Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Seeing that he was about to be hit by the thunder and lightning composed of this resentment, a white figure suddenly passed by his side.

Xiao Lin glanced intently and saw a woman in white suddenly appeared and stood in front of him.

This woman was dressed in plain clothes, with fair skin, holding a green paper umbrella in her hand, as if she was walking out of the south of the Yangtze River in the painting, with a fairy-like temperament.

But Xiao Lin had no time to appreciate the woman's appearance at this time, and anxiously shouted, "Be careful!"

"Royal!"

The woman clenched the umbrella handle with both hands and stretched the green paper umbrella ribs in her hands. With the umbrella body as the center in front of her, an invisible air wall and light shield were condensed.

The lightning attack hit the light shield with a bang, causing the white-clothed woman's body to shake suddenly, and the green paper umbrella in her hand almost fell apart by the shock.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Lin looked anxious.

"My son, go!"

The woman looked panicked, grabbed Xiao Lin's arm, and turned into a crystal blue light, enclosing the bodies of the two of them.

With a flash of blue light, Xiao Lin and the woman instantly disappeared in place, appearing in a space isolated from the river.

"Girl, where is this?" Xiao Lin asked suspiciously.

"This is my Luoshen's Ark."

The white-clothed woman put away the umbrella, her face was still pale with lingering fear: "My son, you are so brave, you dare to rush into Xuantian Hanoi."

"If it weren't for Luoshen's Ark to feel that someone is in crisis, how can you tell me if you are dead?"

Xiao Lin shrugged and smiled unceasingly.

In fact, Xiao Lin just briefly tested the strength of that giant tadpole, Qianjun Shengyi hadn't used his hole card yet.

No matter how bad it is, if it's a big deal, he will endure another severe pain, and use Qianjun Shengyi to merge with the sword of God's Blessing to summon the headless god.

No matter how great your giant tadpole is, you can never be better than the Qiongqi of Wanmoshan, right?

"My name is Xiao Lin, because a friend of mine was imprisoned at the bottom of the Xuantian River, so I came here specially."

Xiao Lin gave a gift with cupped hands, smiled and asked, "May I ask the girl's name?"

"Fangname..."

The woman looked in a trance, as if her name was so long as she was almost forgotten.

"My previous name was Ning Lan."

The woman thought for a long time, then smiled and said: "But now, I am the river god of Xuantianhe."

"River God?"

Xiao Lin was startled slightly and couldn't help showing surprise, "Could the girl be a member of the Protoss?"

"The son is joking. Although the little girl has a different physique from the mortal, how can she dare to be so arrogant as to be a god."

Ning Lan chuckled lightly, with a complex smile on her face, with a bit of bitterness and longing, as if she was reminiscing about some beautiful past.

"I was just a commoner in Beizhou. I was murdered because of my parents' feuds. In order not to be tarnished by my enemies, I came to Xuantianhe and prepared to throw myself into the river."

"But when I fell to the bottom of the river, an expert suddenly appeared. Not only did he save my life, he also presented me with a bead of water and this sturdy Luoshen's Ark."

"The expert reassures me and appoints him to be the god of the river of Xuantian River to protect the peace and tranquility of this great river."

"In order to repay the master's life-saving grace, for millions of years, the little girl has been living deep in the river and cultivating assiduously, hoping that one day, she can meet her benefactor again."

Xiao Lin took a closer look. It turned out that this beautiful and immortal woman, Cultivation Base actually reached the seventieth divine rank, and was proficient in the water element Cultivation Technique.

"Girl Ning did not hesitate to stay deep in the bottom of the river for her life-saving grace. She has been with loneliness and darkness for thousands of years, and she is worthy of blessing one party as a river god."

Xiao Lin smiled and asked, "I don't know what that expert looks like?"

"That expert is the most heroic and handsome man on this continent."

A look of longing and admiration appeared in the eyes of River God Ning Lan: "Even after millions of years, I can clearly remember what happened that day."

"That day, my heart was like stagnant water and my thoughts were ashamed. I let my own body sink into the bottom of the abyss."

"Just when I was shrouded in the fear of suffocation and Death, the man descended from the sky like a god, stepping on the beast Azure Dragon, leading me out of the dark abyss and returning to the warm sun."

"God... Azure Dragon?"

Xiao Lin originally listened very seriously, but after hearing these four words, his eyes widened in astonishment, "Miss Ning, are you sure that the sacred beast is driven by Azure Dragon?"

"It's true!"

River God Ning Lan nodded without hesitation: "Azure Dragon is the head of spirit beasts in the world, majestic in the world. In the entire Cangwu Continent, only that man is qualified to use Azure Dragon as a war rider."

"Young Master Xiao, do you also know the Azure Dragon?"

There was a gleam in the river god Ning Lan's eyes: "Don't...you know my benefactor?"

"Uh, that's it."

Xiao Lin scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, raised his hand slightly, calling out Azure Dragon from the storage ring.

"Miss Ning, is this Azure Dragon like this?"

Azure Dragon was seriously injured when he fought with Qiongqi, and he has not fully recovered his vitality. At this time, he was only one meter long, and he was still weakly asleep.

But the moment he saw Azure Dragon, Ning Lan, the god of river, shook all over, shaking violently.

"It can't be wrong, this is the Azure Dragon that the benefactor ridden at the beginning..."

"My son, you are my benefactor!"

Ning Lan's eyes were flushed, two clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Ning Lan, the god of the river, pay homage to my benefactor!"

"Miss Ning, don't be polite."

Xiao Lin hurriedly helped Ning Lan up, with a complicated wry smile on his face.

Apparently, I met an "old friend" I had never met before.

The benefactor in Ning Lan's mouth that saved her life and made her the God of the Xuantianhe River must be the Underworld Emperor before Closed Door Training!

To tell the truth, with Ming Emperor's self-respecting character, he would actually save a woman who drowned herself in the river.

This made Xiao Lin feel a little weird.

"Benevolence, Ning Lan has been following your orders and guarding the peace of this Xuantian River for millions of years."

Ning Lan choked and said, "Ning Lan originally thought he was going to be at the bottom of this dark river but for the rest of his life, he didn't expect to be able to reunite with her kindness in her lifetime..."

"Well, Miss Ning, you should call me Young Master Xiao."

Xiao Lin waved his hand and asked with a serious face, "What kind of monster is that giant tadpole just now?"

"Well... Young Master Xiao, what just attacked us was an ancient strange beast named Lei Xuan who suddenly came to Xuantianhe ten thousand years ago."

"For thousands of years, Lei Xuan has dominated the Xuantian River, becoming the most terrifying overlord in this river area. I have tried countless times to kill it, but it is not its opponent at all."

Ning Lan said bitterly: "Today, hundreds of thousands of people who want to cross the river have been buried in Lei's blood."

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