Yanbei City.
At night, it rained heavily.
Dark clouds were rolling over the city, and thunder could be heard all the time.
This is heavy rain that has not happened in decades.
The huge body of the black dragon carries a terrifying power. Its body is covered with ferocious scars. The figure of the young Taoist priest is reflected in its vertical pupils. It muttered: "I am Ao Jiang, the Dragon King of the Black River. Please give me face, sir."
Qin Luo's robe fluttered.
The wind and rain cannot get close to him.
The golden horn is very conscious and hides under the eaves.
King Zhenbei stood behind Wang Chongming, panting heavily even though he was guarded by two top experts.
This was a crisis he had never faced before.
Qin Luo looked at the huge black dragon in front of him. He could feel the opponent's powerful dragon bloodline. This was a real dragon, much stronger than the small silver dragon in Jinghu Lake.
"Since you are the Dragon King of Heihe and are not causing trouble in Heihe, why do you care for his home and courtyard?"
"Zhu Gui is kind to this king. If you want to kill him, sir, just step over my body first."
The black dragon's vertical eyes were wary.
Qin Luo finally understood why King Zhenbei was here. There were three layers of barriers arranged by Wang Chongming, and the Black River Dragon King was here. It was very safe and he wanted to negotiate terms with him.
"Taoist Master Qin, peace is the most precious thing."
Wang Chongming didn't want to be Qin Luo's enemy.
There was a sharp light in Qin Luo's eyes, as if he could see through King Zhenbei's thoughts, "King Zhenbei, I have come so far to give you this long period of reflection, not to negotiate terms with you."
The King of Zhenbei had a dark face. He was a strong man in martial arts. At this moment, he was like a big furnace. The rainwater all over his body was evaporated before he got close. "Prince Qin, I am the one who failed to teach my son well. I am willing to apologize to Longhu Temple." .”
Qin Luo shook his head slightly. His eyes were sharp and he could see the unwillingness on King Zhenbei's face. He said calmly: "Your real mistake is that you don't know how to be respectful."
Wang Chongming smiled and tried to smooth things over, "Taoist Master Qin, since King Zhenbei has apologized, we might as well turn our hostility into friendship and reconcile the two families in the future."
Although King Zhenbei admitted his mistake, he had no intention of bowing his head. Qin Luo stepped forward again. At this moment, the wind and rain between heaven and earth became fierce.
Since the logic doesn't work.
Then you can only speak with strength.
Ao Jiang, the Dragon King of Heihe, widened his eyes angrily, "Don't be so arrogant. Don't think that this Dragon King is afraid of you."
The roar of the dragon sounded.
The black dragon spit out a bolt of lightning from its mouth.
The thunder light fell on Qin Luo. He was bathed in the thunder light, but was not harmed at all. He laughed at himself: "I usually strike others with lightning, but I didn't expect that I would also be struck by lightning."
"Just in time to try the Dragon Subduing Technique!"
Qin Luo quickly formed the magic formula with both hands, and a dazzling golden light appeared on his body, and a golden figure appeared in the sky.
"Is this a Dharma image?"
Wang Chongming looked solemn.
Only the Immortal who has overcome the tribulation can condense the Dharma.
The Tribulation-Crossing Immortal is the strongest fighting force in the world. Looking at the Daxia Dynasty, there are only a handful of existences. The Tribulation-Crossing Immortal will be suppressed by heaven in the world, and it is difficult to exert all his power unless he ascends to the immortal world.
The tall golden figure behind Qin Luo looked exactly like him, with fluttering blond hair like a god king.
Ao Jiang, the Dragon King of the Black River, sensed the danger. He soared into the sky, growing in size, calling for wind and rain along the way. Thunder surged in the black clouds. He wanted to use the thunder to deal with Qin Luo.
The length of the black dragon's body is one foot, and the golden figure is one foot long. Soon the golden figure breaks through the black clouds.
King Zhenbei's body was trembling.
Even Wang Chongming was stunned.
Ordinary Tribulation Immortals' Dharma Aspects are usually only a hundred feet long, but Qin Luo's Dharma Appearance instantly exceeded a thousand feet and continued to surge, as if to support the world.
The black dragon scurried into the clouds.
It wants to activate the powerful tribulation thunder.
Beside the pool, Qin Luo clasped his hands together, and the golden dharma image, which was unknown how many feet high, followed his hands together, but the black dragon, which was more than a hundred feet high, was swatted like a fly.
Boom!
The black clouds were shaken away.
