The sword was unsheathed, the white light flashed, and the aquatic life took a few steps backwards, but the living dead who were possessed by other demons swarmed in, surrounding Liu Bo with swords and guns.

"Go and save people." Wei Dingjun threw the wooden sword to Mo Wuwen and killed the demon group with his sword, and Mo Wuwen rushed over without thinking about it.

After a few days of power consumption, the demon's combat power is not as good as before, but relying on the demons, it is gradually approaching the dragon kiln.

"Can't let them go to the Dragon Kiln!" Liu Bo sacrificed the debut talisman, the golden light filled the sky, and the living dead who rushed to the front fell down one after another, turning into wisps of gray smoke, and the gray mist shrouded the dragon kiln.

Bang bang bang, a demon with a punch, a mandrill with a leg, the Dongming Divine Beast arrived in time,

But Zhao Mingxuan, who was tiptoeing towards the dragon kiln along the side of the mountain, secretly climbed up to the dragon kiln in the chaos and inserted the porcelain pieces into the kiln head, and suddenly the whole body of the dragon kiln exuded a faint blue light, and the entire Dongming Mountain began to tremble.

"Ah, it's a failure, the Heavenly Master is going to recapture the celadon." Liu Bo swept with his sword, killing the mandrills that swarmed him.

Mo Wuwen also hurriedly jumped onto the dragon kiln, the kiln surface gradually turned blue and cracked, Wei Dingjun grabbed Zhao Mingxuan's leg and pulled it back.

Take away the celadon! Liu Bo shouted loudly in the wind, but it was too late, and the dragon kiln had cracked out, and Mo Wuwen pulled out the celadon pieces from the kiln soil, but the cracks could no longer be closed.

Boom boom boom at the foot of Dongming Mountain, a thick gray smoke rose into the air like a tornado, the sky suddenly became gray, the whole world was covered with gray rain, the showers became bigger and bigger, and the smoke rolled to the dragon kiln.

The Dongming Divine Beast jumped up and smashed its fist into the billowing smoke, the offensive was fierce, the fist wind was whistling, and the smoke faded slightly and then came back and hit the abdomen of the Dongming Divine Beast with a thunderous momentum, and the Divine Beast flew up and fell on the dragon kiln like a broken kite.

The torrential rain crackled and slammed into the dragon kiln, and the smoke suddenly escaped into the crack, and Zhao Mingxuan also put aside the unheard entanglement, and jumped into the crack with the demons.

Liu Bo sacrificed the debut Heavenly Master Fu, the golden light covered the crack, and he panted and said, "The big thing is not good, the Demon Shi Tianzun has fled into the Gray Realm, and the entrance of the cave is temporarily sealed for ten hours, unless we find the real Heavenly Master Talisman to seal the rift, otherwise the door to the Gray World will be opened, and the demon will come to harm the world at any time." ”

The remaining weak demons had no power to resist, only the corpses of the living dead and mandrills gradually turned into wisps of smoke and disappeared, and the remnants of demonic energy and some mandrills that had not had time to jump into the rift fled everywhere.

"Why can the Heavenly Master Talisman only last for ten hours?" Mo Wuwen held the porcelain piece and looked helplessly at the messy dragon kiln, locked the thousand-year-old Demon Shi Tianzun escaped from the demon well, what to do, Mo Wuwen has no way of knowing.

"Suppressing the gate to the Gray Realm requires the Mother of Heavenly Master Fu." Liu Bo stared straight at the dragon kiln, worried that the demon would break out at any time.

"How can the passage of the Heavenly Gang Pagoda be suppressed with the Heavenly Master Fu."

"The dragon kiln is where the demon soul is located, and the ordinary Fu Town will not be long, you see, I still have five Heavenly Master Fu, which can be suppressed for dozens of hours at most, and if we can't find the mother of the Heavenly Master Fu, we can only resign ourselves to fate, hey." Liu Bo took out the Heavenly Master Talisman and handed it to Mo Wuwen, and let out a long sigh.

"This is the Heavenly Master Talisman, and I have it too!" Mo Wuwen couldn't believe his eyes and almost jumped.

