The wind blew the ground, on the shore of a snow-covered lake in the south of Weizhuang, a layer of ice slag that had been frozen all the year round was blown to the sky, under the cliff of the mountain stream by the lake, the old man in green shirt stroked the ice ballast on his face, and his eyes looked at a pool of turquoise and clear lake water in front of him with a solemn expression as if waiting for something.

At this time, the woman in the blue dress carried Yang Huaiping and flew to the old man in the green shirt with a panicked expression, and behind her was a hideous and vicious appearance, exuding a huge hooked snake with a soaring murderous gas all over her body.

The old man in the green shirt looked at the woman in the blue dress with an anxious and panicked expression, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face showed a look of crying and laughing.

Just when the old man in the green shirt was still in a daze, the woman in the blue dress threw Yang Huaiping in front of the old man in the green shirt, she jumped to the old man in the green shirt and wrapped her arms around the neck of the old man in the green shirt, she stretched out her pink tongue to lick the face of the old man in the green shirt, the old man in the green shirt blocked the face of the woman in the blue dress with his hand, he smiled bitterly and said: "I said Sixi, don't lick my face now that you have become a human form, you can't be so enthusiastic!"

The woman in the blue dress turned her head and saw that the huge hooked snake was still a few feet away before it flew over, she hurriedly stuffed the blood-red sack in her hand into the hand of the old man in the green shirt, and hurriedly hid behind him.

The old man in the green shirt touched the black and silky hair on Sixi's head with pity, and he smiled indifferently, "Sixi, even if you become a human, you are still the same, you are still so timid!"

The galloping hooked snake saw the figure of the old man in green shirt, she transformed into a human form and walked to the old man in green shirt, and said in a cold tone: "Fang Wuzhi, you are about to let us go of the ghost clan, my master has woken up, and he has also fused the memories of his previous life, if you don't know how to deal with us ghost people, then the ending waiting for you can only be ashes!"

The old man in the green shirt said with a calm face: "I think you are just a junior, I advise you to leave quickly, if you speak disrespectfully in front of me again, I don't mind throwing you into the pool of blood and letting you taste the pain and suffering!"

The woman in purple glanced at the old man in green shirt with disdain, and she let out an unruly laugh from her mouth, "Fang Wuzhi, don't you claim to be a guardian of the dawn of the world, but you can't even protect your most beloved woman, what is the meaning of the Tao you are protecting!"

"The Tao is in my heart, this doesn't need you to say much, in short, with our five wills in one breath, you people of the ghost clan will not want to escape from this Weizhuang enchantment!" The old man in the green shirt stroked the strand of white hair that fell from his forehead and said loudly.

At this moment, a man in white dressed Sheng Xue, with long hair casually draped over his shoulders, and a face like an immortal in a painting, flew to the purple-clothed woman.

The purple-clothed woman knelt on the ground and stared at the white-clothed Shengxue man with a reverent expression, and said: "Venerable Lord, you are finally here, Fang Wuzhi, this old guy has captured many people of our ghost clan, he must want to throw these people into the pool of blood and turn them into fragile mortals like ants."

The white-clothed Shengxue man stared at the old man in green shirt and said with a gentle expression: "Old Fang, why do you say that you are always so unpopular, you said that you forced my Youyou people to the barren land of Weizhuang, you said that you still want to turn our noble bloodline and can soar in the sky into that kind of earth, "reptilian", have you forgotten the promise you once made to your woman!"

The old man in the green shirt took out the wine gourd from his waist and drank a few sips, he stared at the white-clothed Shengxue man with cold eyes and shouted angrily: "Pan Yuhui, you are a shameless person who is not worthy of talking nonsense in front of me, you look at what you and Ying Long Gou have born together, they are greedy and bloodthirsty, they are not as good as beasts, I will throw you ghost people into the blood pool one by one today to grind off their ferocity!"

After saying this, the old man in the green shirt untied the blood-red sack in his hand, and with a sudden wave of his hand, he threw all the Weizhuang people in the hemp yellow into the green and clear lake in front of him.

It's just that in an instant, the originally empty and clear lake water began to boil, and the lake water gradually turned into a blood-red color, and at this time, the Weizhuang people in the lake turned into monsters with hideous and fearful faces and wings behind them.

The monsters in the lake began to roar one after another, and they all cast their eager eyes on the white-clothed Shengxue man, and in the painful torture of being eroded by the blood pool, the hideous-looking phantom tribesmen in the blood pool pinned their hopes on the white-clothed Shengxue man.

The white-clothed Shengxue man smiled at the people in the blood pool and signaled that they didn't need to panic, he conjured a huge lightsaber out of thin air, and the white-clothed Shengxue man held the lightsaber and pointed at the old man in green shirt and said sharply: "Fang Wuzhi, do you dare to fight with me!"

"Why don't you dare!" The old man in the green shirt conjured up a bamboo cane out of thin air and said coldly.

Just in an instant, the two of them rose into the air, and they both flew towards the mountain stream next to the lake, and in an instant the two of them fought together, and as the two of them fought each other, the mountain rocks above the mountain stream began to collapse, and the turquoise and clear lake water splashed under the surging true qi of the two.

As soon as Yang Huaiping, who was lying on the ground, saw this kind of "fairy fight" like a battle, he couldn't help but reach out and grab the ice-covered ground and crawl into the distance to get away.

At this time, the woman in the cyan dress stopped Yang Huaiping, and she smiled indifferently: "Lao Fang said it, he said that I can't let you run away if I want to see you."

Yang Huaiping didn't pay attention to the woman in the cyan dress at all, he muttered to himself: "Immortals, can you help me again, you are also staying in my body, you and I are both prosperous and lossy, immortals, I don't want to die here, my daughter-in-law is still waiting for me at home, you said that I accidentally hung up, I haven't seen the child in my daughter-in-law's belly......"

After Yang Huaiping muttered for a long time, the blue-clad woman with a tight brow couldn't stand Yang Huaiping's nagging, and she knocked Yang Huaiping unconscious with a knife.

At this moment, the woman in purple came back to her senses from watching the battle between her lord and the old man in green shirt in the sky, and two sharp blades with red bodies spun out of thin air in her hands and rushed in the direction of Yang Huaiping and the woman in the blue dress.

The woman in the blue dress saw the woman in purple running towards her again, she grabbed Yang Huaiping's arm, pushed him behind her back, turned around and ran away.