With the power of pure water, Ziyi turned into dust and slipped into the cracks of the tangled magic circle.

As soon as he entered the Mongolian realm, he was first attracted by the huge full moon not far away, and the sound of ping pong with swords striking each other seemed to be heard in the full moon, and sparks flew in all directions.

Ziyi got up and came to the cliff. The four sparks dissipated, and in an instant, all the life seemed to be diluted. Above the full moon, there was only gray dust, silently scattered, obscuring the entire huge full moon even more strangely.

Ziyi frowned, first covered his mouth and nose, and then looked around, and on a branch under the cliff, there was a dazzling red ribbon hanging on it. The night pearl adorned on it shone faintly in the gray world

Ziyi was happy in his heart, this object was owned by Yue Lao Motong, Ziyi got up and flew towards the bottom of the cliff.

Just entered the cliff, but was pulled by an inexplicable force, missed the red bandana, and fell straight down

"It seems that there is a protective magic circle here" Ziyi muttered to himself, with a wave of his right arm, a white auspicious cloud appeared on the sole of his foot, but there was an extra long sword on his right arm.

The sword body is slender, with an iridescent aura, but there is a long tassel at the end of the sword, which is inlaid with a delicate and delicate jade Ruyi, which is so incompatible with the overall spirit of the sword body.

Ziyi controlled the direction of the auspicious clouds, avoiding the rocks and intertwined branches of the ancient trees around him, and looked down towards the gray light. The sword was only attached to the right arm and did not activate.

At the same time, there was a large mouth of a black hole under the ancient tree. Something inside was desperately crawling out, in the gray air, what kept appearing was a wandering spirit with mutilated limbs, Ziyi held his breath, but the bursts of fishy smell still rushed towards him.

Ziyi waved his right arm, the long sword came out of the sheath, and the roar brought out by the sword body was like a hundred phoenixes singing together, and above the handsome face like jade, it contained thousands of years of ice.

said that it was too late, and the iridescent aura brought out by the long sword approached silently, and the demons at the entrance of the cave, those guys had no intention of stopping.

On the contrary, at a faster speed, he pounced on Ziyi, who tossed and turned in mid-air, and where the sword fell, there were constantly broken limbs, floating in mid-air.

Ziyi's brows were slightly locked, and he withdrew the long sword into the sheath with his negative hand, still pounced on him. The demons with incomplete limbs stopped, some were still dormant at the entrance of the cave, and most of them stopped in mid-air, waiting for the follow-up development of the situation.

Ziyi Shangxian in a static state, the sword is back sheathed. His eyes were locked, his hands were folded, and a faint iridescent aura rose from the sword body of the sword that was back in the sheath, and in the direction of the sword qi flying, a ray of light popped out from his right hand, and this light met with the sword qi in mid-air, stirring up layers of water curtains.

The demons who were still watching around sank down, screamed, and pounced on Ziyi, but the victory they expected did not come as scheduled, but the demons who touched the water curtain were instantly trapped in the water droplets, and within a quarter of an hour, most of the demons with mutilated limbs were covered by the water droplets and floated in mid-air.

An extremely hoarse voice came from inside the cave, "Stop, this water curtain originates from Nuwa Niangniang, how can you demons break through"

"I don't know if these evil obstacles are the visit of Ziyi Shangxian from the Pure Water Fairyland, please forgive me for the offense."

Ziyi put away his cold face, and just smiled lightly, "It's good to say, the Pure Water Fairyland and the Mongolian Realm have nothing to do with each other, Ziyi didn't practice this Dao method, but this Immortal Daoist friend Yue Lao Mo Tong strayed into the Mongolian Realm, and at this time life and death are unknown, so please make it convenient for Lord Fusheng."

"But the immortals know the existence of floating beings?" The gray soul trembled in surprise.

"Everything is like nothing, and rebirth is like a dream. Only with ** can we experience emotional wounds, there is a way to be affectionate, and the Tao is ruthless, and this immortal cannot be broken. Ziyi turned his head towards Fusheng, and there seemed to be a faint sadness on his face.

"Everything has a cause and effect, maybe the time has not come, why bother to be attached to this, you are now detained so many wandering souls here, you have broken the natural laws of the Three Realms, this immortal is only afraid, the emperor will blame in the future, these wandering souls are afraid to be buried with you"

"That's right, the Tao is natural, it's a pity that this way is not the other way, even so, the Tao is not the same" Fusheng's face moved distortedly

"You and I can meet in the Mongolian realm, and it's fate, why don't you try it?"

"Ziyi doesn't want to be embarrassed by Fusheng, besides, Nuwa Niangniang's heart is only to make up for the sky and help others, and she has no intention of killing."

"Why should the adult talk nonsense with him, his water purification fairyland is just a tear of Nuwa Niangniang, how can it be compared with the adult, the adult is the spiritual stone that mends the corner of the sky, and blames the emperor for being eccentric, only caring about his own beauty, but he robbed the love of the adult, and imprisoned the adult in the Mongolian realm that does not see the light of day. My lord," said a wandering spirit floating in mid-air as it struggled as it was imprisoned in a drop of water

But he was only halfway through his words, but he was cut off by Fusheng, "Eventful!" As he spoke, a gray light scattered in the droplet of water that he had just spoken, and the demon in the droplet only opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, so he could only stare at it with a dumb voice.

Ziyi frowned, if he responded to Fusheng's request, he didn't know when this battle would be stopped, if it was too late, he was afraid that Mo Tong and Yan Luo would die in Huangquan and become one of the wandering spirits in this Mongolian realm, but I was afraid that it would be difficult for him to get out of it at that time.

He groaned slightly, always with a gentle smile on his face, but Fusheng said anxiously, "Ziyi is an immortal, but have you thought about it clearly?" “

Ziyi turned his head and looked at Fusheng intently, and then said word by word, "Fusheng, Fusheng, you have dreamed for so many years, but you are still so timid-small-like a mouse"

"Cowardly?"

"Not only cowardly, but also pitiful and contemptible"

The floating soul suddenly swelled a lot, and with a bang, the gray skin broke away, and a handsome man in gray stood in front of Ziyi

A pretty face flushed, and her right hand pointed at Ziyi, "You, you try again"

Ziyi smiled triumphantly, "If I don't say so, how can you show up?"

"You! That's it, it's not just one person who says it's pitiful today."

"Oh? You also know the character of the ink pupil, so you don't have to mind it so much."

"If it was the old moon and the ink pupil, Fusheng wouldn't be so mindful, but this word came from the mouth of a little demon, Fusheng really couldn't swallow this breath" Fusheng said and shook his hand, and the opening of the black hole under the ground disappeared into invisibility.