I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 290 Give you a chance, you are useless

The soul of the Black Mountain Demon King looked at all this with a dazed expression. He was still struggling in that weird ocean just now, and then he was sucked in by that round of moon.

Before he could react, he stretched out a hand and pulled it out from the hollow.

Tired, destroy it.

He didn't have much hope for whether he could escape, he just wanted to die happily.

"What should I do? The line of the Black Mountain Demon King is broken, and all the chapters that follow will have to be overturned and rewritten." In the bottle, the old ghost only felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Now he can't wait to hit Little Loach's head hard a few times, saying that your strength is so perverted, and you just pretended to be shivering.

Is it really good to play tricks?
No wonder people say that there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.

This little loach is named [Qiu Ping], but which one of this strength and background is normal?Besides, that [Blood-handed Human Massacre] frequently chopped up the National People's Congress in extremely cruel ways, the nickname was indeed not wrong.

Or, this [Blood and Flesh Human Massacre] is a bit conservative. This is not a human massacre, but anyone who is alive can be massacred.

"It seems that this time the coffin has been lost. I think about how to change the plot..."

The old ghost picked up the pen, dipped it in the corner of his mouth, and was about to write.

But suddenly, a sound like a bronze bell came from the other side of the hole.

"Who will forcibly break into my Holy Land of Treasure Sea Hidden under the Bright Moon Tower!"

Then I saw a phantom of an old monk with a haggard face, sunken head, and bulging eyes, but wearing a golden-red cassock, coming out from the other side of the hole.

The eyes of the old ghost in the bottle widened.

Hey, that's right, the other end of the cave is connected to the third holy land of Daxue Mountain!

The old ghost was ecstatic. In order to save trouble, he spent a little more luck to connect the other end of the cave to the third holy land of Daxue Mountain. The original purpose was to let the Black Mountain Demon King and his dead ghost Lao Tzu meet sooner.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, Qiu Ping became hostile to the people from Daxue Mountain in advance.

"Very good, very good, this line is connected, even if the Black Mountain Demon King dies, it will be fine."

He couldn't help wiping away his sweat. Although the plot was messed up, the overall trend was in line with expectations. He only hoped that nothing would happen again.

He is now writing this plot with the coffin book attached.

"Huh? Why does the breath of this old monk feel a little familiar..."

Qiu Ping looked at the sickly figure in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Of course, the movement of his hands was not slow at all, he directly withdrew the mana, let the bright moon dissipate in the void, and closed the chaotic hole.

"Om."

At the moment when the hole was about to close, the old monk thrust forward a palm suddenly, and in that palm, the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss was transformed in an instant, with a Buddha crossing his knees, chanting sutras, holding flowers and smiling.

Qiu Ping just looked at him, and a heart of refuge was born in his heart.

But at the next moment, in Qiu Ping's Taiyuan Tianchi, countless golden lotus flowers swayed, and brilliant golden powder fluttered with the wind.

Qiu Ping's nose seemed to have bursts of vague fragrance, and his brain suddenly became clear after being washed by this fragrance.

Little Niqiu was startled, a phantom of the prototype of the realm appeared under his feet, and flew away three hundred miles away.

The phantom of the old monk frowned slightly, why does this son have the inheritance of Daxue Mountain?It seems to be the breath of the Sixth Holy Land.

But a few days ago, I heard that the master of the Sixth Holy Land failed to reincarnate, and now the gate has been closed.Otherwise, he would go to the Sixth Holy Land to ask why the inheritance of Daxue Mountain fell on the gods of the Central Plains Dynasty.

With the closure of the chaotic hole, because he is too far away from here, even with his Arhat status, he can't support him to manifest out of thin air, and his figure can only slowly dissipate into the void.

"Did someone run away?"

Qiu Ping went around outside for a long time, and then ran back quietly. After confirming that the old monk had left, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The strength of this old monk is not strong, but strange, so strange that people cannot parry.

The little loach is most afraid of such an enemy, and doesn't know how to defend it.

"Your Majesty Tiju is really amazing. Even the ancestor gods of immortals are nothing more than chickens and dogs in front of you." Qiu Ping had just returned, and the old ghost greeted him with a smile on his face.

What he said was not entirely a compliment. With the strength Qiu Ping had shown before, it was very easy to deal with those ancestor gods or immortals who had no serious inheritance.

Although every person who becomes a fairy is a person with outstanding talents.

