appeared in the water, which made Zhongyao, Zi Luo and Ao Yingying tremble.

This felt that Zhongyao was extremely familiar with it. This was the case when he was named a god before.

Now this is... God is still waiting for someone suitable for the River God?

After a sudden change of thought, Zhong Yao said, "If you promise something, I will not pursue your previous actions. You can stay in Guanshan and stay with Zi Luo and stay with me."

Outside the twig ball, Ao Yingying still appeared in the phantom of a woman with red hair and purple eyes. She sneered: "What a big tone, I'm afraid you will pursue it? I want to stay with you and Zi Luo? It's really disgusting!"

Zhong Yao continued, "You come to be the Hui River... No, it should be the river god of Guanshui. You will always keep this river, bless the peace of the spirits of Shujia Town and even Guanshan, and use this to atone for your sins."

Ao Yingying's red hair flew and shouted loudly: "I don't want to be a god! Don't want to soak me in the river forever!"

Zi Luo said quietly: "Are you afraid that he will always be a water snake, it's so ugly that wet?"

Ao Yingying subconsciously said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

He came back to his senses and defended himself in embarrassment: "I am not... it has nothing to do with him, I hate wet!"

Zhong Yao chuckled: "I don't dislike it, and it's really not ugly. If you can turn into a dragon one day, it will be very beautiful."

Ao Yingying was stunned: "Really?"

She panicked and added: "I mean, can I still turn into dragons?"

Zhong Yao nodded: "Your body is now a dragon snake, and you have served as the river god again. Of course, it is possible to turn into a dragon in the future."

Ao Yingying was silent, and her teeth that bit the rattan ball became much smaller.

After a while, she murmured in a low voice: "You... aren't lying?"
Chapter completed!