"That one is not very good either. He is covered in white clothes and looks poor. The monks are short of money and can't afford to buy a piece of clothing. He looks like they are pretending. But those two look good."

Wusheng looked at the four people, and the sound of water in the river below became louder, and a black shadow flashed in the river.

"Senior brother, there is something in the river."

"It's a dragon."

Wusheng hid himself behind the rocks and woods, thinking.

"What are those people gathering here to do, discuss the truth, fight, or come to give treasures? If this is really the latter, it would be a problem!"

The sky gradually darkened, and no one of the four people standing on the hills on both sides of the river bank left, and they were still standing there, like four stone stakes.

"It's really boring to always stand like this. Why don't we play a game?" said the scholar standing on the "Dragon Locking Pillar".

"I heard that the scholar in green clothes is full of wisdom, so what are the tricks to come up with again this time?" said the man in black robe.

"Hey, I don't like to communicate with people like you. If you talk nonsense, do you believe it or not, I will join forces with the two Emei sword cultivators over there to deal with you?"

The black robe took a deep breath and the robe outside bulged.

"Hey, what are you doing? You need a fight?" The scholar's eyes lit up.

Huh, the black robe breathed a sigh of relief, and the bulging robe faded again.

"what you up to?"

"Let's get the couplet together. I'll give the first couplet. Next, why don't you give it first, I'll get the right one."

"Hmph, forty years ago, I'm not stupid with you!" Hei Rou said angrily.

"Then let's guess who will come next, how about it?"

"What are you betting on?"

"Whoever loses will leave."

"Don't gamble." Black Robe refused decisively.

"You are so boring. I went over to chat with the two sword cultivators from Emei." After saying that, the scholar shook his figure and came to the other side of the river, about ten steps away from the two sword cultivators.

"You two are fellow Taoists in Emei, so lucky to be happy."

"Scholar in Qingyi has long heard of the famous name." The man with an ordinary appearance bowed.

"I wonder what the two fellow Taoists call me?"

"Emei Zhou is different, this is my junior brother Cen Xiu."

"So it's the Emei Seven Swords. That's great. Look at what the black robe is?" The scholar pointed to the black robe standing on the other side of the river.

"It should be someone from Jiuyou Sect."

"Yes, the Jiuyou Sect has done many evil deeds and harmed creatures. Today I came here to seize the treasure. This treasure cannot fall into his hands no matter what. How can we join forces to get rid of him?"

The scholar's voice could not be concealed. These practitioners could hear the sound of fallen leaves within a hundred feet. What he said just now was naturally clearly heard by the black robe opposite Jiang. The man's robe was stirring and his teeth were itchy.

"Look, he's going to do it!"

"That's why you're angry!"

"Wait a little longer, maybe someone else will come back." Zhou Duo said.

"Well, then wait a little longer."

Late at night, the sky was covered with clouds and the stars and moon were gone.

Suddenly, a ray of light soared into the sky in the mountains more than ten miles away from the shore, sweeping open the clouds in the sky, with amazing momentum and you can see them across hundreds of miles.

"It is the magic weapon that appears in the world."

"Walk!"

Four human figures turned into four streams of light and flew towards that place. There was another person behind them.

A few people arrived at the place where the light was emitted in an instant, but there was a canyon in the mountains, and the light came from the roots of a mountain.

"The magic weapon is there!"

The black robe took the lead. With a wave of his hand, a small chess piece in his hand flew out, forming a triangle, waving in the wind, instantly covering the mountains and forests within ten miles. The land covered by the cover, the trees withered, the beasts fled, and after a few steps, they fell to the ground and died. The birds left the branches, and fell to the ground and died just a few feet away.

"Nine Nether Flag!"

The two Emei and the other ones had light to protect their bodies, and so did the scholar.

Wusheng was frightened and took a step, and after several miles, he encountered an invisible obstacle, as if a wall in front of him was blocking it.

Enchantment?

Then black gas invaded his body, and he hurriedly activated his magic power and Buddhism protected his whole body.

