Chapter 709 The Soul of Spiritual Water

The people didn't know what had happened. They were stunned and thought they were helping.

Suddenly, I saw the water surging up, and there were waves more than ten feet high. The virtual shadow of Xia Kun floated on the water and laughed: "Thank you, Sheng Yu, for chiseling this mountain for me with an artifact."

It turned out that it was Mi Ziyu who cut the mountain into two with Wu Dao!

Mi Ziyu's spirit is shrouded in all directions. How can he not hear it? He almost went crazy. The problem is that in the water, even if Xia Kun is seriously injured, he can't catch up with him, but he has no internal organs. Even if his kidneys are intact and the water element runs as usual, he will not live long. Mi Ziyu had to lower his heart and chase him desperately.

The problem is that Xia Yu wants to escape. There seems to be no one who can catch him in the world. I'm afraid that even Hou Yi has nothing to do. The two chase and fight like this. Xia Yu just leads him to cut through the mountains. Wherever Wu Dao goes, no matter how majestic the mountain range is, it can't be stabbed down. The mountain collapses, and the earth cracks.

The two chased around Yushan for seven or eight days. Ziziyu was "forced" to split six mountains. Seeing that the project around Yushan had accelerated significantly, Xia Yu was extremely happy. Qi Ziyu was so angry that his eyes were angry, but there was nothing he could do.

In the middle, the two also occasionally rested and chatted. Usually, Xia Kun shouted "stay for a while" and stopped. Mi Ziyu thought he was going to surrender, so he "stayed temporarily". As a result, Xia Kun said, "Are you tired, too? Why don't you take a break and restore the elemental power?

Qi Ziyu was so angry, but his own elemental power was also very consuming, so he had to rest with Xia Kun from 40 to 50 feet away. After a good rest, Xia Kun fled again, and Go Ziyu continued to chase. Sometimes the two of them went to the construction site to grab a few big cakes to eat. Both of them were extremely embarrassed. Looking at each other, they couldn't help laughing.

It took a few more days. The mountains that should be dredged around Yushan have been "chilled" out. Xia Kun did not circle with him. He jumped into the flood and went all the way south along the river. Mi Ziyu chased after him.

The two chased and fought, entered Hongze, entered the Huai River, and went up against the Huai River. I don't know how many days later, Ziyu was so tired that he collapsed. He held Wu Dao, stopped by the Huai River exhaustedly and shouted, "Chongbo, come out and get some air!" By the way, throw me a fish to eat by the way.

On weekdays, Xia Yu sneaked in the water, and the Ziyu was not as fast as on the shore. He ran on the river bank and locked his mental strength to track him. As usual, Xia Kun would laugh and show his head, climb ashore, and catch a fish for him when he is in a good mood. Qi Ziyu was responsible for roasting it with the fire element, and the two ate it separately. Xia Kun often praised his grilled fish craftsmanship and said, "It's good to grow up on the island. You know how to eat fish. It's not easy to find such a good grilled fish in my water system."

Unexpectedly, no one answered today. Ziyu was surprised and sank into the spiritual sea. Suddenly, he was shocked. The spiritual chain locked on Xia Kun's body was as if there was nothing. Obviously, he was at least dozens of miles away at this time.

Nanjiao City, Gonggong Temple.

Today's temple has become the palace of Shanghouqi. Originally, Shanghouqi was sitting in Nanjiao City and was only responsible for the supply of grain and grass equipment in front of him. However, since the Xia Tribe Incident, he imprisoned Si Wenming and 10,000 Xia Tribean soldiers in the city, as if he were sitting on a crater and felt that the fire under his buttocks were burning every day. A month ago, after learning that Di Yao had given the order to kill Xia Kun, he was even more ignorant of food and could not sleep. He only prayed that the volcano under his buttocks would not erupt.

"Alas, killing Xia Kun, is Xia Kun so easy to kill? Your Majesty, how can you be so confused!" Shang Houqi sat alone in the hall, drank wine to soothe his sorrows, and muttered to himself, "If he doesn't die and returns to the Yu tribe, he is afraid that 80,000 troops will cut off the back road!" Xia Kun, Xia Kun, are you dead?

"Thank you, Shanghou, for hanging up. I'm not dead yet!" Suddenly, a voice snorted dissatisfiedly.

Shang Houqi looked up in astonishment, but saw a strong man with ragged clothes and messy hair appearing proudly in the hall, with a beard on his face, a square nose and a big mouth, and a very bold man.

