Without warning, the raging Yellow River suddenly rolled upside down into the sky, just as the Milky Way fell to the ground and hung into the abyss, and then from the almost frozen river water, a huge fist turned into a punch, and before Nanhua Old Immortal could react, he was punched into the ground, leaving only a deep black hole on the river beach. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost at the same time as the Nanhua old immortal disappeared, the wind stopped, the rain also collected, the sky was full of dark clouds, and only the roaring Yellow River water was still piling up in the air, gradually piling up into a yellow castle shining in the sun.

Seeing the seemingly bottomless black hole, Zhou Yu seemed to want to jump out of the car to study it, Zhang Yulan hurriedly grabbed him and shook her head to signal that she should not make a mistake. Zhou Yu smiled and was about to explain, when with a whoosh, Nanhua Old Immortal flew out of the cave again.

At this time, the old Taoist priest looked miserable, his Dao crown was crooked, his robe was torn, and there was still dripping magma everywhere on his body, and every drop of it on the river beach turned into a large piece of charred black.

Nanhua Lao Xian has never suffered such a big loss since Yicheng, his heart was furious, the quinoa staff pointed to the yellow castle in the air, and was about to scold, when a giant hand stretched out in the river and scooped him into the castle. There was a sudden flash of lightning and thunder in the air, but it was completely impossible to see what was happening from the outside.

Although it was attacked once just now, Nanhua Old Immortal's Dao method was obviously more than a step higher, and with a dull roar like thunder, the yellow castle was quickly demolished, and those collapsed parts turned into large streams of water and poured down from the sky.

The people on the river beach looked up for a while, their necks were swollen and their eyes were tearful, and they were doused into soup chickens at this moment, all of them were embarrassed. Cao Cao walked to the side of the carriage and said, "It seems that Hebo is estimated to be no match for this demon path, so we still need to prepare early." ”

Tyumen thought to himself, what can we do to prepare? Escape? Escaped for hundreds of miles and caught up with a bang? Hit? Even Hebo is not an opponent, and we give it even more for nothing. It seems that I can only rely on Xiao Daogu's jade pendant to prevent disasters, but after using this time, what should I do if I am caught by Nanhua Lao Immortal next time?

He was thinking about it, when Sima Yi suddenly said loudly: "Why don't we help defeat this demon Dao and just stand below and watch the excitement?" ”

Zhou Yu sneered: "How to help?" They are all fighting in heaven, can you go up? ”

Sima Yi grimaced and stopped talking, but Qiu Ming seemed to be reminded all of a sudden, and said with a smile: "Zhongda is right, we should really help Hebo." ”

At this time, even Zhang Yulan was surprised: "Do you really have a way to go up?" ”

Qiu Ming said confidently: "Who said that helping must be helping in a fight, and at that level, we can't intervene." But have you ever heard of the saying that no one can beat me in my background music. ”

Everyone shook their heads neatly, and Zhou Yu tilted his head and asked, "What is background music?" ”

The battle in mid-air became more and more intense, and the huge castle made of yellow river water was torn down into ruins, and two figures gradually appeared that were constantly spinning and flying. Huang Zhong tentatively shot a few arrows at Nanhua Old Immortal, but they were all twisted into pieces by the turbulent air currents when they were far away, he sighed and gave up the useless attempt.

After a while, the sound of Ding Dong's piano sounded in the carriage, which was just a few chaotic notes at first, and gradually became a coherent song, gradually becoming proficient from rustiness. Then, driven by Tyumen, a loud song came from the carriage: "The wind is roaring, the horses are barking, the Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring." The hills in Hexi are ten thousand feet high, the sorghum in Hedong and Hebei is ripe, there are really many heroes in the mountains and mountains, and the Han family athletes in the green gauze tent are heroic. He picked up a spear and a short sword, wielded a broadsword and spear, and defended his hometown, the Yellow River, the Central Plains, and the whole of China. ”

The song was repeated over and over again, becoming more and more neat from sparse to tidy, and the sound became louder and louder, almost overpowering the sound of the rushing river. However, as the song began to rise, the Yellow River began to roar angrily, and to the beat of the music, it swept up into the sky again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and rebuilt the castle.

Qiu Ming laughed: "It seems that this background music has been chosen correctly, and Hebo has stabilized his position." Keep singing and don't stop, no one can beat him in the background music of Hebo. ”

It's a matter of life, and it seems to be really effective, everyone sang along, even Zhen Mi, who didn't understand what was going on, clapped his palms and hummed: "The Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring." ”

The Yellow River is not just roaring, it is about to explode. He Bo only felt that his body was slowly expanding, and his whole body was full of power, and those spells that Nanhua Old Immortal hurriedly issued seemed to be unable to hurt himself anymore. With a move of his hand, an extremely long and extremely large shipwreck rose from the silt at the bottom of the river and crashed directly into the Nanhua Old Immortal, and the old Taoist priest hurriedly waved his staff and shot a bolt of lightning to smash the wreck into pieces.

He Bo was already completely excited, he made a two-handed move, summoned all the mess that had been buried at the bottom of the Yellow River for thousands of years into the air, and smashed it into the Nanhua Old Immortal. Seeing that the situation was not good, Nanhua Old Immortal was about to fly straight into the sky, but was hit by a rusty bronze pillar on the top door, and was smashed into the soft muddy river beach below.

Before He Bo could continue to attack, Nanhua Lao Xian quickly jumped up from the mud and fled all the way north without looking back, never turning his head to look back.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Hebo dispersed the castle in the air, and the appearance of a human body and a fishtail appeared on the river beach. He ignored Cao Cao and the others who bowed to the ground, but excitedly said to Qiu Ming, who was sitting by the car window: "What did you just sing?" Was it written specifically for me? ”

Tyuming said with a straight face: "I wrote and played by myself, what does it matter to you?" In other words, the last time you asked me to do something, I haven't paid for it, should the account between us be calculated? ”

He Boyang pulled up a curtain of white mist with his hand, and surrounded him and Tyumen, no one knew what was going on inside, except that from time to time Tyumen's laughter and Hemen's roar came from inside.

When the fog cleared, Qiu Ming proudly announced that he had sold the copyright to the Yellow River Cantata to the respected Hebo, and that no one could use or play it in the future, otherwise he would be punished by Hebo's anger. Of course, as a compensation ......, before Tyuming's words were finished, the scenery in front of them changed, and everyone found that they were no longer on the river beach in a moment, but at the gate of a large city.

Qiu Ming was furious: "Damn, I was deceived by this cunning Hebo again." Cao Cao smiled: "It's not a lie, at least he sent us to Chenliu smoothly." ”