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"Queen, are we going south this time to look for those precious magical plants again, but this is just a very ordinary hill, and there is nothing special about it."

"Actually, my mother, this time, I don't know whether the plants I came to look for exist or not."

Rouge's soft response fell, she raised her head, looked around, and continued to speak:

"A few days ago, when I was listening to the hum of flowers in the imperial garden, I heard a legend. She said that in ancient times, there was a god who planted a grass , named Mi Tiancao, extremely mysterious, and named after Mi Tian, ​​even today, I don’t know where it grows.”

The legendary words in Yan Zhi's mouth sounded, and Wei Young, who had always loved the bizarre stories, suddenly regained her spirits, not just her, but even Ru Yue and the others who followed behind her, their expressions moved slightly, revealing a deep sense of emotion. The color of interest.

Then Sun Jian, the Prime Minister of Anjiang, who was following the side of the team, frowned, raised his hand in salute, and said:

"Your Majesty, I have heard stories told by Mr. Shu, and also heard the myths spread among the mountains and wilds. This is the first time I have heard of them. They belong to the legends told among flowers and plants."

"Everything has a spirit. The more precious the flower, the higher the intelligence. As long as it can be heard, there will be many interesting secrets."

After the reply from Rouge's mouth fell, Sun Jian, the officials of the Anjiang Department behind him, and several young people in Daxia who were in charge of internal defense showed more respect on their faces.

In the next breath, Sun Jian's characteristic leaking voice sounded again:

"Your Majesty's ability to listen to the language of flowers is really admirable, so why did you come to Sanhe County this time to find Mitencao?"

"I just want to try my luck. I don't know why, when I heard these three words, I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity."

After the words fell, Rouge, who was holding an umbrella, stopped before a small flower in front of her, handed the umbrella to Kisaragi next to her, and continued to speak:

"The legend is just a legend after all. It's still unknown whether Mitencao really exists, but no matter what, I have to give it a try."

After the soft voice fell, Rouge squatted down, and stretched out her right hand downwards, gently stroking the lower part of this ordinary little flower that was tilted and tilted under the torrential rain for a whole year, the subtle voice continued. It was reported that:

"Ordinary little flowers know how to steal life, let alone this palace, people always have to work hard for themselves, because there are too many things in this world that are nostalgic."

Rouge's low voice was like the humming of the little flower in front of her, making it hard to hear clearly, but for some reason, including Sun Jian, they all felt as if their hearts were pinched by something, and it was so tight that it was hard to hear. breathe.

Just as Sun Jian was about to speak, the voice from Yu Yanzhi's mouth continued to linger in the woods:

"Unexpectedly, this unremarkable weed would know the legend of Mitencao. It said that its ancestors had seen Mitencao, and they also knew the three rolling rivers in Sanhe County. The reason why they existed was to protect them. This stalk of grass."

There was joy in Rouge's words, and then wisps of materialized breath of life began to appear on Rouge's right hand, and poured into the grass below.

In the next breath, this weed began to absorb the substantive breath of life, and began to stand up little by little, emitting twinkling lights outward, as if sharing its own joy outward.

In the next breath, Rouge's movements paused slightly, her beautiful face frowned, showing an extremely dignified expression, and then Bai Zhining, who was standing aside holding an umbrella, stared at the changing expression of Empress Daxia in front of her. , asked:

"Miss, what's wrong?"

"This little green grass just spoke again."

After Rouge's response fell, she began to slowly raise her head, then looked into the distance, and the voice continued:

"It said that this Mitian grass is no longer there, and that its ancestors saw that Zhu Mitian grass with their own eyes a long time ago, turned into a fairy, soared into the sky, and it is here!

"When she said this, she was a little scared, so I want to appease it and hear what else it knows."

Rouge's still plain words shocked all the people around who heard it, and they stood on the spot for a while.

But in the next breath, everyone's eyes changed at the same time, because a deafening roar, like the roar of thunder, suddenly rang in their ears, and as soon as the sound came out, the younger generation of Daxia in the short mountain looked at each other , the sound comes out:

"Sure enough, as the Anjiang Si lords speculated, the nearest embankment in Wanghe City has burst!"

But before the words fell, a mighty and strange aura shot up into the sky from the end of the sky, and accompanied by this aura was a torrential flood.

