Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 416
Jiang Ziwu smiled and said nothing.The eyes never change.

Such eyes showed an unquestionable attitude.

Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai didn't speak. They grew up in Wushan, so they naturally knew what it meant to change the dragon's veins.

They never thought about such a large-scale operation. They were trapped in the foggy mountains for hundreds of years, and they never knew that there was a waterway flowing.

If the water dragon is filled up the waterway, it means: there is not one dragon, but three dragons lying here!Even, four dragons!

One mountain and two rivers, riding the wind—no, Xiao Hei thought of Jiang Ziwu changing "Jun" to "Jiang".

He blocked himself in this feng shui drastic change as the emperor.

Here is now one mountain, three rivers, and four dragons!Using the wooden knife and dragon saliva as the transfer medium, all the luck and energy are put on Fu Chen's body, to gain the vitality of Fu Chen and the opportunity to become a god.

If it is done, the country and people can leap forward.

Defeated, lives lost.Long dead cool.

Jiang Ziwu glanced over, and seeing Xiao Hei's cold expression, he knew that he had already guessed it.

"But it's not enough." Jiang Ziwu looked at the "floating dust" that had grown into a towering tree, and looked up to the sky. "Far from enough."

The wind is howling, mixed with a lot of water.

Xiao Hei and Jiang Ziwu could still stand on the mountain, but Xiao Bai's figure became more and more blurred.

"Black!" Bai shouted.

Xiao Hei turned his head and said with cold eyes, "Come up."

The whiteness turned into white clouds wrapped around the black cloak, gradually hidden in it.

Jiang Zi went to another place without searching, and cut his own wrist.

The blood dripped on the sunken grass slope, and it disappeared after a while.

Jiang Ziwu lowered his hand, big drops of blood dripped, mixed with small pieces of meat and fell into the grass.

The small concave slope still quickly returned to green, without blood red.

Jiang Ziwu saw that the bloodletting was almost done, he formed a seal with one hand to seal the blood in his right hand.Then sit in the small concave slope, knead the formula with both hands, and recite the mantra silently.

Gradually, a turquoise mist floated around his body.

"Hey, blah——" a loud sound came.

This sound comes from the mountains and rivers, as if the mountains and rivers are dismantling themselves——

at the same time.

Haimen Village.

Suddenly, heavy rain fell from the sky, falling to the ground, and even an unknown big fish fell.

And a place in the mountain stream is even more strange. It is not just raining, but the heavy rain is connected with the sky, falling down like a waterfall.

Young Master Yan cursed angrily, and rushed over quickly, "Which one started the leading formation!"

Followed by a fast trotting fat pig.

Mr. Yan flew over first. He didn't know who activated the mechanism, and rushed to the waterfall to meet him. From a distance, he saw a big tree appearing at the position of the dragon's head, and there were black dragons writhing around the tree. He immediately understood, "A group of lunatics. "

How did he know the secret of Haimen Village?

He could only follow Mr. Yan, who was a lunatic, to another place.

"Yan Lang! Lord Lang!" Someone shouted.

Mr. Yan suddenly turned around, ran over, hugged the visitor and flew to the village, "Why are you here? Go back!"

"Are you okay?" Li Miaomiao asked.

Mr. Yan said with a smile, "Why would something happen to me? Don't worry, don't worry." Then he shouted to the rear, "Gusun, hurry up!"

A fat pig jumped into the field of vision, wriggling quickly, in the eyes of Mr. Yan, it was crawling at the same speed as a bug.

Mr. Yan waved his hand, and the fat pig flew in front of him, turning into an old man with a white beard.

"Look at Miaomiao and the village. Don't let your grandson ruin the big event!" Mr. Yan scolded, coaxed Miaomiao a few more words, rushed over quickly, landed in a mountain depression, turned into a prototype, the trunk climbed high, the branches and leaves grew, and the tree The roots stretch out and grip the ground firmly.

