Let it be a turtle, the old man begged her to show mercy. He thought that God was good at saving lives, so it would be fine if the old dragon was gone and another mythical beast came.

A mythical beast? Yuan Zhao was noncommittal.

It has been observed that this turtle has been responsible for hundreds of innocent lives and is directly related to it because its saliva is poisonous and its blood is the antidote.

Its skin is rough and its flesh is rough, making it difficult to draw blood.

I learned from the old man that the river boils at night not just every year or two, it has always been like this. However, the lower reaches of the Longjiang River are no longer inhabited. Because people in the lower reaches were poisoned and died one after another a few months ago, the local government sent people to investigate for a long time.

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Physicians, wizards and other capable people were sent up the river one after another to investigate the water source, but the cause and effect were still unclear. It can be seen that this old turtle, which has lived for a thousand years, has learned to assess the situation and choose the right time to disperse the poison.

The legend of the old dragon has been around for a long time, and doctors and wizards came to check the water source during the day and found no problems. Therefore, the local residents did not suspect that there was a monster under the water.

Some people speculate that this is seeking revenge, while others suspect that the monks are doing evil and devouring people's souls to refine elixirs.

There were different opinions, and finally, the survivors moved away one after another.

In fact, even if it is found to be it, a group of mortals can't do anything to it, and there is no cultivating sect nearby. Moreover, the Longjiang River has several distributary rivers. If it swims along and continues to cause harm to people in other places, who is at fault?

Since she encountered it today, I should accept it.

It’s not that she feels pity for others, but she is worried that if she doesn’t eliminate the evil she encounters today and allows her to continue committing evil, God will blame her. Just like the laws and regulations of the world, bystanders who do nothing to save others are as guilty as the perpetrators.

She is not afraid of cause and effect, but since she is here, it is not impossible to do one good deed every day.

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With no more questions to ask, Yuan Zhao asked the old man to leave, then removed the formation on the river, and threw the iron bell in his hand into the water. She knew how to swim, but she was definitely not as agile as the turtle at the bottom of the water, so she was not in danger.

, it is better to lead it out.

The bell was still warm and might boil if thrown into the water. To avoid scaring away the turtle, she let the iron bell float on the river as if she was ready to leave.

Sure enough, I saw the iron bell starting to fly upwards, and the undercurrent began to surge under the water.

In the blink of an eye, there was a splash on the water surface, and a huge thing rushed out of the water and jumped into the air, heading straight towards the iron bell.

At this time, it was already bright and the monster emerging from the water was clearly visible.

The black turtle has a thick black hard shell like iron armor, which can be used as a shield for mortals or for medicinal purposes; there are numerous hard thorns on the back, which can be used as weapons when cut off; the meat in the shell is black and red and is inedible; the blood can detoxify

, can also be used medicinally.

There are only five thousand-year-old black-armored turtles left in the Lingqiu Continent, which are relatively rare animals. They are imprisoned and raised in five spiritual realms, waiting for the disciples of the major immortal sects to go to the trial.

There is a barrier in the spiritual realm, but it can escape for some reason.

After thinking about it, Yuan Zhao recalled Tie Zhong to avoid being too far away from her and being easily robbed. It is not advisable to fight for a long time and must be fought quickly.

The iron clock moved, and the old turtle followed closely. He turned around and rushed there, and saw a child standing in the air. It was not stupid either. Although it realized that it had been deceived, it could be seen that the other person was a cub and was lucky.

, red eyes flashed.

Both wanted a quick resolution, and the two sides had reached a consensus.

At this time, Xiao Yuanzhao took the iron bell with one hand and summoned the green bamboo sword that he had never used before with the other hand. Just as he was waiting to face the enemy, suddenly the figures of his father and his mother appeared in front of him——

"Zhao'er, Zhao'er come here..."

