The Black Dragon River is a long river that runs through the Black Dragon Territory. According to ancient legend, this river was transformed by a black evil dragon in ancient times, hence its name.

The long river is mighty, rushing eastwards, its waves rise and fall like thunder, and its power is amazing.

In the evening, when the moon appeared, a large red wooden ship sailed among the waves, carrying a boatload of merchants.

"Teacher, this river is really long."

At the bow of the ship, Zhao Xuantan stood next to Li Mo, looking at the mighty river water with an excited look on his face.

It has been about two months since he left Zhenyan City with Li Mo, traveling across mountains and rivers, practicing day and night, and they stayed on the Black Dragon River for half a month.

Half a month later, he was still at the end of this long river. Zhao Xuantan had been in Zhenyan City since he was a child, and he had never seen such a scene. While practicing intensely, he saw the magnificent mountains and rivers, and his mood was completely different.

There are signs of breakthrough and sublimation.

"The way of practice is to relax and learn naturally, which is better than countless mysterious skills." Li Mo said casually.

"Uncle, these mortals are so pitiful. They only scratch the surface of what they can do, and then they start to talk nonsense about the way of cultivation."

At this moment, on the other side of the bow, a young man turned his head and glanced at Li Mo with a slightly mocking gaze.

He spoke in a very low voice, hidden in the wind and waves. Zhao Xuantan did not notice it, but Li Mo still heard him.

"Nonsense!"

Next to him, an old man with a wine gourd on his back glared fiercely: "I [Tianqi Palace] have been ordered by Heaven to take in the lucky ones in the world. It is precisely because ordinary people are as weak as ants that we need our protection..."

"These monks have been fighting against heaven for their fate, and they may not be able to see the vastness of heaven for their entire lives. It's pitiful... You are in a high place, so you should have compassion..."

As he spoke, Taoist Jiuhu's indifferent gaze glanced towards Li Mo.

"You haven't attained enlightenment yet, but you feel like a fairy. There will be a demonic calamity in the future."

"Uncle, I was wrong." Ning Jianliu slowly lowered his head and muttered, not as if he was admitting his mistake, but as if he had been greatly wronged.

"It's not too late to return when you have lost your way. Remember, those who have obtained the Dharma Tibetan, God will give you strength and at the same time let you take on more responsibilities." Taoist Jiuhu nodded.

"Whether they are mortals or these ordinary monks, they are all the objects of my [Apocalypse Palace] protection."

"Uncle, I have written it down."

"Uncle, it's still a long way to go to the Tide Festival. Why don't we fly with swords and go on the same boat with these mortals?"

Ning Jianliu suddenly asked.

"I heard that there is an evil dragon hidden in the Black Dragon River, which is harmful to the people. Since it is passing by, I will get rid of it conveniently to show the merits of my [Tianqi Palace]."

Taoist Jiuhu whispered casually, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, and the evil dragon in his mouth was just an earthworm.

"Apocalypse Palace..."

Li Mo listened thoughtfully to the conversation between the two.

It has been three months since he entered the [Xuantian Immortal Sect], and he has a deep understanding of this world.

Tianqi Palace is an extremely mysterious organization in the Endless Kingdom. It can even be said to be the most transcendent and powerful force hidden outside the human world.

Anyone who obtains the Dharma Tibetan will receive an invitation from [Apocalypse Palace] and become one of them.

Therefore, Apocalypse Palace has gathered almost all the masters in the world who have obtained Dharma possessions and become the rule makers of this world.

Because of this, ordinary humans, and even ordinary monks, are like ants in the eyes of [Apocalypse Palace] and can almost be ignored.

It's no wonder that the old man and the young man just now had such arrogance that they filled the sky, and their voices were so arrogant.

Rumble...

Suddenly, the black river water shook violently, with angry waves and sparkling waves, and a terrifying chill under the dark moonlight.

"What's going on? Why did the wind and waves suddenly become so strong?"

"It's trouble... it's over... it's over..."

"The river god is angry...didn't he offer a living sacrifice before sailing?"

Waves of frightened sounds came from the cabin, with a hint of urgency. Just as someone rushed out to see what was going on outside, they were swept into the river by the violent wind and waves.

"teacher……"

Zhao Xuantan's expression changed slightly, and when he looked closely, he saw that the dark and vast bottom of the river seemed to be entrenched with a huge creature, making waves and boiling to fill the sky.

"What a dragon."

Li Mo clicked his tongue in surprise, such monsters were rare outside.

"Stay back, don't waste your lives."

