After the green snake spit out a water bullet and hit Ding Yi, the wet water flowed to Meng Shuiruo's face. Bing woke her up. When she sat up, she saw Ding Yi picking up the spear sent by the military soldiers and flying onto the roof of the hall next to her. She didn't say a word and went back to her house.

In the hustle and bustle of the mountains, Meng Shuiruo discussed with her sister whether to run away. Considering that she saw hope in Erlong Mountain, it was even more dangerous for two girls who had no power to fight the chicken to go down the mountain. She hid in the room and looked out quietly, hoping that Ding Yi could defeat the snake spirit.

"Hmph, you forced me!" The green snake's voice was cold and his eyes were particularly cold.

The green snake raised its head high and let out a whistle, the whistle sound is like a flute and a flute, and it is long and long.

Guan Yu was shocked. The snake could not scream, but would only hiss. Even if he practiced to become a demon, he would probably have many voices from scholars, but the sound of the green snake was so strange.

As everyone watched strongly, the expression of the green snake suddenly became painful, and the belly was bulging and shrinking. After a while, the skin was broken and four feet were stretched out. Each foot had four toes, with sharp and powerful toes, and the thin scales became thick. The two small horns on the head became as long as deer antlers, and the face also became like crocodile. There were two more long whiskers on the face, and the mouth was widened to both sides, becoming longer and larger. Two rows of white teeth were giggling and quaint, with a simple face. It was not a green snake, which was clearly a four-clawed green dragon, which had become much bigger. It winded and circled in the sky, and invisibly overwhelmed the whole place. Many white snowflakes fell from the sky, and the air became extremely cold.

As the saying goes, the most precious thing about the gods is the Qinglong! The Qinglong is the head of the four sacred beasts, and the shock to the foolish people can be imagined.

But the shadow of this Qinglong is a bit empty and does not look very real.

"Dragon! Green Dragon!"

The panic sounds came one after another, and the soldiers were so weak that their legs could not stand. Some of them rolled down from high places, fell to the ground, and their mouths were sprayed with blood. They were injured, but no one cared about them. In a blink of an eye, they fell down and the weapons were thrown down everywhere. No one was any longer aware of fighting. Everyone was panicked and prayed and begged for mercy.

The torch fell to the ground and extinguished a lot. The dark shadows in the field were all gone, and it was not clear at first.

"Bastard!" It was hostile. No matter whether the other party was a dragon or an immortal, he should not have such a reaction. Ding Yi's eyes were amazing, and the darkness was as dark as day. The soldiers on the field left him speechless. The prepared divine arm crossbow was no longer used, which was obviously useless.

"Hahahaha!" A hearty laughter sounded like a substance in the air, creating ripples like water waves, dispelling the pressure of the green dragon. Guan Yu smiled with his beard: "I am just a little short of the soul of the green dragon as a weapon spirit. I always feel that it is not powerful enough. Today, the Qing girl delivered the goods to her door. I am very grateful!"

In fact, Guan Yu secretly felt fortunate that the Qinglong was an existence he could not even imagine. The green snake had a shallow cultivation and dared to barely turn into a dragon. Even an ordinary dragon could not compare with an ordinary dragon. However, it might have a little bloodline of the green dragon, and it could actually turn into a green dragon. If Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue Sword could really use the Qinglong bloodline as the weapon spirit, it would have survived. Although it was not as good as the legendary Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel, it was definitely comparable to Zhu Bajie's Nine-toothed Palladium.

There were many changes in the air, and Yin Zhiping on the ground did not look up, and suddenly ignored everything. After he arranged it completely, he began to hold a magic sword, step on the turbulent steps, knock on his teeth, chant spells, pinch gestures, worship gods, attract the divine thunder of the nine heavens, and do his homework step by step in an orderly manner.

Guan Yu was called the Martial Saint by the people and was praised by the people. Once he became a saint, he could become an extraordinary god in the heaven. However, the wishes of the people were scattered and trivial, and could not solidify into truly useful beliefs. After all, the people were not courts, and they could not accumulate people's expectations, and could not worship God and be named God. Therefore, he was named King Wu'an in the Northern Song Dynasty. After receiving the true support of the court, he could be promoted to the king because of his waiting, and could establish his own Wu'an Palace in the underworld and occupy a place.

But the benefits given to him by the Northern Song Dynasty were so great. He tried his best to protect Ding Yi, hoping to borrow Ding Yi's light to gather the people's hopes, worship the heavens, and be promoted from a king to an emperor, and then transform from an emperor to a saint, truly comparing with the sages of the heavens.

Seeing that he was talking to Qingshe, he stopped talking nonsense. Xiong stood in the air and laughed: "Guan Ping, Zhou Cang, sharpen the knife for a certain family!"

"Yes!" Two god generals who were flying not far beside Ding Yi, flew into the air. One of them held a huge black huhu stone in his hand, standing at the edge of the Qinglong Yanyue Blade.

The front and back sides of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword were dragged on the stones for a while, and a raging fire suddenly ignited on the surface of the sword.

"This is the Hell's Nether Fire, which is dedicated to burning the soul. I hope Miss Qing can withstand it!"

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword seemed to have broken through the distance of space and suddenly appeared between the two horns of the green snake. Wherever the blade passed, the air became trance.

The snowflakes danced around the Qinglong's body. When they came into contact with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, they disappeared. The Qinglong suddenly disappeared like snowflakes and appeared in another place.

"Interesting, I can actually exchange it with snowflakes and take another knife to a certain family!"

The flames on the blade are like a giant dragon. The fire dragon draws mysterious lights in the sky. Whenever the sword is down, the nearby snowflakes will be cleaned up.

Guan Yu was respected as the Martial Saint. He followed the path of using martial arts to enter the Tao. People's highest expectations for martial arts were condensed on him. With one sword, many magic will disappear under his sword light.

As the sword lights came and went, the snowflakes in the sky disappeared one after another, and the green dragon kept wandering in the air, making long roars, and each long roar appeared with endless snowflakes.

"Boom!" A drought thunder sounded out of thin air, and several lightning shot down on Qinglong's head and behind him, and it was about to cut off the Qinglong's way back.

On the ground, Yin Yeping was sweating profusely. The sword was like a heavy object hanging on it. It moved little by little on his hand. The movement trajectory was clearly visible, and there were electric flowers flashing on the tip of the sword.

The blue dragon rotates like a top, turning faster and faster. In the end, it cannot see its body and turns into a strong wind.

Ding Yi looked at the scene and frowned secretly. Human resources were sometimes poor. Although he was ready to attack, the place where these two guys fought was too high to reach him.

Just when he was sad, a slim hand suddenly stretched out beside him. Lightning in the sky in the distance was attracted. Just beside Ding Yi, it fell on the hand. Sparks splashed, and a lightning ball formed, which was very dazzling.

After Ding Yi became a martial arts master, he had not been bullied by anyone. He was shocked and wanted to act, but found that his whole body was imprisoned and could not move at all.

"This young general has invited me. My sister is ignorant and has many disturbances. I hope I will forgive you!"

The man was dressed in white, with a tall bun on his head, and two strands of black hair draped over his shoulders. He was beautiful, but he looked dignified and gentle, with a confident and beautiful smile. He stood beside Ding Yi, with a clear gaze, and stared at the battle in the sky.
Chapter completed!