"Look, look." Mo Wuwen hurriedly took out the wooden slip and handed it to Uncle Liu.

"How can you have the Mother of Heavenly Master Fu!" Uncle Liu was pleasantly surprised when he held the wooden tablet.

"When I first came to Dongming Mountain, Qiankun moved to a broken temple, picked up a paper oil bag, and found this wooden tablet." I don't know if Liu Bo can understand this explanation.

"Hurry up and sacrifice the Heavenly Master Talisman, so that the demon will never come to harm the world again." Liu Bo didn't think about anything else at the moment, and his attention never left the Dragon Kiln.

The cracks in the kiln head were still bubbling with a weak blue light, and Mo Wuwen carefully inserted a wooden slip in the crack, and the blue light faded quickly, and the cracks gradually compounded into dark rocks.

"Let's go, let's go down the mountain and have a good drink, if we don't get drunk, we won't return." Wei Dingjun was excited, and finally the world was peaceful, and there were no more demons in the world from Shuo Day.

However, Liu Bo's brows became tighter and tighter, "Demon Shi Tianzun was locked for thousands of years, and his vitality was greatly injured, and in time, he will return to his normal strength, and the Heavenly Master Fu of Tiangang Pagoda is only afraid that he will not be able to stop him, in order to keep the peace of the world forever, we can only go to the gray realm and destroy him when his skills are the weakest." ”

"I'm going to the Gray Realm again." Although Mo Wuwen promised that the people of the Gray World would go back to help justice, he was still a little reluctant in his heart, after all, there are scenery everywhere in the world.

"You are a Heavenly Master, it is your duty to do the right thing for Heaven, and you must shoulder the heavy responsibility." Uncle Liu's serious appearance is quite scary, not angry but threatening.

"Heavenly Master, what kind of life is that?" Mo Wuwen is also in a conflicted mood, as the reincarnation of the Heavenly Master, he is somewhat innate with heroism, but he feels that it is difficult to shoulder the heavy responsibility of being an ordinary person.

"If the demon returns to the world, you will be the first to deal with it."

"The passages are closed, how to go to the gray world." Mo Wuwen tried to find a reason for himself, but he also knew that it would be useless.

"We close the door to and from the gray world, and the passage of the human world to live back to the gray world is another route, and the two roads exist in parallel and do not intersect with each other." Liu Bo explained with a twig on the ground.

"I understand, Uncle Liu, what you mean is that people go to the gray world is humane, demons come to the world is demons, and demons are different, no wonder I go to the gray world in a different way than demons."

"The Heavenly Master is really wise, and he can understand it at one point."

"Every time I go to the gray world, I fall from a high place, so I don't want to jump off the building and cliff everywhere with the porcelain piece, I'm afraid that I didn't jump into the gray world, but it is possible to fall down and break my bones."

"Well, let me think about it."

"Let's go down the mountain first, I haven't eaten for a day, anyway, there are still dozens of hours, let's solve the stomach problem first." Wei Dingjun was more optimistic after all, shouting to dispel the heavy atmosphere.

"You said bungee jumping, so if you jump high and jump into the gray world, and there is a safety guarantee." Mo Wuwen secretly applauded his thoughts.

"Good idea, there is a bungee jumping club in Linjiang City, I'll send you there tomorrow morning." Wei Dingjun slowed down when he heard the bungee jumping and said.

On the second day of the bungee jumping club, blue sky and white clouds, a bridge across the cliff, and the end of the unheard was ready to jump from here.

The staff checked the operation of the lashing straps, pull rings, rope hooks and pulleys one by one, and tied the ropes to the ankles of the last unknown.

Mo Wuwen stood on the pedal, stood tall and looked at the mountains and cockroaches in the distance, his arms naturally stretched upward, took a deep breath, and when the staff counted 3, 2, 1, he pushed him down.

In mid-air, he was horrified to find that the rope was broken, and he fell straight from a height, falling faster and faster, the ground was getting closer and closer, and the clearer and clearer, and the stones on the ground were like demons smiling at him evilly, and he would be greeted with blood.