"You guys are talking nonsense!" Yuling's disciples saw Brother Xiaoshen getting angry, pointing at Yang Su, "what kind of direct descendant of Lan Yu are you? You are talking nonsense!"
This kind of aquarium would have been caught and roasted in the past.
——He is innocent and innocent, and the brides only come this year, so what a big gray grandson. But he was wronged.
Zhenjun Yang Su has been blowing too much and he has to take it seriously. All the aquariums in the world are blowing it. At most, he blows it more specifically. So far, I haven't met anyone who is serious (there are some who gossip secretly), why is the master of Yuling still excited.
The Jiao clan is also bad-tempered, and without the Dragon clan, they are the biggest among the Shui clan, and they are very proud. Seeing that they belonged to the Yuling Sect, they were willing to chat for a few words.
"Presumptuous, don't be rude to the king!" Donghu's subordinates scolded one after another. There is no need for Yang Su to speak in person.
The disciple of Yuling didn't show any weakness, he put his hand on the magic weapon, "Stand back!"
Brother Xiaoshen's majesty will be guarded by us!
Although they don't cause trouble casually outside, Yuling disciples are not afraid of trouble. Zhu Han is the half-master of all the disciples, even if he endured it himself, he couldn't tolerate others bullying their master.
Besides, it's okay for Yang Su to brag on his own, and it's ridiculous to say that Yuling owes him favors. In Daomi's words, draw a nose on the paper that is the size of the city gate - such a big face,
Daomi pursed his lips frantically, and said mockingly: "Our master Han of Yuling is knowledgeable and proficient in history, which is well known in the world. I am afraid that the genealogy you have compiled is not in line with historical facts, so sir will be 'disrespectful'."
How could Bai Yuan not know about the genealogy of the dragon family? Brother Xiaoshen must not be used to their bragging.
Zhenjun Yang Su didn't even blush, and said: "Everyone expresses their own opinions, and you are too angry, don't think that I am afraid of Yulingzong."
He justifiably blamed the other party for his temper.
The two sides were at war with each other for a while, and confronted each other.
The Xiaojiao on the opposite side was so frightened that he cried. He is still young and easily startled.
The tortoise prime minister whispered a few words to Zhenjun Yang Su, and Yang Su patted Xiaojiao's head, "I have something to do, so I won't bother you today!"
Daomi also whispered to Xiaoshen: "Brother Xiaoshen, we still have to go to the human town, so let's forget it first."
"Okay." Xiaoshen took a look at Zhenjun Yang Su, thinking that if you can run away from the loach, you can't run away from the Shuifu, and you want to be a gray grandson, right? Remember you.
Everyone spoke harshly and left in opposite directions.
Xiaoshen and his entourage went to the place where the human race lived, and saw that it was very dangerous!
Here, the Daze water channel is diverted, and it is only a few dozen miles away from a city, directly facing it.
The people in the city fled one after another, it was very chaotic, and there was a lot of crying.
The Yuling disciples were divided into two teams, one side was trying to divert the flood, and the other side was helping the human race to escape to a high place.
The human race here is huge, there are nearly one hundred thousand people, and when they see the cultivators descended from the sky, they immediately bow down and thank the immortals.
For mortals, those cultivators are already immortals with boundless mana. This is also why among the twelve realms of cultivating immortals, there is a realm called "Flying Immortal", which is not a real ascension, but because after reaching this realm, one can perform many immortal spells in the eyes of mortals, and the life span is greatly extended.
Xiaoshen helped the disciples of Yuling lead the water back to the correct channel.
These disciples are the outstanding ones selected by Xie Kurong. I thought that Zhuhan's spiritual power was not deep, and he usually used illusion and brute force more, but he didn't expect that he was better than everyone else in controlling water. He is worthy of being a white turtle what.
Speaking of which, the White Turtle and the Dragon Clan are much closer than the Jiao Clan of unknown generations. No wonder he despises the Jiao Clan of East Lake.
This matter of changing the geography is too exhausting, and they all have to take turns to do it, but Xiaoshen is the only one who has been supporting it.
——This is Daze, Lan Yuze is also Daze, even bigger, although Xiaoshen was banned, and some of his performances were not complete, relying on the talent of the dragon clan and his experience in taking office, he was much more handy than others.
Seeing the flood slowly recede, the submerged fields are gradually exposed.
Just when he was about to finish his work, Dao Mi suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "What is that?"
A group of black clouds approached heavily, overwhelming and menacing.
Xiao Shen narrowed his eyes and said, "Isn't this the loach from before?"
Why is Zhenjun Yang Su here again? Before that, he went back to his East Lake in the opposite direction.
Daomi became a little worried: "Could it be that you came to see us?"
Everyone's old strength is about to be exhausted, and when the new strength is not born, if they fight, wouldn't they be at a disadvantage.
Daomi, the crow's mouth, saw a black cloud approaching in front of him, and a dragon's head came out of it, rumbling like thunder: "Shameless, hand over my son's dragon beads!"
There was a lot of darkness inside, as well as his subordinates from the Shuifu, who were in great battle, cheering for the king.
