At this time, there was another breath in the sky, and the boiling ghost qi came out in a crack, and a delicate man stood in the air, his eyes were fluttering, his robe rustled, and there was a seal mark on his forehead, which carved a ghost in front of the mountain.

When the old madman saw the moment of the ghost saint, he said lightly: "The legend that there are ghosts in front of the mountain was shattered a long time ago, do you think that with yourself as a seed, you can really imitate the way of heaven to leave hope for your seed? Even if you can single-handedly manipulate the destruction of ghosts in the mountain, the beginning of the mountains and seas, you will not be able to fulfill the last wishes of your ancestors." ”

Only then did the ghost saint find that behind Li Shuishan, an old figure appeared, he looked at the sky with his back hand, looking at Tang Dao and the ghost saint, and a momentum of paving the sky unfolded, without fear.

"Who are you? My ghost saint has sacrificed a lot for the spread of the ancient ghost lineage, as a bystander, what can you mean when you say such a thing?"

The old madman sighed, raised his finger and pointed at him, and said, "With just a seal on your eyebrows, can the inheritance secret technique of your ancient ghost clan be unfolded? Can you see the other side of the sky? You are too naïve." I have seen the demise of your ancient ghost clan in the second volume of the gods, they knelt on the ground holding a newborn child ghost body, crying silently, and I also saw your ancient times when the strong man of your clan performed this technique, his eyes were bleeding, and he died tragically in the air. Do you know why?"

The Ghost Saint was silent, he had already known this answer in his heart, and said with a miserable smile: "Even if I sacrifice myself, I will send the hope of my clan out of the mountains and seas when the mountains and seas are defeated, and I will let them leave a name for my clan in front of the Heavenly Dao." ”

The old madman took a step forward and withdrew his finger.

"Heaven doesn't listen to anyone's prayers, and Heaven doesn't hear any words from you, everything is just your self-deprecation, do you know who the founder of the mountain is right?"

"It is the will of heaven and our heavenly way. ”

The Ghost Saint roared, "It's nonsense. Get out of here!"

He raised his finger and shot at the old madman, a gust of wind rose out of thin air, Tang Daoshu also shot, he rolled up a majestic mist, and there was a big beast in it that opened its eyes and let out an angry roar, that terrifying gaze was full of hatred for the sky, hatred for the Terran monks, and a deep killing intent gushed out, straight to Li Shuishan's body.

The old madman took a gentle step forward, this step seemed to be light, but the next moment it rained heavily in the sky, and this rain was very inexplicable, making the whole empty mountain ghost land more sad, and the sound of crying rose at this moment, as if there were dead souls picking up the earth, asking the one in the sky, why did you kill me? Why do you want to use our ghost intent to complete the inheritance of your clan, aren't we all ghost cultivators?

Time stood still in this moment.

At the bottom of the well, several ghost mothers who could not be found by the ghost saint suddenly woke up, and they woke up in another residual state, although the time was only half an hour, but they fused together to form a new ghost body.

The stacked ghost's eyes widened in a far, far away, and beside him sat four ghost bodies, young and young, looking at the familiar figure emerging from the ground with a serious expression, an old friend who had accompanied it for hundreds of years.

Its ghost tears fell from its cheeks, and he was also a ghost mother, but he survived, alone and survived.

"Do you know what you're going to do? ”

The breath they mixed together washed away the rain in the sky, and they wanted to incarnate into the body of the ghost mother together, and use their own strength to fight the ghost saint, want to see if there are still things they dare not do in the world?

They want to ask, why? Why?

The ghosts and ghosts in the sky gathered one by one, merging on the newborn ghost body, the old madman put down his fingers and said lightly: "I don't take it lightly, I will use your own problems to solve you." ”

The ghost saint's face was gloomy, and he looked at the ghost mother's body that kept screaming and asking him why.

"There is a price to be paid for anything, but do you know? What do we need for our ghost clan to survive every mountain and sea calamity? Is it a providential alms? But do you understand?"

The Ghost Mother Body took a step forward.

"Ghost Saint, a holy body among ghosts that I once admired, you are the purest inheritor of the ancient ghost clan, in the transmission from generation to generation, have you forgotten the instructions of your ancestors? Have you forgotten your identity?"

The ghost saint said for a moment: "Of course I haven't forgotten, and I won't."

