With a bang, the sound of the sword sounded, and with the turn of the sword in Li Yuebai's hand, an incomparable sword qi had already risen into the sky, slashing towards Yaohua and the dragon sword in the air.

"Uncle Seven!"

Long Jiu couldn't help but exclaim, for Li Yuebai's sword qi that could even hit the previous ghost boy hard, how could she not worry about the safety of Long Jian?

The figure flashed, and at the moment when Li Yuebai's sword qi moved, Nanguang had already swept out in an instant, only to see him with a big hand, and the dragon sword that rushed was already held in his hand by him, and he directly lifted it back!

With a snap, after Nanguang brought back the dragon sword, he raised his hand and slapped a palm on the back of the dragon sword, as the dragon sword spurted out a mouthful of blood, his whole person's expression couldn't help but relax for a while, he hurriedly saluted Nanguang respectfully, and said with a grateful face: "Thank you senior!"

Nanguang waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to be polite, and then he turned his gaze and looked straight at Mo Zhi, a trace of solemnity already appeared on his face.

Long Jian smiled bitterly at Long Jiu, then he sighed and sat down slowly, trying to recover the damaged part of his body.

Although Mo Zhi did not devour his divine soul, his qi and blood and origin power were extracted a lot by the other party, and now he can be said to be greatly injured, and his strength is not as good as before.

He glanced at Mo Zhi, who was always shrouded in black mist, and said, "Old man, be careful of that Mo Zhi!"

Nanguang nodded and said, "There does seem to be something strange in his body!"

The dragon sword was taken away by Nanguang, and Li Yuebai's sword qi was still the same, slashing towards Yaohua in the air, but I don't know why, the power of his sword qi has been greatly reduced, and it can't be compared to the time when he pierced the ghost boy before.

But even so, its power is still extraordinary, not to be underestimated, Yaohua was slashed by his sword, and smashed down on the main hall with a bang, almost being split in half by him on the spot.

As a wisp of black mist escaped from Yaohua's body, Yaohua, who had a blank face and empty eyes, was shocked, and collapsed softly on the ground, which could be regarded as Xiangxiaoyu's death.

Although she knew that Yaohua's soul had been lost, and she had no skills to return to heaven, but seeing her end up like this, Luo Xian'er and Miaohua Fairy still had a trace of helplessness and unbearability on their faces.

Especially Luo Xian'er, two lines of tears had already slipped down her eyes, and she sighed gloomily: "Uncle Shi, I'm sorry!"

"Boom!"

A strange laugh came out of Mo Zhi's mouth in the black mist, and then his face flashed from the black mist, and he glanced at everyone coldly, revealing an incomprehensible smile.

I saw a change in the ten fingers of his hands, and suddenly, shrouded in him, the thick and viscous black mist slowly became as light, soft and transparent as a burst of light smoke, and Mo Zhi's whole person disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in this transparent light smoke.

Looking at Mo Zhi's sudden disappearance, the eyes of the holy boy behind him flashed, and a strange sneer flashed from the corner of his mouth.

"The past is like smoke!"

Watching it spread out gradually, it's about to be dimmed

The light smoke that filled the entire hall, Wei Wuji's face moved, and he said, "Originally, the past in the Devil's Forest was like smoke, and he made it!"

"That's not right!"

Nanguang said in a deep voice: "Be careful, this is not as simple as the past in the Devil's Forest, with the strength of Mozhi, the past it spreads is like smoke, even my old man can't underestimate it!"

"Be careful!"

Buddha Bodhi said in a low voice: "Concentrate and calm your breath and keep your heart, otherwise you will fall into an illusion, your mind will be damaged, and even your soul will be lost!"

Wei Wuji suddenly froze when he heard this, and with the movement of the ice qi in his body, with a bang, a transparent ice prison had covered Nanguang and the others, and even Luo Xian'er and the others not far away.

With a click, as the light smoke fell on Wei Wuji's ice prison, it was immediately frozen by the cold air on it, and countless ice debris fell like snowflakes, and soon covered the ground with a thin layer.

Looking at the cold air that shook like a flame on Wei Wuji's ice prison and could freeze the past like smoke, a look of surprise couldn't help but flash across Luo Xian'er's face, she turned her head sideways and bowed slightly to Wei Wuji and said, "Thank you, Wuji Daoist!"

Wei Wuji bowed slightly at Luo Xian'er and didn't make a sound.

Nanguang felt Wei Wuji's ice qi for a moment, and his face moved slightly: "Boy, the quality of your ice qi is not trivial, could it be that you have received a gift from an ancient god and demon?"

Gift?

Wei Wuji let out a long sigh in his heart, thinking of what the Immortal Ice Silkworm had done for him, he couldn't help but sigh for a while, yes, the Immortal Ice Silkworm was more than just a gift to himself!

Nanguang seemed to be extremely interested in Wei Wuji's ice qi, and he carefully sensed it and said, "The power of the ancient immortal ice silkworm, isn't ......?"

He suddenly turned his head to look at Wei Wuji and said: "Ice and fire are combined, boy, you are very courageous, you dare to do such a thing, and the quality of your fire is also high and terrifying, don't tell Lao Tzu, that fire is the immortal flame of the Shenhuang clan!"

