Wet viviparity

Chapter 238: Changes, High Waves
Inside the boat, beneath the dishevelled clothes of the woman surnamed Luo, her once tender and plump body had become a dried corpse, and her hair, which had been tied up in a bun, was scattered on the boat board, as if it had been dried in the shade for many days.

"Just one encounter"

Sun Jingxuan's heart was in his throat. Looking at the green-faced Taoist holding the bottle in front of him, he couldn't imagine what kind of magic could kill his senior sister instantly.

The strong man looked at Sun Jingxuan, and the Yin Pearl in his body started to work again. The green light on his face flashed again, making the river water beside the boat look gloomy.

The phantom light outside Sun Jingxuan's brain transformed into layers of light and shadow, covering his body like a high and impenetrable wall. However, even though he separated himself from the enemy, the warning on his soul was not lifted.

The master once said that, generally speaking, any spell or magical tool that is directly cast on the opponent without any warning requires a medium to guide it.

For example, the nightmare technique and the genital technique usually require a person's hair, blood, birth date, etc. For the more powerful ones, they only require the gaze, the induction of the soul, and the absorption of a trace of breath.

Sun Jingxuan used the phantom light outside his brain that he had initially refined with the magic scripture to cut off all the media for casting spells, but the opponent's spells were still operating in his body, drawing blood from his internal organs.

Obviously, the opponent was displaying a higher level of "supernatural power". He could feel his whole body going cold, his blood and energy decreasing sharply, and he felt drowsy.

At this time, there was a sound of breaking through the air from the boat, which made the drowsy Sun Jingxuan very happy, and he quickly released his hand red fork. The short fork flew into the air, emitting a bunch of flaming red light.

The strong man standing on the bow of the boat heard the sound of breaking air behind him, but he did not turn back immediately. He just raised the stone bottle in his hand slightly.

For a moment, a large mass of heat waves that distorted the air seemed to be spurting out from the mouth of the bottle, covering the entire boat and even flowing onto the surface of the river.

With a "tsk~" sound, the eagle stretched out its sharp claws, making a loud sound of breaking through the air. The claws tried to grab the back of the strong man, but were fixed in place by the heavy heat waves.

The eagle began to cry in panic, and its wings and claws could not move at all. It was swept forward by a force and stuffed into the coin-sized bottle mouth. Its bones, flesh, internal organs, feathers, etc. were all smashed and roughly stuffed in.

The blazing red light emitted from the red fork in his hand was also stuffed into the bottle one by one, and a sizzling sound of burning was heard inside the bottle.

The green light on the strong man's face faded, and he lowered his head slightly and looked under the boat.

There was a big hole in the boat, and the water was rising rapidly. Sun Jingxuan took advantage of a moment of respite and dived into the river.

"Little Doyle!" Li Shi whispered, pointing the mouth of the bottle at the river surface reflected by the rosy clouds. The surging heat waves rushed down and sank under the river.

Sun Jingxuan in the river did not go far, or perhaps the enemy did not allow him to leave easily.

In the river, strange heat waves seeped into the water and suddenly dispersed, spreading east and west, blocking the area under the boat. He used his spirit to explore the heat waves and saw the figures of people crowding the river.

"The Mountain-sitting Hercules Sutra!"

Sun Jingxuan instantly realized that this was a strong man trained by the Taiping Mountain True Method.

He had been frightened many times today, so even though there were so many strong men in the river, he was unusually calm. He even thought that his golden eagle was stuffed into the bottle by these strong men.

As the strong men rushed towards him, a white turtle as big as a millstone emerged from the phantom light outside his head and rushed forward, its back shell flashing with cold light, freezing the river water here and the strong men.

This is the method of the magic scripture, which can create a thousand kinds of magical bodies and create some demons and monsters with magical powers.

Sun Jingxuan continued to dive and swam deep in the river.

Sun Jingxuan discovered in the river that as long as he was far enough away, the force that was taking his blood would become weaker. This discovery made him ecstatic, and he swam even harder.

After swimming a certain distance, he bumped into a group of fish spirits patrolling the river.

After a slight hesitation, the phantom light outside his head pounced on his body, transforming him into a patrolling sea yaksha general. He approached the team and shouted majestically: "Follow me!"

The fish spirits were holding forks and knives, blowing bubbles from their mouths, with bulging eyes, looking not very smart.

They stared at each other, and then, under the Yaksha general's shouting and cursing, they quickly followed.

The leading black fish vanguard, with a knife on his back, slid to the side of the Yaksha general in an instant.

The Black Fish Vanguard was just about to ask the strange Yaksha water general when he heard him say indignantly, "My brothers and I had just checked in at the Zhubo Division of our unit and had just patrolled the river for a while when we unexpectedly saw a bandit coming to stir up trouble.

