Chapter 1012: Unite to live in the soil
The lead-gray clouds pressed from the north towards Zhigu City. The last ray of light in the North Canal was swallowed up, the dragon's blue-black back pierced the river surface, causing sparkling waves.
The scales of the animal were filled with salty mist.
Each reverse scale opens and closes like a fish and dragon shaking its scales. The scales make a trembling sound, shaking the calm water surface slightly.
The clay man hugged his legs and leaned against the Jinyiwei Bridge. He seemed to be in a leisurely manner. The thousand-layer cloth shoes on the soles of his feet rubbed against the railings and scraped off a thick layer of mud.
The huge waves tumbling on the river surface of the giant objects.
The water patterns that spread dozens of feet were surging and surging waves on both sides of the shore, and the water level was constantly rising. The blue-black dragon head had a scale and claws that appeared as if the scales and claws were the size of a carriage.
The Jinyiwei went east along the Dadi Road, which was a Weituo Temple!
At this time, the colored sculpture of Weituo clay statue at the entrance of the temple was in his hand and pointed directly at the Jinyiwei Bridge.
With the rapid sound of the copper ring at the tail of the Demon-Subduing Pestle, the green dragon that had quietly arrived under the Jinyiwei Bridge suddenly tumbling, and its huge body rolled, causing huge waves.
It was very painful, and with the sound of the demon-subduing pestle in Wei Tuo's hand becoming more and more rapid, his head suddenly rushed out of the water!
The river surface suddenly sank into a three-meter whirlpool, and the blue-black dragon ridge pierced the water surface like a broken cliff. The turbid waves brought by the animal when it turned over were wrapped around the broken mast and oars, and the silt that had been deposited at the bottom of the river for a hundred years was stirred into a sulfur-colored poison.
malaria.
Wherever the dragon's tail swept, the weeping willows on both sides broke like wheat straw.
The stone bridge hit hard, and the entire stone bridge was shaken, and the gravel and dust fell down. The stone lion on the bridge suddenly turned around and looked majesticly at the corner of the eyes painted by the clay man Zhang.
The animal's eyes suddenly turned and stared at the fishing boat floating upstream.
Knowing that something was wrong, the fisherman who had to take the risk of rescuing his only property was stunned on the fishing boat, looking at the dragon like a ferocious beast under the Jinyiwei Bridge.
The dragon rushed out, and the dragon's beard was thrown out like a steel whip, heading towards the fisherman on the fishing boat.
At this time, Zhang Cai, a clay man on the bridge, knocked on the pier under his body, and the dragon-slaying sword hanging in the middle of the bridge suddenly fell down.
In the rain curtain mixed with the fishy smell, a lightning flash suddenly tore through the gray sky.
The fisherman suddenly saw that the rusty sword hanging under the Jinyiwei Bridge was almost like a broken copper and iron sword, like a magic weapon, piercing through the dragon's reverse scales...
The dragon that was pierced by the Dragon Sword was pushed by the water and crossed the Jinyiwei Bridge.
Its body floated on the water, and its twenty-foot dragon body occupied most of the river.
But on both sides of the river bank, snakes, insects, rats and ants were still running. They emerged from the houses on the shore in heavy rain, crowded on the streets, heading behind the fisherman, towards the place with their backs facing the Jinyiwei Bridge!
The clay man took off his melon-skin hat, and the upstream of the North Canal suddenly exploded with a thunderous roar. The yellow turbid current was like a giant dragon swooping down from the river above.
The weeping willows as thick as bowls on both sides of the shore were uprooted and rolled into broken toothpicks in the waves.
In the turbid flood peak, the silent mud dragon's back was turning.
It seems that with this, the mud dragons in the mountains, the big snakes in the water, and the giant pythons in the fields all gathered along the flood, surging in a vast and storm, carrying the flood peak mud flow straight towards Zhigu City!
The clay sculpture of Weituo from Weituo Temple and the demon-subduing pestle in his hand finally stopped on the ground.
At the bridgehead of the Jinyiwei, twenty-four stone lions roared in unison, jumped one by one, rushed down the bridgehead, and turned into the pair of lions as big as stones at the gate of the royal palace, cutting the river channel in half.
The clay man's hands were put together in his sleeves and quickly moved.
The Hongfeng had already arrived in front of the Jinyiwei Bridge, and the stone lions rushed forward, biting the python dragon in the flood with big mouths. The huge Hongfeng arrived here and was pressed down from the top of the peak out of thin air.
