In the Yuwang Divine Ding, Du Bo's blood floated in the Ding, and then formed a whirlpool, rotating a little counterclockwise, and finally merged into the center, and then sank to the bottom of the Ding. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mu Qing glanced at it and asked, "Du Bo, is it okay?"

"It seems that there should be no problem now, don't worry, he Zhang Sishui can do it back then, and I can do it too. The Yellow River people are not only his Zhang family, but our Du family is also a craftsman who signed a contract with the Yellow River King. He was full of confidence, and looked at the shore from time to time, hoping to see that familiar figure, however, he hadn't seen the old acquaintance yet, maybe Zhang Sishui really couldn't come, it was just a gamble, today's yang energy is so heavy, he is a person wandering on the edge of yin and yang, how dare he be exposed to the sun?

A huge wave crashed on the riverbank, nearly collapsing the fishbone altar. Du Bo held Yuwang Shending with a calm expression.

"It's coming, it's coming! It's finally taking it anymore. Duber looked excited.

He has passed more than ten years with his promises, he is a craftsman of the Yellow River, how can he be willing to leave this mother river unless he has to do so? Today he has returned, and there are only two results, either he dies or he dies! And no matter who wins in the end, his end is already doomed.

"Stand still!" he told Mu Qing. Then he walked down the altar step by step, facing the turbid water of the Yellow River.

He **** stepped on the diving with both feet, holding a fish bone about a foot long in his hand, and kept babbling something in his mouth, and no one could hear clearly. He walked into the river step by step, and the Yellow River water was separated for more than ten years, and he felt his mother's call again.

"Du Bo, Du Bo, what are you going to do?" Mu Qing shouted, seeing that Du Bo had already walked into the water, and the water of the Yellow River had flooded his chest. If you go any further, you will be nowhere to be seen.

"Mu Qing, don't move, don't go, he is a corpse fisher in the Yellow River, he knows how to water, he can't drown him, don't worry!" Wushuang shouted in the Fishbone Temple to remind her.

Mu Qing had no choice but to follow Du Bo's instructions, still standing on the fishbone altar and waiting.

Whoa...... Whoa...... The water of the Yellow River became even more turbulent, constantly lapping back and forth on the riverbank, washing all the creatures in the water onto the riverbank, and small fish, shrimp, and crabs struggled and rolled on the riverbank, jumping, trying to return to their mother's arms, but their mother abandoned them. The sun in the sky was so bright that in a few moments they were dried to the brim.

Du Bo walked barefoot into the water of the Yellow River, let the raging waves hit his old body, and finally, the river flooded his head, and everyone never saw his shadow again.

"Master, what is he going to do?" Lan Caidie asked Wushuang.

"I don't know, but he is from the Yellow River, he should know the taboos in the water, we don't have to worry about him, just wait to watch the show." Wushuang said.

A lone dark cloud drifted in from the east, and a black cloud also approached from the west, and finally they converged on the top of the Fishbone Temple. These are all thunderclouds, and the collision of two rain clouds will definitely cause lightning and thunder to pour down, but before the two dark clouds can collide together, they will be driven away by the hot sun.

Du Bo is right, today's noon is the heaviest time of yang energy recently, and during this time period, it is impossible for the water demon in the Yellow River to call for wind and rain. Now that its abilities are being greatly reduced, it is the perfect time to destroy it.

Everyone is looking forward to it, anxiously waiting, he is a craftsman of the Yellow River, he is a water rat. But ten minutes passed, and there was still nothing on the water, and it seemed that Duber would not come back.

Bang...... Suddenly, a loud bang came, and immediately after, everyone shook under their heels, as violently as a seven-magnitude earthquake, and the tiles made of fish scales on the entire fishbone temple kept falling.

After everyone supported each other and stood firmly, they looked again, and it turned out that it was a shallow water surface, and it was hit by a black behemoth, and the violent vibration just now was caused by the thing's head hitting the river bank.

That scene also frightened Mu Qing, and the little girl trembled with fright, squatting on the altar and not daring to move. And the big black guy has already emerged from under the water.

My God, Wushuang's jaw is about to fall off, that thing is simply too big, and it is seven or eight meters tall when a head comes out of the water! That big black head is covered with a patch of green aquatic plants, and there are a pair of big eyes like red lanterns on the left and right of the head. Its body was still hidden beneath the water's surface, but its huge body could already be faintly seen, and it was black beneath the water's surface, as if it was hidden by a hill.

"I'm ...... Such a big eight?" Wushuang said to himself.

"Master, isn't it a turtle?" Among the turtles, only the turtle has the longest lifespan, and it is easy to grow into such a big size.

Wushuang said that this guy's head is not slender, and his mouth is not sharp, so he doesn't look like a freshwater turtle. I think it may be a giant tortoise, as the saying goes, the king of a thousand years is eighty thousand years old, and it is estimated that this old tortoise has lived for five or six thousand years.

The true body of the Iron-Headed Dragon King finally came out of the water, and its huge body crawled out from under the water little by little, shocking all directions with every step, and the earth trembled.

Mu Qing didn't flinch, she still stood on the altar and waited for it, she didn't have to escape, it was useless to escape, because this was her fate, and her body was destined to belong to the Yellow River. She stood up a little with her eyes closed, then spread her arms and waited for death to approach.

"Sister Qing'er, damn it! This brute, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it!" Duan Zirui took out a gun from his waist and wanted to rush out to save Mu Qing.

"Zirui, calm down!don't go, don't go!" Wushuang grabbed him. But Duan Zirui's physique is not bad, and he pushed Wushuang away at once.

"No, look, such a big Wang Ba can't swallow Mu Qing in one bite?" Duan Zirui didn't want to watch his beloved little beauty add to Wang Ba's belly like this.

"You believe me, don't go, we must believe Du Bo, since he said that he will definitely be able to do it, besides, now we have no one to replace Mu Qing, even if you rush out, you look at how thick the shell of the big king is? Can your bullets penetrate it? Wait, I believe that Du Bo must have a way!" Wushuang persuaded.

"Still waiting, he's gone, this old thing must have deceived us, he has a fart ability! No, no!" Duan Zirui is a Jianghu person, Jianghu people are easy to be impulsive, especially in front of their beloved women, they are more willing to act as heroes to save beauty.