At this moment, Taoist Jiuhu shouted loudly and looked towards Li Mo.

Obviously, he was compassionate and did not want to see these two ordinary practitioners lose their lives here because they did not know how high the world was.

"Jianliu, take this evil beast."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Jianliu took a step forward, his robe moved automatically without any wind, and his brows were bright.

Rumble...

Violent sounds came from the depths of the Black Dragon River. Ning Jianliu stood proudly in the sky, with immeasurable light glowing all over his body. A powerful sword intention rose into the sky, like a bright moon, shining in the sky for eternity.

"The Immortal...it's the Immortal who came to save us."

People in the cabin kowtowed one after another and worshiped Ning Jianliu in the sky.

Ning Jianliu looked proud and aloof, his whole body was filled with sword light, thousands of swords were flowing around, endlessly arising and dying, like the full moon coming from the twelfth lunar month, washing away the evildoers in the world.

"Fazang...is indeed a special power..."

Li Mo raised his head and stared, and could vaguely see a Xuan Yue mark in Ning Jianliu's body, which blended with his soul.

This kind of power is so special that one can obtain supreme supernatural powers without cultivating one's life or participating in realms.

And as the degree of integration with Dharma Tibet becomes higher and higher, its own power will become stronger and stronger.

"Stealing the power of heaven, turning decay into magic, seizing creation into mysterious power..."

Li Mo gave such a comment with a faint look in his eyes.

The so-called [Dharma Storehouse] in this world is originally the product of purification of the creatures in the forbidden land. It is indeed mysterious and extraordinary.

After the death of these [Dharma Melters], the Dharma treasures in their bodies will not disappear, but will return to the heaven and earth and scatter elsewhere, just like the creatures in the forbidden land, eternal life.

Rumble...

Ning Jianliu's aura became stronger and stronger, and he seemed like a bright moon high in the sky, with endless sword light surging, like thousands of river waves, shooting towards the depths of the Black Dragon River.

Almost at the same moment, a long roar of dragons shook the world, and the terrifying demonic energy rose up through the waves, shattering all the thousands of flowing light sword lights.

The next moment, a behemoth protruded from the river. The terrifying body was tens of feet long. It was winding and entangled, with shimmering scales and a cold light. It had a majestic head and horns, clearly defined fingers and claws, and its scarlet eyes stared indifferently.

Follow the Ning Jian flow in the sky.

The evil spirit that spread across the river actually made this peerless young man from [Apocalypse Palace] so shocked that he could not move.

"retreat!"

Taoist Jiuhu's expression suddenly changed, his figure flickered, and he came to Ning Jianliu. His belly suddenly split open, and a ferocious and terrifying animal face emerged, with eyes wide open, exuding a cold aura.

, actually shook away the dragon's demonic energy.

"Another [Dharma Melter]..."

Li Mo observed the Jiuhu Taoist curiously. He knew that each dharma treasure was unique, and after fusion, the power gained and the changes produced were different.

Jiuhu Taoist's power is much stronger than that of Ning Jianliu. It is obvious that he has integrated with the Fa Zang in his body to such a high degree that his body has undergone changes. Even though Fa Zang is a purified forbidden creature, his body still appears at this moment.

Some characteristics of that creature.

"Uncle..."

Ning Jianliu's face turned pale. He never expected that the dragon in the Black Dragon River would be so difficult to deal with.

"Retreat, it will also obtain the Dharma treasure."

Taoist Jiuhu looked solemn. Suddenly, the animal face on his belly roared fiercely, becoming more ferocious. Then, his limbs turned into dense tentacles and suddenly wrapped around the big river dragon.

"What a terrifying power... just like a monster..."

Zhao Xuantan couldn't help but said.

He did not expect that Taoist Jiuhu, who had just looked like a human being, would in an instant be ten feet tall, with a ferocious animal face and sinister tentacles. He would directly entangle the river dragon and drag it into the bottom of the black dragon.

"Fighting the dragon with one's own body... The power of each dharma treasure is indeed mysterious in its own way."

Rumble...

The Black Dragon River is boiling like a noise, and the strong demonic energy explodes at the bottom of the river. The roaring waves rise and fall, shattering the sky, almost as high as the sky.

Such a terrifying force would almost overturn the entire Black Dragon River.

Bang bang bang...

At this moment, several loud noises were heard in succession, and a flash of crimson blood appeared on the surface of the river, followed by sections of broken tentacles emerging from the surface of the river.

"Uncle..."
To be continued...