The entire Jinyiwei Bridge, together with the Weituo Temple in the east and the Yuhuang Pavilion in the west, suppressed this section of the river!
As the clay man opened his hand and flicked it from his sleeve.
A divine general who was flushed with his face and drunk with his eyebrows stood at the bridge with his two whips in his face.
This is Qin Shubao who was made by him using Zhigu baking pot and the lees of the wine and the mud at the bottom of the Ziya River.
There is also a bigger drinker next to it.
The two gods each carried two whips, Yuchi Gong's pair of water-milled bamboo steel whips danced wildly in the wind, and the wind lingered in the rotation, as if the white wind was entangled on His whips, and the stirring wind circled around him, and Qin Shubao's hand
The gold mace on the tile-faced hand is constantly colliding and rubbing, and a trace of lightning is wrapped around the double mace...
It's just that the clay man is just the size of a doll, and it feels a little funny to look at it with such a mighty look.
"I have to ask the two old gods to help you out today."
The clay man Zhang bit his tongue and sprayed blood on the two clay man.
When he pinched Qin Qiong's statue with his left hand, he mixed with incense burner ash in the Tianhou Palace, and sculpted Yuchi Gong into the Boxer blood cloth strips.
As the palms with blue veins swelled in the sleeves, the two clay fetuses had become human-shaped: Qin Shubao's phoenix eyes were full of power, and the two maces were embedded in the relics of the Dameiyuan; Yuchi Jingde's beard was upside down, and the iron whip in his palm was quenching the old dragon head
The rails are cold.
The blood on the tip of the tongue stuck to the clay figure as big as a palm. The bodies of the two statues grew up quickly like the sky and earth. They quickly returned to an eight-foot-high man, but they were still surging.
The storm stirred by Yuchi Gong's double whip has formed a huge tornado that connects clouds above, stirs up dark clouds at the sky below, and connects to the North Canal below, and sucks tens of tons of water.
Qin Shubao jumped up and flew into the tornado.
The lightning of the two maces instantly spread to the entire tornado, like a mad dragon circling and dancing in it.
"ha!"
The two maces wrapped around the golden thunder were like drummers jumping up the double hammers, and the entire surface of the North Canal became a drum face.
The thunder hammer hit the drum surface hard, and the lightning spread dozens of miles across the river in just a moment.
Hundreds of dragons were filled with belly lifts!
Three single-horned dragons wrapped in the evil spirit of the flood peak, and the evil water turned into swords, guns, swords and halberds, and rushed towards Qin Shubao.
Yuchi Ni shouted violently, and the iron whip swung the dragon seven inches.
The whip tip swept across the river, and the anchor chain of the shipwreck at the bottom of the river bounced up from the bottom of the river, wrapping around the evil beast's neck and pulling it down three feet. But when the sound of "cracking" bone cracks penetrated the rain curtain, the two whips hit a dragon each,
A large stream of blood spurted out from the fracture of the spine...
Qin Qiong's clay statue intersects with two maces, bursting out the thunder and fire talisman the size of Geng Tie.
The lightning roams along the Yuchi Gong iron whip and forced the remaining group of dragons to the surface of the river. The clay man Zhang took the opportunity to open his sleeves, and hundreds of clay man shook them out, one by one, and turned into heavenly soldiers and generals, one by one.
The guardian gods fell to the river.
In an instant, the mud man falling into the river grew in the wind and turned into a normal size.
They held weapons and fought with dragons in the river.
For a time, countless scales, dragon horns and dragon whiskers were scraped and floated on the river surface, and streams of blood from the dragon rushed up the river surface. The broken limbs of the clay sculpture were also broken, and the yellow mud continued to surge.
The clay man Zhang looked at the clay man who had transformed into the river with heartache. He had accumulated many days and months after he picked clay materials, carefully kneaded them.
"It's not a waste to use it here!"
He could only comfort himself like this.
"good!"
In the rain curtain opposite, a somewhat unexpected voice suddenly came: "I didn't expect that in the world of reincarnation, I could also see fellow creation."
"I thought that apart from our immortal path, there was no more cultivator in the world who could achieve something in creation!"
Opposite, a alchemist wearing an ancient feathered robe came slowly on an iron dragon.
The iron dragon used steel as its feet, and its body drew two deep tracks on the ground, and its body was even more fragmented, swallowing and spitting out thick white fog. In the heavy rain, the white fog in the iron dragon's mouth and nose mixed with the heavy rain.