A familiar call. On a bright afternoon, my father and mother stood under the shade of the trees in Dantai Mountain, looking at her with a faint smile. The breeze blew gently, bringing waves of fresh floral fragrance to my face, with a hint of disgusting stench.

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Xiao Yuanzhao: "..."

Such a clumsy illusion would not disturb her mind even if she were a real child.

With a thought, the green bamboo sword instantly turned into a dazzling sharp sword shadow, cutting and stirring up the blood plate that was close at hand.

The heartwarming scene suddenly dispersed in pieces, followed by countless pieces of bright red meat, carrying a strong smell of blood, falling from the air and sinking into the river.

"Jianlan Three Styles?" Someone below said in surprise, "He is the disciple of Zhenjun Guanglan?!"

"Junior brother, be silent!" Someone next to him shouted softly.

Watch the battle without saying a word, so as not to alarm the person involved and mistakenly think that he and others want to pick peaches. Besides, there are elders here, so as a disciple, it would be inappropriate to speak out rashly.

Hearing the scolding from the senior brother in the door, the young disciple who blurted out quickly fell silent, clasped his fists and apologized, not daring to say more.

The differentiation of Zhenjun Guanglan's sword light is as fast as lightning, defeating the enemy in an instant, and it is clean and neat, with elegant and dazzling moves. Among his disciples, only the first disciple He Liyuan has learned something similar. He never expected that he

There is actually another disciple.

Standing in the air, Xiao Yuanzhao turned a deaf ear and quickly collected part of the old turtle's flesh, flesh and shell. He called back his sword, held the hilt and called out the karma fire to burn it for disinfection before putting it away, and then reached out to catch a small dark red round.

ball.

This is the inner elixir of the black-armored turtle.

According to classic records, any animal that has the opportunity to practice spiritual practice, even if it kills other living beings based on instinct and nature, its inner elixir is still pure and can be absorbed for its own use.

However, if it is bewitched by external forces and deliberately massacres living beings, its inner elixir will change color according to the severity of its karma.

Like the one in front of you, it has turned dark red and is something that evil practitioners crave. And the upright disciples of the immortal sect increase their karma and hinder their practice.

Yuan Zhao exerted his strength for a moment, and with a crisp sound of the porphyry, the dark red beads exploded into countless chips. A sudden flame appeared in his palm and enveloped it, burning it into ashes until it was nothingness.

"Hey, what a waste of natural resources!" A faint curse came from the distance, and then he ran away.

There was not only one monk lurking in the distance, but he was there when she set a fire to warm the bell in the early morning. As if he smelled something, he hid among the nearby rocks and stared at her. But seeing that her fire was a little weird, he didn't dare to

Come forward.

Not daring to attack, and reluctant to leave, I had no choice but to lie quietly in the dark and wait for the opportunity.

Until she intentionally eradicated the old turtle in the water, those people thought that the opportunity had finally come, and they began to be bold and ready to take action. After all, she set fire to the clock for more than two hours this morning. Even if she is not exhausted, she will always be tired, right?

She is just a child, and her origins must be extraordinary. However, a child's nature will inevitably focus on one thing and not the other. The opportunity is close at hand, and if you want to grab the spiritual treasure, you must not miss it.

Even Yuan Zhao thought that he would relive his old dreams here and start killing with a green sword in his hand. Seeing the blood of the monks dyed red in the Longjiang River and flowing down the water like ribbons, it was like a past experience.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, an awe-inspiring pressure suddenly erupted not far from the river, and the monks were instantly blown away.

Monks: "..."?!!

she:"……"

With her blood boiling and her fighting spirit blazing, she was like a high-temperature soldering iron touching cold water, freezing from head to toe. But the burst of pressure was silent, and the monks seemed to have been silenced and fell silently into the forest in the distance.

between.

With the help of this person, she was able to easily deal with the black-armored turtle and explode its inner elixir. Then, holding the iron bell in one hand, she turned around to face several figures not far from the river, calmly:
Chapter completed!