The rolled up blue waves are like thousands of waves, falling overhead in the air, crystal clear.

A small boat came to the wind, slowly approaching with their footsteps, the speed was not fast or slow, and they could only slightly resist the delay of the waves, the endless white mangs and the outline of the water island, and there was a waterfall falling into the water out of thin air.

There happened to be a water surface above, and the extra one below was a curled boat, and the reflection above was also a small boat, as if waiting for them to fall down and rest from exhaustion, but the old madman disdained to go straight into the distance, not noticing the one person and one soul who had fallen into the water, and then took off to keep his body balanced.

The old Li Guoren landed on the boat, for fear that the stream splashed in the air would fall into the wine jug.

lest they dilute the wine.

After raising his hand and taking a sip, he felt that there was no problem, and continued to fly away, following closely the figure of the old madman.

There are endless storms and waves here, and the most real thing to see is the water. Whether it is the sea water or the stream water connected to it, there is an endless fear of drowning from a distance, as if it will be swallowed up by the huge waves if it falls, and it is difficult to get rid of the shackles of water power no matter how high the cultivation is.

Passing through this watery land, the next side is to see endless peaks, similar to the peaks of the peaks, the distant peaks are directly upside down, showing the shape of a pendant, extremely dangerous, but the upper half of the waist will burst out a strong water vapor, reaching the water and air, to the other side, is a dark cloud sweeping.

The water here is constantly passed through the dark clouds, there is no thunder, and there is not even any living creature on it, let alone the existence of the rain dragon.

The baptism of rain that he had just walked through, his body was contaminated with vigorous sleepiness, Li Shuishan opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the mirror-like water surface in the distance, which appeared from time to time left and right, and if he was not careful, he might be cut.

Although the droplets fell from the dark clouds, they became an upside-down round mass in the next moment, one large and the other pointed, and the sharp edge fell, repeatedly attacking with the tip of a sword.

The old madman clapped his hands, suspended iron sword, and the mirror formed by the continuous breaking in the air, and after a long time, it became a piece of ** water, which was absorbed with gravity when they walked by, clinging to their bodies, and the old madman's robe was flicked, blowing out a great wind, rolling the rain and pressing it on the ground.

Rushing away again, Lao Li Guoren did not make a move, and was not afraid of what touched him.

When Li Shuishan saw a huge beast skull floating on the surface of the mountain peak, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and was a little surprised, this was a corpse bone skull with a width of 100 zhang and a height of 3 or 400 zhang, but from its empty and fleshless eyes, it was full of crazy killing intent, and from time to time a bloody aura gushed out.

The nose and eyes are very similar to those of the buffalo, but the three large horns on the head are extremely intimidating, the two are arranged in the back, and the front one is erect, as if it can pierce some threat, the teeth in the mouth are as wide as a room, and there is an invading cat's paw scratch on the chin, and the stone drum mark floats under it, and there is a cleaned sword mark on the neck.

Now it seems that it still retains an extremely strong impact force, and I don't know who this sword came from?

There are also many broken peaks in the half-waist, but many of the upside-down mountains are covered with sword marks, and there are even a few small swords inserted into them, leaving indelible traces.

The old madman didn't look at it, he didn't stop, he didn't need to hold on to Li Shuishan, but at this time, he grabbed it tightly with one hand, and even hugged it to the side, showing sadness, "Get out of the way." ”

He threw a ray of light out of his sleeve and pinched up a sky-high spell, "Push me." ”

"I haven't been back for a few years, and I dare to stand in my way. ”

The rain in the sky was majestic, boomed a few times, pulled up a sword light and flew away, the blue robe on the body suddenly shone brightly, and thin lines bloomed, directly blocking the rain with a corrosive atmosphere, and then a few hideous imps appeared, opening their teeth and biting fiercely, vowing to devour the old madman, but at a distance of less than a zhang, a red-eyed iron sword appeared, which rubbed against his body, leaving fragments.

The old madman roared, "See who dares to stop me." ”

A white stone flew out of his sleeve, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and slowly tore it open, revealing a delicate arm, which slowly waved away against his palm, charging a huge flame, burning for dozens of miles

Red wine.