Together, it turned into a curtain covering the sky.
Its giant gaze emits candlelight that runs through the rain curtain, and the dull sound of steel colliding comes from its body.
The alchemist stood in the iron dragon's eyes and looked down at the clay man Zhang.
He looked at the clay sculptures and smiled: "It looks a bit like a creation of the Yellow Clay Tao, which combines some magical magic that sprinkles beans into soldiers and paper-cuts to become humans. Well, our Creation Taoist seemed to have used clay sculptures to fight humans in the past.
Soldiers, but, such ancient technology has been eliminated."
"Now, even the battle military road is made of steel as armor and iron as soldiers, and it has been renamed Mecha Road."
"Our mechanical path has laid the foundation for the soul and heart of the machine, and the driving qi to move the avenue with gears, mechanisms, and evaporation."
Looking at the clay sculptures that had begun to melt by the water flow.
The alchemist sighed: "Old thing, your clay man is too backward and it's useless!"
The clay man Zhang looked at the iron dragon creature, and looked at the alchemist who looked at him with a mercy.
He frowned in confusion: "Are you the group of monks who practiced 'alchemy' in the Western Continent? The queen of heaven made people with mud. What courage do you have to say so much? Just by the train behind you?"
The alchemist was speechless for a moment and said helplessly: "Alchemy and mechanics are still different. You natives will not understand the achievements of one of the seven great fruits of our Creation.
The clay man tilted his head: "What kind of Seven Dao Fruits is comparable to Emperor Wa of Creation?"
When the alchemist heard this, he no longer wanted to speak.
"I don't want to talk to you natives who have the official history of the prehistoric times. The bull's head is not right. The ones we talk about, the ones we talk about, are not the same as you, and the clay man and the ones you squeezed by, are not the same as you stuff."
"You don't even have Shenzang, and you dare to say that you are the one you pinched?"
"The human-creating clay material studied by Huang Nidao is a divine material that contains endless essence, energy, spirit, five elements of pregnancy, and yin and yang generation, and your mud is just mud."
The alchemist opened his hands and said, "Let me come and help you understand the gap!"
After saying that, several huge muzzles were poked out from the iron dragon's body behind him, and the gunpowder inside had been filled.
This kind of cultivator of the Tao of Creation must also be carefully refined. The gunpowder containing the terrifying power of the most powerful and yang suddenly burst out with a terrifying roar.
In just a moment, the clay man Zhang had no time to hear a roar, and the red copper and blood steel divine thunder shells roared and wedged into the third hole of the Jinyi Guard Bridge.
The bridge body trembled violently, and the foundation of the black iron bridge poured during the Yongle period collapsed like a crispy candy. Twenty-four pillars fell one after another, and the things on the bridge were shattered in a bang at that moment.
Not far away, the demon-subduing pestle that Wei Tuo was leaning on was also blown up together, and together with the statue of Wei Tuo, they were crushed to pieces.
The clay man opened his eyes and watched the head of the Zhenhe stone lion land in front of him, then rolled into the North Canal to stir up the turbid waves.
Half of the bridge became pink in the blink of an eye, and the gravel mixed bricks fell nearly a hundred feet away.
The clay man Zhang's mind was still shrouded in the huge thunder roar, and he couldn't react.
But as several balls of fire suddenly exploded, the clay people fighting hard on the Northern Canal River shattered one by one under the cannon fire.
Qin Shubao raised his mace again, and Yuchi Gong's strength stormed and broke through a small hill.
But the alchemist just shook his head and sighed.
Above the iron dragon, the soul of the machine roared. In the steaming Qi machine forged by Tianhuo Zi copper and Jiuhuo Shenlong Steel, the Thunder Fire Yuan copper gang and Xuanshui Yuan Zhensha were completely compressed together under the huge pumping force.
Gangsha is mixed together, a huge force of the combination of heaven and earth bursts out, and the rolling thunder and fire evaporates from the heart of the mechanics.
Two steel rails fell out of thin air from the void, and then the iron dragon soared into the sky in an instant.
The two gods faced the terrifying power and speed. In just a moment, they were knocked into mud by the virtual rail iron dragon, and even the clay was evaporated by the iron dragon's head.
"Old thing, for the sake of being together with good fortune, you get out of the way, I won't make things difficult for you!"
The alchemist is still 'polite': "Our Great Wall of the World Sea does not bully old antiques... If you go back and learn for a few more years, think carefully about the way of fortune, maybe you can make some progress!"
