The sword is the devil

Chapter 1191
It took three full years for Mr. Mou to leave, one mountain top after another, dense forest after dense forest, so that Hou Tiao, who was sitting on the tree branch, had long since lost his sense of direction, and he had long been indifferent.Over the past three years, the only thing he has been doing is breathing in the exuberant wood spirit here, day and night, enjoying it all day and night.

Before he came to Beimu Forest, he didn't know that there was such a place in Splendid Continent, and there were not many descriptions about it in the sect classics, because even the Nascent Soul cultivator was unwilling to take the risk of crossing the [-] mountains for more than [-] miles. This wood spirit world came to look for opportunities.

In terms of high probability, there may not be chances, and the big monster will definitely meet.

After three years of unremitting efforts, the cultivation of mana in his body has shown great progress. This is the first time he has seen this phenomenon in the decades since he returned to Jinxiu. Just for this, he will have no complaints if he continues to walk in Beimu Forest .

On this day, Eunuch Moech walked to a big river. Looking at the turbulent and rolling river in front of him, Hou Tiao was a little surprised that there was such a big river in such a mountainous area.

But this is the natural snow mountain, rainfall, various reasons will form a huge river, like a jade belt, stretching across the Beimu forest.

Uncommonly, Mr. Mouqi opened his mouth, "This is the Yulong River, the largest river in Beimu Forest. It is tens of thousands of miles long, with different widths and narrows. The deepest part can reach thousands of feet. There is a white dragon occupying it, and there are countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals... "

Hou Tiao listened quietly, knowing that he should not be in a hurry. When he met this slow-tempered father-in-law Shu, he felt that his temperament had been smoothed out a lot in the past three years.

"Our relationship is not very good. Bailong thinks highly of himself. He regards Beimu Forest as his own territory and behaves recklessly. Recently, he has made a big effort to build a dragon palace under the water. For this reason, he has cut down a lot of precious wood. We can't dissuade him. It was very unpleasant."

"Everyone is aboriginal, and they are each other's lips and teeth. The forest needs water to nourish, and the big river needs trees to consolidate the soil. There is no question of who depends on whom, but this white dragon doesn't think so..."

Hou Tiao grasped the key point, "Is the White Dragon the ever-existing Splendid Dragon Clan? Or is it a passer-by from outside the universe?"

After another long silence, the voice of Mr. Beech sounded again, "It is from the universe. Before it came, we wood elves and Yulong Shui Clan could be said to be well watered, and there were no outstanding monsters in the Yulong Aquarium, but All this changed after Bailong arrived, it quickly integrated the Yulong River aquarium, and gradually revealed its arrogant nature."

Hou Tiao remained calm, "Since this white dragon came from outside the universe, is it connected with those monsters from outside the universe?"

"Yes, but very few! This white dragon is very cautious. It almost never leaves the range of the Yulong River, and it doesn't take part in the activities of those mountain monsters. But occasionally, mountain monsters come to it. They know that there is such a monster in the Yulong River. special companion."

Hou Tiao thought for a while, "Grandpa Mou, I'm a straightforward person, just tell the truth, do you want me to help you bring me here? Human monks and monster races have always been at odds, and I don't mind fighting for wood spirits." , but I want to know how much you need me to do? Is it a warning? Is it driving away? Or killing?"

The wood elves in Beimu Forest have various peculiarities, but generally speaking, they don't seem to be good at fighting. If they are backed by Beimu Forest, no one can do anything to them, but if they leave the scope of the forest, it will be embarrassing, such as entering In the water, that is the world of the aquarium, and they become intruders instead.

This time, Eunuch Fuju thought for a longer time, "... our wood spirit clan has always been kind to others, and we are not willing to easily kill other clans. Moreover, the battle is dangerous, how can we predict the outcome in advance? Just let go and do what you want. , as long as the white dragon knows how to advance and retreat, no matter what the result is, we will accept it."

As expected of an old ghost who is old and mature, he has a good understanding of the battle, and he didn't ask him too much trouble. This is how the battle is. First, kill him to the death, and then see what changes will happen?If you have other ideas in mind from the beginning, the final result will often be unsatisfactory.

Standing up lazily, he pointed to the rushing river in front of him, "Perhaps the Dragon Palace is right below?"

Eunuch Mou nodded, "Bailong lives in the Dragon Palace all year round, and rarely moves around. He is a lazy dragon; I will wait for you on the shore. If there is any problem, you just need to get out of the water and go ashore. , although our wood spirit clan can't help it in the water, but it is not a dragon but a worm when it lands on the shore."

The little mushroom and little tail next to him had already woken up, and the little mushroom was making noise, "I want to go too, I want to go too!"

Hou Niao touched its mushroom head, "What are you going to do? Add something to others?"

The body moved forward, and the person had already dived into the water.

For a sword cultivator, underwater combat still has a great impact, because the influence of water as a medium on flying swords can never be ignored.

But big rivers are not the same as the sea. After all, the width and length are limited, and you can go ashore anytime and anywhere, so there is room for advancement and retreat.

Underwater, the ability to get close is very important, and he is not inferior in this regard. With the Five Elements Profound Light in hand and a deep understanding of water movement, a big river like this still can't stop him.

Once entering the water, it was very turbid, and it became clearer as it went down. Occasionally, some aquariums would probe their brains in the distance, very curious about this human being.

Diving hundreds of feet, a faint palace appeared in sight. As Mr. Fuju said, it was very luxurious and magnificent. It was built by Bailong in the past few decades. It looks very good-looking guy.

A shrimp general in the front jumped over, wielding a pair of knives, "Then humans, this is the Yuhe Dragon Palace, and no one else is allowed to approach you! If you go forward, I will recognize you, but the knife in your hand may not be able to recognize you!"

Hou Niao was speechless, and went straight forward. The shrimp general relied on his proficiency in water, and rushed over to kill him. But he didn't expect that Hou Niao, who was familiar with water skills, could move more flexibly in the water than it. Holding the head of the shrimp, he said kindly:
"Let me ask you, is your king at home today?"

"Shangxian is lighter, lighter, the shrimp's head is about to fall off..." The shrimp has no morals, and immediately bowed his head and gave in.

Hou Tiao didn't want to do anything with it. Before contacting Bailong, he didn't want to do more evil, so as not to be able to circle around then, and it was unnecessary.

Just staring at it fixedly, "Although I am not your king's friend, there is no malice here, but the prerequisite is that you have to tell the truth, otherwise I don't know if I will miss it... I want to come to your king Are you not the only one missing?"

Xia Jiang yelled in pain, "At home, at home, drinking with some empresses in the back hall..."

(End of this chapter)