The four colored gourds swayed from side to side, growing out of a small mouth and saying, "Master, master, look at how talented you are, handsome and compelling, very elegant." Although I am just a red gourd, when I grow up and become a big gourd, I can swallow people, and when I become an old gourd, I can be as chic as an old gourd!"

Li Shuishan looked at them interestingly, couldn't bear to take them off, and whispered: "You are still very young and don't pick them, can you pick them when you grow up?"

The four-colored gourd said: "The master doesn't want me anymore, if you don't pick it today, someone else will pick it tomorrow, if you plant me, you will be responsible for us." Yes, responsible. The old gourd said to us, follow you closely in the future, and we can eat and drink spicy food. ”

Li Shuishan talked with them for a while, and finally plucked them and hung them on his waist, leaving a small tree, and the red gourd was next to the soul bell, smiling at the scenery of the mountain corner. The four gourds talked to each other vividly, hitting the clock face from time to time, causing the little soul to tear their teeth and curse, laughing at the auspicious clouds in the sky, and then retreating in fear, and the blood clouds that were pressed down were thick and dripping. With a bang, the drum sounded, and a big man in thick arms in gold armor held a dust-brown wooden stick, rolled forward to wipe the water, and splashed a gorgeous flower umbrella after smashing it.

Li Shuishan looked back, his eyes walked away, the auspicious clouds in the sky were not enough to cover the blood clouds, the mountain giant was gritting his teeth and slapping Huang Ding, suddenly the wind rolled up the surrounding smoke, inhaled it into his stomach, and then spit it out, slightly bitter, and said: "Insufficient, insufficient, it's not time yet." ”

He saw Li Shuishan coming in light steps, squinted and meditated, shrunk Huang Ding into his sleeve with a wave of his hand, turned around and walked out of the door, and said, "I can't wait." The luck of the peaks you brought is insufficient, if your master can come at this time, we will definitely have a greater chance of winning, and now, we can only fight. ”

Li Shuishan raised his hand to the sky and said, "The blood cloud is overwhelming, I don't know how long the auspicious cloud can last?"

The mountain giant drew his sword and pointed it straight to the sky, his resolute gaze crossed, and he shouted loudly: "When the battle of mountains and seas begins, we will wait for the cultivation of the peaks to be unavoidable. This way, nine deaths and one life, it is not easy. You are all the pride of the peaks, so let the souls of the dead explore the way and lead the way to the mountain. ”

He carried out a yellow light, when the yellow light erupted, his face turned pale in an instant, exhaled and sat down, the yellow light was surrounded by birds and beasts, one by one the fierce remnants of the peaks stood up, holding an illusory sword, roared and stepped out, and then went straight to the direction pointed by the mountain giant, with the yellow light on the invisible barrier, bang, drilled through a crack, they directly hit it with their bodies.

Then one, two, three, dozens of remnant souls drew their swords and crashed into the crack, and the miserable sound echoed in every monk sitting on the mountain, they clasped the gourd in their hands, their eyes were heavy, and they looked at the hundreds of remnant souls holding their swords and plunging directly into the crack. The crack mouth spread more and more, and the steaming breath of the remnant soul burst out with unprecedented power, and at this moment, they chose to explode themselves.

With a few bangs, more than half of the remnant souls turned into nothing at this moment, leaving an irreparable crack, and the mountain giant took out a few small pills in his sleeve and swallowed them into his stomach, got up and said, "If you don't enter at this time, when will you stay!?"

In the blink of an eye, countless figures soared, and the boat below drifted away, they pulled out their swords, some stood on the big boat to urge forward, and some stepped directly into the air, the golden-armored man slapped the ground and got up, the gourd on his body expanded dozens of times, and sat on it and ran away with the golden sword in his hand.

Leaving a man still beating the drum, he changed his hands and beat the drum until there was no water on his face, gritted his teeth and swallowed the big drum, got up and flew away.

Li Shuishan rose up with the mountain giant, took out the sheathed Reverse Scale Boy Sword from his sleeve, and looked at it calmly with his eyes until he walked into the crack.

Inside the crack is a scene of the sea and mountains being turned upside down, and the figures are scattered. When he was distracted, a killing intent rolled in, and a man in a straw robe was speeding in the distance, he clenched his fist and slammed it, the surrounding water waves were hundreds of feet, and the other man who was confronting him was blasted into mud before he could draw his knife, he didn't care about any magic weapon, kicked away, covered the wound on his shoulder, and hurriedly retreated.

At the place where he left, a middle-aged man in a brown robe knelt on the ground and hugged the dead man's body and wailed in pain, and shouted in his heart: "Duxiu, I will definitely kill your clan!"

He drew his knife and swallowed a blood-colored pill, and there was a vague snake shadow behind him who spit out a letter with him, and went straight to the solo cultivator who left, after the mountain giant lamented, he took Li Shuishan and landed on a low mountain, and there was a semi-oblique blood moon in the distance, and a hundred-foot toad opened its eyes, like two full moons, and its breath was like a tornado. After the monks of Zhufeng fell, several people hugged the pile and dived into the distance, the sea water was the sky, the mountain hung down like a pot, and the layers of water waves and clouds were calmly dispersed.