But immortals are different from immortals after all. If there is no orthodox inheritance, even if there is an immortal, it will lack the corresponding strength.

Qiu Ping glanced sideways at the old ghost. He felt that this old guy was probably teasing him. He fled in front of the old monk, and he praised him so nastyly.

"Please send a letter to Mr. Wei Ling. We are now encountering attacks at the level of immortals one after another. Just because we can't stand it at all, let him send some people over to help."

Although the strength of the first Black Mountain Demon King was a little weaker, the old monk was a formidable opponent.

"No problem, I'll write right away."

The old ghost nodded hurriedly, but he was just perfunctory to the little loach.

The transportation of the luggage this time was originally arranged by the higher-ups to let the little loach go through calamities and accumulate merits, and the higher-ups would not take action unless life and death were in danger.

The enemy is formidable, the more formidable the enemy is, the heavier the calamity that can be erased, the deeper the foundation for the future.

Qiu Ping strolled back to his cabin, only to find that the roof had been torn off, the walls were broken, and even the idol had fallen to the ground.

But Little Loach didn't care too much, anyway, as long as the person is still alive.

I am a loach, I can drill in mud holes, so I don't pick the environment.

"Did I forget something?"

Qiu Ping scratched the back of his head, and the corner of his eyes swept across the bottom of the water suddenly, and saw a figure that looked vaguely like a sinking tree.

……

"Qiu Ping...you...you are too deceitful!"

Under the water, Ao Cang turned into a human figure, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and his mouth was blurred.

"You disobeyed the military order, and you were supposed to be beheaded according to the regulations. Now it's just a beating for you, which is already very cheap for you." Qiu Ping sneered, and he had to thank himself for being able to beat the Black Mountain Demon King, otherwise, just because this kid disobeyed the military order and ruined his plan, nine lives would not be enough to kill him.

Ao Cang was speechless all of a sudden, he thought it was a deadly kill, so he thought that both sides would die, so he didn't agree to Qiu Ping to be the bait.

But now that Qiu Ping had killed the Black Mountain Demon King, he was speechless.

If you continue to be stubborn, I am afraid that you will really lose your life.

"Here, go on." Qiu Ping reached out and threw out a jade bottle, and Ao Cang reached out to take it.

"what is this?"

Ao Cang was puzzled, could it be that this is a cure for sores?This little loach wants to buy people's hearts, first give him a big stick, then a date?

You want to impress me with such a low-level method?
What a joke!

"I heard that dragon's blood is very valuable. Since you made a mistake, you have to be fined. As long as you fill this bottle with dragon's blood, our account will be written off!"

Qiu Ping looked at Ao Cang with a smile and said.

A look of grief and indignation appeared on Ao Cang's face, "Qiu Ping, you are too deceitful!"

A dragon's roar erupted from his mouth, his body was covered with scales, and he was about to change into his original form in an instant.

This practice of using dragon blood as a raw material is the greatest insult to the dragon clan.

They are the proud sons of heaven and earth, they are full of treasures, and they are not used to make raw materials for others.

"Snapped."

With a flash of Qiu Ping's figure, he slapped him with a slap, and Ao Cang felt a strong force slam him down. He was directly afraid of falling into the bottom of the water, and hit the sand heavily, creating a cloud of turbidity.

"Giving you a chance is useless."

Qiu Ping waved his hand in the void, a space crack as thin as a hair appeared, the water flow on the bottom of the sea was directly separated, and a large amount of matter was annihilated.

"Crackling."

Qiu Ping waved his hand violently, and the space crack was like a whip, slashing heavily towards Ao Cang's body.

Ao Cang was shocked, his head hummed and shook, and he rolled over to the side in a moment.

And that space crack crossed the bottom of the sea, splitting a crack hundreds of feet long and bottomless on the ground.

It is conceivable that if this move is struck on flesh and blood, no matter how tyrannical you are, it will be a clean break.

"I'm not asking for your opinion. If you don't do bloodletting, I'll do it for you."

Qiu Ping looked at Ao Cang and said.

I usually laugh and laugh with everyone, this dragon really thinks he has a good temper.

Ao Cang curled up on the bottom of the sea, silent, the arrogance of the real dragon made him want to resist, but the sting of dying made him very sober.

If you dare to act recklessly, you will really die!
The old ghost shrank aside, not daring to move.But this little loach is really ruthless, there is clearly a small space in the jade bottle, if you want to fill it up, it may not be enough to squeeze Ao Cang dry.