And at the moment when this aura appeared, Sun Jian's face suddenly changed, and Yang Tian let out a roar:

"It's not a big river bursting its embankment, but an attack from an immortal. Everyone, listen to the order of our chief, level-[-] alert, and send a message to Shenjing City at the same time!"

Chapter 2125 True Monarch Three Rivers

"Boom boom boom!"

In the void outside Wanghe City in Sanhe County, there was a sudden roar, like rolling thunder, rising out of thin air. While resounding through the sky and the earth, it also made countless refugees fleeing outside the city panicked and panicked.

In the next breath, the mighty and extremely turbid river appeared from the southern end, and like a turbid yellow dragon rising from the sky, it rushed into the sky in one breath, truly relying on the sky and grounding.

"In the south, the flooding river is in the south. Could it be that the big river in the south also burst its embankment?"

For a moment, shouts of extreme horror began to be heard from the mouths of countless refugees outside Wanghe City, and the terrified eyes of these people reflected a terrifying scene of a torrential flood.

It is no exaggeration to say that once the flood flooded the sky with infinite force, the entire Wanghe City, including all the citizens of Sanhe County who had fled outside the city, would all be buried under the flood.

"Damn, damn, God just won't give you a way out!"

In the face of the flood, the refugees from Sanhe County, who were already on the verge of despair, had their psychological defenses completely destroyed. While crying bitterly, they continued to yell:

"My god, I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"

Before the words fell, the crying of these people stopped, because they discovered that there was a huge difference in the torrent above their heads, and then they uttered a sharper strange cry:

"Look, it's a face. In this river, there is a face!"

As soon as the words came out, countless people looked up, and also saw clearly the huge face emerging from the muddy river above, and they stood there for a while, unable to say anything.

Moments later, an ancient and heavy coercion slapped down from above before the river rolled, causing all the refugees on the ground to bend their knees and kneel directly on the muddy ground. , looking up to the sky and shouting:

"It's the ancient immortal who established the dojo in the southern part of Sanhe County. This Sanhe Zhenjun really came to save us!"

This lingering shout was undoubtedly the flame that ignited the prairie fire of hope. In an instant, countless people outside Wanghe City saw the blazing and dazzling dawn from the endless abyss of despair. Immediately, these refugees wanted to echo loudly, But like a duck with its throat pinched, the sound stopped abruptly.

Because the mighty torrent tornado in front of it appeared in the wasteland outside Wanghe City, and it did not stop at the slightest, but continued to move forward violently, instantly knocking down a large number of Sanhe County kneeling on the ground. The person who was killed was involved in the void, and then smashed into powder, turned into a dance of blood, and the dead could not die again.

Such a horrific scene made the refugees watching all this from behind subconsciously tremble like a rice sieve, trembling constantly, trying to run backwards, but found that the whole body seemed to be pressed by an infinite weight, unable to move , can only watch helplessly as the torrent of people overturns and sweeps forward.

The torrent was rolling, like an invincible sword, moving forward, countless people were chopped into pieces along the way, and after the flesh and blood mixed into the flood, even the muddy river water showed a scarlet color visible to the naked eye.

After a few short breaths, the torrent that harvested countless lives directly approached the unremarkable low mountain on the wasteland outside the city.

A few moments later, this tornado torrent of mud, sand and flesh hovered directly above the void, changing from motion to stillness in an instant, forming an extremely terrifying scene.

Covering the sky and torrents, hovering in the void!

At the same time, the face above the flood became more and more clear, and then condensed inward, directly condensing into a figure in a muddy gray robe.

This figure was as pale as paper, and had two horns on his head. On his body, there were three phantoms of big rivers lingering, his aura was overwhelming, and his eyes were cold.

Then the figure standing on top of the torrential flood lowered his head slightly, staring at the inconspicuous short mountain in front of him, a voice came out, resounding through the void:

"According to reports from the sects in Wanghe City, a group of distinguished guests appeared in our Sanhe County. I am here to pay a visit."

When the True Monarch of Three Rivers was speaking, the countless rivers below him roared in unison, which was extremely ear-splitting. At the same time, the torrent above the void was even stronger, making the pungent scarlet blood in the tumbling river even more intense.

At the same time, within the dwarf hill, Sun Jian, who was standing in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and the response came directly:

"Great Xia Anjiang Division is here to work, Sanhe Zhenjun, stay away!"