Looking from a high altitude, the sky is shaded by big trees, but it is within the radius.The Shuitian Waterfall not far away is also exactly a circle, surrounded by mountains and rivers, forming a circle.

This corresponds exactly to the dragon vein and dragon tail.

The dragon's tail curled up into a whirlpool, and Master Wutian built a water gate here, which can lead to the sea.He also helped Mr. Yan get the Tao, and he waited here for generations until Haimen Village opened the gate of sea and sky.

500 years ago, in addition to digging two water channels for the mountain dragon veins, Master Wutian designed the dragon veins as "two dragon heads", also known as dragon turning over.

The height of the dragon head and tail is the same, and the lower one is the dragon body.

When the dragon veins "die", Dang Chaotianzi or Yan Gongzi can change the dragon head to get "rebirth" and become a new dragon vein.

But now it has been randomly changed by the new emperor!

Mr. Yan gritted his teeth.He is in a place where the dusty dragon sleeps and makes a fuss, so he is forced to take the place of the living gate temporarily!To adapt to the transformation of the formation.

"Hey, blah——" a loud sound came.

Xiao Hei stood beside Jiang Ziwu, protecting him.

"Coax—" There was a loud noise.

"Da da da—" muffled noises continued.The surrounding vision shifts, rotates.

Slowly and slowly, the mountains and rivers changed, and in the long time of three sticks of incense, the mountains and rivers have changed.

But if you look closely, there is no change!
Xiao Hei kept his surprise in his heart, and stayed by the man's side lightly.

The mountains and rivers no longer change, and the man opens his eyes.

Jiang Ziwu looked at the surrounding environment and smiled.

In Haimen Village, a child pulled an adult, pointed to a big tree and said, "Uncle, that tree seems to have changed."

"Nonsense! Isn't this the mountain god?"

The old man in front of the adults kept his eyes calm and did not speak.Miaomiao was worried, but not sure, and asked the old man, "Well, how is my husband?"

The old man shook his head, "I don't know yet, let's see what the people above are going to do."

"Ah." Miao Miao fell into a new wave of melancholy.

Jiang Ziwu looked towards Haimen Village at the foot of the mountain.He knew about Mr. Yan, and he also knew that the sachet on Fu Chen's feet was Mr. Yan's flower vine.

Thanks to the Fengshui sword given by Fuchen, he thought of a way to change the dragon head.

Fengshui Fengshui, now the dragon head and tail have a strong Fengshui.

The formation turns, and the dragon turns over.

After turning over, he became not only a mountain dragon, but also this luck.

Although the two ends of the mountain dragon are at the same altitude, the big trees planted are of different heights. The tree represents endless life, and sitting on the longan or array eye means the door of life.Now the floating dust is higher in the inland direction, and Mr. Yan is lower near the sea.

The whole dragon vein presents the trend of the mountain dragon lying on the river and drinking the sea with its head down.

The opened Haitian Gate is Longzui, and Mr. Yan is inviting the wind.

Fengshui will continue to flow into the big tree along the body of the dragon.

He wants her alive!

For what the hell.

The big tree began to glow with golden light.

Soon, there were two more light-colored water dragons looming beside.

"Black!" Jiang Ziwu shouted.

Hei looked over, looked at each other, and confirmed again: are you serious?
Luck is back.

Once something happens to them, the fate of the country will change, and the fate of the 50 people in Tangling Kingdom will undergo earth-shaking changes.

This is no child's play.

There was no fluctuation in Jiang Ziwu's eyes.

Black and clear, incarnate as a black flood dragon to meet the water dragon.

Bai looked anxiously from below.

Jiang Ziwu also showed his luck, led the black dragon on his body to the side of the water dragon and swallowed it slowly. A faint blue appeared on the black dragon's body, and gradually turned dark purple.

Over there, Xiao Hei had an accident. He couldn't transform in the water, with dragon scales growing on his head, but his right eye and above couldn't change.

Metamorphosis stopped.