Those human races saw a big dragon and shrimp soldiers and crab generals appearing in mid-air, extremely vicious, and looked like they were looking for trouble, their faces turned pale with fright.
They didn't know why there was a flood. Now that they saw the big Jiao, they thought it was the flood caused by Zhenjun Yang Su, and kept begging for mercy.
A Yuling disciple frowned and said: "Why did the real king say that? We have come here to rescue disasters since we parted. If you don't keep all the dragon beads of your dragon clan well, how can we get them?"
The Jiao people have the habit of refining Jiao beads with natural materials and earth treasures, which is a bit like alchemy. Refined and then swallowed, it is said that it can increase the dragon energy, get closer to the dragon, and even transform the dragon in the end. Of course, that's what Jiao said, no one knows whether it's true or not, and the formulas of each Jiao are also different.
Yang Su circled in the air irritably, "I just rest for a while, and my son will play around, and the Jiaozhu will disappear, and there will be no breath. This place is next to the East Pole, a few hundred miles away. A cultivator Not at all—except you, and the grievances just started before. This king thought about it, if it wasn't you, who else could it be?"
It's not easy to take Xiaojiao's orbs away from him secretly, so he would think of these people first.
Yuling looked at each other in blank dismay, this is really a scapegoat, he didn't take a good look at the baby, we had a few words with you, do you just rely on us.
"It's really not our business. If it were us, we wouldn't be here waiting for you to find it. You can also find it yourself."
Yang Su let out a low growl, causing the water to jump upwards, impetuously, "It's not you, who could it be? My son urgently needs Jiaozhu to improve his blood cultivation..."
His subordinates trembled and said: "My lord, there is no son's dragon pearl aura here, maybe it really has nothing to do with them, why don't we look for it again."
Xiaojiao's thin thread, hidden in the black cloud, also said timidly: "Father, forget it."
Yang Su said: "My son, you don't know how precious that jiaozhu was made by my father before you were born."
The more Yang Su thought about it, the angrier he became, his heart ached. It let out another long roar, venting its anger, and its tail whipped up layers of waves, destroying the fields next to it.
This movement was too great in the eyes of mortals, and the nearly 100,000 people started to run for their lives in panic, fearing that it would be affected, and they would not be able to shout.
"True Monarch! There is a flood here, please don't make it worse. After the disaster here is settled, we may help you to find it together." Yuling disciple said loudly.
Yang Su turned his head and saw his eyes were bloodshot: "Shut up, who knows if you took it or not, your human race is the most cunning, I have heard that some human race cultivators will steal dragon beads to make alchemy!"
Disciple Yuling held back his anger and said: "True Monarch calm down, mortals are innocent."
Yang Su rolled his eyes a few times, sneered indifferently from his nostrils, and twisted his huge body, "How is it different from an ant?"
Not only the Shui cultivators like Yang Su, but even some human cultivators don't take the names of mortals seriously.
It seems that for them, after entering the fairyland, they are different from fragile mortals.
The style of Yuling is not the same, after all, since Fangcun is a real person, he will save mortals. So the Yuling disciples who came today, no matter what clan they were from, looked at Yang Su with disapproval.
They are also scruples about 100,000 mortals, so they talked to Yang Su in a good manner.
After being persuaded, Yang Su wanted to throw out his anger even more.
Xuan Wuzi couldn't bear it any longer, and said loudly: "Have you ever thought about why the Jiao tribe can hardly become the master of the water tribe after the dragon tribe is not in the human world? It is because the Jiao tribe has no virtue and no action, the dragon tribe has been flying for thousands of years, and the human tribe is still alive." When sacrificing to the Dragon King, you can mention Jiao and just call it 'Evil Jiao'!"
This is the truth, the Jiao clan has a bad temper and is notorious, causing many floods.
Yang Su made Jiaozhu because he wanted to "turn into a dragon", but Xuanwuzi made a comparison like this, and stomped on him hard. He was so angry that his scales were about to stand up, and he flew into a rage: "Zhu Zi dare you!"
Xiaoshen glanced at Xuan Wuzi appreciatively, "Unexpectedly, you are quite good at talking."
Xuan Wuzi chuckled, although he was often beaten by his master and uncle, but don't forget that he was once a candidate for the master, read a lot, and scolded people, it was justified, tricky and vicious.
Yang Su is worthy of being an evil dragon, his big yellow eyes rolled to look at those terrified humans.
These Yuling disciples who came to control the water are all well-cultivated, but they still have to take care of the human race...
"Okay," Yang Su said to himself, "I'm not happy today, and none of you will be happy."
What about Yulingzong, he suddenly set off a huge wave and hit the top of the mountain!
Yang Su has already made a move, and of course his subordinates will not watch, otherwise, they will be the ones who are unlucky.
Sure enough, the disciples of the Yuling Sect took action one after another to intercept the huge waves, and even confronted Yang Su and his subordinates.
"Dao Mi, your cultivation base is low, you hide behind sir! Sir, it's hard for you to control the water and protect them!"
Xuan Wuzi eagerly ordered a few people who were brought out by Xiao Shen, who were not very capable of beating, "This Yang Su is really despicable, taking advantage of others' danger. I don't know if Master and Uncle have finished their work... hateful, otherwise how could he be called arrogant? !"
