The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Mashan and Chanali arrived in Chiang Rai smoothly and handed the children over to the Xuanjiang Sect disciples who were practicing in Chiang Rai.

After everything is settled, wait for Li Muchen to finish his work and leave together.

But when it was past noon and Li Muchen hadn't come back yet, Mashan became anxious.

"Isn't it just a fight with a dragon? It's not a blind date. Why does it take so long? Muchen has always been decisive in doing things. If he hasn't come back yet, something must have happened."

Chanali comforted him: "Maybe something else happened. Aren't Mu Chen going to save his senior sister? Maybe he left with her senior sister."

"No! Muchen told us to wait for him here, and he will come unless something happens. I want to go take a look!"

"But your injury hasn't fully healed yet, and if something happens, we can't do much to help him with our ability."

"Whether I can help or not is another matter. Brother is in trouble. If you let me sit here, you might as well let me die! What if he needs me and needs a buddy like me, even if it's just to help him. "

Ma Shan insisted on going to Li Muchen, but Chanali couldn't persuade him, so she followed him.

As soon as they arrived at the Mekong River, they saw the terrifying scene of destruction and destruction——

A giant snake several hundred meters high stands in the sky. If it weren't for the nine snake heads moving, looking from a distance, one would think someone had built a Cobra Building in this desolate place.

The wind and clouds in the sky change, the light shines, and the surging mana fluctuations cause strong shocks, as if to announce: Mortals should not come near!

But Mashan didn't care about this at all.

He knew that Li Muchen was up there, fighting the giant snake, and the situation was not optimistic.

Even if his brother is in trouble, he won't even frown.

Chanali couldn't stop him, so the two of them rushed up the mountainside together and came to the ruined temple that had fallen halfway along the cliff.

From here we can see the situation more clearly. The first giant snake crawling up from the Mekong River. I don’t know how tall or thick the snake is. I just feel a huge sense of oppression coming towards me.

In front of this snake, I was as insignificant as an ant.

The snake's neck is spread out in a fan shape, like a huge cloud. There are three snake heads standing proudly in the cloud, while there are six other snake heads, like dragons shuttled back and forth, stirring the wind and clouds and making strange sounds.

In three directions in the sky, there are three human figures, fighting with six snake heads.

The figures were as small as black dots and could not be distinguished, but Ma Shan knew that Li Muchen was among the three.

Mashan looked up for a while, then glanced at the Mekong River at the bottom of the mountain, and said to Chanali: "The power of this snake lies in its head. I will go to the river to attack below it and help them."

"Ma Shan! You're crazy!" Chanali shouted, trying to hold him back.

This snake is dozens of meters thick, and its skin is probably not even penetrated by armor-piercing bullets.

But Mashan didn't care at all and rushed towards the temple whose roof had been blown off by Xiang Wanqing. Because half of the cliff collapsed, the temple was already on the edge of the cliff. From there, it was the Mekong River.

As soon as Mashan rushed to the broken door of the temple, a dark, skinny, hunchbacked monk suddenly blocked his way.

"Ah, two more are here! Look, look, the quality of this body is so good!"

Mashan guessed that the guy in front of him must be Luang Phor Prayut. Thinking of his disembowelment by his apprentice Taiwu Dragon Monk, he became angry and punched him everywhere.

With a bang, the punch hit Long Po Bayut firmly on the face.

Luang Phor Prayuth was beaten to the point where his head tilted, and blood spilled from his nose and the corners of his mouth. He looked very pitiful.

"Well, it's very powerful!" He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "With some training, you are qualified to become the Dharma Protector Vajra Corpse in front of the Naga Seat. Eh..."

Luang Phor Prayuth suddenly showed a hint of surprise, "What happened to your heart and soul? Is it the Dragon Monk? Did he train you? But how can you still come here alive?"

"Train your sister!" Ma Shan punched her angrily again, "Your precious disciple has already reported to Xitian Buddha, and is probably assigned to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva by now."

This punch hit Luang Po Prayut firmly on the face again.

Luang Phor Prayut was stunned for a moment, ignoring the blood flowing from his nose, and said in shock: "Dragon Monk is dead?"

A trace of compassion appeared on his face, followed by anger. He stretched out his hands and released ten black lines from his fingers, shooting towards Mashan.

