For the old demon of Forgotten Yang, Baimei Water Mansion is a big cage, and he has no way to escape.

Therefore, when he saw the Jindan monk Hengting Ancestor suddenly appear, his first thought was not to escape, the space of Shuifu was only more than 100 miles, he had nothing to hide, no matter where he fled, he would be found out, and sooner or later he would be sniped to death.

Rather than this, it is better to stay and fight with Hengting Ancestor, maybe there will be a glimmer of life.

The old demon of Forgotten Yang does not need to fight alone, Ding Xing, who had a confrontation on Moon Island earlier, and Mo Qiuzi, who had been fighting and killing each other for several months, have all turned enemies into friends at this time, and have become allies with cold lips and teeth.

This relationship is incredible, but it really happened, under the prestige of Hengting Ancestor, even if the three of them were still enemies of life and death at the last moment, now they have to put aside their prejudices and work together to fight against Hengting Ancestor.

Dante stayed and didn't leave, but it wasn't because he was desperate, he had the moon paper door in his hand, and he could shuttle inside and outside the water mansion at any time, and he didn't need to fight like the old demon of Forget Yang.

He chose to stay because of the seven trick hearts in Mo Qiuzi's hands, he had to take a risk and try to take the seven trick hearts for himself before the Hengting Ancestor, so that he still had room for maneuver.

In addition, Hu Yanluo seems to have appeared, and he can't just run away without letting go.

Behind the ancestor of Hengting, a round of blood-colored crescent moon was suspended, and a figure of a woman who seemed to be fixed was sealed in the middle of the moon, this woman was wearing a piece of cardboard armor, and even a paper helmet was worn on her head, the silhouette was like a general's dress in the world, her face was covered by the light of the blood moon, and it was difficult to get a glimpse of her true appearance.

However, the paper armor is a tight-fitting outfit, outlining her delicate and tall figure, she should be Hu Yanluo Undoubtedly, Ding Xing thinks so, Hu Yanluo once ingested the moon trick diagram into his body, which led to the suppression of the old monster, and now that the old monster is dead, then Hu Yanluo will naturally fall into the hands of the ancestor of Hengting.

I just don't know why Hu Yanluo was sealed in the blood moon.

"The teacher died tragically, but you are pretending to be stupid here, are you a vain apprentice?" Ding Xing stored the sound into a line, straight into Mo Qiuzi's ears, this transmission has Ding Xing's mana, which can shock the soul and help Mo Qiuzi recover his will to fight.

"The revenge of killing the master is not the same as the sky!" Mo Qiuzi's eyes gradually gathered anger, and his arm stretched out violently, first summoning the little ink demon to his arm.

He longs for revenge, but he will not be reckless to charge at Hengting Ancestor, it is too dangerous to face the Jindan monk, and if he is not careful, he may be killed on the spot, he is not afraid of death, but he can't let his death be worthless.

Ding Xing saw that he was ready for battle, and said: "Even if we combine the strength of the three of us, it will be extremely difficult to defeat this person, if we are defeated, I have a way to trap this person in the Water Mansion, but I need you to give me the seven tricks!"

When Mo Qiuzi heard this, he immediately understood, Ding Xing had a second passage in and out of Baimei Water Mansion, and even the ancestor of Hengting knew nothing about this passage.

He quickly thought, that Hengting Ancestor had already grabbed the Moon Trick Diagram, in order to escape from the Water Mansion, he would definitely take back the seven Trick Hearts at any cost, if he kept the Trick Hearts on himself, when the battle came later, he would inevitably become the first target of the Hengting Ancestors.

His supernatural powers are the weakest among the three, and he can't keep his heart at all, rather than being snatched by Hengting Ancestor, it is better to hand it over to Ding Xing for safekeeping, anyway, he has no hope of revenge by himself, since Ding Xing has a way to trap Hengting Ancestor, he should follow the other party's request, which is also a way to avenge the teacher.

But......

Mo Qiuzi asked Ding Xing distrustfully: "What if I give you the trick, but you don't fight the old monster of Hengting and turn around and escape from the Water Mansion?"

Ding Xing responded with sarcasm: "If I do this, you are also to blame, your teacher for his own selfishness, murder the elders of our faction, suppress my faction fellow disciples, you should pay the price! In short, if you hand over your heart, the master's revenge is expected to be avenged, if you don't pay it, not only will your master and apprentice die miserably, but you will also have to watch the enemy live happily!"

When Mo Qiuzi heard this, he had already figured out Ding Xing's history, this was a disciple of the Qiongtai faction, and he came to Shengteng River on this trip, definitely to track down Kang Changqing and Hu Yanluo.

He turned his head to look at the blood moon, and without saying a word, he threw it all to Ding Xing.

This scene did not escape the gaze of Hengting Ancestor.

"Bring the trick!"

A palm slapped out, and with the earth-shattering whistling sound, he slashed the air and sent out a grappling palm blow towards Ding Xing, and layers of ink-colored qi palaces appeared around Ding Xing in an instant.

Bang!

Under the palm of Hengting Ancestor, he actually shattered all the Nine Palace Grid opened up by Ding Xing, but he also successfully resisted the palm power of Hengting Ancestor.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ding Xing and the three of them jumped out of the deep pit together and flew straight into the air.

Fighting in the pit was not good for them, the diameter of the deep pit was only a few miles, and it was too close to the Hengting Ancestor to make it inconvenient for them to dodge, but the Hengting Ancestor could inflict heavy damage on them if he seized an opportunity casually.

After they went to the high altitude and the battlefield expanded, they had the conditions to fight slowly.

Ding Xing stood on the Guangyuan Lotus Platform, with a treasure ruler on his head, a moon paper door hanging on his back, a magic axe in his hand, and twelve clay soldiers firmly guarding his side.

The formation of the old demon who forgot the sun was no worse than Ding Xing, and the demonic aura of his flesh body was swirling, and it gradually expanded when it took off, manifesting a red-eyed monster that was a few feet high, which was obviously his cultivation of external powers, but no matter how strong the demon body was, it couldn't block the light blow of the Jindan monk.

He threw his sleeves again, and six blood cocoons hung under his feet, like clumps of blood squirming, and as he continued to chant incantations, the blood cocoons gradually took shape, transforming into six bloody corpses similar to his physique, protecting them at his side for safety.

At the same time, that Mo Qiuzi was also doing his best without reservation, but the little ink demon on his shoulder saw that he and Ding Xing had joined forces to defend against the enemy, and began to call non-stop, as if he was asking him for something.

After he heard this, his face was slightly surprised, and he immediately transmitted the message to Ding Xing: "This fellow Daoist, our demon slave has the same source of demon blood, and my ink beast wants to fight hand in hand with the moon beast, what do you think?"

Ding Xing was not far from him: "How to join hands?

"Exactly!" Mo Qiuzi raised his hand and threw out the little ink demon and placed it between the two.

Ding Xing thought about it and released the little book demon.

After the two demons looked at each other, they exchanged words, and the little ink demon suddenly broke apart and turned into a stream of ink mist that pierced into the eyebrows of the little book demon, and the crescent moon, which was originally white, turned into black ink.

The little book demon got the fusion of the little ink demon, raised his arm and pounded his forehead, and suddenly aimed at the Hengting Ancestor who flew out of the deep pit, and shook his head and shot out the black ink crescent.