An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

"well!"

Looking at the Dragon King who crawled out of the Fenshui River and rushed into the military formation with the help of the waves, the Taoist standing on the hillside sighed softly, but in the end he could not persuade him to stop.

But it's normal.

Although in name only those evil gods who are hanging out with the rebels, others, even ghosts and snake gods, have a chance to confront them in court.

If it weren't for those guys who must die, as long as the other party is willing to join the Song Dynasty and respect the current majesty, although they will be strictly restricted, there is no need to worry about their lives. Even the ghosts and snake gods who have eaten people and done many bad things can still survive. Chance.

But since he received the imperial edict and led his army southward from Tokyo, not one hundred but seventy temples have been destroyed.

Among them, whether they were cows, ghosts, snakes, gods, or those desolate gods who had suffered unparalleled disasters, there were very few who chose to give in and be dogs to the Song Dynasty.

The same goes for Fenshuijiang Longwang Temple.

When the Dragon-Slaying Sword blocked the upper and lower reaches of the river, and the army destroyed the temples and cut off faith, he had already predicted this scene. I had previously thought that I would not lose money if I tried, but unfortunately, the success rate was even slimmer than getting out of a gambling stall.

"Boom!"

The turbulent river water repeatedly set off huge waves more than ten meters high, which washed over the lower limbs of the soldiers after crossing the shore.

Feeling the coldness in their lower limbs and hearing the general's shouts beside their ears, the soldiers gritted their teeth.

At the same time, the air above the military formation fluctuated faintly, and wisps of bright red evil energy emerged out of thin air, and then gathered into a ball and continued to entangle, as if it was about to condense into some kind of entity.

But before the changes were fully formed, the evil spirit that had sprung up became ineffective.

Without subsequent supplements, the evil energy that had formed a vague outline suddenly disintegrated, but they did not disappear again, but covered down from the top of the head, shrouding the soldiers who formed the military formation.

In an instant, the entire shore was covered in a faint scarlet mist.

The originally turbulent waves in the river seemed to have encountered natural enemies after encountering these light red mist. As the mist penetrated, some aqua-blue light spots were separated from the waves, exuding a gleaming light. The waves of light quickly became turbid.

But in the blink of an eye, the wave became sluggish.

However, although the water flow became relatively gentle after the evil spirit of the military formation wiped out the divine power in the wave, the rapidly rising water level still made the soldiers feel uneasy.

Following the Taoists all the way south, they destroyed many temples.

But as fierce as this time, under the suppression of the evil spirit of the military formation, the opponent still retains strong power, but I have never seen it!

What's more, it's a dragon!

It is the length of a scale insect, it can be dark or bright, it can be thin or huge, it can be short or long, it can ascend to the sky at the spring equinox, and it can sink into the abyss at the autumnal equinox. With antlers like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, a neck like a snake, and a belly like a mirage, a true dragon with pure blood cannot be compared with those hybrid dragons and those monsters and ghosts.

Seeing the behemoth charging towards them on the waves, many soldiers had the idea of ​​avoiding it.

However, not many people took action.

The general who had been in the military formation and commanded more than a thousand soldiers suddenly took out a long bow from his back, bent the bow and nocked an arrow. With the sound of sharp arrows flying, a man just stepped out of the military formation. The soldier fell softly, and on his head, a metal arrow penetrated the iron helmet, and most of the arrow shaft did not penetrate into the head.

After a brief moment of daze, the guards surrounding the general hurriedly praised loudly: "The general is a great shot!"

Looking at their colleagues who died in the blink of an eye, many soldiers with similar thoughts swallowed silently. At the same time, the thought of deserting quietly became weaker in their hearts, but only weakly.

Anyone who faces a behemoth that is a hundred meters long and as tall as a small building, charging towards you with glaring scarlet eyes, can only clamp his lower limbs.

This is much more exciting than a dump truck!

However, time will not give them more opportunities to pull.

When he was hesitating to bend his bow and nock an arrow with the general, the Dragon King had already rushed forward. The first batch of soldiers standing at the front of the military formation had just come to their senses, and before they even had time to turn their spear heads, the huge dragon head was already pointing towards them. They came crushing.

Once lowered, then raised, along with the sound of chewing, dozens of soldiers disappeared.

A pool of blood, broken meat, and some pieces of armor fell from the sky. A soldier subconsciously grabbed his head, and then a blood-stained eyeball appeared in his hand.