Only the light that soared into the sky was even better after being covered by this black chess piece, and it was vaguely about to tear apart the flags that were covering the ground.

"The divine artifact of King Yu is not only about opening mountains and killing dragons, but also about how many demons you have subdued. You actually took out the most evil things like Jiuyou Banner. Two fellow Taoists, this is a good opportunity. We will kill him." The scholar said to the other two.

"There is one person there." Zhou Duo pointed several miles away, and it was exactly where Wusheng was.

"He is not a bad person." said the scholar.

"Your companion?"

“Not it.”

As he was talking, the peak radiating light began to shake violently, and a crack broke out from the base of the mountain, as if something was about to fly out of it.

"It's quite a bit of noise!"

"Take it!" Zhou Duan's long sword behind him was unsheathed and turned into a stream of light to slash the black robe.

The scholar's long sword was unsheathed, and mountains and rivers had already flashed, like a tiger lying on a dragon.

"Longyuan Sword!" Cen Xiu exclaimed.

receive,

The black robe took back the "Nine Nether Flag" and protected her body. Zhou Dai's flying sword trembled continuously, as if it was sucked by something.

Back-sheaven,

He pointed at one hand and the flying sword came back in an instant.

Three blood lights flew out from the sleeves of the black robe.

"Be careful, Blood God Sword!"

The scholar waved his sword, and his light was like a horse, shattering the three blood lights.

With a roar, a ray of light flew out from the mountain and instantly left, and the mountain collapsed suddenly.

The four people who had originally fought rushed to chase after him.

A colorful light fell from the sky in the air, blocking the flying magic weapon.

"This is mine."

In the Yangtze River below, a black shadow soared into the sky, causing the river to soar a hundred feet high, and instantly knocked the man with colorful light out. However, as soon as he approached the magic weapon, he was killed out.

"Haha, this magic weapon once killed twelve dragons, and it was an ancient seed. I want to touch loaches like you?!" The man with colorful light sneered.

"I can't get it, and I won't let you get it!"

Suddenly the wind and rain in the sky changed, thunder and lightning shone, and heavy rain poured in an instant. The treasure shone and flew slanted into the mountain wall on the side of the river. It slashed like a rock, like a knife cutting tofu, and several figures followed it into the mountain.

A moment later, a stream of black air churn out of the mountain and turned into a human form, but it was the black robe. The robe outside his body was torn apart, and his body was still bleeding.

The river water in the Yangtze River soared into the sky. With a wave of the "Nine Nether Flag" in his hand, the river water was fixed there, and then fell backwards.

The Yangtze River is tumbling, thunder is rolling in the sky, and heavy rain is pouring. The world is full of wind and rain, which makes people unable to open their eyes.

With a click, the mountain cracked a crack, and a light flew out from it, and the magic weapon flew to other places.

Several figures chased after him.

The river in the canyon was completely gone without the tranquility and peace of daytime. The river water was like countless wild horses that had broken away, rushing towards the bottom.

Wusheng also followed them and rushed towards the direction where the magic weapon flew away.

The few of them rushed all the way, fighting all the way. The scholar joined hands with the two sword cultivators in Emei to catch the black robe, but their attacks were completely resolved by the "Nine Nether Flag" in the other party's hands. The dragon in the river and the people shining with these colorful lights were all together, and they were galloping in the wind and rain.

This was the first time Wusheng saw such a wonderful battle, and he had seen the power of great practitioners, and he also realized the importance of magic weapons.

There is a handy one to beat someone.

"Mother!"

Um?!

Wusheng suddenly heard a shout coming from below in the air.

"Crying?"

Wusheng looked down and found that there was a small village in a relatively gentle place on the river bank. The precipitation on weekdays would not flood that place no matter how high the precipitation rose. But today it was different. The dragon from the Yangtze River fought with someone all the way. The river water was churning, and the river water that was more than ten feet high directly flooded the village.

It was night, and some of them were still sleeping, and disaster came.
To be continued...