It is estimated that it can only be put a little bit and raised a little bit, and it will take time to fill it up slowly.

But this will do great harm to the real dragon's body, and it is God's blessing to not damage the foundation in the end.

……

After the incident with the Black Mountain Demon King, Qiu Ping thought it would calm down.

But unexpectedly, not only did the luggage team not find peace along the way, but someone came to seek revenge every few days.

These people are all acquainted with Montenegro, either friends or relatives, the most exaggerated ones are grateful for Montenegro's character, and volunteered to avenge him.

Although these people were not very powerful, Qiu Ping was very annoyed by the wave after wave of food deliveries.

Qiu Ping even suspected that the body of Montenegro should not be a kite, but a hornet. This is purely poking a hornet's nest.

It was precisely because of these continuous attacks that the transport team moved very slowly, drifting in the sea for three months before gradually approaching the Northland.

The further north you go, you can clearly feel the temperature change.

Calculating the time, the Central Plains should have just entered autumn, but the sea in the Northland is already very cold, and the cold and damp wind blows on people's bodies like a knife.

Although Qiu Ping couldn't be helped by such a temperature, Little Loach was still a little sullen and didn't want to move much.

We are loaches, and loaches also hibernate.

"My lord, we are almost there. The mouth of the Nulong River is ahead. Let's hurry up and deliver the luggage before the Nulong River freezes."

The old ghost floated out of the bottle. After all, he has a cold constitution, but he likes this kind of climate very much.

"Whether it's fast or not depends not on me, but on whether the enemy will give me face."

Qiu Ping took off the cloak from the statue, wrapped it tightly around himself, and looked out through the window. At the moment, it was wet with snow.

These hardened snow particles hit the board of the ship, making a "rustling" sound.

He took out a glowing red fruit from the scale space, and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls. The fiery juice flowed through his body, which lifted his spirits a bit.

"Bah."

He ate the fruit in a few mouthfuls, and threw the core out casually.

Because Qiu Ping had eaten up the fresh fruits on the ship long ago, and he didn't like to eat some dried fruits, so he could only eat his own stock now.

Fortunately, Qiu Ping had no shortage of food for the time being when he robbed the Dragon Clan's treasure house last time.

The old ghost on the side was drooling. If he was not mistaken, the one just now was the [Haiyan Quenching Spiritual Fruit], which is a spiritual fruit that grows next to a submarine volcano. It has the effect of accumulating pure yang energy, and it is a very good tonic for people in the [Original Body Realm].

"Too prodigal!"

The old ghost cursed secretly in his heart, if [Haiyan Tempering Spirit Fruit] is used as the main ingredient, it can refine several furnaces of [Chunyang Pill], which can maximize the effect of the fruit.

Just eat it raw like this, it doesn't even have [-]% medicinal value.

"Kakaka."

The ship was bumping violently, and the side of the ship hit the initially frozen ice, making broken sounds continuously.

The closer to the mouth of the sea, the more places are frozen, making the progress of the ship not so smooth.

"We can arrange a plot here, let the little loach fight with people here, it is best to beat the water surface and smash all the ice cubes."

The old ghost looked at the fleet of boats struggling to enter the Nulong River, and an idea came to his mind.

In order to avoid being too entangled with human beings and letting their hearts be affected by negative emotions of human beings, the few of them cannot use magic to directly help human beings de-ice.

But if it's because of a fight, it's reasonable to break the ice cubes by the way.

The old ghost dipped in the ink and began to write on the book.

"Let's say that at the mouth of the Nulong River, there lives a crocodile demon king. Who is this crocodile demon king? It's really a coincidence. This crocodile demon king is the bridge of the Black Mountain demon king..."

The old ghost had a bitter look on his face. On the way, in order to make merit for the little Nixiu, he included all the notorious monsters and monks on the sea road, and even arranged various identities for them for the sake of logic.

So far, the Black Mountain Demon King and the Sea Cow Demon are brothers, the Red Snake Demon is an old lover, and the old Vulture Demon are godfather and son. Now they are connected with the Crocodile Demon King. It should be very reasonable...

Reasonable shit.

The old lady of the black-faced god is also a kite spirit, otherwise she would not have given birth to the little kite of the black-faced god, but as for why the crocodile demon king would marry a kite spirit as his wife, it sounds very fantasy, and even a little unreasonable.

Never mind, let the reader make up for it.

Anyway, the crocodile demon king is connected to Heishan. After hearing that his brother-in-law died, he is now going to avenge Heishan!

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