Mashan knew that Long Po Bayut was the master of the Thai Wu Dragon Monk, and he must be more powerful than the Dragon Monk, so he did not dare to be careless at all. When he saw Long Po Bayut taking action, he immediately used the Yu Step to go around, with the goal of jumping into the Mekong River.

"Hey! You actually know Yubu!"

Luang Po Prayut was a little surprised. With a twist of his wrist, ten black lines circled and flew through the air, surpassing Mashan.

Mashan couldn't even fight the Dragon Monk, so how could he escape from the clutches of Luang Po Prayut. Although Yu Bu was magical, he just didn't have enough skill, so his body was entangled in black threads and he flew up.

Several black shadows flashed in the sky, entangled in the black thread of Luang Phor Prayuth, and tore it apart in an attempt to rescue Mashan.

Luang Phor Prayut looked at Chanali and said in surprise: "Xuanjiang Shu! Are you a disciple of Fatima?"

Chanali was not willing to talk nonsense with him, she only wanted to save Mashan.

Luang Phor Prayut seemed to be a little afraid of Fatima and hesitated: "For the sake of your master, I will let you go. You can go."

Chanali naturally refused, so she used all the poisons and magic weapons on her body to attack Long Por Bayut while saving Mashan.

Luang Phor Prayut was furious: "I don't know what is good or bad!"

With a shake of her arms, the black line in the air vibrated, large pieces of Gu worms fell to the ground, and Chanali's magic weapon was also swung away.

"Since you don't know good from evil, don't blame me for being rude. I will extract your souls first, and then feed your bodies to Naga!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the black lines shot from his fingers crisscrossed in the air, forming a net that trapped the two of them.

Then, Luang Po Prayuth formed a seal with his hands and pointed to the ground. Suddenly an oil lamp lit up under their feet. The light was like a bean, but the light of the afternoon sun could not cover it up.

……

Li Muchen was very anxious when he saw Ma Shan and Chanali being immobilized by Long Po Prayut using the candle dragon nine-yin lamp.

But he had no skills and all his magic weapons were used. The two snake heads in front of him had exhausted him.

Senior brother Du Qinghui's situation over there is similar, but senior sister Xiang Wanqing's situation is even more dangerous.

Her strength was not as good as Du Qinghui's, and she should be about the same as today's Li Muchen, but she had been trapped in the temple for several days and nights, and most of her mana had already been consumed.

Naga also has three heads standing in the clouds.

Once those three heads take action, it will be the end of the three of them.

But at this moment, for some unknown reason, Naga's attack suddenly slowed down. Six snake heads were flying in the air, but the frequency of attacks dropped, as if something had attracted their attention.

The main head of Naga was motionless, staring closely at the river bank.

There was a sound of wheels, and there was a dog pulling a cart, slowly approaching.

When we reached the low level by the river, the cart stopped.

Dawa sat on the cart, looked up at the Naga in the sky, and shouted: "My child, don't cause any more killings!"

Her voice was not loud, but it carried far and wide in the wind and reached everyone's ears clearly.

When people hear her voice, they feel as if the spring breeze blows through their hearts and the spiritual spring flows through their organs, feeling indescribably comfortable.

And the compassion in that voice made people have the urge to let go of everything.

Even Li Muchen almost wanted to throw away the sword in his hand.

Naga was stunned for a moment, and the six heads in the wind and cloud suddenly retracted and were arranged in a fan shape on the snake's neck, just standing in the clouds, with eighteen eyes staring at the woman on the cart.

Luang Po Prayuth could no longer care about Masan and Chanali, ran to the edge of the cliff, and shouted loudly towards the Mekong River:

"Naga! Don't listen to him! You have been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, and I woke you up! Listen to me, this world is full of evil! These people are liars! They are selfish, hedonistic, and only care about their own ethnic group. You and all monsters are regarded as aliens. They use the excuse of killing demons and the way of heaven as a cover to eliminate dissidents and protect their own interests! Naga, you are the true god! You are the incarnation of the way of heaven! Listen to me, kill Kill them! Destroy this dirty world!"

Naga neighed, the snake's body swayed, the ground shook, and the water in the Mekong River rose rapidly, threatening to submerge the Dawa mother and son on the shore.

The dog pulling the cart barked twice, and its body suddenly grew bigger, bigger, and bigger again, turning into a giant wolf with a shoulder height of a hundred meters.