Wushuang ignored this old man who was still breathing, he walked up to the altar and asked Du Bo what should I do next? Is it only by using the blood of the Yellow River people that we can awaken King Yu Shending to seal this great king. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Du Bo told him that King Yu's Shending is an ancient artifact, and it must be revived with the blood of the gods, even if it is he and Zhang Sishui, Zhang Sishui once exchanged his soul, and now, he no longer has this bargaining chip.

Mu Qing had been standing in the sun for a long time, maybe her legs were sore, she began to shake, and her head was sweating.

"Mu Qing, come down, don't insist, it's too hot, you will be dehydrated in this way. Wushuang said.

"No, if Mu Qing comes down, this big guy will immediately become tyrannical, and none of us can deal with it. Duber said.

Wushuang asked Du Bo very seriously: "Old Du Tou, is it possible to awaken this ancient artifact with the blood of a godhead? If you awaken King Yu Shending, will you be able to subdue the Iron Head Dragon King?"

"Yes, I promise you, but ...... But no one has that qualification now, right?"

"Then you don't have to worry about it, you all get out of the way! I'll try. "Walked up without holding the cold blood blade in both hands, isn't his blood the blood of a god? He has the soul of the White Emperor living in his body, and the spirit of the Four Emperors of the Ancient Dynasty will not be inferior to any heavenly god.

"What are you going to do? You don't want to get close to Yuwang Shending, your blood is not worthy! It's up to you? You get out of the way, this Yuwang Shending is our Zhang family, and if you want to use it, you also need our Zhang family to come." "This Sishui is so old, I didn't expect that the anger is not small, he came to the Fishbone Temple to stimulate Du Bo, even if it is his own life, he is not afraid.

After Zhang Sishui staggered onto the fishbone altar, he bit his index finger and dripped the blood of his finger into the Yuwang Shending, just like when he had just invited Yuwang Shending out of the Yuwang Shending decades ago.

Only this time, Yuwang Shending did not obey the call of its descendants, and his blood fell into Yuwang Shending drop by drop, but Yuwang Shending was like a bottomless pit, even if all the blood of this old man was released, it would never be filled.

A drop of viscous blood fell into the divine ding, and after it fell, it all converged in one place, and then after a turn at the bottom of the ding, it would disappear without a trace.

"How could it be...... How can this be? This is impossible, the old man is Zhang Sishui, the person who crosses the Yellow River, I woke it up decades ago, it is impossible...... No way...... When pigs fly...... It's you! It must be you! You've stolen the beams and changed the pillars, aren't you? Hurry up and hand over the Yuwang Shending. Zhang Sishui was annoyed and embarrassed, and pulled Wushuang's neck and asked forcefully.

Wushuang pushed him staggered with a hand. "You don't deceive yourself, you should know better than anyone else, if you want to awaken King Yu Shending, you need to use your soul to make a contract, and you are just an empty shell now, you are no longer qualified to control it!"

"Haha...... Old thing, what are you laughing at me? Don't pee and take care of yourself? You can do it, you can? Aren't you an authentic Yellow River person? What's wrong? Dumb? Haha...... "Du Bo can be regarded as seizing the opportunity to turn over, and naturally he keeps verbally attacking.

These two old men have been fighting for decades, since the two of them began to fight several lifetimes ago, and now the enemies are very red when they meet, although it is impossible to move their fists and feet when they are old, but they are no worse than the children when they quarrel.

The two of you kept arguing back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, the sun in the sky was westward, and a dark cloud gradually approached, covering half of the sun, and the shadow was just sprinkled on the riverbank, and the iron-headed dragon king's already sun-dried head was damp again.

Call...... A fishy wind blew, and it turned out to be a breath that it opened its mouth and exhaled gently, and this fishy wind directly blew down Zhang Sishui, who had not stood firm on the fishbone altar, but fortunately, Wushuang's sharp eyes hugged Yuwang Shending with one hand.

"It's bad, the yang energy is weak, the sun is covered by thunderclouds, the rainstorm is coming, this river demon is going to be in trouble again, you all go! Leave it to me and Zhang Sishui here, you are not from the Yellow River, there is no need to accompany us." Duber yelled.

"Okay, what are you talking about at this time, Duan Zirui, come, take these two old guys away for me!" Wushuang ordered.

Duan Zirui and Na Xi rushed out, and they couldn't help but say, and they set up Zhang Sishui and Du Bo retreated. Seeing that the iron-headed dragon king in front of him gradually showed murderous intent in his eyes, the big waves on the water kept slapping against the river embankment, and the big waves were lifted up more than ten meters high and slapped down in the direction of the fishbone temple.

The commotion chilled everyone. The earth is trembling, the Yellow River is roaring, the wind on both sides of the river is blowing, sand and rocks are flying, lightning and thunder, as if the end is coming.

The huge body of the iron-headed dragon king was struggling, and it wanted to retreat into the river, but the fish thorns of the Yellow River King nailed to its tail, making it unable to move, and it was furious, and set off huge waves that kept lapping the river bank, trying to force Wushuang and the others to let it go back.

Wushuang knew that if he let it go at this time, it would be a tiger returning to the mountain, and when it came out of the river again, it would be a misery.

At this time, Mu Qing on the fishbone altar actually walked down, she ignored Wushuang's obstruction, and walked straight to the turbulent Yellow River, and then stepped on the back of the iron-headed dragon king with her bare feet.

It was a strange force, Mu Qing was like a holy flower in the sky, infecting every killer with its own fragrance, dissolving the hatred in their bodies.

"Mu Qing, don't do stupid things, come down quickly!" Wushuang shouted and rushed forward, but the big guy opened his mouth and spat out a huge wave, knocking Wushuang to the ground, not allowing him to approach at all.

A gentle rhythm came, and the beautiful notes rippled in the turbulent Yellow River like a children's rhyme, drifting farther and farther......

Mu Qing smiled brightly, she was like a holy fairy, standing on the back of the monster and singing softly.

No one has ever heard this ballad, the rhythm is gentle and soft like a spring breeze, and everyone who listens to it is warm in their hearts. But the more I tried to listen carefully, the more I couldn't hear clearly, the song was far and near from them, close at hand when it was near, and as far away as if it was far away from the horizon.

"Yes...... This...... This is ......" Everyone was stunned, everyone forgot about the threat of the iron-headed dragon king, and they all stood dumbfounded and pricked up their ears to listen to the gentle ballad, as if their souls were being baptized by fairies.

Zhang Sishui and Du Bo knelt down in unison facing the Yellow River.

"It's the mother of the Yellow River! It's the mother of the Yellow River! This is the song of the mother of the Yellow River, and she is calling every son of the Yellow River to go home!"