The torn clouds quickly closed, obscuring the scene of fighting in the sky.

But Pan Long had already felt relieved.

Bi Painter - or the "demon god Yiwu" is indeed the strongest demon god in Yunzhou. Even if he fights against the crowd, he can gain the upper hand in turn.

"Sure enough, it's like there are strengths and weaknesses among warriors of the same realm. Even immortal demon gods are strong and weak." He sighed softly, "The road to a strong person has no end, you have to keep moving forward!"

As he was talking, he suddenly thought of something.

The two dragon gods had previously said that if they died under the hands of the demon god Yiwu, they hoped that they could transport the corpses back to the East China Sea for them.

Although they will turn into breaths and hide them into their bodies after death, and they do not need to carry two huge dragon corpses through thousands of mountains and rivers, the two breaths fall from the sky. If they are in the town and in full view of the public, they will be in trouble.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly walked out of the town.

At this moment, the strong wind was still howling, and the street market was still in chaos. Although the court's yamen runners, officers and soldiers, as well as some respected old men and chivalrous masters, were working hard to maintain order, they could not maintain it for a while.

It’s not that no one noticed that Pan Long, who had just saved the person, left alone, but even if he noticed it, he couldn’t help asking or stopping it.

Pan Long left the town, and after a little thought, he rushed to half of the mountain.

It's the same wherever he goes - anyway, compared to the battlefield above the clouds, it is estimated that the effect of "collection" is similar wherever he goes. Since that's the case, it's better to go to the place he has been to before, at least he's familiar with the road.

Moreover... and..., including the Taohua River God, the three dragons died together, which seemed quite interesting, and it felt like there was a wonder of "destined".

After walking for a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

On this road... why don't there be no one?

Today is an important festival. There should be many pedestrians on the road. At this moment, the wind is howling and pedestrians are struggling. They should be under the big trees and behind the rocks. But he has not seen a single figure along the way.

Where have people gone?

Just when he was confused, there was a sudden rush on the side of the road and two shrimp soldiers who were about the same height as others jumped out.

The two shrimp soldiers were wearing blue-black armor, pure black helmets on their heads, and a long-handled steel fork in their hands. They looked murderous and knew it was difficult to deal with at a glance.

They blocked Pan Long's way, and a shrimp soldier shouted: "Oh, it's finally our turn!"

"Yes, since the thief bird killed the River God Master, we have been trembling all day long, hiding at the bottom of the river and not daring to come out. We have never seen blood food for many years. Today, the fourteen river gods and mountain gods joined forces to fight against the thief birds, and we finally have the opportunity to enjoy blood food. But those outsiders rely on someone above to eat first... They are so refreshing, we can only pick up some leftovers, which is really boring!" Another shrimp soldier complained.

"Let's not talk about it, take down this bloody food first!" The shrimp soldier said as he rushed straight over, lifted the steel fork, and stabbed him head-on.

Pan Long frowned, flashed sideways, grabbed the handle of the fork and asked, "Where are you from?"

The shrimp soldier didn't expect that the steel fork would be caught by him. He pulled it hard twice, but couldn't pull it, and he suddenly became a little scared.

Like little monsters like them, they have no magical powers and magic powers. They are just physically stronger than mortals. At this moment, they meet someone more powerful than them, and their previous aura will immediately dissipate.

"I...we are shrimp soldiers in this river!" It hesitated for a moment and said loudly, "Where are you here? What do you want to do?"

Pan Long looked at its eyes that were bulging outside, frowned, and asked, "You just said, what exactly is the matter of the fourteen river gods joining forces to fight against the thief birds?"

"You are a passerby, why are you doing this?" The shrimp soldiers were immediately wary.

Pan Long grabbed the steel fork and pulled it hard. The shrimp soldier suddenly stood unsteadily and stumbled backwards, and was grabbed by him.

"I ask, you answer, where does so much nonsense come from!" Pan Long would not be polite to this kind of man-eating monster, and said viciously, "I'm satisfied with the answer, I'm considering letting you go. I dare to talk more and chop your shrimp heads to make soup!"

The grabbed shrimp soldier was so scared that his shell turned green and shouted for help. The other shrimp soldier was stunned for a moment, then jumped into the river, but ran away like that.

"Okay, you're the only one left now, talk!"

The shrimp soldier said tremblingly: "This...that...I don't know either..."

"I don't know? Then you can only make soup."

"Good hero, please spare me! Good hero, please spare me!" The shrimp soldier shouted, "We are just running errands, I really don't know the details!"

Pan Long sneered, exerting force on his hand, the shrimp soldier's shell chuckled suddenly, showing several cracks.

The shrimp soldiers begged for mercy, but Pan Long ignored it, and was still exerting force in his hands.

Seeing that the shrimp shell was about to be crushed, the shrimp soldier finally didn't dare to pretend to be stupid anymore and shouted: "I said! I said!"

Pan Long loosened his hand a little and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"A few days ago, two honorable gods came from the East China Sea. They contacted the mountain gods and river gods from all over Yunzhou, won over twelve honorable gods, and set up a large formation to surround the Yiwu honorable gods who have been rampant in Yunzhou for many years." The shrimp soldiers did not dare to hide it at all this time, "At this moment, they are fighting in the sky."

"What are these mountain gods and river gods?" Pan Long asked.

The shrimp soldier replied: "I only know that there are the Lord of Huangfeng Mountain in Huangfeng Mountain, the Qingshalong Zun of Qingsha River, and the Tianxiu Zun of Zixiu Mountain... I don't know anything else. All the gods are high above me. I am just a small shrimp, how can I know their all identities!"

Pan Long nodded and was about to ask again, but suddenly a warning flashed in his heart.

He subconsciously looked at the river water not far away, and saw the rolling river surface suddenly explode, a huge black shadow flashed in the water, and then several cold lights came towards him.

He hurriedly dodged, pulled his hand and pushed the shrimp soldier towards the cold light. With a sound of sniffing, the shrimp soldier was stabbed by several short spears shot from the water, making a miserable scream, and fell to the ground in dejection, turning into a big shrimp about one foot long. The short spears that pierced its body were just black hairs.

It seems that the shrimp soldier who had just escaped brought reinforcements over.

"Who?" Pan Long shouted, "Get out!"

The river water rolled, and a huge wave rose. A huge figure appeared inside the wave, but it was a Cancer.

The crab lay on its sloppy with eight claws, but it was already taller than a human. The shell was so thick that it seemed to be invulnerable to swords and guns. The edges and corners of the shell were flashing, looking like sharp blades. Countless fluffs on the pair of large claws stood upside down, as if they were countless short spears.
Chapter completed!