The cavalry dismounted and each took out a black bell the size of a palm from his arms.
They stood in a certain direction, holding the bell in one hand and pinching the seal with the other.
Judging from his skillful appearance, he has obviously practiced it many times.
At this moment, a cold and hard sound suddenly sounded between the world:
"God's grandson, why are you here? I will reach the source of the Canglan River in another forty years. Why? Are you here to congratulate me in advance on the water-turning dragon?"
"Congratulations? Haha, four-legged snake, I haven't seen it for decades, you are still so narcissistic, ridiculous!"
Turtle spirit lay in the maid's palm, raised its head and sneered.
"Don't you?"
Hei Jiao snorted coldly: "When you are in the endless wasteland, you like to stick to women. I didn't expect that in this great Jin Dynasty, you will still remain unchanged."
"I have always felt strange. Why do you like the women of the human race when you are dead turtle? Shouldn't your lust be used on the female turtle?"
"What do you know, four-legged snake? You don't understand the charm!"
"Mr. Turtle, tell you, human women are the best in the world, otherwise why do those vixen, rabbit monsters, etc. turn into beauties? Isn't it because male monsters also like human women?"
Turtle spirit stretched out his head and sneered.
When Zhao Mu heard this, he always felt that this guy was talking nonsense.
This was the first time he heard that the demon turned into a human being to seduce male monsters.
But then I thought about it, this guy was talking nonsense and seemed to make some sense.
After all, women should be tolerated by those who please themselves, and female monsters should also be tolerated by male monsters?
Well, I admit that my thoughts were contaminated by the turtle grandson!
At this time, the Turtle Spirit spoke again: "Four-legged snake, let me tell you the truth. The materials for refining the array base have been collected. Now only one dou of national luck is left. Mr. Turtle can start refining. Today, Mr. Turtle is here to collect the national luck.
of."
He suddenly flew into the air and looked at the void ahead with his small eyes: "Tsk tsk, now 60% of the national destiny of the Great Jin Dynasty has been led here by you, and your cultivation level cannot be underestimated."
"But this is the best. There is a strong national destiny gathering around the Canglan Mountains. It is suitable for Mr. Turtle to draw it. Hehe, I have to thank you very much when talking about this."
Gui Ling smiled slightly and looked down at the cavalry below: "Shake the Fengtianling, activate the Zhenxu Guiyuan Formation, and ban the national destiny of this world for me, hurry up!"
"Yes, Lord Holy Spirit Turtle!"
Hundreds of cavalry agreed in unison and immediately mobilized their true energy to inject it into the bell.
Dang chang...
The next moment, all the Fengtian bells began to shake themselves, making a crisp and extremely penetrating sound.
This ringtone seemed to contain shocking power. Wherever the sound passed, the heaven and earth near the Canglan Mountains suddenly rippled with layers of ripples.
Countless blue fogs emerged, and they were all substantial national destiny.
"What a powerful method, it can actually manifest the country's fortune!"
Zhao Mu was surprised.
"God's grandson, do you dare?"
With an angry roar, a hundred feet of black dragon suddenly appeared on the surface of Canglan River ahead.
The black dragon was wrapped around countless silk threads, and the silk threads stretched into the void, pulling a large amount of blue national fortune on him.
But at this moment, the ringtones were snatching the country's destiny with the Black Dragon.
The black dragon was extremely angry. The amount of national fortune that was driven by the water accumulation determines his future achievements after he became a dragon.
Now that he is robbed of a little bit of national fortune, his strength will be weaker after he becomes a dragon in the future. How can he not be angry?
"roar!"
The black dragon roared, and his huge body stood up. Countless silk threads tensed up with his movements, and actually caused the void to vibrate.
The cavalrymen who shook Fengtianling vomited blood one by one.
Obviously, even with the power of Fengtianling and the formation, they still cannot compete with the Black Dragon.
Gui Ling's face changed slightly: "Damn it, I seem to underestimate him a little. It took Mr. Gui to refine these Fengtianlings for twenty years, but now he still cannot completely suppress him. Do you really want me to take action?"
If it is not necessary, he really doesn't want to do it directly.
Because the black dragon now has the national fortune to protect its body, if the turtle spirit directly attacks, it will be immediately backfired by the national fortune.
That will not only not hurt the black dragon, but will instead cause him to suffer severe damage.
But now it seems that he can't do it without taking action.
"No matter what, I just suppressed Mr. Gui for a while and would not really attack him. I should not be subject to the backlash from the country's destiny, right?"
The Turtle Spirit was a little lacking in confidence, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
His small body flew up to the sky and suddenly expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a giant tortoise hundreds of feet in size.
"roar!"
The giant turtle roared angrily, and its huge body suddenly fell down, and its soles stomped on the black dragon's head.
"God's grandson, you're looking for death!"
The black dragon roared angrily, and the huge national fortune around him suddenly turned upwards, turning into a green auspicious cloud, which actually directly supported the giant tortoise.
At the same time, a series of green fogs wrapped around the giant tortoise's body along the soles of his feet, and actually dyed his body into blue.
"Ah, it hurts so much."
The Turtle Spirit was in great pain, and his huge body was trembling violently. It was obvious that the national fortune would have caused great harm to him.
However, with his suppression, the cavalrymen stabilized.
They quickly shook the Fengtianling, and the Zhenxu Guiyuan Formation shook, and a big hand formed in the void.
He stretched out his hand and kept grabbing the blue national fortunes and poured them into hundreds of Fengtian bells.
The black dragon was furious like thunder, but he could do nothing.
Of course, the turtle spirit was not feeling well. Under the continuous erosion of the country's destiny, he felt that his body was about to collapse.
But neither of them noticed that at this time, some national destiny on the edge seemed to have been triggered by something, and actually floated to a certain place in the Canglan River and then disappeared out of thin air.
After a while, hundreds of Fengtianlings had been filled with national fortunes, and the cavalry quickly closed the Zhenxu Guiyuan Formation.
Gui Ling also breathed a sigh of relief, quickly retreated, and turned into the size of a fist again, falling into the palm of the maid's palm.
"Ahem..."
He coughed up a mouthful of black blood, obviously already seriously injured.
"My mom, the loss this time is a bit big, and it actually hurts the origin. It seems that in the next twenty or thirty years, you will have to take good care of it, otherwise you will definitely leave behind hidden injuries that cannot be recovered."
"God's grandson, today's affairs are not over. I actually took away half of my country's fortune. Please wait for me. When I turn into a real dragon, I will definitely swallow you alive."
The black dragon roared loudly and was extremely furious.
"Okay, Mr. Turtle, I'll wait for you. At that time, under the Dragon Slaying Formation, I'll see how you transform into a dragon. Let's go."
Gui Ling was too seriously injured and didn't want to talk nonsense. After cursing, she took people away.
The black dragon over there also disappeared again and continued to walk towards the Canglan Mountains step by step.