Creation Color Master

Inside the grotto, the Hengjiang bandits gathered together, sitting around a table, eating, drinking and playing. From time to time, bursts of laughter could be heard. They were having a great time.

On the other side, on the blazing bonfire, in a boiling pot, there was a pot full of meat, with a human head still tumbling inside.

Next to him, a fat middle-aged man who looked honest and simple scooped a mouthful of soup from the pot, inhaled it into his mouth, and immediately closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Just when everyone was overjoyed, under the leadership of Zhou Tai and Jiang Qin, they arrived at the cave effortlessly.

Hearing the chaotic noise coming from the cave, Zhou Tai's eyes burst into a strong murderous intent, and he said: "These guys who don't deserve to die are still living a life of drunkenness and dreaming. They have come all the way without even a sentry. Aren't they too conceited?"

"Brothers, get ready. The lord has ordered us to charge in and wipe out the Hengjiang bandits. No one should be spared."

"Kill me"

After saying that, Jiang Qin, the Six Sword Slaves and a hundred Luowang assassins rushed into the cave together.

"what"

"Who are you and how did you get in?"

"Oh no! An enemy has sneaked in. How could an enemy sneak in?"

Suddenly, the cave, which was originally bustling with activity, became quiet as a few frightened voices were heard. Everyone was shocked at the sight of the continuous emergence of people and horses.

When Chen Lin, who was in a higher position, saw this, he stood up in horror and looked at the people from Xisha below in disbelief. I never imagined how this group of people could have avoided all the traps and come here.

As Zhou Tai and Jiang Qin took the lead, the hundreds of Luowang killers following behind them also dispersed and started a crazy massacre.

At this time, Chen Lin finally reacted and jumped down from his upper position, rushing towards the Luowang killer with a big knife in his hand.

On the other side, Chu Mo stood in the cave, feeling the ever-growing spirituality within the Yin-Yang Living Beings Diagram. Chu Mo knew that Zhou Tailuo and his team had succeeded.

However, there is still something bothering Chu Mo.

Chu Mo was holding a memorial in his hand, which was the last memorial written by Cen Mingdao, whom Luo Wang had met on the bank of the Lancang River.

It seems that not only he and others have noticed it, but even people in Cangshan County have discovered the strangeness of the weather. Water and fire have been merciless since ancient times. Once a flood occurs here, it will be an unpredictable disaster. Chu Mo feels very troubled by this.

Although they had discovered the potential flood risk, they could not resolve the natural disaster with their own tiny power. As for whether they could prevent it before it happened, it was obviously unlikely. Because of connecting all the factors together, Chu Mo felt that there was a big hand in the dark controlling everything.

Thinking of this, a masked figure appeared in Chu Mo's mind.

Moreover, Chu Mo's mind and manpower have been focused on suppressing the Hengjiang bandits during this period, and he has neglected the investigation of the entire Lancang River. Now, after seeing the memorial, he suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem.

Now, looking at the memorial in his hand written by Cen Mingdao, every word of which was written with tears in his eyes and which contained a plea for the people, Chu Mo's heart was in a mess for a moment. All he could do now was to try his best to save the situation.

Finding writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, Chu Mo explained his guesses and the actual situation one by one, put them together with Cen Mingdao's memorial, and walked out of the cave.

Arriving at the cave entrance, Chu Mo released the golden-winged eagle.

"Flutter--"

Feeling the rain wetting its feathers, the golden eagle flapped its wings in dissatisfaction and made a sound to express its protest.

Chu Mo used the Beast Yuan Pill to calm the golden-winged eagle and let it fly away.

Chu Mo stared at the golden figure going away, praying silently in his heart, hoping that everything was still in time.

In the Hengjiang bandit's lair, the battle was over at this moment. Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, Zhou Tai said with cold eyes: "Bah, they actually cooked human flesh, it's really not a pity to die."

Zhengang was on the other side, directing the Luowang killers to clean up the battlefield and make finishing blows.

Part of the bodies of the Hengjiang bandits fell into the water, and a large amount of blood flowed into the river.

Under the surging river, in the rolling torrent, at the bottom of the Lancang River, a trace of blood floated over, and a coiled black water snake suddenly opened its eyes.

At this moment, two bulges appeared on its head, and its voice became deeper, carrying a hint of the power of a dragon.

"Roar--"

Its huge body suddenly stretched out, and its dark scales emitted a faint mysterious light. Its body of more than ten meters gave people a great impact. Its body swayed, connecting with the flowing river water.

The cold snake eyes looked in a certain direction, which had an inexplicable call to it. The Black Water Snake, which had a certain degree of wisdom, understood that this was the place where it transformed into a dragon.

At the same time, the instinct from its blood is also telling it that only by relying on the power of the Lancang River's water veins and successfully walking on water can it be the key to transforming into a dragon.

Now that it has finally waited for the chance to transform into a dragon, the Black Water Snake must be unable to wait any longer. It looks in that direction with a firm gaze, gathering endless power in its body, and rushes quickly towards the distance.

With the stirring of the Black Water Serpent, the river water, which was originally rushing, now fell into complete violence, like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, rolling up layers of huge waves, and sweeping in the direction of the Black Water Serpent's swimming.

Huge waves hit the cliffs on both sides, making a loud rumbling sound that echoed around like a war drum.

As the huge waves passed by, no one noticed that somewhere on the cliff that was flooded by water, a talisman was emitting a faint light.

The moment the talisman was activated, several divine servants who were hiding somewhere performing a ritual got the message and slowly stood up from their cushions.

Praying for rain continuously took a heavy toll on him, but when he thought that his plan was about to succeed, a grim smile appeared on his slightly pale face.

Then, he took out a pill, and after a brief breath to restore his spiritual power, he flew out of the cave, passed through the rain, and headed towards the direction where the black water snake was swimming.

The Black Water Serpent surfaced, its huge body rolling in the river, creating huge waves beneath it.

As it continued to roll, the waves around its body became bigger and faster than the previous one, forming a devastating force.

If one understands the principle behind this, he will understand at a glance why the Black Water Snake does this.

Walking on water and transforming into a dragon is a test from heaven. The Black Water Snake needs to fight against heaven with itself to fight for the chance to transform into a dragon. How can it be easily overcome the difficulties involved?

It needs to rely on the power of water veins and use the power of the rolling river water to help itself.

In the sky, the wind and rain suddenly came, and thunder appeared all over the sky, as if it was a manifestation of the power of heaven.

The black water snake stood in the rolling torrent of waves, raised its head, looked at the thunder in the sky with its pair of cold snake eyes, and spit out its bright red tongue.

Then, it slapped the huge waves with its tail, carrying the waves forward into the distance. Wherever it passed was like thousands of troops marching into battle, with a mighty roar, crashing waves on the shore, and clearing away rocks.

After a long journey, Shu Si stood on the cliff, looking at the violent river monster below, with a smile that he could not suppress.

"Boom--"

"Clatter--Clatter--Clatter"

A sound like a war drum came from the cave where Chu Mo was, which startled Chu Mo, who had just sat down.

"Oh no! That's the sound of waves hitting the shore. Something must have happened in the Lancang River. It's not good. Let's go check it out."

After saying that, his figure flashed and rushed towards Chu Mo, rushing into the heavy rain.