Everyone in Yuling knows that Xiaoshen's "shell" is hard, and he also showed his aquarium talent just now. The water flow in Daze has not completely returned to the right path, and it depends on Xiaoshen.
"Go, skin him!" Xiao Shen urged, hating himself for not being able to do it. His current actual cultivation is not as good as Yang Su's. If he doesn't want to control the water, that's all. He can play around with illusion.
Xuan Wuzi smiled awkwardly, "I would rather..."
You come and go, the city walls collapsed in the fighting.
This time, Yang Su had the upper hand. Originally, the disciples of Yuling had spent a lot of spiritual power to save people, and now they had to protect them.
Only one hundred thousand mortals were crying and screaming. To them, this was a fight between gods and gods. Bricks and stones could be crushed into powder, not to mention their mortal bodies. Fearing that his own life would be lost, he kept praying that the group of immortals who helped them would defeat the evil dragon.
Yang Su still wanted to draw water from the big lake to take advantage of the situation, but found that he couldn't draw water. He looked at Xiaoshen in the distance hatefully, and didn't know what magic weapon this young man had, which could calm the water and make them remain motionless!
But his skin and flesh are so strong that he can knock down large houses and trees with a flick of his tail.
Xuan Wuzi accidentally got hit by Yang Su's tail and flew out backwards.
He got up and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Brother, you should adjust your breath for a while!" Daomi called to stop him and said urgently.
"Hey, I can still hold on, I can't tell them to get close to those mortals, and knock them to death." Xuan Wuzi said.
Xiaoshen saw that he was bloody, and asked, "If Shang Jiyu can't catch up, you will die first."
That is the sea of the East Pole, who knows how long it will take Shang Jiyu alone, and whether he can even reverse it.
Xuan Wuzi was taken aback, and then smiled freely, "Then I have practiced Taoism for many years, and my perennial roots have been planted. I will send a human body in the next life, sir, go find me, and take me back to Yuling!"
After he finished speaking, he picked up the ruler that was still cracked and went forward again.
Yun Ziran sighed and said, "There are lovers in the ruthless Jianghai, and they will never forget them in thousands of eons. Yun has just obtained the art of longevity, but—"
He bowed his hands to Xiao Shen, and no longer evaded, raising his sword for reinforcements.
"Brother Xiaoshen?" Dao Mi called him cautiously, but saw that Xiaoshen had no intention of savoring the new work of a natural real person, he just lowered his head and meditated on something, and then jumped into the water, "Brother Xiaoshen?!"
There is still the sword left by Shang Jiyu on Xiaoshen's feet. He was born smoothly and has hardly encountered any dangers. Even now, he can't be hurt. But when he saw Yuling's disciple being beaten, he was very unhappy.
—These are all for my debts, and I should be the one who fights them.
With a sudden change in his mind, he thought of the last layer of the spirit control ring, which cannot be broken from the outside. He had a flash of inspiration. Could it be that he also needs to use the word "reverse", which is in line with the purpose of the prohibition
Seems like a dead end, but in fact, a dead end.
Yang Sujin went towards those mortals, seeing Yuling's disciples stretched out from left to right, already tired, he smiled triumphantly, "What can I do with you!"
He grabbed Xuan Wuzi with one claw, at this moment, a soft sword flew towards him, entwined around his claw like flowing silver, unexpectedly he couldn't move.
"Who?" Yang Su was surprised.
When all the disciples saw the Shanhe Sword, they all thought it was Shang Jiyu who had arrived, but they heard the loud noise of the water.
Both sides looked sideways, and saw a swirl in the wide swamp in an instant, and a long creature jumped out of it. Compared with the giant dragon, its figure was quite delicate, with jade-like horns flying obliquely, scales Reflecting the moist light like blue waves, the four claws are sharp.
For a moment, the world was silent, and neither humans nor the aquatic people could believe their eyes. In the end, it was the mortals who came to their senses first and shouted out the name of this thing: "Dragon! It's a real dragon!"
Who said there are no dragons in the world.
The cultivators have been subverted the impression of thousands of years, they can hardly think, it is hard to believe their eyes, but they have to believe——
The turbulent Daze returned to its place in an instant, and the water surface set off vertical waves, rushing to the sky, and then splashing and splashing, just like some life, performing a special prayer.
The lower-level Shui cultivators raised the awe inherited from their blood, and dared not look directly at them.
Yang Su was originally flying in the air with his head held high, but now he lowered his body unconsciously, not daring to fly higher than the blue dragon who was a circle smaller than him, with his head lowered slightly.
The Dragon King is on his seat, and the rivers and rivers welcome him.
As soon as Qinglong poked his head out, he lifted his chin proudly, and the sword entwining Yang Su's claw flashed coldly, and the entire dragon's foot was cut off, dripping with blood!
Qinglong stretched out his claws to catch the flying back Shanhe Sword, it was still dripping with dragon blood. His dark green eyeballs carried the arrogance familiar to everyone in Yuling, and his voice was so familiar that it was jaw-dropping:
"...my king? Are you worthy of being king too?"