The clay man Zhang looked at the destroyed clay man clay sculptures, and the Jinyiwei Bridge that had collapsed most of the time. The row of bloody footprints on the bridge had been interrupted, and the chains on the iron lotus behind them were creaking with unbearable weight.
The Xuanzhen Cultist who was holding the Iron Lotus was dragged forward bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit, and the bloody footprints under his feet could only mark two blood marks on the ground.
"Has lost?"
The clay man Zhang sighed and closed his eyes, but at this time, he heard the surging waves in his ears.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that the peak of the flood in the upper reaches of the North Canal was several feet high, crossing the roofs of houses on both sides of the river bank, and rushing towards the wreckage of Jinyiwei Bridge where he was.
He headed towards Zhigu City, where the streets and alleys were filled with villagers and elders who rushed into the city.
The middle door of the Tianhou Palace opened, and the teacher and the Taoist priests were busy relocating people who had nowhere to hide in the city.
At this time, the teacher raised his head slightly and looked worriedly at the direction of the North Canal outside the city.
"Do it even though you know you can't do it!"
The clay man Zhang raised his sword and stood in front of his chest, still standing on the broken bridge, facing the surging peak. The remaining dragons merged into the vast flood, and wanted to control the boundless bad water and rush into Zhigu City to eat people freely!
"Your iron and fire are certainly a kind of boundless power, but our blood and mud may not be without spirit!"
A clay doll climbed up to the shoulders of the clay man. This is what the Zhigu people call "uncle" and "brother". A clay man brought in from the woman who had just given birth to a child to the temple of the Tianhou Palace.
The clay man, who was most afraid of water vapor, stood on the clay man's shoulders and looked at the ruins of the water-shui Bridge under his feet.
It tied a red thread, jumped down from the clay man, and jumped into the rolling river.
Then, a clay man came out, the second and third, and soon the two sides of the canal were covered with clay man, the clay man on the Tianhou Palace Doll Mountain, and the clay man worshipped by people from Zhigu were all at any time.
Appeared here.
Millions of clay people stood on both sides of the river.
Countless red lines connect them and the land on both sides of the straits.
Mud dolls jumped down the canal one by one, and red lines flew out one by one. There were thousands of dense red lines on both sides of the canal, and countless red bridges were built.
As the water rushes, the small mud dolls hugged each other one by one.
The soil quickly piled up into a dam, intercepting, interrupting the turbid current of the canal, and building a mud bridge on the North Canal.
"Are you crazy?"
The alchemist was puzzled: "Water is called moistening down, and it never flows down from a high place. No matter how high your embankment is, what's the use? Can you still cut off this surging water?"
"I advise you to build the Tao of creation and understand the concept of the Tao first, and don't play some jokes that violate the laws of the Tao!"
Looking at the mud bridge that cuts off the North Canal by piled up mud people.
The alchemist pointed to the surging peak: "At worst, it can overflow the river and become more flooded. Can you stop all the water flow?"
The dark clouds suddenly cracked a hundred feet apart, and the surging flood carried countless dead branches and broken wood. The stones as big as millstones were mixed in. Just the first peak was already higher than the houses on both sides of the straits. The water dragon swept everything, carrying
The power of destroying mountains and breaking mountains rushed straight towards him.
Countless dragons mixed in the flood peak and drilled towards the dike of the soil.
But the dense little hands grabbed them together, and they grabbed the dragon's scales and prevented them from going deeper into it.
There were constantly clay figures pounced down from both sides, and they crawled over the bodies of dragons, causing the dirt to creep and submerge the groups of dragons.
Hongfeng finally collided with the embankment. At that moment, the clay man Zhang only felt the pressure like a sky-high.
But the embankment under his feet was still growing. It crossed the river and spread towards the east and west sides. The first wave of flood peaks did shake it, but it could not shake the clay man who came forward and followed.
The dam is growing at a height of one breath.
The clay man Zhang was raised higher and higher by them.
They extend to the two sides of the shore, and the embankment is like arms stretching out from the flood, protecting Zhigu.
"The flood is overwhelming, Gun steals the Emperor's breathing ground to catch the flood!"
The clay man Zhang said in a daze: "So, this is Xirang..."
The alchemist who was driving the Iron Dragon finally fell silent. In front of him, Xirang seemed to appear from a myth, getting higher and higher.
Those clay men were obviously just the most common soil, but he had already seen too many spiritual materials called "Xirang".