Jiang Ziwu was a little anxious, and so was Xiao Hei.

"Hei!" Bai glanced at Jiang Ziwu, she knew that Xiao Hei's future was tied to this man.She also knows that both he and Xiao Hei are clear: rushing to transform into a dragon at this time, even if he becomes a real dragon, there is no chance of ascending in the future.

Hei ignored Bai, still gritted his teeth and wanted to break through.

Bai was eager, thought for a long time, and simply jumped up, turning into a prototype, the white clouds curled up into small white balls and flew to Hei's eyes.

I will be your eyes.

There was a cloud of mist at the head and eyes of the black dragon, and suddenly a golden light burst out, and the eyes opened wide!

The scales decomposed rapidly, rolling layer by layer, the dragon scales turned into dragon scales, the black dragon rolled, and the two longan eyes at the dragon's head were particularly distinct: one black and the other white.

"Ang—" Hei soared around the big tree.

"Ang—" The purple black dragon also slowly soared around the big tree, continuously rising.

Jiang Ziwu watched.

Two rivers and one mountain!
Two dragons support one dragon and fly up!
The third dragon is the big tree as the center of Feng Shui - Fuchen!
Hell, on the Santu River.

The giant dragon looked at the faintly glowing floating dust, and then turned to look at the monk who was shining with a dazzling golden light, "Eh?"

Why is there still someone who forcibly crosses the cultivation base?

The giant dragon stared at the monk with big eyes stupidly: this, this, this, the heart is damaged, how can I survive the catastrophe?
"Ang—" Suddenly there was a roar of a dragon.But it was flying on the monk.

When the lightning strikes, the thunder that originally only chopped the floating dust splits out and strikes the monk.

"Zizizi!" The thunder and lightning hit the monk extremely fiercely.

It is also about to cross the catastrophe!
The monk knelt on the ground in agony.A golden dragon's shadow erupted from the upper back, and there was a faint shadow of floating dust.Long Guang resisted the continuous thunder and lightning.

The golden dragon shadow looked so small under the incandescent lightning.

Dragon tendon?The dragon was completely dumbfounded.It took a long time for the brain to react: So, Fu Chen was knocked out without him, is it because there are no dragon scales and dragon tendons?

How can a dragon survive the catastrophe without dragon scales to protect the body and the support of dragon tendons?Are today's young people so messed up?

In the world, black clouds press down on the high sky of the mountains.

The thunder and lightning split into two forces, hitting two places!Each share is subdivided into two shares, which are borne by two persons.

Above the mountains and rivers are Xiao Hei and Jiang Ziwu.The two dragged the big dragon (wooden dragon) with the momentum of two small dragons to force their cultivation base for the floating dust, and they also supported the thunder disaster for her.

Under the mountains and rivers, light flashed across the ground, reaching Santu River in the underworld.The thunder and lightning "cracked" to the point where the floating dust and the monk were blown away.

The monk covered his heart with one hand, and looked up at the unconscious floating dust on the ground.His body was damaged, his breath was unstable, and it was difficult to use the cultivation base that was forcibly crossed from the dragon's tendons.

"Floating dust..." the monk gritted his teeth and called out.

The floating dust on the ground fell to the ground on his back, with the black color of withered vegetation appearing on his face.

The golden light on the monk's body gradually took on a black texture.The monk propped himself up and stood up, with thunder and lightning above his head.

The golden mask disperses the lightning and reduces the pressure.The point where the lightning strikes on the golden mask is the base point, and black textures appear around it.The golden light gradually became black mist.

The giant dragon sensed the demon energy, lowered its head, and shouted, "I'm going! Bewitched! Bewitched!"

"Floating dust..." the monk murmured.He cannot see.The heart was broken, the heart and lungs were compressed, and his eyes were temporarily blinded.

But he sensed the position of the floating dust.

He took care of the little benefactor who had grown up.

Ling grass.

Dust.

　There are two more chapters and extra episodes.The ending must give a heart-warming ending.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)