On both sides of the river bank, when they watched the two hundred and forty children riding on rafts and floating in with the water, the people in Kanling Town were silent, and only many people who had a relationship with those children cried louder and louder.

The white-haired old man in charge stood by the river and watched the last raft fall into the fog, and then closed his eyes.

On each raft, there are young children.

One of them is his biological granddaughter, while the others are as cute and innocent as his granddaughter.

He breathed a sigh of relief, abandoned his crutch, and suddenly threw himself forward.

Many people were exclaiming.

But he didn't feel the feeling of being thrown into the water, because he was fixed on the spot.

The white-haired old man opened his eyes, and many complex expressions flashed in his turbid eyes, including disappointment, fear, and resentment, but in the end... he couldn't help but feel a hint of joy.

...

In the fog, there were three virgin boys and three virgins on the raft, curled up together, trembling, full of fear, some were still crying, and some were so scared that they couldn't cry.

The green bull's eyes flashed coldly, and the yellow thing on his forehead gradually moved forward, and the light shone loudly onto the raft.

Just then, a muffled sound suddenly came from the front.

A hint of anger flashed in the blue bull's eyes.

"You'll have to meddle in other people's business after all."

It tilted its head, looked outside, raised its head to the sky, and roared.

The vast sound is like a dragon's roar.

...

"The last game."

Qingyuan stood on the water surface, reached out to pull the white-haired old man back, looked at the fog, and said in a low voice: "It's hard to say about cause and effect. I thought about it for a while, and this time the cause and effect should not be resolved."

"This blood sacrifice rose to 240 lives, but in fact the cause and effect are more serious than before."

He took a deep breath and said, "My heart is not smooth, which means a heart disorder. Although it will not stop me for too long, it will be an obstacle in the end. Only by eliminating this blood sacrifice can the heart disorder be broken.

The white-haired old man sighed and asked, "How sure are you?"

Kiyohara said: "If it is successful, it may not be successful, there are two results."

The white-haired old man whispered: "Are you determined to interfere?"

Qingyuan nodded.

The white-haired old man looked at the mist and said hoarsely: "Well, it's just a few more lives."

Speaking of this, the old man whispered: "There will be me, including me."

There were gradually waves in the fog, and the huge creature stepped out of the water. The breath was still three points higher than when I first saw it.

Qingyuan's expression was solemn and he did not mean to retreat.

This time I retreated again, I would feel guilty and regretful, and it would never be able to make up for it again.

Even if you take good or evil light in the future and erase your guilt, it will not be possible overnight, and at least it will be tens or hundreds of years.

So this time, we must eliminate future troubles and kill the demon cattle, even if our Taoism is inferior to the other party.

"The last game."

Qingyuan said in a deep voice: "Divid life and death!"

Either you die or I die.

...

The fog became more and more intense.

The demon cow has a huge body, three feet of green hair, and its horns are curved upward, just like a spear. Its eyes are dark and heavy, and its four hooves come stepping on the water.

And above its head, there was a yellow object hanging.

Those so-called mists transformed by divine power are actually caused by this thing.

The green cow screamed in a deep voice.

The water flows and the river waves roll.

The momentum is so great that it is better than when the previous fight.

With its slap, the yellow thing hanging on its forehead suddenly came over.

The baby is yellow in color, as fast as thermal power, faster than the aurora bursting between its two corners, and more powerful than its copper ring golden light.

With a sudden sound, it came to my eyes.

Qingyuan was so anxious that he hurriedly looked down on the ancient mirror and poured out a golden light.

That was transformed by the copper ring magic tool.

The yellow light hit the copper ring, and the copper ring immediately trembled and threw it away. However, the yellow and hot and light things were still strong, and they came towards Qingyuan.

Qingyuan used an iron rod to hit the front.

A bang.

The yellow fire light flew out.

Qingyuan retreated more than ten steps, his hands trembled, and he was secretly shocked. The old bull fought with him for a few games and was already quite familiar with him. This move was a very fierce killing move.

And for the fast and lightning-fast treasure, Kiyohara also knew the origin.

“This thing…”

After all, Qingyuan has a different background and his knowledge is not comparable to ordinary monks. He had guessed before that the yellow thing should be a piece of ox born with this old cow.

For ordinary cows, a piece of beef yellow will not change too significantly in the body, but once they become monsters, the beef yellow will gradually change as the Tao practice increases. The biggest characteristic is that it can absorb qi and blood.

Qing was originally speculating about these things, but after seeing Qingniu again, he was 80% sure.

Because this oxen swallowed Hengmo, the momentum of this green bull is unprecedented, and it almost faintly wants to break through the fifth level of heaven. What it lacks is only the perception of the fifth level of heaven and the general trend of mountains and rivers.

The green bull was majestic, roaring loudly, and rushed over on the water.

Every step you take, large splashes of water will splash out from the water surface.

At the same time, the oxen like a thermal power also surrounded it and came together.

The mist rolled, sweeping, the river waves surging, and upstream.

"Come!"

Qingyuan stepped under his feet and faced the surging wave.

The qi and blood in his body were stimulating, and there was a vague sound of dragon roar, the heat rose, and the white mist was hazy.

The true energy wanders along the Huangting Immortal Sutra, constantly flowing and condensing.

Above the iron rod, thunder patterns flashed, and the red light looked like the color of magma soldering iron.

The momentum accumulated before and the true meaning I just saw gathered together at this moment.

His whole body suddenly tensed.

...

"This is……"

The green bull came in a fierce momentum, and suddenly became a stagnant, slightly slow, and there was an extremely surprising and complex color between his dark eyes, "The breath of magic?"

This young man has always been at the peak of the third level of heaven, and is limited to the condensation method, and the power of his use is still the true qi.

The magic power is formed by the condensation of true qi, which is far better than true qi.

This is actually one of the many reasons why the master of the fourth level of heaven can surpass ordinary cultivators.

At this moment, the young man in front of him seemed to have the smell of condensed true energy into magic power?

Moreover, his aura seemed to be purer than his own magic power that had been refined for many years?

The green bull vaguely felt palpitations, and it roared high, intimidating both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

As the sound rang out, the oxen, like a fire, rang towards Qingyuan's door.

And another golden light fell from above the river and hit the back of Qingyuan.

That was transformed from a copper ring magic tool!

"Boy!"
Chapter completed!