The word "Ban San" that came out of Sun Jian's mouth was sonorous and forceful, with an undeniable majesty, but it caused Sanhe Zhenjun, who was once a fairy in the fairy palace, to flash a thick and stern look in his eyes, and roared. :

"Busan? You wait for Daxia's great majesty to let Ben Zhenjun avoid San. This place is the dojo of Ben Zhenjun, and Ben Zhenjun is the master of this place!"

With this roaring sound, True Monarch Three Rivers suddenly leaned forward, and the torrent of the river below him also pressed down a lot, almost forming a real hanging river above the short mountain.

"Presumptuous, hang the river in the sky, it is considered a provocation, Sanhe Zhenjun, you have to think clearly, disturbing the nobles, you will be at your own risk, now it is no longer the era of the fairy palace, time has changed, this Sanhe county is no longer your dojo, Don't set yourself on fire."

Sun Jian's voice resounding through the void became more and more majestic, and at the same time it contained boundless evil intentions. Besides the lowered eyes of the carriage beside the mountain, who continued to listen to the rouge spoken by the little grass in front of them, the eyes of everyone else Curiosity and eagerness emerged.

"What Laoshizi Sanhe Zhenjun, in the eyes of the younger generation of guards, is simply a first-class military exploit in walking."

Behind the short mountain, a voice from Anjiang Si Zhangzhu came out, and then Lao Jin beside him, staring at the top with one eye, shook his head and said:

"Zhang Zhu, don't take it lightly. Every ancient immortal should not be underestimated. What's more, this Sanhe Zhenjun is lucky. The position of recovery happens to be in his former territory. The speed of his strength recovery is comparable to those of those who are at this time. Immortals who are still cultivating in a certain cave are completely different."

As soon as Lao Jin's words fell, above the void above the dwarf mountain, the ear-piercing roar from the True Monarch Sanhe exploded again:

"My lord, what this true lord is looking for is this noble man of the Great Xia. I heard the news before that the soul of the Great Lord of the Antarctic Longevity was imprisoned by you and the Great Xia. The biggest goal of our Southern Immortal Lineage now is to use this The rain of Enlightenment revives the Immortal Monarch."

After the words fell, Sanhe Zhenjun raised his hands outwards, controlled the entire river below him, and began to roll at an unprecedented level, followed by a vicious and high-spirited voice, which continued:

"Today, the nobleman of Daxia who came to your door, I will generously accept it!"

Chapter 2126 Ice and Fire

In the short hills outside Wanghe City, among the woods, due to the attack of the ancient immortals, an elite monk from various ministries of the Great Xia was distributed in formations, forming layer after layer of defense. At the same time, the carriage where Rouge was located Layers of protection.

The atmosphere in the short mountain is serious but not dignified, because these young people in Daxia have full confidence that they can knock down the dust from the sky for the immortals who will commit crimes in the future.

In the center of the short mountain, under the surging air, Sun Jian, who was fluttering in the robe of Anjiang Si, first turned his head and glanced at Empress Rouge, who was still listening to the weed in front of him, then retracted his gaze, opened his mouth and said:

"Wang Juan, have you investigated Sanhe Zhenjun before coming here, what is his origin?"

After the voice of inquiry fell, Wang Juan, a young man standing behind Sun Jian, took out a file from his sleeve, opened it and said:

"Master Sicheng, before your majesty came, the Military Plane Department gave a Sanhe dossier, which recorded all the powerful people in Sanhe County that had been investigated before, and Sanhe Zhenjun was among them.

"However, because it had just recovered when the Military Aircraft Department pushed it behind closed doors, it was thought that it was moving to the southernmost part of Sanhe County, but unexpectedly it was the first to attack."

After Wang Juan's young and clear voice came out, Sun Jian raised his right hand and brushed his chin lightly, opened his mouth again, and spit out two words:

"strength?"

"A few days ago, Wei Chen specially sent someone to investigate, and the strength is not weak. Before the collapse of the fairy palace, his rank was the true emperor, and he should be at the same level as the Nanze Tianxian in Fengxin City. Refer to the battle between General Zhong Li Based on the strength of the immortal, combined with the time of recovery, the current strength is around the peak of the Grand Master of Palm Edge Birth and Death."

