As soon as his calm voice fell, he stretched out his right palm towards the waterhole without hesitation.

The originally calm water surface fluctuated violently in an instant, and under the intervention of the surrounding natural energy, the blue liquid in the waterhole turned into blue mist little by little, and rushed towards the heights.

For a moment, the entire ruins were filled with an energetic blue mist except for Mian Ma's body, and then slowly dissipated in the air under the full force of Mian Ma.

It took about an hour for the entire pool of dark blue liquid to completely dissipate into mist, revealing the ice coffin containing the corpse of Shui Zexi.

Even though the waterhole was devoid of liquid, the ice coffin was still floating in mid-air.

Mian Ma took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his eyes, and slowly walked to the ice coffin.

Adhering to the professionalism of scientific personnel, he did not rudely lift the cover and take the corpse, but quietly stood in place to perceive it.

After making sure that opening the coffin would not have any adverse effect on the corpses in it, Mian Ma stretched out his left hand and made a movement of lifting up, and the surrounding natural energy began to exert force slowly, and the lid of the ice coffin was also slowly lifted.

"Squeak~"

With the sound of ice grinding, the lid of the coffin was lifted upwards and moved to the side, revealing the intact body of the king of water in the coffin, Mizusawa Creek.

Mian Ma withdrew his hand and carefully studied the corpse in front of him for a while, and after ruling out the possibility of defrauding the corpse, he used the power of the wind to control the corpse to float out slowly, and then except for some cell tissues left, all the rest were sealed into the sealing scroll and let the shadow clone bring it back to the country of the vortex.

After doing this, Mian Ma first made the shadow clone lose a living body of the lower ninja, and then used the vortex spear to delicately carve patterns on the ground that resembled sealing.

Then he carefully placed the Water Ring in the center of the sealing technique, and took advantage of the situation to pinch a seal, and shouted in a somewhat excited tone:

"Let's have a meeting that lasts more than a thousand years, the king of water, Mizusawa Creek!"

As soon as the face numbness finished speaking, the Water Ring emitted several dazzling blue lights.

"Click!"

Then there was a crisp sound, as if a thin film had been pierced, and the dark blue of the Water Ring appeared more profound, and the light emitted became more and more dazzling.

"Buzz!"

After the blue light reached its extreme, a wisp of pale blue mist drifted out from the word "water".

Seeing this, Mian Ma pressed his hands on the technique carved by the vortex spear, and shouted with a solemn expression:

"Enchantment! Open! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sealing technique on the ground emitted several dazzling white lights, spreading in all directions, enveloping a radius of a hundred meters.

At the same time as the enchantment completed the wrapping, the blue mist-like soul also completely floated out of the Water Ring, condensing into an almost physical aqua blue phantom disk and sitting in the air.

His long blue hair danced in the breeze, his armor shimmered with a dull blue light, and a trident surrounded by a golden dragon was resting horizontally on his lap, and the sound of a dragon's groan sounded in his mind just by staring at the golden dragon.

The attention of the face numb was completely absorbed by the person in front of him, and it was not until the nature around his body changed that he came back to his senses.

In the perception of the face of the numb, the nature around the blue phantom seemed to sense something, and after releasing an emotion of disgust and repulsion, it lost contact with the face of the numb.

At the same time, two streams of water surged out of thin air beside the phantom, turning into two water dragons circling around him.

Mian Ma quietly watched the scene happening in front of him, and secretly said in his heart:

"The soul alone has such might, if Mizusawa Creek is still alive, I'm afraid it will be no less than the big barrel wood Kaguya."

At this time, the soul void image sitting in the air showed signs of opening his eyes, his face was numb, and his heart tightened, and he hurriedly shouted at the living body of Xia Shinobi and the cells and tissues of Shuize Creek in his palm:

"The Art of Reincarnation in the Dirt Earth!"

Under the full force of the face numb, the soul phantom and the lower ninja emitted a violent blue light at the same time, illuminating the entire interior of the white enchantment.

Under the traction of the blue light, the cells of the soul and Mizusawa Creek slowly floated into Shimoshinobi's body, and between the light and dark changes of the blue light, Shinobi's body trembled extremely violently.

"Boom!"

A wave of qi like substance gushed out from the living body of the lower ninja, and the white robe that blew numb was rattling in the wind.

When he raised his eyes again, the living body of Shinobi had completely changed from head to toe, and was replaced by a tall man wearing blue armor and a crown standing in the center of the barrier.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his curled, thick eyelashes were trembling slightly, casting a small shadow on his eyelids.

It's just that his face and body are full of cracks, but this still can't hide the heroic spirit he reveals all over, but a few strands of blue hair under the corners of his temples add a bit of casualness to him.

"Can the following ninja body be used as a container to have such a powerful momentum? It's horrible. ”

Looking at the Shuize River that was filthy in front of him, his face was numb and he sighed in his heart.

At this time, the pair of aqua blue eyes slowly opened, and it turned slightly to take in the surrounding environment, and finally fell on the face of the numb.

“Quitesvous?”

A strange tone came from Mizusawa Creek's mouth, and although he didn't understand what he was saying at all, the terrifying sense of oppression revealed in it was very clear.

Seeing Ma looked confused, Shui Zexi's brows frowned slightly, and he spoke again:

"Who are you?"

This time, Mian Ma was the first to sense that Mizusawa Creek's voice contained powerful natural energy, and although he still couldn't understand it, the meaning of the other party was imprinted in his mind very clearly.

So Mian Ma also imitated the method of Mizusawa Creek, let the natural energy record his meaning, and answered:

"Your Excellency Mizusawa Creek, my name is Uzumaki Mianma, welcome back to the world again."

As he spoke, he had a faint smile on his numb face, and bowed slightly to Shuize Creek.

"Swirl face hemp? This fragile body is your masterpiece.

"Heh, the little ghost of the 'He' faction, what else does that guy Yunjun want me to do?"

In the end, Mizusawa's tone became thicker and thicker, and his face was numb, and he could even feel that the other party was constantly strengthening his momentum and rushing towards him.

Mian Ma waved his hand, not caring about Shui Zexi's actions, he asked with curiosity on his face:

"Yun Jun, is that the name of the Cloud Emperor? As I understand it, it's been at least 3,000 years since you died. ”

Shui Zexi's face stiffened slightly when he heard this, and he suddenly laughed wildly:

"Hahaha! 3000 years?! Yunjun, that guy is still forgotten by the world.

"Little ghost, that guy Yunjun is the emperor of the empire, I can feel that he is still in a corner of this world."

Shui Zexi looked at Mian Ma's plain and excited face, raised one eyebrow, pinched his hands gently, and two streams of translucent water came out of his hands.

Behind him and his face, the water condensed into a broad water throne, and the armrests on both sides were crawling with two whistling water dragons, and a circle of shimmering water flowed down from the back of the chair to spread the entire throne.

Shui Zexi lifted his robe and took the lead in sitting on the throne, looking at Mian Ma with great interest:

"What happened in the 3,000 years since I died?"

In the name of the whirlpool