His eyes showed pity, but he didn't hesitate at all, and swayed at the sky, directly forming endless fire, but this kind of fire was not an ordinary flame, with a trace of sword energy, he pinched the wine handle and dragged it back, opened his mouth and took a sip, looking at the ghost thing flying in the distance at great speed, drank it and squirted, and scolded: "Set fire." ”

The fiery red smoke enlarged several times around an inch of distance with the push of the palm, the wine in the jug fell obliquely, and the three lines of bright light swam on it, and the thumb-sized dragon probe spewed out a little flame to ignite the surrounding smoke rings, and rushed forward with a roar.

The little ghost black pressed and suppressed.

They are different from the souls on the side of the hidden peak, hidden in the heart, exposed and gentle, this triangular ghost thing, each hind tail is short, the upper body is broken into two, the head is large and small, and even can't distinguish the origin of the bare eyes, ears, nose and tongue, in a chaotic patchwork.

Their distorted expressions reveal a great desire for flesh and blood to fill the craving from within.

But when the old Li Guoren rushed in front of them and glared angrily, he hurriedly showed his fear, and was about to flee, but he was swallowed up by the lit flames, and his mouth read: "Wanton wine." ”

A fragrant tree of flames emerged from between the fire and water, spitting and dancing, followed by the twisting of his body, producing a kind of broken wine dizziness, folding the broken lenses around it to instantly assassinate the imp.

The old madman looked at Li Shuishan, who was even more sleepy, and shouted: "If you fall asleep, it will be difficult to wake up again." Do you know if all the way you've traveled has been in vain? Open your eyes and see how many demons are trying to devour human flesh. You see, people in the world are suffering. ”

Li Shuishan's eyelids twitched slightly.

"You are not allowed to sleep. ”

The old madman galloped to a light mountain, a coiled trunk tree, coiled on the side of the cliff, suddenly grew a mouth, revealing two poisonous stingers, each like a cold needle, close to see, is a yellow snake wrapped in skin, two eyes like dog eyes, mouth hundreds of times larger, gradually beyond the size of the tree, attracting the surrounding feng shui countercurrent, absorbing water posture mocking Tianzi, will approach him.

A roll of yellow smoke from behind him was ready to go down his back thorns, waiting for the moment to bite.

The old madman roared, grabbed an iron sword out of thin air, and the four eyes of the sword surface erupted, each with a ferocious aura, rolling up streams of bright red blood flowing, and slashing fiercely, the red iron sword light that was cut out spread out for dozens of zhang, shattering the condensed lenses, and piercing the snake's head with a pop, and was instantly sucked up, leaving a dry skull to fall into the bottomless abyss.

One foot on the tree, directly separated and collapsed.

Old Li Guoren showed sadness, looked at the rushing water curtain, and shouted: "Old madman, I haven't returned to the sword for a few years, and there are so many evil things for you to attack, if you wait for a long time, I am afraid that the monsters under the water have already crushed the water hyacinth and come to the outside of the city to wait for you to appear." ”

The old madman seemed to have guessed it, and scolded fiercely: "Evil animal. ”

"It seems that we have to inform the disciples of Zhufeng to come to suppress it, the so-called sword surface, I am afraid that the condensation will be broken soon, and the ashes we see are left, I am afraid that it will become a useless magic weapon if we wait for the next shattering. The iron sword in his hand stabbed out, and he ran to the curtain of water.

The water curtain is thin, and it passes through with a flick of the fingers, leaving a sword water bounce, shattering some flowers around, and the water splash follows the three of them for a few breaths, and it becomes a cloud of mist, which is silently pasted in the air, folded and crushed by the mirror that appears next.

The big view in front of him, but most of them are cattle, sheep, horses and dogs, and they all show disdain, a middle-aged man who does not learn and has no skills fan a big pu fan, shaking his head to read a green book, a few strokes in the shell is writing vicissitudes, three or four books at close range are pressed under his buttocks, and he sits out of the title of a scholar solidly.

After that, seeing a touch of blue light open in the flawless mirror, he raised his finger and looked at it suspiciously, and shouted: "It turned out that the predecessor of Zangfeng came, but I was waiting." In the past few years, it has been difficult to eat and drink, the little ghost kicked my bench away and made me sit unsteadily, the cattle and sheep hid and ignored me, and there was no one for me to tell. I was so bitter that I finally had someone to say. ”

The three of them rushed to the mirror, and with a bang, they saw the sword light rushing to the ground, the iron sword pierced three inches into the ground, the ghost's eye disc on it rotated, and the hilt of the sword flowed bright red blood

, the inner fold of the stars, combined with the cracks below, caused the ground to be like water, rolled into a broken skin, and the middle-aged man looked bitter.