"You..." Shang Houqi's face turned green at that time. After a long time, he exhaled and muttered, "Xia Kun!"

"It's me." Xia Kun ignored him, sat on a rock, and said obliquely, "Shanghou, I haven't seen you for so many years. You really haven't changed at all, and you still worry about your majesty every day. It's even lucky to have a younger brother like this!"

Shang Houqi snorted and looked at his stomach. He was stunned. He actually cracked a black opening from his chest to his navel. All the internal organs were missing, and he could almost see his back. The broken stubble in the ribs stabbed out and turned black. I don't know how he can survive such a serious injury.

Shang Houqi's heart immediately sank: Why did Xia Kun get here? Didn't Wu Dao kill him? How can this chapion be revenged by Wu Dao?

"Shanghou," Xia Kun said coldly, "Where is Wen Ming?"

Shang Houqi smiled bitterly: "Ha ha, you are safe and sound." He made a decision very quickly. He immediately ordered someone to bring out Shi Wenming, and then said, "I'm delicious, delicious and entertaining. See you later, you will definitely find that he is white and fat."

Xia Kun snorted: "Take out a few jars of your hidden wine."

Shang Houqi hurriedly ordered someone to pick it up. After a while, Shi Wenming and wine came together. Xia Yu looked at his son and muttered, "You didn't lie. This boy is really fat."

"Dad, why are you here?" Before the meeting, this sloppy man was actually his father, and he couldn't help but be surprised. He has been imprisoned in the city by Shang Houqi for more than a month. The news is closed. He knows nothing about anything except that he has written a command to order Xia tribal soldiers to put down their weapons and not resist.

"Don't talk nonsense. Let's go." Xia Kun strode forward, holding his son's arm in one hand and a jar of wine in the other. The clouds under his feet steamed and roared. In an instant, he was outside the temple of father and son.

At this time, Shang Houqi's sweat gushed out, and his body slowly softened on the cushion...

Shi Wenming only felt like flying clouds and fog. He was caught in his father's arm and ran quickly. Sometimes he flew in the clouds and fog in mid-air, and sometimes he flew straight on the snowy mountain. He had never stayed in his father's arms like this. He only felt that his father's magic power was endless and he was not tired at all. The oncoming wind knife was cut on his face like a knife. His elemental power was low, and he actually had a chill deep into the bone marrow.

I don't know how long it took to run. A valley appeared in front of him. Xia Kun jumped down deeply, and their bodies fell rapidly. The strong sense of weightlessness almost made his heart jump out. It fell down nearly a hundred feet before it reached the ground. The valley was foggy, and the summer carp stood lightly on the ground and ran to the depths of the valley.

Shi Wenming looked around and felt that the water mist was getting thicker and thicker, and he was extremely familiar. Suddenly, he was surprised and said, "Dad, is this... the Valley of Divine Water?"

"Hmm." Xia Kun hummed against the wet water vapor coming from the pavement, "I thought you deliberately pretended not to know."

"Uh..." Shi Wenming was dumb for a long time and said with a wry smile, "How can it be? This is the forbidden place of our tribe. Son... The son has never come in. How can he deliberately pretend?

"Bah," Xia Kun shouted, "Don't think I don't know. You have deliberately introduced foreign enemies into the valley countless times to annihilate them. The biggest impact was the time when the Iron Blade Legion was destroyed three years ago. Since you know that this is a forbidden place for tribes, how dare you do this? Aren't you afraid of scratching you with my big ears?"

"Hey hey." Xi Wenming smiled and said, "Dad and Dad are aware of Qiuhao. Our clan rules stipulate that all the people of our Xia tribe are not allowed to enter the valley without authorization, but there is no way for the enemy to break in. You see, my son enforced the clan rules and annihilated them all.

In addition to being depressed, Xia Kun also sighed in his heart: Maybe in this wilderness, only Wen Ming, a person who knows how to change can become a strong man!

At this time, the two had run to the end of the valley. Here is a "concave"-shaped valley, surrounded by a towering wall on three sides. The valley is foggy, almost in a sticky state, and every step is like walking in the water. On the top of the mountain, a huge waterfall poured down and rumbled into a ten-acre pool in the valley. It's not surprising that there are many peaks and waterfalls in the Great Wilderness Mountain. What's strange is that the waterfall rushes into the pool and does not raise a trace of water! The water of the waterfall entered the pool, just like rushing into the clouds. But it is clearly the water below.