The Black River Dragon King was severely injured by one move, with all bones broken and damaged. It fell from a high place, and finally hit the garden pool, splashing very high water.
Even though Ao Jiang, the Black River Dragon King, was not as strong as he was at his peak, he still had good strength, but he could not survive a single round in Qin Luo's hands.
Even if the Black River Dragon King is at his peak, he is like an earthworm in front of the Dharma that towers over the sky and the earth.
King Zhenbei was stunned.
One of the trump cards is gone.
The Black River Dragon King floated on the water. The pool was stained red with blood. The wind and rain became smaller and smaller. Qin Luo stepped on the black dragon's huge body and walked through the pool step by step.
The king of Zhenbei felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the elegant and easy-going young Taoist priest was like a demon. He pinned his last hope on Wang Chongming and whispered: "Strategist!"
Wang Chongming watched Qin Luo walking over.
He wisely stepped aside.
Plop!
There was no Wang Chongming in front of him.
King Zhenbei knelt directly on the ground.
Qin Luo noticed that the moment King Zhenbei knelt down, a faint golden light dissipated from his body.
The King of Zhenbei knelt at Qin Luo's feet, no longer arrogant, "Taoist Master Qin, the Prince of Zhenbei will never be an enemy of Longhu Temple in the future, including the forces related to Longhu Temple. If there is any violation, I will strike with thunder from heaven." , shattered to pieces."
"I gave you a chance!"
Qin Luo looked at King Zhenbei.
He just wanted to cooperate with Longhuguan.
King Zhenbei was a little desperate. He originally wanted to negotiate terms with Longhuguan, but he didn't expect that it would end up like this.
Wang Chongming stepped forward and saluted respectfully, "Taoist Master Qin, please give King Zhenbei another chance. After this lesson, he has understood what reverence is."
King Zhenbei's forehead fell on the cold stone slab, his soul was trembling, and he said in a trembling voice: "Taoist Master Qin, from now on, I am willing to follow the lead of the dragon and the tiger."
Qin Luo didn't answer.
He looked at King Zhenbei quietly.
The latter was kneeling on the ground, sweating like rain. The mental torture was more painful than being killed.
The king of Zhenbei suffered a lot.
If he was given another chance to choose, he would never provoke Longhuguan. The young Taoist priest in front of him could arm-wrestle with the Great Xia Imperial Master.
after a long time.
The rain stopped.
The bright moonlight shines on the garden.
Qin Luo looked at Wang Chongming and said, "Senior, for your sake, I will give him another chance."
When he came to Zhenbei Palace, Qin Luo gained a lot from those three doors. When he gained the enlightenment of creation, Wang Chongming was not only not angry, but also very happy.
He felt that Wang Chongming was quite good.
"Thank you, Taoist Master Qin"
Wang Chongming raised his hands to Qin Luo to express his gratitude.
"Thank you, Taoist Master Qin, for your noble hand!"
King Zhenbei kowtowed so violently that the floor was broken into pieces. He said excitedly: "Taoist Master Qin, whatever you want, as long as the King's Palace of Zhenbei has it, I can give it to you."
Qin Luo remembered what Song Xiao had mentioned to him and said softly: "I heard that the tariffs in the north are very heavy. Please ask the King of Zhenbei to reduce the taxes and treat the people well."
"no problem."
King Zhenbei nodded repeatedly.
After saying that, Qin Luo turned and left the garden. Jin Jiao looked at the dying black dragon in the pool and the embarrassed King Zhenbei, and then followed Qin Luo and left the Palace of King Zhenbei.
In the garden, the pool returned to calm. King Zhenbei lay limply on the ground. He had done nothing but was exhausted. It was more difficult than fighting on the battlefield. "Strategic Advisor, if I had listened to you earlier, why would I be like this?"
Wang Chongming advised him to surrender as soon as possible, but King Zhenbei was lucky and thought Qin Luo was here for peace talks.
Wang Chongming said with a smile: "Your Highness, it is not a bad thing to surrender to Longhu Temple. Look at Dachu in the north and Yue Kingdom in the west. They are attached to the Immortal Sect on the mountain and are still alive and well. If Zhenbei Palace is attached to Longhu Temple, Hu Guan, Your Highness might not be able to accomplish something great."
"It makes sense!"
King Zhenbei immediately cheered up.
Qin Luo left the Zhenbei Palace with Jin Jiao and asked Lu Ajiao to pick up the bamboo flute tomorrow. He didn't want to trouble Song Xiao, so he found a cheap inn to stay in Yanbei City.
