Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Shui Wufeng's fingers hovered over the edge of his Taoist companion's eye sockets, the anger he had restrained for a long time leaked out little by little, he looked at Fuxi with a sneer, "...well, then today I'm here to defy the sky Duo Ren Huang's eyes are healed."

When he finished his words, the killing intent permeated the entire shrine, and the surrounding fog dispersed, and the Buddha's light and devilish energy were like two heavenly axes, fierce and terrifying. Fuxi frowned and opened his dantian to support the heavenly punishment, and hit with spiritual power with his back palm go.

The scene was extremely intense, the Human Sovereign's expression lost its gentleness, and he solemnly faced the heavy pressure falling from the sky... A stern light flashed in his eyes.

The golden light flowed from the formation on Feng Yangye's back, the leader's tired and peaceful sleeping face showed resistance, and the red glow in the dantian quickly appeared and swelled a bit bigger than before. Shui Wufeng expected this and protected him On the back of his heart, the few strands of spirit master's breath that he worked so hard to condense covered the formation. Fuxi's secret formation was isolated by absolute power, and the formation suddenly fell into dead silence.

"Yangye, don't be afraid..." He kissed Feng Yangye, surrounded the sect leader with devilish energy to calm him down, the swollen red light disappeared again, and Shui Wufeng's eyes flashed with darkness... ...Even if he guessed that the ray of red light would be the key to Feng Yangye's practice, he couldn't bring himself to try it because of his aversion to the method.

Renhuang noticed his movement, squinted his eyes and counterattacked with his backhand. After all, Fuxi is one of the few ancient monks in the world, and he still has the power to fight back against Chijiri with Heavenly Tribulation.

The clouds and mist in the depths of the fairy court kept fluctuating, and the immortal cultivators outside were aware of the strangeness, but the Tianjun of the fairy court did not give an order, and everyone dared not act rashly... Tianjun was clear in his heart that this was a battle between the sub-spiritual masters, and the rest People and others can only save their lives by avoiding them.

The Human Sovereign suffered another killing move, and the body under the robes could no longer bear more injuries. He finally had a dark look in his eyes, but he looked like a stranger king who was forced into a desperate situation, with sinister methods and fierce eyes. Guang Ye is especially righteous, and I have to say that Feng Yangye has actually inherited a bit of the emperor's temperament: "Chijiri, do you think you can keep him by sealing the formation on his back? The descendants of my clan They are all formed into a life, you can protect his body and soul, but you can't protect his life... If you don't fight with me, I will let him go..."

"The Emperor really thinks that you owe Yang Ye a sentence or two?" Shui Wufeng never descended from the sky from the beginning to the end, looking down at the Emperor, suppressing this man's arrogance.

"If you don't want to... you can try," Fu Xi sneered, as if he had no choice but to sacrifice himself to prevent Shui Wufeng from retreating, because he might perish today.

Shui Wufeng looked at what he was going to do, and suddenly felt a force of time emanating from Fengyangye's soul. His Taoist companion curled up tightly and was short of breath, his consciousness was trembling slightly, and he couldn't wake it up. It's like being trapped in a nightmare...

"You should know how much he has suffered from birth to now? No one has ever helped him, he has suffered all by himself, and...you know how afraid he is of water? But it can't compare to his love for you , as long as you put the things you gave him by the water, he will be locked in the water prison, and he will not let go even if he is drowned. The iron chain piercing the bone is not as scary as I told him that you may have been killed by Shizun, really It's a pity, I think his fate should not be fully awakened yet. If you don't die, he won't be so desperate that his fate will rise completely, so... put his consciousness in the past, and start all over again. He can't save himself, what do you think? What will happen to him? I have searched his soul, and a little female cultivator who accidentally learned some superficial skills seems to have set up an array to harm him like this, but you interrupted it, but unfortunately it will not happen this time, this is not a fantasy Array... This is backtracking, all his experiences are only him alone...you can't get into it..."

Shui Wufeng's face turned blue, he picked up the nameless black long knife with a wave, and flashed in front of Fuxi in an instant.

The sharp blade was aimed at the Human Sovereign's throat, and the devilish energy and Buddha's light intertwined on it seemed to swallow him up in an instant...

Shui Wufeng looked at those familiar eyes and looked up at him, his restless heart stopped violently, almost wanting to cut them off and hold them in his hand, Fuxi noticed his eyes and looked closely at him , pulling up his pale lips and laughing: "Chijiri... the fate of the world is turbulent, you should learn to look forward, if he has never suffered, he won't be in his current temperament, and you may not love him as much as you want, let the sage put it down If you don't pursue the past, this emperor will let him go... Otherwise, it would be easy to drive people crazy, but it would be bad to destroy the spiritual consciousness."

After he finished speaking, the sharp long knife pierced a little bit of skin, and the punishment of heaven struck immediately, forming another ulcer on the wound. Fuxi frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice: "If you kill me, he will be buried with you. Even if the posterity speak badly, I, Fuxi, am such a person, and all my bloodlines are doomed when they engrave this formation... If the emperor does not survive, they will all be buried with him."

The long knife was held in a stalemate, and was pulled back a bit. Fuxi was about to breathe a sigh of relief when the sharp point of the knife pierced his chest. Shui Wufeng's stern face pressed against his eyes, and the breath he exhaled was hot as fire: "You lied to me!" ..."

Fuxi grasped the blade that was stuck in his chest, and said coldly, "What did I lie to you? You don't come to take revenge...I'm already planning to let him go..."

"You don't know how to manipulate time and space at all..." Except for the spirit master, no one in this world can reverse the flow of time, even if it is just to sink the spiritual consciousness, "You dare to touch him again... What will happen if you try it! "

Taking advantage of Shui Wufeng's gaze at him before, a ray of invisible illusion that was forced into Feng Yangye's body was caught and torn apart by violent force, and blood overflowed from the corner of Fuxi's mouth... In order to scare Shui Wufeng away, he even frightened his soul. Fusing into the illusion, the soul is damaged, the punishment of heaven is still there, Shui Wufeng is completely provoked into anger, and the situation of the emperor becomes more and more irreversible.

"Twelve..." Feng Yangye, who was already in an unstable condition, was stimulated by the phantom, and even the little energy he had just raised seemed to be dispelled. Tightened in the sea of ​​consciousness, I can't feel any movement from the outside world.

"Don't be afraid, sweetheart, we won't sleep anymore, we won't have any more nightmares... Be good..." Shui Wufeng let go of the long knife, as if he couldn't see anyone else, he carefully touched the exposed part of his clothes. The small face, the sternness disappeared completely, even the sharp edges and corners on the face were softened by the gentle smile interpretation, the strong love was deepened to the extreme by the demon nature, and was suppressed to abstinence by the extinct Buddha nature. Wild love has fallen into madness in his bones.

"Well... I'm fine..." Feng Yangye's condition is not as bad as Shui Wufeng thought, the red glow dissipated in his dantian, and he seemed to blur the things in his dream in a blink of an eye, "I still have to practice hard Try to protect Aning and the others... I will not be afraid of anything... Twelve... I will not be afraid of anything if I have you."