This piece of Fulu suddenly emerged from the water, and suddenly blocked the way. Fu Lu was also slightly shining with a silver light under the reflection of the thunder light above his head.
These intertwined lights tumbling constantly in the river water, there are faint shadows of wolf, insect, tiger and leopard. Countless beasts are spreading their teeth and claws in the river.
I know that this is mostly a magic circle buried in the river, blocking the way, and completely blocking the river. Otherwise, the Huangquan corpse hunter and Yunpo will not hide in that whirlpool, just for temporary shelter. For a while, without struggling to escape.
The turbid river water seemed to be boiling, and Huangquan Corpse Hunter and I were blocked here and couldn't rush through. At this time, Po Yun, who was broken in the back, swam over suddenly, like an arrow from the string, and rushed in front of me and the Huangquan Corpse Collector.
Obviously, Po Yun was trying to get ahead and rushed to open a path. However, facing the tumbling river and the endless shadows of beasts in the river, Po Yun was so small in front of this frenzy. He just rushed up, and was lifted into the air.
The river was not only turbulent, but was also mixed with violent strength during the period. Yun Po was still in the air, spouting a mouthful of blood, and then fell into the river.
I couldn't just sit idly by. I could only hold the Huangquan Corpse Collector with one hand, and grasp Yun Po in front of the other with one hand to prevent her from being swept under the thundercloud by the river.
"Don't worry about me, I can do it by myself." The Huangquan Corpse Collector seemed to have recovered at this time. His voice had returned to the calm of the past. His face was covered with tears and was covered with river water. It was not clear whether it was Dahe's tears or his own tears.
"Can you do it!?" I was a little worried, and asked him a little bit.
"can."
Hearing what Huangquan Corpse Collector said, I let go of my hand and tried my best to rescue Yun Po. Yun Po was hit hard just now, and her consciousness was not so clear. I dragged her tightly. Hesitated in the river.
Although there was a divine light blocking the thundercloud, it was still impossible to escape from this river. Just when I had nothing to do, a bunch of people emerged from the shore of Evil Tiger Beach.
As soon as the group of people appeared on the shore, I inadvertently glanced at it, and my heart sank suddenly.
There were about a dozen people in that group, and the one standing in the front was the Anonymous. Beside him was Wan Kun, but the guards were not seen for the time being.
Today's situation is precarious, and there will be almost no way out when the Wumingshi reappears.
But this is also expected. Rounding up Huangquan's corpse hunter has always been the most important thing in Qiankun Dao. Now Huangquan's corpse hunter is seriously injured and trapped in the evil tiger beach. How could the Anonymous and Wankun not come
They stood on the bank, watching the situation in the river, the thin Taoist of Thunder God hurried up, not knowing what they were muttering with each other.
Boom! ! !
At this time, the thunderclouds in the air seemed to be a little uncontrollable. The gaps in that piece of divine light became more and more, and the thunder fell from the thunderclouds through the gaps of divine light.
The inability to escape from this thundercloud meant that he would be swallowed up by the rain of thunder. Seeing that the divine light was riddled with holes, it could no longer be supported. However, Mrs. Mingyu's figure suddenly glowed with a dazzling light under the thunderclouds, and the dim divine light immediately became vigorous again.
Up.
At the same time, Mrs. Mingyu’s figure rushed from above, she was like a fairy Lingbo who had fallen for nine days, flashing past the river, wherever she went, the shining talisman floating in the river water, All were suppressed.
Fulu disappeared, and the river surface immediately recovered smoothness. I knew that this was Madam Mingyu's desperate fight, so at this time, I didn't hesitate to drag Yun Po and swam forward.
The Anonymous man standing on the shore witnessed all this in front of him, and said nothing. With a shake of his right hand, the bell of heaven and earth lit up.
This is the bell made by the remains of Shang Fang, the ancestor of Qiankun Dao. It is now in the hands of Anonymous, and its power is extraordinary.
Holding this string of bells, Anonymous stepped forward quickly until he rushed to the edge of the thundercloud. He shook the bells vigorously, and the dull and weird bells suddenly spread out.
Dahe and the world seemed to be shaken by the sound of bells. The piece of talisman that had been concealed in the river water seemed to be about to move with the sound of bells.
In mid-air, the light that had just grown stronger was affected by the bells of the heavens and the earth. A warm light, like a piece of brocade, was suddenly torn apart, and the electric light that was constantly haunting the thundercloud immediately turned into an endless stream. Endless thunder fell from this rift.
The situation was originally not good, and the unnamed came out to be so mixed up, it was even more precarious. Mrs. Mingyu's figure flashed on the river and floated in the air again, trying to make up for the missing light.
