I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 111 Not only is this unscientific, it's simply not fantasy!

The little loach let go of the fins he was holding tightly.

Jiaolong, who was still full of energy just now, was already lying there limply, not wanting to move.

"let's go!"

Qiu Ping hugged the pot and walked forward without looking back.

The water gods in the vicinity were all terrified. Such a huge dragon was being held and thrown back and forth by the little loach, which was too shocking to their worldview.

Seeing Qiu Ping approaching, they subconsciously moved out of the way.

Qiu Ping led a group of water gods from Changning County, wandering around the edge of the Canglang River.

Now, on the surface of the river, many water gods have already fought together.

Some fight alone, and some gather with friends. From time to time, some water gods can be seen being beaten back to their original forms, leaving their clay pots and fleeing in desperation.

The battle was fierce.

Qiu Ping just stared dumbfounded. It was the first time he saw such a large-scale fight between gods and spirits, and all kinds of magical powers were flying all over the sky. It was quite exciting.

He suddenly understood why He Bo asked him to bring such a person here, so he was waiting here!
This reminded him inexplicably of the struggle for water between the villages for irrigation.

I didn't expect this kind of gameplay among the gods.

But Little Loach has always been kind to others, so why would he engage in fights? Of course, he quickly slipped away with his subordinates.

Among the countless water gods, the strength of each party can basically be judged according to the size of their respective clay pots.The larger the clay pot, the higher the personality of the river god behind it.

However, high strength does not mean that you can win a fight. Qiu Ping has seen several gods holding large clay pots being beaten to the ground under the cooperation of several forces, and finally forced to flee.

chaos!The scene was chaotic to the extreme.

There are no rules in fighting for water here. As long as you can win, no one will care about you even if you sneak up and play dirty tricks.

Don't be afraid to form a grudge, the gods have their own jurisdictions.

Each of them can borrow the power of the mountains and rivers in their own territory, and they are powerful.But if you go to someone else's place, you can only be manipulated by others, and no one dares to seek revenge rashly.

Only in this kind of occasion, the water gods from all over the world have no authority to rely on, and it depends on their own cultivation level when fighting.

If the fight for water fails, they can only walk five or six hundred miles west along the Canglang River to get water from the source of the river mouth.

This time and again, it is really exhausting.

The speed of fighting between gods and spirits is extremely fast. Basically, the higher the level, the stronger the strength will be.

Many people with insufficient strength were eliminated first, leaving a lot of space on the river.

Among the many remaining gods, the most eye-catching one is a young man in white, who looks young, only twelve or thirteen years old.

There are white jade-like scales on its forehead, which looks like some kind of snake transformed into a human.

He should walk the way of transforming into a demon fairy, and finally he will lose his beast aura and enter the sky with a pure spirit.

How to say that sentence, the rich rely on technology, and the poor rely on mutation.

Walking the path of demons and immortals is a very expensive behavior. Whether it is the method of practice or the demand for resources, it is far above the path of monsters.

However, if these are not lacking, the prospect of Yaoxian Dao is relatively broad.

Just like the young man in front of him, there is a clear light flowing above the white clothes, and the seven flying swords are flying up and down, passing countless sword lights in the void, and fighting against many gods at the same time, he still has the upper hand.

"Hey, why do these sword weapons look so familiar?"

Looking at the clear and shining sword light, Qiu Ping suddenly remembered that there was a set of [Coiling Snake Seven Absolute Swords] in the corner of his scale space, which was exchanged from Chenghuang's niece last time. [See Chapter 41 for details]

Because I can't use it all the time, I have been pressed in the corner for a long time.

This young man may not have any relationship with that niece of the City God.

These relationship accounts are really enviable.

Just as Qiu Ping was thinking wildly, all kinds of sword energy from the young imperial envoy suddenly withdrew, turned into a single wave, and swept across in front of him.

The gods in front of him didn't dare to meet him forcefully, so they had to retreat one after another.

But when the young man became powerful, his sword light bloomed again, and he chased after him.

His opponent has no intention of fighting, so he can only run away with his head in his arms.

With a flick of the young man's long sword, the clay pots of these gods fell into his hands.

At this time, besides the giant clay pot, there were two big pots and five small pots beside the boy.

The amount of water in it could fill up ten Fuhe Rivers.

Is there a drought in your home?Grab so much water at once!
Qiu Ping secretly despised the other party.

Qiu Ping sighed in his heart that people's hearts are not old, and then he hugged the jar and prepared to leave.

"Chong."

Accompanied by a whisper of sword energy, a sword turned into a ray of light and fell in front of Qiu Ping as soon as it turned in the void.

The blade is sharp and exudes a faint cold light.

"Whoosh."

The hovering sword turned slightly, and stabbed at Qiu Ping's fish fin holding the jar.

If Qiu Ping didn't let go, there would be a big hole in the fin of the fish.

With a slight sway of Qiu Ping's figure, he escaped the attack like a shadow.

"Why?" Qiu Ping raised his head and looked at the boy in white in the distance.

Don't you already have so much water, why do you still want to grab my water?

Naturally, the young man was too lazy to answer him, his sword vibrated slightly, and chased after Qiu Ping like a shadow.

The beard on Qiu Ping's lips trembled slightly, and his figure swayed one after another. Although the sword kept flying close to his body, it was always missing by an inch and could not really touch him.

Seeing how slippery this little loach is, the young man's eyes narrowed, and the remaining six swords turned into clear lights and escaped in an instant. Together with the previous sword, they were arranged at seven points and attacked Qiu Ping.

Although the young man looked young, his swordsmanship was really proficient. Under his command, the seven sword qi were like seven flying dragons, sealing Qiu Ping's surroundings tightly.

Qiu Ping was a little annoyed by this man's nagging attacks, so he loosened his fins, and the clay pot in his hand fell to the ground.

Accompanied by a sword groaning softly, the clay pot was lifted out, drew an arc in mid-air, and fell into the young man's hands.

The corner of the boy's mouth showed a hint of complacency.

However, just as he was about to put down the jar, a black shadow suddenly appeared not far from him.

The boy reacted quickly, with seven swords in front of him for protection.

"when!"

Accompanied by the sound of a sharp metal collision, Qiu Ping's fins gathered into a fist, and with the help of the impact of flying over, he smashed hard on the sword.

The treasure that has been tempered for thousands of years actually bends inward.

The turbulent impact force turned into a gust of wind, blowing the boy's clothes and hair flying in all directions.

The boy's pupils dilated slightly, although he saw the scene of the little loach beating the blue-faced dragon, but only by experiencing it himself would he know how terrifying the loach's power is.

How could loach be so powerful.

This is not only unscientific, it is simply not fantasy!

　I'm updating again at this strange time
　　
　
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