Forget the entrustment of my ancient ghost clan. I want the ancient ghosts to be born with the sun and the moon, and they will not fall. But you are not an ancient ghost, and you do not deserve our bloodline. ”

The ghost mother's bodies emitted angry hatred, and their blood-red eyes were filled with hatred for the ghosts above the mountain.

With a bang, the body of the ghost mother smashed the fingers it pointed, making the ghost saint snort, and in the savage white mist cast by Tang Daoshu, the big beast that appeared opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the body of the ghost mother, and then, a shocking sound shattered the monstrous killing intent from the barbarism, leaving only hatred.

"Ghost Saint, tell us out loud that you have forgotten your oath?"

The ghost saint gritted his teeth and shot out, slapped it fiercely into the distance, and smashed it in with momentum.

"I have no oath, and my people will never have an oath. ”

It grabbed it fiercely, and with the vibration of the ghosts in the entire mountain, the body of the ghost mother was grabbed by him and thrown aside viciously, and Tang Daoshu threw out a huge white mist qi, rolled into an awl and smashed down.

The body of the ghost mother let out a miserable chirp, rushed out, and ran towards the ghost saint again.

The ghost saint looked at Li Shuishan in the distance and roared: "It's all you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen into such a misguided path, my ancient ghost clan has excellent talent and unrivaled courage, and the ghosts in the world can only obey my orders and submit to me." ”

The ghost saint grabbed the body of the ghost mother with one hand, tore them in one mouth, swallowed them in his stomach, and laughed hideously, but some of the ghost bodies still escaped.

The old madman said calmly: "Ghost saint, there is always reincarnation in the world, and cultivation is the same. You shouldn't be here in the present, but go back to the ancient times that belong to you, never come out, and now that you're here, don't think about changing everything, you can't change it, it's them who change you. ”

The body of the ghost mother emitted a blazing light, and he hammered the big hand of the ghost saint and jumped out, Tang Daoyu glared at the body of the ghost mother, it had a lot of resentment in its heart, if it wasn't for their exclusion of themselves before, it wouldn't have lost a lot of cultivation to the present, and now they will all die, but dying in its hands is the best relief.

"Give me death. The body of the ghost mother went straight to the ghost saint, and was swept down by a white mist from Tang Dao, and roared in her mouth: "Seal the sky!"

The old madman began to scan after seeing a powerful divine sense revealed in the sky, and said slowly: "The legend of sealing the sky is a heaven-like existence among our generation of monks, but since the land of fairy rain was destroyed by an inexplicable force, there is only one broken wall left. Not a single monk remained, not even the most powerful, unfathomable realm lord was wiped out and vanished. Since then, the land of fairy rain has become a land of nightmares. ”

"That realm lord's strength is comparable to that of the person who opened the mountain, but I don't know who is stronger and who is weaker. ”

Li Shuishan was shocked: "Then the current Fengtian ......"

The old madman said lightly: "Fengtian has become a legend of annihilation, and it only uses a tip of the cow's hair, and it can't reach the point where you can use the sky to kill people." ”

As soon as Fengtian came out, Tang Daoshu laughed, he spent nearly a hundred years in the world to study the secret of Fengtian, and now it can become the person who dominates the last Fengtian consciousness, with the advent of that powerful consciousness, it said loudly: "Fengtian, give me the suppression of the wanton ghost mother." ”

As soon as this order was given, an old face appeared in the consciousness of the sky, he opened his eyes full of vicissitudes, and said lightly: "Seal the sky!"

The rain in the sky reversed, the white eyes on the ground began to retreat, and the ground in front of Li Shuishan began to crack, as if it was about to return to the state when there was a ghost in front of the mountain.

The old madman shook his head and took a step forward, this step carried the momentum straight into the sky, broke through the clouds, broke through the sky, and rushed to the front of the Fengtian consciousness, he pointed to the old face and said, "Fengtian!"

When he said this, a meaning swirled behind him, this was the old madman's own back, constantly magnifying, and his momentum was rising.

A huge figure suddenly appeared behind the ghost saint, raised a huge fist and ran towards the old madman, there was a hanging stone rotating in the depths, but the old madman raised a finger at random, pointed at it in the air, and bang, the stone man in the mountains and seas completely disappeared.

The hanging stone also smashed into a crack in the wind, and fell in the shatter.