Some were created by alchemists imitating myths.
Some are the body of Xiran built by Huang Nidao, the immortal divine land.
Some are some earth-attribute spiritual materials with extremely high levels.
There is even a spiritual soil from the heavenly realm, the Lord of Reincarnation.
But these are not the ordinary loess clay people, who go one after another, and they look more like the legendary Xilan for the dam.
"Alas, the four mountains, the floods are flooded, the vast mountains and the mountains are filled with graves, and the people below are worried, can anyone be cured?"
"Gun!"
At this moment, a thought flashed through the alchemist's mind: "Who said that the clay man has no divine hiding? This is the divine hiding of the clay man!"
The vast flood peak was finally cut off by Xirang. Now even the Tianlei Fire God Cannon on the Iron Dragon cannot do anything to the mud dam.
But the alchemist knew that this was only temporary...
Even Gun, who stole Xirang, was still killed by the emperor's order Zhurong in Yujiao. The endless Xirang would only bring about greater disasters in the end.
"It's better to be loose than blocked!"
The alchemist whispered: "You should know this."
"Where does it come from the dirt without blocking?" The clay man opened his eyes and said calmly: "Where did Yu come from without Gun?"
The vast flood was cut off by the clay man Zhang Yu Jinyiwei Bridge. As Xilan grew taller and taller, you could finally see the Xilan embankment in the north with a mountain range in Zhigu City.
But just when the clay man Zhang blocked a vast ocean in the North Canal.
The endless wind and rain in the sky spread out its wings.
A pair of golden eyes stared at the earth like the sun and the moon in the endless dark clouds.
The dark clouds that covered most of the north were like its wings, and the rain curtains all over the sky were its hanging wings.
Its tail falls on the earth, and it is a river.
It spread its wings, and dark clouds cracked above its head, and sunlight shone through the huge gap in the middle.
Its scales swept through the sky like lightning flashes dancing!
With the roar that could be heard in the entire Zhigu City until Shandong, the flood that was blocked under the mud dam began to retreat rapidly, and a vast river winded from the north and flowed into the sky!
Countless rivers and countless floods roared and roared, and they actually flowed in the sky and gathered into a river of heaven.
That is the dragon body.
The dark clouds and heavy rain in the sky are its wings, just like the bright eyes of the sun and the moon in the sky are its eyes, the earth rushes into the sky, and the river walking in the sky is its dragon body, that is - Yinglong!
First of all, it was not the clay man Zhang who was desperate.
But the reincarnationist - the alchemist.
He stared at the huge ancient god in the sky in a daze, murmured: "This is a 'demon'? The three gods fight against the four demons! The opposite one is the 'three gods', this is one of the 'four demons'? The Lord of Reincarnation
Is your brain broken? What are they fighting this 'demon'?"
At this time, all the reincarnation people who can raise their heads have such a doubt in their hearts.
"Stop it!"
The clay man Zhang had only this thought in his heart: "Help me with help!"
He asked the clay man around him.
A tall tower suddenly rose at the dam under his feet, soaring straight into the sky. All the soil gathered together and lifted the clay man up. The dirt tower that soared into the sky was like a stick, poking straight into the sky.
Zhang, a clay man who was as small as an ant, stopped Yinglong...
"I want to enter Zhigu..." he shouted loudly, his voice blew away in the wind, as small as a mosquito: "Just step over me!"
Yinglong lowered his eyes and stared at the clay man Zhang.
Just one claw, the flood falling from the sky can easily destroy the clay man Zhang and even destroy Zhigu City. However, Yinglong's eyes did not have any tyranny or any animal nature, but compassion, integrity, wisdom and courage.
When the clay man Zhang saw its eyes, he suddenly realized the key in despair.
"You are Yinglong, the God of Smart and Uprightness! Why do you want to control the flood and destroy everything?"
Yinglong was speechless, and his eyes looked at the Iron Lotus at the mouth of Sancha River, but he was very gentle...
The clay man Zhang smiled: "Then you have to go over, there is only one choice!"
"Kill me!"
The clay man opened his eyes firmly, and Xirang covered his body. Gradually, he was like heaven and earth, with a height of hundreds of feet, and was in front of Yinglong.
He laughed firmly, only one thought in his heart.
"Master Xuanzhen, let you do it right! I will beat Yinglong and Bao won!"
Below, the tiny alchemist as ants was messy in the wind.
"How dare he?"
Chapter completed!