Is Fu Bo Long Jun dead?

This news was completely beyond everyone's expectations. Just seconds ago, they were still trying to kill Fu Bo Long Jun and stop the heavy rain.

However, they never expected that they would receive the news of Fubo Dragon Lord's death just before arriving at Fubo Lake.

The great demon in the Qi training realm, the famous Fu Bo Long Jun in the Dongting waters, actually died like this, and died at the hands of an unknown person. This made everyone feel a sense of unreality.

"wrong!"

Liao Yuan reacted immediately and asked:

"Since Lord Fubo Long is dead, why is the rain still falling?"

Liu Yi, who was shocked by the death of Liu Yao and Fu Bo Long Jun, immediately came to his senses and pointed at He Yao and said:

"He must be a spy sent by Lord Fubolong to interfere with our judgment. He must be captured and interrogated!"

Yu Changliu did not believe He Yao's words at first, but after hearing He Yao say that a fellow Taoist Shen killed Fu Bo Long Jun, he believed He Yao's words 80%.

In today's spiritual energy tide, there are not many people who can kill a Qi training dragon with one sword, but the exiled immortal who was suspected to have discussed Taoism with the Dragon King ten thousand years ago is undoubtedly one of them.

Although the relationship between Shen Yuan and He Yao is not clear, since Shen Yuan saved He Yao, he should protect him out of both emotion and reason.

What's more, He Yao exposed the relationship between Liu Yao and Fu Bo Long Jun, which was also the result he wanted to see.

In the provincial government office, he was concerned about the power of the Liu family. If he involved the Liu family as soon as he opened his mouth, it might get bad. But now in this desolate mountain and wilderness, he naturally had no concerns.

"Master Liu, I think the first person to be arrested and interrogated should not be him, but you, Master Liu.

The Liu family sent Liu Yao to secretly collude with Fubo Longjun, and this account must be carefully settled!"

"What nonsense!" Liu Yi said angrily:

"A wild boy who came out of nowhere can accuse my Liu family at will?

If today's matter ends, my Liu family will definitely..."

"Okay, shut up!" Liao Yuan scolded in a cold voice.

Liao Yuan knew very well that the things He Yao said would be clear if he checked, so there was no need to deceive himself.

The secret transaction between Liu Yao and Fu Bo Long Jun was most likely true. Liao Yuan didn't believe that the Liu family was completely unaware of Liu Yao's involvement.

In Liao Yuan's opinion, maybe the entire Liu family was doing business with Lord Fu Bo Long.

This could also fully explain why the entire Qingzhou government office was completely unaware of the prelude to this heavy rain.

Behind all this, the Liu family is intentionally suppressing the news.

"These noble families have ruined the entire Qingzhou for their own selfish interests. They really deserve to be killed!"

But Liao Yuan knew very well that now was not the time to have a conflict with the Liu family. He could only put this idea aside for the time being and asked He Yao:

"Since the Daoist Fellow Shen you mentioned killed Lord Fubo Dragon, why hasn't the heavy rain stopped yet?"

He Yao was a little confused. He subconsciously asked, "Is there any connection between Heavy Rain and Fubo Longjun?"

Liao Yuan realized the deviation of the information and continued to ask:

"Did this heavy rain fall before or after Lord Fubolong was killed?"

He Yao remembered this very clearly and responded quickly:

"At the moment when Fubo Longjun was killed, it happened to rain heavily.

Afterwards, the water level of Fubo Lake surged and collapsed the mountain, causing a large-scale landslide. It took us a lot of effort to escape.”

Liu Yi's face lit up when he heard this, and he quickly said to Liao Yuan: "My Lord Governor, did you hear that? It was that Shen who killed Fubo Dragon Lord, and that caused the heavy rain.

Maybe the guy named Shen is behind the whole thing!"

He Yao was immediately furious: "Is the Liu family all you can do about gossip?"

Liu Yi sneered and said, "Then explain why it rained heavily when he killed Fubo Longjun?"

He Yao was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to respond.

At this time, Yu Changliu took the initiative to say: "I guarantee with my life that this heavy rain has nothing to do with Mr. Shen."

Liao Yuan frowned and said, "Okay, I will make my own decision on this matter."

He looked at He Yao again and asked:

"Do you know where Fellow Daoist Shen went?"

He Yao realized that this incident might lead to some deviations, so he avoided her gaze and did not respond. At this moment, Xu Yi, who had lost half of his teeth due to a slap in the face, spoke loudly in the crowd:

"My Lord, I know that the man surnamed Shen went to Yunmeng Village!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Yi and Liao Yuan looked at Yu Changliu.

Yunmeng Village, Longjun Temple.

The ancient and magnificent temple had already collapsed. The tall main hall was split into two by an extremely huge sword mark, leaving a deep gully on the ground.

The statue standing on the throne has all the rocks on its surface broken, and replaced by a golden body made entirely of incense.

This golden body of incense, which gathers the incense of dozens of water gods of all sizes in the three hundred miles of water area, is as heavy as a thousand pounds and can ignore the damage caused by low-level spells. Its every move can even bring down the incense divine domain to suppress the enemy's spells and magic power.

For low-level cultivators, this golden body of incense is almost unsolvable.

However, even such a golden statue is now covered with cracks all over its body, as if it were a piece of porcelain that would shatter completely at any time.

The eldest prince Ji Du looked at Shen Yuan with an ugly expression. He never expected that he, the remnant soul of a true dragon, could not defeat a human in the Qi Transformation Realm.

The seemingly random sword strike could easily break his magic and shatter his golden body.

Any defensive measures were useless against that rusty ancient bronze sword.

Moreover, a strange black mist surged on the sword marks, preventing him from using the power of incense to repair this golden body. Only three swords almost completely destroyed his golden body.

"It's a pity that most of my innate magical powers require the help of the dragon's body to be used.

If I had a suitable body, I could easily kill even Fu Bo, a mixed-blood dragon!"

The rage in Prince Jidu's heart grew stronger, but Shen Yuan still held the Huiming Sword in his hand and walked slowly forward.

Every step he took seemed to be pressing down on the heart of Prince Jidu with a tremendous force, and the looming sword light almost tore apart Prince Jidu's soul.

At this moment, Prince Jidu finally made up his mind.

"You asked for this!"

With an angry roar, the golden body of Prince Jidu that was inhabited by the incense went completely dim, and the statue collapsed.

Then, outside Yunmeng Village, in the raging muddy flood, a large amount of yellow flood water gathered into a real dragon body that was a hundred meters long, pressing down towards the entire Yunmeng Village.

"Even if I give up my potential to forge a true dragon of turbid water, I swear to kill you here!"