"Do you have to put him to death?" Madam Mingyu floated under the thundercloud, and her voice came from a stormy sea and lightning and thunder.
The slight and ethereal voice could not be swallowed by such violent thunder and wind, almost everyone standing on the Evil Tiger Beach could hear it.
"It's not that he wants to kill me first, so how could there be today?" Wuming's tone was calm, but it seemed to contain a grievance that could not be resolved for a thousand years and ten thousand years. He held the bell of heaven and earth. , Standing on the edge of Thunder Cloud, said to Mrs. Mingyu: "You are already a dead person. There is only one Cannian left. Do you want to intervene in this matter?"
"He is my husband." Mrs. Mingyu said: "In the previous matter, he did have something to blame for you. I have been with him for him. I know that it is difficult to dispel the grievances in your heart. It’s a pity that, as you said, I am a dead person, leaving only a remnant thought. If I live, I would rather pay you this life for my husband."
"There are so many difficulties in this world. Only speaking is the easiest." Wuming said: "Say something useful. What is the meaning of these useless things?"
"Then you are determined, must kill him?"
"Life and death are destiny, and wealth lies in the sky." The Wumingshi slowly said: "Some things are destined by heaven, and manpower cannot be violated."
"Don't beg him." Huangquan's corpse scavenger couldn't rush out in this tumbling river. After being seriously injured, he still tried his best to shout at the figure of Mrs. Mingyu: "If you die, you will die. No one can die. "
"Look at your husband, at this point, he is still going straight into the sky." The Anonymous turned his head and said to the people on the river beach: "Do you all know this strong man who undulates in the water and regards death as home?"
"
Anyone on the river beach would not know the suzerain of the human road, and the nameless asked knowingly, apparently, he directly killed the Huangquan corpse hunter and was not relieved, and he had to humiliate the Huangquan corpse hunter severely.
I can see clearly in the cold river water, the face of the corpse hunter in Huangquan is pale, without a trace of blood. Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel sad. No one could have imagined that the tiger fell in Pingyang and the Huangquan corpse hunter ended up like this.
Up to this moment, I can still recall the scenes when I saw Huangquan's corpse scavenger before. He was so different from the one he is now.
However, I can only stay in the river now, letting the cold water throw us around. What else can I do
I can't do anything. I have tried many times and want to fight hard at this crisis. Although the impact of the last day's punishment has temporarily disappeared, however, my first weather has not reached the peak. In front of the Wumingshi, I am not his opponent at all.
"How can you not know this strong man?" There are savvy people on the river beach, and they can naturally guess the meaning of the Wuming. These people are attached to the Universe Dao, and the Wuming Clan is now the first-class person in control of the Universe Dao. How could they not go Favored, someone immediately said, "This strong man, isn't he the master of the human road?"
"The Sect Master of the Road of the World, the unworldly talent, the dragon and the phoenix among the people, how can it be so embarrassed? It's like a chicken in the water?" The person next to him immediately said, "Did you admit the wrong person?"
"I won't admit mistakes, this is the Sect Master of Human Face Road, I know it even if it turns to ashes..."
Listening to the rumors of the people on the shore, I couldn’t help it. The corpse hunter Huangquan closed his lips tightly and said nothing, but I couldn’t stand it anymore. I grabbed Po Yun in one hand and shouted, “Enough is enough. !"
"Why is there an early bird?"
"I also recognize this person, Fu Qiandeng's apprentice, Bao Shisan."
The people on the shore knew that I and the Huangquan Corpse Collector were now unable to fight back and couldn't break out of this predicament at all, so they were ridiculed and ridiculed. Those who walk the rivers and lakes are all rough people, and they can say anything, especially when the wall is pushed down by everyone. Everyone present is an expert, and what they say is unbearable.
However, even if I can't stand it, what can I do now. I gritted my teeth and looked at the ten thousand beast talismans that kept flashing in front of me, thinking that even if I had fought this life, I would rush out a bloody road and take Huangquan Corpse Retriever and Yun Po out.
My thoughts are good, but I don't know anything about these extravagance techniques, and with my own strength, I can't break through the encirclement.
Mrs. Mingyu’s figure appears from time to time, and it makes people feel distressed. She must be the end of the crossbow, she won’t last long, her shadow, Can Nian, and the divine light that protects us from the thunder. There will be nothing left.
"You are right." The Anonymous smiled faintly, holding the bell of the heavens and the earth, and said: "This great hero in the river is the Sect Master of the Human Road, you all come to guess, today, he can still walk out of this river alive ?"
"can."
Before everyone had time to answer, suddenly a voice came from the north side of the river beach.
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