fishing the heavens

Chapter 118 A Man Doesn’t Tease Easily (Second Update)
The Dragon King Mo Yuxue, who was diving into the water, suddenly felt unable to move his body, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't dive down!
The fishhook in his belly seemed to be integrated with the Moyu Snow Dragon King, and the force of action was the whole body, not the bit of flesh and blood that was hooked, otherwise the Moyu Snow Dragon King would have broken free long ago!
The Dragon King Mo Yuxue has lived for an unknown amount of time, and he has already developed a simple spiritual wisdom. He knows that if he doesn't break the fishing line, he will have no chance of escape!
He rubbed his fangs against this thin and thin fishing line vigorously, but it was useless. First, the fishing line was too thin to bite, and second, even if he bit it, he couldn't stop biting!
In particular, a huge force came, slowly bringing him up to the surface of the water.

If the Qi and blood mixed with Moyu Snow Dragon King hadn't been sealed by the fishhook, nine times out of ten, Moyu Snow Dragon King's huge size, coupled with the strength of his body, would have been impossible to be lifted up by Beifeng!
But if there is no if, the current strength of the Moyu Snow Dragon King alone is not enough to compete with Beifeng!
"Wow!"

The huge body surfaced little by little, and countless cold pool water slid down Mo Yu Snow Dragon King's body, splashing everywhere.

The temperature in the underground cave dropped again in an instant, Peng Peng couldn't help shivering, and stretched out his head to have a look.

"My God! What kind of method is this?"

Peng Peng was shocked, watching Mo Yuxuelongwang's huge body lift up into the air little by little, twisting his body in the air, but he couldn't do anything about that filament that looked like it would break at any time.

A wide black light hole emerged on the top of the cave, swallowing the body of Moyu Snow Dragon King bit by bit.

"Roar! Stay for me!" A loud roar came, and Peng Pengheng was stunned without even humming. This voice seemed to contain a unique pronunciation skill, and it was pervasive!

As soon as the sound sounded, a little old man who looked like he was shrouded in flames came into the cave. Looking at the Moyu Snow Dragon King, who only had half of his head exposed outside the black light hole, the little old man was covered in muscles. Swell, a huge aura rises in this little old man's body!
The stooped old man was tall and tall, his wrinkled skin stretched out, and his dry hair instantly turned black as ink. He quickly changed from a small old man to a man with vicissitudes in his eyes. He looked only about 30 years old. middle-aged!

"Take the Heavenly Hammer!"

The spine on Yan Zhan's back is like a big dragon, bulging high up, as if about to burst out!
A fiery red hammer-shaped phantom of about 20 meters shrouded the sledgehammer in Yan Zhan's hand, and with a terrifying pressure, it smashed towards the exposed head of Moyu Snow Dragon King!
This is the pinnacle blow of Yan Zhan!I have been preparing for this hammer battle for 30 years!
This sledgehammer is the pinnacle blow of Yan Zhan's unity of energy and spirit, representing Yan Zhan's invincible will, even if a smaller mountain is in front of it, it will be destroyed instantly!
"boom!"

The Moyu Snow Dragon King, unable to move, could only watch helplessly as the sledgehammer fell, and Moyu Snow Dragon King's head collapsed by one-third in an instant!

The blood in the mouth gulped down, staining the cold pool red!

Countless ice and snow dragon fish frantically rushed out, gulping down the blood in the cold pool.

Before Yan Zhan could react, the head of Mo Yuxue Dragon King disappeared instantly, and then the light hole closed.

"Lu Tong, the Moyu Snow Dragon King is dead, you can rest in peace!"

Yan Zhan said to himself, he had no doubts about Mo Yuxue Dragon King's life-and-death Yan Zhan, his hammer just now was not as simple as smashing a third of Mo Yuxue Dragon King's head!
He even injected more than one-third of his internal energy of the flame attribute, which would definitely burn Mo Yuxuelongwang's brain into a pile of paste!
It's a pity that Yan Zhan didn't cut off Mo Yuxuelongwang's head himself, a line of clear tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of this man who has always shed blood.

The boy doesn't cry easily, just because he hasn't reached the sad place!
Yan Zhan's aura calmed down, and he returned to the harmless little old man's appearance. Looking at Peng Peng lying on the ground, wrapped in the blood of Mo Yuxue Dragon King, he thought for a while and disappeared with him. .

Beifeng was in a state of excitement, and he worked hard to draw in the fishing line. The front end of the white jade pole had already drawn a huge arc, which made Beifeng couldn't help but worry, fearing that it would break in a second.

Slowly, a tail appeared in the ancient well, and the ancient well exuded dense purple air, which looked very extraordinary.

A strange fish that looked no more than two meters long was pulled to the edge of the ancient well by the north wind, and he dared not bring it up now.

"Huh? What happened? How did this strange fish collapse on its head so big?"

Beifeng carefully looked at this strange fish, it looked very beautiful, with scales like black jade, and a vigorous figure. Of course, if it was smaller, it would probably become popular in the world of ornamental fish.

Beifeng's line of sight was only five meters away from the fishhook as the center, so when the fishhook was swallowed by the Moyu Snow Dragon King, Beifeng couldn't perceive what happened next.

But Beifeng remembered that this large-scale wound was not there when Mo Yuxuelongwang swallowed the fishhook, and Beifeng restored the approximate ratio. This wound is absolutely terrifying!
"No matter who did it, thank you very much, it saved me a lot of effort."

Beifeng silently thought about how to deal with this big guy, but he didn't expect this trouble to be solved unintentionally.

But Beifeng still remembered the last time the mutated giant salamander happened. It looked like the fish was dead, but what if it wasn't completely dead yet?

It just so happens that the size of this fish is probably not small, and I am worried that there is no place to put it. Now staying in this mysterious ancient well saves myself a headache.

"Since it's a fish, you can't leave the water for a long time, right? Let it sit for two days, and even if it's not dead now, it should be dead after two days."

This is the main reason, so as not to make any mistakes when the time comes.

"But why didn't the system prompt sound this time? Could it be because the wellhead was not raised, and the strange fish didn't show its body?"

After thinking about it, it seems that this is the only reason that makes sense, but a few times the system sounded when he was still in the well.

Beifeng didn't think about it if he didn't understand. He lifted two bluestone slabs and sealed the mouth of the well, exposing the white jade fishing rod outside.

Fortunately, in the miraculous well, the weight of the Moyu Snow Dragon King is almost negligible, otherwise there is really no way to support the original terrifying weight of the Moyu Snow Dragon King.

Early the next morning, Bei Feng, who was used to waiting for breakfast, got up early for the first time, went outside the yard, filled the cauldron with water, put it away, lit the firewood, and started cooking breakfast.

In the raging fire, the great cauldron is miraculous, but it is a pity that Beifeng does not know any alchemy techniques, and can only use this primitive method to boil out the medicinal power in the cauldron, which has to be said to be a kind of tyranny the behavior of.

(End of this chapter)