That Taoist was very powerful. He called himself Zhang Xiaoyuan from Taiping Mountain. He practiced the Mountain Warrior Sutra and was able to create hundreds of warriors. He killed all of us brothers, and I was the only one who escaped. "

Upon hearing this, the Black Fish Vanguard nodded, stroked his whiskers, and said in a deep voice: "Our team also heard the noise in the river, so we hurried over here."

As he spoke, he came out with a knife, and couldn't help but complain: "Only those righteous disciples have the courage to stir up trouble in the Cangjiang River." While he was speaking, the black fish pioneer and the Yaksha general in front of the team suddenly stopped swimming. The two couldn't help but look at each other, one with a serious look, and the other with a dodging look.

Sun Jingxuan, who was swimming in the river, thought to himself, "We are almost at the edge of the range of the Taoist's magical power. Could it be that the fish spirit has figured out my intentions at this moment?"

The Black Fish Vanguard blew out many bubbles, and looked around in the river with its bulging eyes, saying anxiously: "No, no, there is no wind or rain on the river today, why do I feel a big wave coming in the river now?"

Before the fish demon could finish his words, the river water moved, not just one place, but the entire river moved.

In an instant, the tranquil river water turned into an abyss, causing them to fall into it, but they were not falling down, but falling upwards.

The water flow was fast and turbulent, as if countless hands were pulling and dragging them up together. Balance and sense of direction disappeared at this moment.

"Boom~"

A loud noise filled their eardrums the moment they fell out of the sea.

Sun Jingxuan was trying hard to break free from the current, when suddenly he was stunned and stared ahead through the water. He saw a blurry river surface, strong winds and huge waves on the river, and a small green leaf stirring the water.

He was standing in one of the waves rising from the river. The green-faced Taoist priest standing in the turbid waves, holding a stone bottle in one hand, was staring at him intently from outside the wave.

"Not good!" Sun Jingxuan reacted in a very short time, wielding his red fork and shooting three beams of flaming light into the wave peaks, picking out the black fish vanguard first.

The Black Fish Vanguard escaped from the rapid waves and had a chance to catch his breath. He turned his head and looked at Sun Jingjing and said, "Good Yaksha, this Taoist has a very strong foundation. I will stop him. You go to the Dragon Palace to pass on the message."

"Let me help you first!"

Sun Jingxuan stepped on the short fork and escaped from the wave with difficulty.

He surpassed the Black Fish Vanguard in the wind and waves, used his most proud magic, pointed at the Taoist through the air, and shouted sternly: "Look at my confusing divine finger."

"Haha, good Yaksha!"

The Black Fish Vanguard rode forward in a raging wave, and said with a smug smile, "I have heard of this confusing and confusing technique before. It and the Five Ghosts Moving Technique are both popular magic techniques among the left-handed wanderers.

Today, the officers and vanguards of our Cangjiang Dragon Palace will meet this righteous master on the river."

The Taoist who was hit by the confusing finger swayed for a moment, then stabilized his body and took another step towards the void in front of him. The Taoist's reaction broke Sun Jingxuan's defense.

"Unless one has become a Yin God like Jindan Zhenren, even a high-level Dragon and Tiger master cannot be unaffected by this technique." In Sun Jingxuan's heart, it was like the surface of the river, upheavals and chaos.

The black fish pioneer who was charging forward also realized this. He stepped on the waves with his flat webbed feet and hurriedly stopped the waves. He bowed and asked, "May I ask who is crossing the river?"

The strong man walked in the air and threw the stone bottle in his palm into the river, with the mouth of the bottle facing the Yaksha general transformed by Sun Jingxuan.

A flash of knife light passed by, and it struck the mouth of the bottle, splitting the torrent of warriors rushing out of the bottle. The Black Fish Vanguard held his knife in front and said solemnly, "Although most of the Dragon Mansion disciples are mountain spirits and wild monsters, they are not born inferiors. You cannot kill them at will."

Sun Jingxuan, who was standing behind the Black Fish Vanguard, suddenly noticed something and spoke some exciting words. A phantom light appeared outside his head. He quietly broke free from the phantom of the Yaksha General and dived into the river again.

"Not good. The magic scripture I have understood is incomplete. After so many uses, my spirit has reached its limit." Sun Jingxuan thought to himself.

The strong man on the river groaned in dissatisfaction, swallowed the evil talisman on his body, and smoke and fire spewed out of his mouth and nose. He then sacrificed a flying fire ruler, and a raging fire rolled over the surface of the river.

Sun Jingxuan did not dare to be careless. At the risk of damaging his soul, he transformed himself into a porpoise in the icy river water and swam quickly underwater.

Even after swimming for a distance, Sun Jingxuan could still hear the fight going on on the river in the distance, as well as the silent shock conveyed by the huge waves.

After swimming for dozens of miles, Sun Jingxuan finally emerged from the river. It was almost 9 o'clock. The river surface, with slight ripples and warm sunshine, made him feel particularly at ease.

"Hoo~

It’s safe.”

"Friend Sun, please stay!"

(End of this chapter)