It is about two or three miles from Banbian Mountain to that nameless village.

Pan Long protected a group of trembling villagers in the strong wind. Before he could enter the village, he saw the huge head.

Generally speaking, it looks like a snake, but it has a short horn in the middle of the forehead, several beards on both sides of the jaw, and a clear bulge on its nose. It can be seen that it has a significant transformation from a snake to a dragon, and it can be regarded as a dragon, a dragon, or a dragon.

As the villagers said, this head is ridiculously large, not only higher than the tallest house in the village, but even higher than the small house built on the tree near the entrance of the village, probably a big tree used as a lookout.

Although it is dead, it still emits a heart-pounding aura. It is a powerful and hostile life body, and its natural pressure on weak creatures.

Pan Long understood at a glance that if he didn't get this head away, there would be no way for people to live in the village.

Unless you practice martial arts hard, work hard, and use blood and sweat to temper your strong will, ordinary people are sure that they cannot eat well and sleep well near this head, and there is nothing strange about fidgeting. Even if you force yourself to eat, you will have indigestion; even if you fall asleep tiredly, you will be awakened by nightmares.

It won't take long to scare them to death by this pressure.

He looked at the villagers who were extremely frightened and dared not move forward, sighed, and took them to find a big stone that could shelter from the wind, so that they could hide behind the stone.

"You guys are here, don't walk around," he reminded, "I'll find a way to get this head away so that you can go home with peace of mind."

After saying that, he walked into the village and came straight to the huge head.

When I got closer, I realized that this head was really ridiculously big. Not to mention anything else, the beards on the jaw were almost as thick as his wrists.

Pan Long estimated that if this guy was still alive and opened his bloody mouth, it would probably be swallowed by two or three hundred people in one bite.

"What a big monster!" He couldn't help but sigh, "With such a huge body, I don't know how many years of practice I have been practicing. As a result, because of the struggle for the spirit, many years of practice have been wasted, and immortality has become a bubble... What a pity!"

As he said that, he reached out to try to see if he could turn his head around.

It is absolutely impossible to move it away, but after turning it over and over for a few rounds, I will just roll to the side.

With the size of this head, you can leave the village far away by just rolling ten or eight circles, and the villagers don’t have to be afraid.

His hand had just touched his head when he suddenly felt a cool air coming from his palm to his arm, and then it quickly flowed into his mind.

The scene in front of me suddenly became hazy, and I saw a vast cloud of fog, followed by the fog, but it was a magnificent scene of high mountains and flowing water.

The surrounding scenery turns into a towering and steep mountain. Among the mountains, streams gather together and eventually turn into a turbulent river, flowing from the foot of the mountain to the distance.

"What is this?" he couldn't help asking.

A hazy voice rang in his mind.

[This is the source of Baiyun River. It is called Yunheyuan by ordinary people and the local people call it Tianhe. I have practiced here for 4,500 years. As early as the era of the Tianxiong Dynasty, I was respected as the local river god.]

"Who are you?" Pan Long asked in surprise.

[I am the big monster you just lamented that "how many years of practice have been gone". However, I am not a monster, but a dragon seed, named Golden Eye Que. I have a pair of sharp eyes and can see underground minerals. In the past, Emperor Jiazi founded the country, and I also helped him explore the mines and obtained the official title of "Jiuzhou Exploration". Among the demon gods in the world, I am also considered to have a false reputation.]

"You... are you still alive?"

【Die. It’s just that I’m still relying on some remaining magic power to survive.】

"Then you tell me this, are there anything you want me to help?"

[That's right. My magic power is limited, so I'll tell you a long story short. Now I have only one wisp of residual soul left but not cut off. If you are willing to help send this wisp of residual soul back to Yunheyuan, I can give you all the treasures collected in the Dragon Palace as a reward.]

"...Do I need to send your head back?"

[Corpses and other things are all external things. You can just send my husband's remnant soul back.]

Pan Long hesitated for a moment and did not agree.

The two dragon gods asked him to help transport the corpses back to the East China Sea, and the river god from Yunheyuan also asked him to help send the remnant souls back home. Although they didn't understand why they all asked for their help, it was probably judged that they could indeed help them.

And it is a crucial busyness.

But, should I help this?

Because his intuition did not have any warning signs, he was not worried that this would be harmful to him, but he was only willing to help kindness.

Judging from the power of this head, this demon god was not kind during his lifetime - otherwise his power should not be so strong. Moral creatures, even if they have power on their bodies, should not be so angry.

Judging from the style of the East China Sea demon soldiers, you will know that the two dragon gods are people with good character. Pan Long is willing to help their busyness.

But the demon god in front of him... Pan Long didn't want to help him.

His thoughts were turning, and before he could answer, he heard a sigh.

This sigh was filled with desolation and despair, and deep regret.

[I understand what you mean! It's so sad! I have never cared about the life and death of a mortal, but I didn't expect that when the juncture of life and death, those who can save me will care about these things!]

[God's will, God's will! In the past, Duke Wen advised me to "behave as a human heart, the heart of heaven." I only felt that his scholar was pedantic. Now I know that what Duke Wen advised was a good word!]

[Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. How can a person with merit be moved by mere interests and save the evildoers!]

[I regret it too much, I regret it too much!]

The sigh gradually became deeper, and the coolness in my mind slowly dissipated. Pan Long's eyes were dim again and again. When it was clearer, he saw the huge head.

But two lines of blood and tears flowed from the eyes that were tightly closed.

Blood and tears flowed down, turning into dozens of bright rubies the size of a thumb, falling to the ground.

As the gem landed, the huge head suddenly melted and penetrated into the ground like a stream of water, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Not only that, the blood from the lake had almost formed on the ground, and it quickly penetrated into the ground, disappearing without a trace, and there was no trace. Even the pit that hit the ground quickly grew flat again, looking completely different.

There were only dozens of rubies where the River God Dragon Head landed.

Pan Long picked up the gems in surprise, but heard the old sound again.
Chapter completed!