Wang Juan's response was neither humble nor overbearing, and it was well-organized, which made the younger generation around who heard the words look sideways. You must know that those who can stand on the short mountain at this time are all outstanding leaders from various ministries and departments in the Great Xia.

In the troubled times, there are many people who are invincible soldiers, but at any time, the most lacking are thoughtful, resourceful generals, and even handsome talents.

A genius cherishes a genius, but a genius also understands which aspect is the most rare quality!

Although Wang Juan's strength was not the strongest, the magnanimity he displayed at this time already made the people around him feel that it was not easy, and then the voice from Sun Jian sounded again in everyone's ears:

"Wang Juan, it's very good to make a plan before you act. It's very good to investigate in advance and dare to make judgments. But one thing to pay attention to next time is to think more."

After finishing speaking, Sun Jian slowly raised his right hand, and the voice came out again:

"Especially for these ancient immortals who are dead but not stiff, they have to think more, this place is Sanhe County, surrounded by extremely strange power of Sanhe.

"Under this power, the recovery speed of Sanhe Zhenjun will be far faster than that of ordinary immortals. You can see that he is carrying a flood, and his strength should be stronger than imagined."

Before Sun Jian's words fell, the tumbling river above erupted with an extremely deafening roar, and then the turbid and scarlet waves condensed inward, forming a ferocious and terrifying giant with bared fangs. The snake opened its huge mouth and roared.

At the same time, Sanhe Zhenjun standing above the huge waves in the sky, within the icy eyes, the scarlet light suddenly lit up together with the giant snake below. The destructive red light rising from inside.

"Immortal magic is surging, shock!"

After the incomparably cold voice of Sanhe Zhenjun fell, the terrifyingly condensed gigantic snake pounced directly towards the short mountain below. The dwarf mountain became a shivering lamb waiting to be slaughtered in the mouth of the giant snake.

"Sanhe Zhenjun, I have to say, you are so brave!"

In the next breath, after the extremely cold voice came out of Sun Jian's mouth, the raised right hand of the Anjiang Sicheng remained unchanged, and the voice continued to come out:

"If I remember correctly, the two Black Dragon Guards are guarding the south of Aishan?"

"Exactly, the two recommended by the Ministry of War, Xu Hao and Xu Lang."

After Wang Juan's response fell, Sun Jian nodded and murmured:

"The two newly promoted Black Dragon Guards are enough."

After finishing speaking, Sun Jian raised his right hand and lowered it suddenly, and opened his mouth with a roar that was earth-shattering:

"kill!"

The sound of killing came out violently, and instantly overshadowed the roaring sound of the torrent above the void. At the same time, Xu Hao, who had already raised his aura to the limit on the outskirts of the short mountain, let go of his grip instantly. The right hand of the black arrow.

"Buzz!"

There was another low cry from the god of death, which sounded in the void, and then the black arrow on Xu Hao's big bow turned into a black streamer invisible to the naked eye, and disappeared in place.

A moment later, a pitch-black arrow appeared directly between the eyebrows of the giant three-river python rushing from top to bottom, and then the runes on the arrow lit up at the same time, and then the whole thing exploded outward.

"Thunder Burst Arrow, explode!"

boom!

In the next moment, the Explosive Arrow, which was continuously improved by the Great Xia Ministry of Industry, exploded without fancy. The violent power directly tore the river water inside the giant python completely, and countless river water was evaporated into billowing mist.

Then, in the mist, countless thunders began to flicker, just like thunderclouds containing infinite lightning!

As we all know, water can conduct electricity, so after an incomparably short moment, the blazing white thunder completely covered the whole body of the giant python, and rushed directly towards the body of Sanhe Zhenjun.

Seeing the giant python that he summoned with all his strength was engulfed by the thunder in the blink of an eye, Sanhe Zhenjun's haughty face showed a solemn expression for the first time, and then he raised his hands, once again formed a seal, and pointed at the one beside him. print out.

"The long river is rolling, and the fairy art, mud and sand are falling!"

As Sanhe Zhenjun's words came out, inside the Sanhe giant python wrapped by countless thunders, the tumbling sand began to condense, and then it directly turned into a mud python. Immediately after the former shook his huge body frantically, In a short while, smashed the thunderclouds surrounding his body.

In the next breath, the giant python raised its head again, opened its mouth, and poured out countless blood-colored torrents directly towards the low mountain below, and then the torrent rushed down, turning into red frost, piercing the void.