Lord please forgive me

Chapter 189

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Win, the two of Jiang shuttled through the dense forest like shooting stars, chasing this strange huge wave all the way. The two of them have the best grasp of energy in the world. Of course, they can see that there is a hidden under this torrent terrible smell,

It's a pity that the breath is sometimes empty and real, and it is difficult to grasp the whole picture.

Jiang Qinghui suddenly stopped, looked at a towering mountain in the distance, and said in a deep voice:

"Murong Jinghong!"

Yingzhen stopped, came to her side, grinned and said:
"Kong Yuan is also here, and there are quite a few people in front of him. It seems that they are all here for the thing under the water."

Jiang Qinghui groaned for a while, the corners of his mouth curved slightly,
"Interesting, if I'm not mistaken, the thing under the water should be a small dragon that hasn't transformed into shape. It's going to spit pearls into the sea. Dragon balls have the most luck in purple and gold. These people want to kill the dragon to get the beads and win the luck." .”

Yingzhen nodded aside:
"It seems to be like this, otherwise there is something worthy of their people. Let's not do it yet. It is difficult to kill the evil dragon without the formation of Qimen. Since they are all prepared, let's take a look first. lively."

Jiang Qinghui smiled, "If the time is right, I want to try Murong Jinghong. He ranks fourth among the 20 martial arts players, ahead of me. I want to see if he has the qualifications."

On the top of the peak, the mountain wind whizzed past, and there were seven people standing on a huge exposed rock,

Among them, the most conspicuous one is Murong Jinghong, who is nine feet tall and is known as the second person in martial arts in Daxia. His eyes are as sharp as a falcon, and his bronze-colored skin is full of aura that has been honed on the battlefield. With staunch strength, every inch of muscle in his body seemed to contain explosive power. He just stood there casually, like a majestic and insurmountable mountain.

Hero Tuoba was wearing a black jersey in the style of a warrior from the Zhou Dynasty. His appearance was rather ordinary. He wore a felt hat to cover his conspicuous hair style. The loose stubble on the chin,

"Kong Yuan is a man of great art and boldness. He came alone. Hejian Wang Lili brought his subordinate Li Yinhu, Wang Xiajian Yuan Huai'an, Wang Xiajian Zhang Liao, Wang Xiagui Hu Yinhuai, Wang Xiagui Hu Yinhuai, Wang Xiajun Lu Qiong, King Qin Li Heng brought a group of Qi refiners and Mr. Zhang Qisheng from Nanhua, it was so lively, how do you say it in the Central Plains dialect? A gathering of talents?"

Behind him, a figure covered in a black robe stepped forward, put his hands in his sleeves, and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, we have been waiting here for four hours. When Baijiao enters this river bend full of hidden reefs, the speed will slow down a bit. This is the best time to do it. But right now, several parties are staring at us. Shouldn't you do it first?"

Hero Tuoba smiled, turned to look at the four top Qi refiners behind him, and asked:

"How long will it take you to kill the dragon and retrieve the pearl?"

Among the four, an old man with long beard said in a deep voice, "About half an hour."

Hero Tuoba seemed very satisfied with this answer, looked up at Murong Jinghong beside him, and said with a smile:
"Can the general hold on for half an hour?"

Murong Jinghong turned slightly sideways, pointed to a dense forest in the distance behind him, and said lightly:

"If those two people don't intervene, there will be no problem for half an hour."

"Oh?"

Tuoba hero's eyes were shining, he turned to look at what Murong Jinghong was pointing at, with fiery eyes, he grinned and said:
"It's not easy to think of someone who can make the general feel jealous, right?"

Murong Jinghong said calmly:
"The Demon Emperor Yingzhen, the Empress Jiang Qinghui."

"It's them?"

Hero Tuoba looked stunned for a moment, then laughed and said:

"Interesting, interesting, I like it, the 20 martial arts rankings, the third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth, and the seventh are all here. This is not a gathering of talents, it is simply a group of demons dancing wildly,"

Murong Jinghong still had a calm expression on his face, as if nothing could make waves in his heart, he just said lightly:
"Others are easy to talk about, but they can't figure out the depth of Yingzhen. If he recovers as before, we can only watch from the sidelines today, but I'm sure that he will never recover so quickly,"

Tuoba hero nodded, slowly drew out the scimitar at his waist and pointed it straight ahead,

"My Daxia sons are all eagles spreading their wings against the wind on the grassland. No matter how many people come today, those who stand in my way will die!"

"Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four white-clothed qi refiners swept down the peak at the same time, one holding a bowl, one holding a mirror, one holding a vajra iron scroll, and one holding an eight-treasure glazed umbrella. The four formed an array at the bend of the river.

With thousands of flying fish, Baijiao rolls up three layers of waves and comes surging,

I saw a Qi refiner throwing the umbrella in his hand to the sky, the giant umbrella suddenly opened, and the eight-color brilliance covered the sky and the sun,
One person opened the vajra iron scroll, and the heavenly sound filled the ears,
One person holds a bright mirror, faces the sky, and uses the essence of moonlight to frighten the river,
The bowl-bearer sat cross-legged on the river, with long eyebrows drooping and his eyes slightly closed.

On this side, Yingzhen watched the movement of the river bend from a distance, and saw that the raging torrent entered the brilliance of the umbrella, and its momentum was obviously weakened. Coupled with the strange sound like mantras on the scroll, countless flying fish jumped out of the river immediately. The surface of the water is densely packed, this scene is quite shocking,
"Sister, do you think other people will do it at this time?"

Jiang Qinghui pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"If it were me, I would wait until they fetch the beads before doing it. This would save a lot of trouble,"

"Look, the torrent is getting weaker and weaker. Next, they will probably suppress it with a precious mirror and end up with a golden bowl to fetch pearls."

Jiang Qinghui nodded and said:

"This thing is only useful for those who want to be emperors. The ambitions of these people who came today are fully exposed. Li Yan, who has already sat on the throne of emperor, has Qin Tianjian and Zhenlongtan suppressing the fate of a country. I think he doesn't like these things. Xiaojiao, but, luck is an illusory thing, only those alchemists who always regard themselves as half gods know how to use it, we don’t have any in our teaching, do you want to catch some someday?"

Yingzhen smiled and said happily:

"Don't tell me, I'm quite interested in this kind of person, huh? I'm going to get the pearl."

On the bend of the river, the turbulent waves gradually calmed down, and a few feeble dragon chants could be heard faintly. The person holding the golden bowl suddenly opened his eyes, and the mouth of the bowl was downwards, chanting words in his mouth,
After a while, a bright pearl the size of a fist appeared at the bottom of the river, illuminating the entire river, and suddenly, a powerful and incomparable vitality shot up into the sky, and then disappeared in an instant. Jiao died.

The Tuoba hero Zhuo stood on the top of the mountain and had a panoramic view of this scene. He grinned and said:
"The show is about to start!"

At the same time, dozens of terrifying auras swept towards the river bend,

Jiang Qinghui gently brushed the black hair on her temples, turned her head to look at Yingzhen, and said with a smile:
"Do you want it?"

Yingzhen laughed: "Don't be in vain!"

(End of this chapter)