The breeze in the river is blowing, and the water in the river is surging.

Above the Cangyun River, several Zifu monks from the Yunzhou Immortal Realm were in a dilemma.

After a lot of effort and planning, I finally got the opportunity to be alone today.

I thought I would definitely succeed in this battle and earn fame and fortune.

But I don’t want to see the great work about to be completed.

Suddenly, the situation suddenly changed, and the black dragon came from across the sky.

If you give up and evacuate at this time, all your previous efforts will be in vain.

And after today's lesson, it will be extremely difficult to find this kind of opportunity in the future, and there may even be no chance at all.

But if they don't retreat, the strength of the five people will definitely not be the opponent of the black dragon and the green dragon.

"Wealth is sought in danger, so give it a try!"

After some hesitation, the old man in green who trapped the green dragon was unwilling to get nothing, and gritted his teeth and spoke his mind.

As soon as he said these words, the middle-aged swordsman in white said in a deep voice: "Thirty breaths, if you can't succeed within thirty breaths, just retreat, otherwise it will be difficult to leave even if you want to!"

"Then give it a try!"

"Fight!"

"Just do it!"

The remaining few people were not willing to return without success, and gritted their teeth and responded.

After a while, several people activated their magic weapons to attack again, and took out various magic talismans to hit the green dragon.

But after the green dragon received the response from the black dragon, it also showed a strong will to survive, and relied on the powerful vitality of the dragon clan to withstand all kinds of attacks.

Moreover, what made several Zifu monks change their minds was that the thirty-breath last-ditch effort they estimated took was actually not that long at all.

Only a dozen breaths of time passed, and the black dragon, who was still thirty or forty miles away, was able to intervene on the battlefield.

I saw the river water around the green dragon suddenly rising into the sky, forming a huge water ball and wrapping the green dragon in it.

Most of the attacks of several Zifu monks were blocked by this water ball.

What's even more amazing is that the water polo seems to have a healing effect. After the water polo appeared, all the wounds on Qingjiao's body began to heal visibly to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of several Zifu monks, they were shocked and angry.

"Nothing can be done, retreat immediately!!"

The sword cultivator, a middle-aged man in white clothes, shouted loudly, raised his hand and took back the flying sword, turned around and left without hesitation.

Seeing this, the other people also took back their magic weapons and turned around to run away.

But they wanted to leave, but the two dragons refused.

As the old man in green retracted the green-gold ring magic weapon that trapped the green dragon, the freed green dragon suddenly screamed with joy, and then looked at the old man in green with anger.

Among the five cultivators of the Purple Mansion Stage, if it were to be said who it hated the most, it was definitely not the middle-aged men in white who were sword cultivators who had left various wounds on its body, but the old man in green who had trapped it.

If he hadn't been trapped by the old man in blue from the beginning, with his magical power, even if he lost to the five Zifu monks head-on, he would never have been surrounded and beaten.

So now that it is out of trouble, the person it most wants to take revenge on is the old man in green.

But I saw its dragon tail swinging and its body swaying straight up, stirring the wind and clouds in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, it took advantage of the wind, flew away on the clouds, and appeared directly in front of the old man in green who had taken the first step.

Then he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of green light, which instantly turned into a huge tornado and wrapped around the old man in green.

"How dare you, you evil beast!"

The old man in green roared with a look of shock and anger, and hurriedly waved his sleeves and slashed at the tornado with a green flying sword.

But the wind is impermanent and unpredictable.

Under the control of Qingjiao, the tornado whirlwind easily let the cyan flying sword pass through, and then sucked him in.

Now that he was caught in the eye of the storm, the old man in green clothes couldn't help himself, and he instantly tasted the feeling of being trapped before.

After the green dragon succeeded in striking the snake, he took the initiative to fly into the tornado and attacked the old man in green at close range.

"Fellow Taoists, help me!!"

After a while, the old man in green's cries for help came from inside the tornado.

But at this time, the other four people had already left twenty or thirty miles away, and the black dragon had also arrived at the battlefield riding the billowing black clouds.

Who dares to come back and rescue the old man in Tsing Yi at this time!

Soon, as the black dragon controlled the black clouds and submerged the tornado, the old man in green made no sound anymore.

By the time Zhou Chun heard the news and rushed to the scene, the battle had already ended long ago.

He could only learn part of the situation from some monks who witnessed the battle from a distance.