The consciousness in the sky clearly felt the same majesty as himself, and he adjusted his gaze and looked over, and the figure behind the old madman continued to rise,

After reaching hundreds of feet, there was a shattering, which was obviously the suppression of him by the consciousness of the sky.

But he roared, and the figure behind him rose again, and the shattering trend was even more serious, but there was another momentum that was constantly repairing.

Li Shuishan stood beside the old madman with an extremely strong coercion, and he vomited blood in his mouth.

The consciousness in the sky suddenly spoke: "I am the consciousness of sealing the sky in the land of fairy rain, the offender, please report your name, we are waiting for you to come." ”

The old madman laughed and said, "I won't go back to the land of fairy rain, I will take the last trace of your consciousness in the name of my apprentice, his name is Li Shuishan." ”

The name echoes.....

The consciousness in the sky fell on Li Shuishan's body, he had already glanced at him before, and then agreed: "Okay, I'll wait for you, ten years." ”

"Li Shuishan, I'm waiting for you ....."

In front of the mountain, there were many monks who saw the hovering consciousness in the sky, and the coercion that disappeared in the ninth layer, and they fought in the air, and the storm of battle stirred the hearts of every monk, and they stood up and flew away, with a frenzy in their chests.

Some of them are too far away to see the strong man's shot, but they still rush away without hesitation, their eyes are no longer plain gray, but a kind of extreme, that kind of desire surpasses the pursuit of many things, as if this is the scene that I don't regret seeing in my life, I must see it, I must see it clearly.

This is the strong man, the strong man who makes all the monks crazy.

When they saw a consciousness descending and a consciousness fighting, and it rained heavily for tens of thousands of miles, they remembered a legend, which was the ancient land of fairy rain.

"Is it really a legend of the Sealed Heavens?"

"What did the peak lord come to take away, and who was beside him?"

"Yes, it's the Young Peak Lord. ”

In the distance, there was a consciousness of sealing the sky, and it swept from the place of ghosts in the mountains all the way to the entire mountain and sea, and Li Shuishan's name was imprinted in the minds of every monk.

"Li Shuishan, I'm waiting for you...... Li Shuishan, we're waiting for you....."

Countless people are muttering this name, they only know the Shaofeng Lord, but many people don't know that his name is Li Shuishan.

"Who is Li Shuishan, the consciousness of Fengtian has to wait for him, this ....."

Countless monks stopped, watching the momentum that erupted from the ground rushing to the sky, and then a miserable cry came, Tang Daoshu was directly killed by the consciousness of sealing the sky, and the ghost saint who was left behind looked at the old madman lightly, and said madly: "You forced me." ”

He took a step back, tearing open the rift, and there was an ancient aura of it, full of mystery.

A ferocious aura dispersed to the sky with the ancient breath, and all the monks who came stopped walking, they had never smelled such a breath, ancient, vicissitudes..... With an unrivaled coercion.

On the ninth floor, there was an old man who stood up on the giant sword, he raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance lightly, smelled the breath, and said with a serious face: "The ancient breath, I don't know where the killing intent came from, I will also go for a while." ”

He stepped down from the big sword, slapped it at the blade, shrunk into a seven-inch sword, he raised his palm and grabbed it at the man coming in the distance, and said fiercely: "Keep this place for me, wait for me to come back." ”

The man sat with a trembling body where he had just stayed, and the next moment, the figure of the old man with vicissitudes of life appeared hundreds of miles away.

When he appeared, hundreds of monks sat on the ground and looked up at him, he reached out and grabbed the giant sword in front of him, the sword was used by the person who caught Li Shuishan before, the white-robed old man at the head of the sword showed a sharp eye, pressed the sword body, and said viciously: "Get out!"

The moment he flew off the big sword, he was glanced at by the vicissitudes of life, and turned into flesh and blood with a bang, and then he erased the consciousness on the big sword, gently slapped it into his sleeve, and looked in the direction of the old madman.

The hundreds of monks next to him didn't dare to move, they swallowed their saliva one after another, only to feel an irresistible force circling around them, the old guy with the giant sword was the strength of the middle stage of the Dao Transformation Realm, and he seemed so vulnerable in front of this person.

The old man who had vicissitudes of life stepped out of one or two hundred miles in one step, pushed away more than three hundred mountains, and said hoarsely: "Old friend, I'm here." ”