Knowing that since Nanguang asked this question, in fact, he already had the answer in his heart, and it was useless for him to deny it, so Wei Wuji nodded and said, "By chance, I got it by luck!"

Hearing this, Nanguang glared at Wei Wuji fiercely, and then he said hatefully, "It's really fucking lucky!"

For the hint of envy in Nanguang's tone, Wei Wuji and the others couldn't help but glance at each other, and Nanhua shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly.

Only the Buddha's light on the Buddha Bodhi's body flashed, and then he looked at Wei Wuji with a solemn and serious face and said: "The power of immortality plus the power of immortality, Wuji Daoist, when you enter the reincarnation, the reincarnation realm is completed, and the power of the origin is stable, the immortal power of your body, for some people, its temptation is only afraid that it is not less than the Dao fruit of the holy child, and in some places it is even excessive, Daoist friends must be vigilant!"

Wei Wuji's expression turned grim when he heard this, and he said, "Daoyou means ......"

Buddha Bodhi bowed his head and said, "No."

Wrong, that's what you think, the power of immortality and immortality, for those who desire to penetrate the secrets of immortality and immortality, its allure is simply beyond your imagination!"

He casually glanced at Luo Xian'er not far away and said, "Especially the Immortal Clan and the Divine Clan, you have to pay extra attention!"

Thinking of the mysterious force behind the black owl and everything that had been done for the immortal ice silkworm for so many years, Wei Wuji nodded and said, "Thank you for reminding you!"

"Jun Ben is not guilty, but he is guilty, it has been done since ancient times!"

Nanguang also looked at Wei Wuji with a serious face and said, "Boy, hurry up and find a strong backer, otherwise, the stronger your strength, the more dangerous it is!"

After speaking, he looked at Long Jiu with a playful expression: "Otherwise, you just join the Dragon Clan, with the Dragon Clan as your backer, I think I will be able to protect you for a while!"

A touch of Feixia directly dyed Long Jiu's white jade-like face into a piece of red, she stared at Nanguang, gritted her teeth hatefully, and said, "Old man, it seems that you really have itchy skin!"

For Nanguang, he laughed and said: "Men should get married, women should get married, it's a matter of course, although your dragon people don't have the habit of marrying outside, but there are a lot of things to do, Xiao Nizi, you might as well think about it!"

"You ......"

Seeing that Nanguang seemed to be deliberately holding on to this matter, Long Jiu couldn't help but snort angrily, and then turned his head straight away, ignoring him anymore! Knowing that Nanguang's words were indeed reasonable to a certain extent, Wei Wuji couldn't help but shake his head and look helpless about his approach, and then he couldn't help but wonder why Nanhua had been silent this time and didn't say anything.

He looked sideways and saw that Nanhua was looking blankly, looking at himself with a dull face, and his expression was like a stupid.

"Nanhua!"

Wei Wuji let out a low snort, and then his heart sank and said, "It's not good, Nanhua has been recruited!"

"Damn, it's so powerful!"

Nanguang shouted angrily, and with a bang, a flaming volcano had been suspended above everyone, and then he glanced around with a solemn face, trying to find Mo Zhi.

It's a pity that Mozhi is like the smoke of the past, ethereal, and there is no way to discover it.

Fortunately, in this short moment, when he turned around, he saw that except for the Buddha Bodhi and Long Jiu who were shining with Buddha light around him, as well as Luo Xian'er and Li Yuebai not far away, the rest of the people, including Wei Wuji, were all in a state of stupor, immersed in the illusion like Nanhua.

Nanguang said with a straight face: "It's a big trouble now!"

Buddha Bodhi's face was also cautious: "Among these people, Wuji Daoist friends have the heaviest obsession, I'm afraid this level is not easy!"

Long Jiu said with a look of resentment: "It's a pity that this girl's cultivation is too low, otherwise, with a dragon groan, any illusion will be broken for him!"

"Hey!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Zhi's past was like smoke or passed through Wei Wouji's ice qi and caused everyone to fall into an illusion, Nanguang glanced at Nan Hua and Wei Wouji, sighed and said, "Now they can only rely on themselves!"

A gleam of light shone out of his eyes,

He slowly glanced around and said, "Dare to play this game in front of Lao Tzu, Mo Zhi, don't let Lao Tzu find you!"

Feeling the thick murderous aura emanating from Nanguang's body, as well as the momentum on his body that suddenly became extremely fierce, Buddha Bodhi and Long Jiu couldn't help but be in unison, it seemed that Nanguang was already really angry!

"What is this?"

In the midst of the ice and snow, Wei Wuji looked at the thin and weak figure in front of him in a daze, and he felt that the person himself was extremely kind and familiar.

The moment he felt it, he suddenly found that his consciousness was blurry, and he couldn't feel anything anymore.

Ice and snow, everything is empty, at a glance, it seems that there is no end, full of endless slaughter and despair, at least for a child who is only three or four years old, everything here represents a kind of death and end!

The boy looked up at the white surroundings, and then walked forward again in silence, the snow was too deep, but fortunately he was very lightweight, so although he sank deep with each step, he was not unable to pull up his feet.

However, even so, the physical strength required for each step he took was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, far from what his small body could bear, and he didn't know where he got the perseverance to go so far in this ice and snow without falling into this snow.

(End of chapter)