Chapter 297 Flooding of the Qingjiang River

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It's quiet everywhere, and there is only the sound of the river flowing, and the eloquent.

Suddenly, a strong man in armor galloped from afar and shouted, "That boy, get out of here quickly."

Zhou Xing became more and more puzzled. He arched his hand and said, "Brother, what's going on here?"

The strong man in armor was approaching. As soon as he pulled the reins, the horse hissed and stopped. He condescending and shouted, "You don't know that you are about to die. Every few years, the Qingjiang River will flood once, especially in the land of Luhuai, where floods are all over the sky, and the shore will be vast for dozens of miles. Boy, why don't you leave quickly? If you leave late, your life will be gone! When the Qingjiang River sets, the water will rise and flood.

Zhou Xing suddenly felt that there was no one here. Seeing that the strong man in armor raised his whip, he was about to leave. He even said, "Brother, how do you know the time of Qingjiang's water?"

"This is the case every few years, and it hasn't changed for hundreds of years. Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly, or you will walk slowly with your feet. I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of the flood before sunset. I'm also going to inspect the neighborhood to see if anyone has forgotten to leave and won't talk to you. The strong man in armor muttered, whipped the whip, the horse hissed, and the dust went away.

Zhou Xing stood in place and did not leave. He looked in the direction of the Qingjiang River and thought, "The Mingyue Fairy is not here, so where should I find her?" It coincides with the Qingjiang River. It's better to stay here and have a look. With my strength, I don't have to worry about anything. Maybe the moon fairy will come here.

Zhou Xing paid attention and went to pick up the snow-white monster. Since there are no mortals here, there is no need to be afraid of being seen by mortals. Before long, he sat on the snow-white monster and came to the peony pavilion again.

"Go to the riverside." Zhou Xing patted the monster's neck.

"Oh" the snow-white monster roared and slowly carried Zhou Xing to the river.

"Pung... Peng..." The river is wide, seven or eight miles, and the river is clear. You can see the swimming fish, and sometimes there is a roll of spray. At this time, there were no boats on the surface of the river. Only the river hit the shore from time to time. The river wind hit people and looked relatively calm. It seemed that there was no sign of flooding as the strong man in armor said.

At this time, after three o'clock in the afternoon, the spring sun is not strong, and it is slanted in the sky. Zhou Xing was dressed in white and sat on the snow-white monster, as one.

With the passage of time, the sun moved towards the mountain, and the shadows of Zhou Xing and the monsters were slowly elongated and reflected into the river from the shore.

Zhou Xing was not in a hurry or dry. He felt the river breeze on his face and looked at Qingjiang calmly and waited.

After another while, the sun has reached the edge of the mountain, sliding down little by little, and the warmth gradually faded away.

"Wo!" At this time, the snow-white monster suddenly roared, and the white hair all over his body stood slightly. His purple eyes were wide open and he looked upstream of the Qingjiang River. At the same time, Zhou Xing suddenly turned his head and looked straight at the upper reaches of the Qingjiang River.

At this moment, one person and one beast felt a thrilling and unfathomable pressure, as if they were just a piece of duckweed in front of him.

The snow-white monster turned around and looked at Zhou Xing, then turned around, jumped several times, left the Qingjiang River dozens of feet away, came to the top of a high-rise building, and looked at the upper reaches of the Qingjiang River.

The continuous increase of the pressure suddenly, "Boom!!!" A shocking sound of water waves suddenly sounded, as if it were falling from nine days, and the sound was horrible.

At the extreme of the eyes, a torrent of waves dozens of miles wide and hundreds of feet high are pouring wildly towards the Qingjiang River, like a wild horse with its legs, a tiger like a mountain like a wild beast. No, these are not enough to describe such a shocking scene. Where the flood passed, the green mountains on both sides, the roots of the sky and big trees rose up, and were involved in the waves, as if rushing to the center of the land of Luhuai.

Zhou Xing looked at this scene in shock. The terrible waves hit not only the green river on the earth, but also more like hitting him. His face turned pale. In front of the power of heaven and earth, he suddenly felt that he was so small, as small as an ant. Even if the silver ball is comparable to the full blow of the Jindan monk, it is not worth mentioning in front of such a natural power.

The same is true of the snow-white monster. Its eyes are covered with purple light, staring at the floods and waves raging at extremely fast speed in the distance.

At this moment, the flood and waves are still a hundred miles away, and when the water of the whole Qingjiang River appeared from the waves, it was completely turbid. Countless swimming fish jumped out of the water. They were fighting for their lives, they were trying to survive, and they felt danger.

"Wow..." Two turtles the size of a grinding disc floated from the river. They were very big and their eyes were smart. They glanced at Zhou Xing and snow-white monsters on the bank of the river, and then stepped on the river, like walking on the flat ground, turning into two lines and shooting into the distance. In the blink of an eye, they left the Qingjiang River far away.

"The medium-level monster." Zhou Xing noticed them and ignored them.

The Hongfeng came at a speed of wind and lightning. After a column of incense, it came not far from a hundred miles away, close, like a mountain range formed by a river, overwhelmingly pressing towards this side.

Zhou Xing stabilized his mind. Jiang Hong did surpass his previous guess, but with his strength, as long as Jiang Hong did not specifically attack him, there would be no danger. He looked around, the glazed pavilion of Wangjiang Tower, the peony pavilion, and a pile of houses. He couldn't help but feel that it was a pity that the river was too strong. No matter how strong these houses were, they could not bear it.

"Boom! ...Boom! ..." The afterglow of the sunset is still there, but the sky and the earth seem to be dark, and the flood in the sky has arrived in front of us.

At this critical moment, the snow-white monster white hair stood up and roared in a low voice.

"Yuan Jian, out!" Zhou Xinglang shouted, "The screen!"

"Ying..." The three-foot golden front rotated and turned into a golden barrier blocking his high place. At the same time, he took out the blue cloud umbrella, a cloud shrouded him, and the Tianyun robe on his body was full of white light.

Zhou Xing patted the monster. It seemed to have the same heart. It suddenly jumped up and was a few feet away from the ground. Zhou Xing's eyes subconsciously broke the illusion, which was golden. Zhenyuan all over his body rushed to the Qingyun umbrella.

"Boom!" At this moment, the flood, which almost covered the sun, slapped down his position, as if it were a wall, pressing down fiercely.

"Whew!" A golden and white light broke out of this huge flood peak and shot up towards the high sky. Zhou Xing sat on the snow-white monster, holding a blue cloud umbrella, and his whole body was white. Yuan Jian returned to Jin Feng and flew beside him. At the foot of the monster, a thick white cloud floated him, floating hundreds of feet high in the sky.

If other practitioners see it, they will definitely scream: get up in the clouds, and cross in the air!