"Oh, don't do that. I finally ate a stomach full of sweet potatoes, and this time it was going to bump me out. If you come, show up quickly, and I'll hand over to you the major events that have happened in the past few years. ”

A man with a flask jumped down, bent his knees to get up, snorted, and looked up.

The broken mirror texture, just like the traces of gecko climbing, a little bit like a new tree with branches and leaves, wrapped the edge of the cave just now, leaving a half-arm lake surface of Jingpo, and then a fingertip on it, penetrating through, behind, the black pressure of the mist curled up, full of shabby dust, a robe bloomed with blue light, the mirror that was just about to heal was hammered, and an old figure rushed in with a teenager.

After the two of them came in, the brilliance on the blue robe was caressed by him fiercely, as if pulling out, the blue light on the robe was completely pinched out, fused on his palm, and threw it out into a ball, and then struggled with a ghost head, with dozens of large tumors on his arms, his teeth were covered with blood-colored bright lines, and the conical tail behind him was wrapped in a circle, tightly impacting the barrier.

The old madman stepped back and shouted, "Open the magic circle, force these pieces out of me." ”

The ball bloomed like thunder and lightning outside, but it did not penetrate the mirror-like barrier, and even if it hit the hardest, it was only like a person hitting the cloth, forming a protruding bag, which was pressed hard by his free palm and bounced out.

The middle-aged man who shook his thighs in the back, how dare he pinch the book again, throw it on the ground, hurriedly pull up the sail of a small boat, shake it up, roll it, and it becomes a huge triangle, in the absence of wind, the old madman blows on the sail, and on the other side of the barrier slowly gushes out several small sailboats from the water, on which sit a scarecrow, each similar to human nature, but without a head.

The whining sound echoed on the side of the ghost, and the originally naked ferocity instantly turned into weakness, and they scattered and fled in fear, but several scarecrows were resurrected one after another, condensed into an iron-clad killing aura, shocking everything in front of them, and flew away from the boat, holding a black long sword in his hand, and the spark light of the slash was full of baskets, and the largest of them was a blood-colored ghost, which was cut through the head by a big sword, and disappeared.

Several scarecrows moved very quickly, and the armor on their bodies impacted the ghosts that were still running, looking at countless black shadows, the cold light from the black long sword in this hand was extremely fierce, surpassing the transcendent material forged in the hands of many monks.

Every straw on their bodies seems to have been carefully selected, the little ghost rushed into the waves once, drew the sword and flew out of the sword light, and the second wave became a hovering sword of grass, which seemed to be weak, and when the ghost thing was close to the child, it changed and hardened to kill the enemy.

After the old madman landed, the old Li Guoren hurriedly took over the confused Li Shuishan, the blue lines on his body kept flashing, as if the old madman was constantly stimulating him with aura or some means, not letting him sleep, but the weakness made people feel distressed, except for the rapid breathing, there was no substitute for the tension.

The big man almost peed his pants nervously, turned his head around with a bitter gourd face, and said with difficulty: "I have never seen so many ghosts." ”

Old Li Guoren said solemnly: "You saw it this time, congratulations." ”

The big man put the clothes on his face and wiped off the hot sweat, and continued to pull the triangular sail.

The old madman sat on the ground, drew his iron sword, and in a blink of an eye shrank it into his sleeve.

Li Shuishan muttered, "Is this the inside of the sword?"

Lao Li Guoren nodded, took out the wine jug of fruit wine and put it to his mouth, this time it was not wine, it was water, it was very sweet and delicious, "I threw out all the wine just now, leaving the sweet water that was just filled, and I have to wait until my 'drunken jug' starts to brew to taste delicious wine, you wait, don't sleep." ”

Li Shuishan showed a far-fetched smile and replied, "No." ”

The old madman rested for a moment and then got up and dragged the long sail in the hand of the big man, rolled it fiercely, pulled up the wooden rope and took off the triangular galleon, and in another scene, the ghost and evil showed a frightened face and ran away, and the scarecrow put away his sword and sat on the boat, floating on the still water, and at the same time said hoarsely: "No matter the ghost or the evil, you will die if you step into this barrier." ”