The Golden Armor Daoist held the golden sword and formed a sword formation and roared, "Sejin Town, Qianzhong." ”

The Taoist sitting on the gourd in the back took a breath of air, took out a piece of red spirit stone and slapped it on his chest, and spit out a delicate small sword. The body of the sword is brittle, the creases are like red leaves, and after spitting out, it is rolled into the gourd, and the mouth reads: "The gourd is long, the gourd is short, and the gourd can help the sword tide." ”

There was an old man in gray, holding a three-inch small sword in his hand, and as he slapped the hilt of the sword, bloody sword qi gushed out, and shouted loudly: "Kill that toad, take out the red stone in his heart, throw it into the water, and we can turn heaven and earth upside down." ”

The Taoist sitting on the gourd nodded and aimed the small sword at the hundred-zhang toad, the gourd under the buttocks suddenly shrank at this moment, he took it on his waist and walked away, and countless monks around him walked one after another, who knew that there were countless toads around the toad, all fifty or sixty zhang. The man who was chased by the snake shadow was chased and killed, his hair was scattered, black blood was spit out of his mouth, and he calmly raised his fist to kill back. The brown-clothed middle-aged man foamed at the mouth, his body was vigorous, and he scolded from time to time: "You child, I will definitely eat you alive today." How cruel is it for my poor disciple to kill him with your bare hands before he is twenty years old?"

There was a blood qi on Duxiu's body, but after it lasted for a short time, it was reflected on his face, spit out a mouthful of black blood, wiped it with his thick arm, and laughed arrogantly: "I have no intention of killing him, he provoked me all the way." One of the most important things about my solo practice is that people don't deceive me, I don't deceive others. This kid is skinny by nature, and if he doesn't make any sense, then I can only kill him. ”

When the middle-aged man in brown heard this, he said angrily: "Look for death!"

His pupils turned white, he reached out and grabbed the snake shadow, swallowed it in his mouth, the breath on his body soared several times at this moment, the big knife was in his hand, and the unstoppable momentum rose in an instant, saying that he had to catch up with Duxiu in everything. But his disobedient apprentice also gave him a headache, but when he was seriously injured, he brought him tea and water to save his life, and he promised to give him the way and keep him safe. Now that the white-haired person is sending the black-haired person, how can he face the many masters and apprentices in the sect?

He gritted his teeth and ran

Shang, pulling up the shadow of the knife, Duxiu also gritted his teeth, and after clenching his fist, his arm reached the root of the fist to support a stone-textured cortex, and he said in his mouth: "Three drowning fists, one punch, solid stone." ”

The punch blocked the shadow of the knife, but when the stony skin receded, a new scar was engraved on it, and then his face turned gloomy, and he hurriedly fled. It just so happened that the Taoist man behind him who was holding a gourd and holding a delicate small sword flew in, and he gritted his teeth again to follow. More Zhufeng monks in the back flew to the place where the toad was sitting, and the gray-clothed old man had a three-inch small sword hanging in the air in his palms, and there was a bloody claw on the hilt of the sword, and the teeth in his mouth were showing blood, as if it was difficult to hold on.

Several fifty or sixty toads stuck out their tongues, and ushered in a sharp sword, piercing the entire body, falling to the ground with a bang, the sound of cooing and swallowing came, and the round thunderball was thrown out and fell in the crowd, but fortunately, a Zhufeng monk slapped open the gourd and put the thunder light into it, and carefully sealed it. Then, dozens of thunderballs hung in the air, directly into the crowd. The figures who had been fighting here before were all in a hurry, but only the crazy middle-aged man in brown clothes flew numbly, and from time to time he read the names of his disciples.

While spitting white liquid, his speech was slurred, his heart was dominated by killing thoughts, and the snake shadow entered his body, especially at ease, and as the big sword in his hand fell, he slashed next to a Zhufeng monk holding a light sword. The rest of the people frowned and moved away, but he still didn't stop, and he slashed and killed again in a crazy mind, and still chanted the word grass thief. Duxiu's expression was gloomy, and he was slightly ashamed in his heart, he didn't want to kill that junior in one fell swoop. The power of that fist didn't seem to be very large, and he was reduced to pieces when he was killed like this.

He sighed and jumped out of the crowd. The middle-aged man in brown was attacked by thunder, but fortunately dispersed the snake shadow and fell down the mountain.

The Taoist holding the delicate small sword took out the gourd again, looked at the blue surface of the gourd, shook it lightly, threw out a few blue gourd seeds, turned into blue silk and landed on the sword, and then flew out by himself.

The sword was moving in a straight line, piercing several toads, but the speed was still unabated, and it flew towards the last hundred toads. The old man with the three-inch sword in his hand blew on the sword and turned around and threw it. The three-inch small sword quickly caught up with the delicate little sword, one after the other, and it was bound to kill the Baizhang Toad. The pursuit of the monks who were there before next to him would not stop because the monks of the peaks stepped in. The greed in their hearts completely covers up the threat of death, some fancy a good treasure, some want to kill people to show their happiness, and some fight together because of enmity.

The toad jumped out of its original position, and the entire upside-down mountain and sea turned over again, and Li Shuishan and the mountain giant jumped counterclockwise, landed on the back of the mountain, and looked at it with a frown. He didn't know how useful it was to kill the toad, but he only heard it sporadically, and if he threw it into the mountains and seas, he could lead to another place. What is behind the inverted mountains and seas? Is it changing layer by layer, or is it more difficult to layer by layer?

The mountain giant brushed his sleeves and said: "Only you and I can see the auspicious clouds, you just need to focus on the auspicious clouds and pull them over." This is the foundation of the invincibility of my peaks, and if there is no morale, it will definitely lose a small half. ”

Li Shuishan nodded, and saw the four little gourds jump out of their waists by themselves, running and playing, regardless of the owner's wishes. He took a deep breath and looked at the sky behind him, one after another auspicious clouds came one after another, following him non-stop, the mountain remained at the other end of the crack forever, I don't know if the little tree had grown a lot when he came back?