Zhou Chun was extremely shocked when he learned that the five Zifu monks failed to attack Qingjiao and were left to kill one of them instead.

Generally speaking, at the same level, human cultivators are stronger than monsters.

Only some monsters with weird magical powers or particularly powerful bloodlines are exceptions.

The dragon is naturally the kind of exception!

But five Zifu monks besieged a third-order green dragon, and one of them was actually killed. This is too exaggerated!

Is the third level dragon really that powerful?

At this moment, Zhou Chun only regretted that he was not there and could not witness the battle with his own eyes.

However, this way, he had a lot more expectations for his own Silver Lightning Python.

If the dragon is really that powerful, then if he can one day transform the silver lightning python into a dragon in vain, wouldn't he become invincible at the same level?

Thinking of this, Zhou Chun felt extremely hot.

Especially, when he inquired and found out that the green dragon had shed a lot of blood and shed a lot of scales when it was injured, he became even more excited.

At that moment, he no longer cared about hiding his whereabouts, and together with many monks who came after hearing the news, they used the "water avoidance technique" to sneak into the river, looking for possible dragon blood spiritual objects.

However, this matter is like finding a needle in a haystack, it all depends on luck.

The water of the Cangyun River is tens of feet deep and the water is fast. After the dragon spirit blood and scales fall into the river, even if they are not washed away, they will sink into the sand at the bottom of the river and are difficult to find.

What's more, there are many fish, shrimps and crabs in the river. These aquatic creatures may swallow the dragon's spiritual blood and turn into monsters.

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In short, after Zhou Chun searched in the river for a while, he no longer wanted to do this kind of thing of finding a needle in a haystack.

He directly asked his twenty-seventh uncle Zhou Jiapeng, who also came after hearing the news, to help him set up a stall on the riverside and buy dragon blood spiritual objects at a high price.

However, he stayed temporarily in a nearby mortal town and thought about the impact of this human-flood war.

"According to intelligence information, except for a few Zifu period monks, no other monks participated in this battle with Jiaolong."

"And the water demon servants Xu Kaishan mentioned at the beginning are nowhere to be seen."

"It can be seen that what he said that day was just a trick to deceive people into believing his words!"

"But if he didn't lie to people to seize those dragon-blooded spiritual objects, what else did he lie to?"

In the room, Zhou Chun leaned on the table, supporting his chin with his right hand, tilting his head slightly and lost in thought.

Although the patriarch Zhou Daoyi did not let him delve into the power behind Xu Kaishan, how could his curiosity that had been aroused completely die.

In the past few days, he recalled Xu Kaishan's abnormal state that day countless times. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his eyes were like the vertical pupils of snakes, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the claws on his right hand were very similar to the claws of a dragon.

If this is true, then Xu Kaishan and the forces behind him are probably inseparable from Jiaolong.

I'm afraid they will also have some thoughts about the two dragons appearing in Cangyun River.

"Now it is basically certain that the reason why the high-level monks of Qinglian Temple are not in a hurry to show up is probably because the dragon has not laid eggs yet. They must be preparing to wait for the dragon to lay eggs before taking action."

"After this battle, those high-level monks in Yunzhou will either give up completely, or they will be unwilling to contact more powerful people, or even ask the golden elixir stage monks to take action to slay the dragon!"

"Coupled with the mysterious force behind Xu Kaishan, it is still unclear who will win in the end!"

Zhou Chun couldn't help but feel a little headache when he thought about this.

After learning about the appearance of dragons in Yunzhou before, he just wanted to come here to get some dragon blood spiritual items.

But later, the reaction of the clan leader Zhou Daoyi made him feel that his purpose was not just to obtain some dragon blood spiritual objects.

But now he realized that even getting some dragon blood spiritual items was not as easy as he thought.

This was fully confirmed by the fact that Uncle Zhou Jiapeng, the twenty-seventh uncle, had nothing to gain in the next few days.

Hundreds of monks searched up and down a section of the river that was hundreds of miles long, but there was no news that anyone had found a dragon-blooded spiritual object.

If many witnesses hadn't sworn that the green dragon had shed a lot of blood and dropped a lot of scales, even Zhou Chun would have doubted whether these things had appeared.

But where did things like dragon blood and dragon scales go?

Just when Zhou Chun and many monks were confused about this matter, under the river flowing through the mountains in a certain section of the lower reaches of Cangyun River.
To be continued...