"ah"

A trace of movement was forced out of the dry throat, but in the next moment, the huge dragon claw waved down, and the groaning soldier, together with dozens of his colleagues nearby, were cut into several parts in an instant, and blood mixed with internal organs flowed. come out

Seeing this, the Dragon King's crazy dragon eyes revealed a hint of satisfaction.

The so-called restraint of the evil spirit of the military formation is more like fighting fire with fire.

In other words, this thing is like a mad dog, the kind that bites anyone it sees.

Due to its ferocious nature, no matter whether it is a monster, a monster, a demon, a god, or a cultivator, they all stay away from it and are unwilling to provoke it.

There's nothing he can do about it.

Didn’t you see that the wave of more than ten meters high that was set off a moment ago was eliminated by these evil spirits?

However, although its magic power and dragon supernatural powers are ineffective against it, it still has a body, a body with rough skin, thick flesh, and sound scales.

Pure physical power will not be weakened much by evil spirits.

Then came the Dragon King's performance.

Its huge body came and went in the military formation, waving its claws or flicking its tail. From time to time, it lowered its head to pick some snacks to eat - the strong smell of blood filled the mouth, which made people accustomed to enjoying the wine. The liquid Dragon King felt a little nauseous.

But he couldn't kill so many soldiers in a short period of time just by killing people. Although he didn't like to eat people, in order to escape the encirclement with his life, he endured the discomfort and continued to devour these soldiers, trying to kill them. I was so frightened that I collapsed. Without them, if I wanted to leave, I would just set off a wave and go with the current.

However, after the Dragon King charged and killed in the military formation for a while, it found that its path forward became increasingly difficult.

Although tens or dozens of soldiers were still killed with every move, more soldiers swarmed towards it the next moment, and the weapons made of iron in their hands broke through the body surface with the blessing of evil energy. The dragon scales left long slender blood marks on its body.

Compared to its huge body, these wounds are insignificant, like a human being being lightly cut by a knife.

But he couldn't bear the fact that there were too many soldiers, and looking from a distance, more and more soldiers were pouring towards him like layers of folds.

The encirclement that was still difficult to escape and the Taoist who seemed to be disconnected made him feel worse and worse. At the next moment, the uneasiness in his heart suddenly turned into a sense of crisis.

"Today, there is a Fenshuijiang Dragon King who is killing people for unknown reasons. I ask my ancestors to order me to kill him and suppress him!"

The Taoist's voice came from the distant hillside.

The next moment, a brand-new bamboo slip flew out from the Taoist's arms. After floating into the air, the string binding the bamboo slip slowly opened, revealing the densely packed Taoist scriptures carved in it.

Under the Taoist's words, the rice-sized fonts detached from the bamboo slips, and hundreds of fonts turned into a huge palm in mid-air.

Between the lightning and flint, the palm of his hand shrouded directly.

As for the Dragon King, who was the god in question, he only felt an invisible fear lingering in his heart, making him move slowly.

The next moment, the palm of his hand fell down, and he grasped its dragon body with great strength, like the top of Mount Tai. Under the great force, all the bones in the body made an overwhelmed "click" sound.

In just an instant, the ferocious Dragon King turned into a stiff long insect.

Then, with a slight shake of the palm, the Dragon King was thrown back into the surging Fenshui River. The five fingers turned into five long chains and wrapped around the Dragon King's limbs and neck respectively. The palm turned into a head of red gold, shining with light. The metallic buffalo falls into the river.

The buffalo sank to the bottom of the water, and the chain was wrapped around it.

The Dragon King tried to struggle, but after the chain was stretched straight, he could no longer move a step. At this time, he was still dozens of meters away from the water and the shore.

After losing hundreds of soldiers, the evil dragon that caused the disaster was finally suppressed. The soldiers and even the generals showed joyful smiles on their faces, but the faces of the civil servants in civilian clothes and holding official seals were terrifyingly dark.

The Dragon King Temple was destroyed, but the way it was destroyed was completely different from what I imagined.

I originally thought that with thousands of elite Forbidden Army troops on the side and high-level Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain assisting me, I would be able to deal with this evil dragon easily. Even if I don't get a living one, it won't be a problem if I die!

Besides, a dead Nielong would be better to take advantage of.

He didn't have the guts to touch the dragon body. After all, according to usual practice, this thing was to be sent to Bianliang, Tokyo for His Majesty's use. Especially, only a complete dragon body could ensure that the dragon energy in it would not be lost.

But although the dragon body didn't dare to move, intercepting some dragon blood didn't hurt.

But his plan failed to come true. The Taoist priest used the Patriarch's decree to suppress the evil dragon underwater.

Although it has restricted its range of activities and may have weakened its power, it is underwater. Even if it is a crippled worm, who dares to challenge the local Dragon King in Fenshui River.

Thinking of this, the civil servant glanced at the Taoist Master with an unkind expression and said, "Master Zhang, are you not following the rules? An evil dragon who seeks human life, even if he is not killed on the spot, must be taken back to the government for strict interrogation. You By suppressing it at the bottom of the river, wouldn’t it give him a chance to escape his crime?”

"Haha, poor Taoist didn't think well!" The Taoist priest laughed and said, "Although poor Taoist can deal with this evil dragon, those soldiers will suffer heavy losses, and the risk of this matter is slightly higher."

"Although this Fenshuijiang Dragon King is not of high status, he has pure blood. As far as Pindao knows, his biological father is the second prince of the Dragon King of Beihai, and his maternal uncle is the Dragon King of Dongting. If he is not careful, he will escape. . Then it will be a big trouble!"

"Please come out with the decree of the ancestor and suppress it is the most appropriate way!"

"Haha, that's just me using my villain's heart to judge the gentleman's belly!"

"However, I remember that Master Zhang seemed to have said this more than once? Last time, he was the descendant of the Dragon King of the Yangtze River, the last time he was the grandson of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and the last time."

"There's nothing you can do about it. Dragons are inherently yinous, and they can't walk when they meet someone they like. Isn't it normal for them to leave some seeds behind?" Facing the strange yin and yang of the civil servants, the Taoist just smiled slightly: "I am at the beginning of the Song Dynasty. The country is exhausted and is preparing for the Northern Expedition. If the Dragon Clan is offended too much, what if they ban the storm within the territory? The people cannot bear this kind of trouble."

"The Taoist priest is still thoughtful!"

The civil servant looked deeply at the Taoist priest.

He said all this for the sake of Song Dynasty. If he persists in insisting on it, it will show that he has ulterior motives.

Putting the dissatisfaction in his heart behind, the civil servant chatted with the Taoist priest for a few words, and then turned around to arrange the finishing touches.

The Taoist was left standing alone on the hillside beside the river, staring blankly at the gradually calming river below.

I don’t know what happened.

When he was destroying other monsters and wizards, and when wizards rebelled against thieves, he got along very well with this civil servant, but once he met a dragon species, the conflict between them became irreconcilable.

Civil officials naturally adhere to the idea of ​​​​eliminating evil and doing their best.

But for Taoists, unless they are those dragon species that are really causing trouble, killing countless people.

Otherwise, if there is no murder case on his body, he will mostly let the opponent go, changing from slaying dragons to suppressing them. The existence of the ancestor's decree made it extremely smooth for him to do this.

But why?

As a pure descendant of the Zhang family, with human blood flowing through his body, how could he empathize with a group of dragons? Just saying "I don't like it" is not enough to explain my weird behavior.

never mind.

If you don’t understand it, then don’t think about it.

After taking care of the Dragon King Temple in Fenshuijiang, they had to rush to the next place without stopping to clear out the demons and ghosts who had caused trouble and brought trouble to the village.

Thinking about it, the Taoist raised his hand and called in the air.

The next moment, the bamboo slips that were originally floating in the sky floated down, but when they landed on the ground, the bamboo slips did not automatically close up and fall into his hands like before. Instead, they floated above the Taoist's head, with the seal inscribed on them. The Taoist scriptures shed golden light.

For a moment, the Taoist's eyes became confused.

In a trance, he watched the long life of the 43rd generation Celestial Master from a first-person perspective.

Not long after the Han people regained the country from the iron heel of Dayuan, the emperor deposed the title of Longhushan Celestial Master and changed his name to Dazhenren. Under such a blow, the previous generation of Celestial Masters did not last for a few years before heading west, leaving behind him who was still young.

Afterwards, during his childhood, youth, and into his old age, he tried to regain the title of Heavenly Master in Longhu Mountain, but no matter how much he did for the Ming Dynasty, getting back the title was always far away.