Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Shui Wufeng's body and mind were on Feng Yangye's body. Fuxi squeezed the Yinjue tightly in his hand and clasped it on the body of the long knife. He didn't even draw the knife, and disappeared with the knife. The shape was stopped a few meters away.

Shui Wufeng turned his eyes, the black long knife was summoned and bounced off the Emperor's chest with a shock, and flew back to his hand, "You can't get away..."

The remaining wind from the long knife blew on Feng Yangye's body. He couldn't hear what Taoist couple said to Fuxi just now, but he felt the rise and fall of Taoist couple's chest. He clenched Shui Wufeng's arm to overflow his spiritual consciousness: Two, what's wrong?"

Shui Wufeng frowned, raised his head, and stopped Feng Yangye's movement: "Don't lose your consciousness, wait a little longer," those monks took the opportunity to come to make trouble.

"Is there any danger?" Feng Yangye wanted to lie on the Taoist couple's shoulders with careful thoughts.Shui Wufeng already understood these tricks, pulled him down and held him in his arms... It's better not to let his heart know that Shizun and Fuxi are nearby.

"It's not dangerous, I'll prepare a gift for Yangye, don't look at it yet," Shui Wufeng kissed the gauze that Feng Yangye covered his eyes, and the foggy eyes of those eyes flashed in his mind.

Feng Yangye felt that Daoist's fingertips touched his earlobe, the earlobe was rubbed itchy, and the cool wind was blowing around... It was very comfortable...

The fight outside the arms was extremely fierce, the ancient Buddha was besieged, Shui Wufeng controlled the Fengtian Sword, which still did not recognize the master, with his spiritual consciousness, swept out the sword light and swallowed the dazzling Buddha's light, his way was blocked, the black long knife turned into a human form Together with several demon generals, they trapped the human emperor's escape footsteps. Seeing Shizun appearing, Fuxi still did not let down his vigilance. , when the blade-like gale approached, it was weakened to almost nothing by the barrier he set up, caressing his darling face.

It used to be like treating people like children, but now it has not changed at all, and it is even more doting... Feng Yangye is always barefoot in his arms, and he has no eyes and ears, so he can't notice what is going on at all.

More than a dozen ancient Buddhas surrounded the two of them, Fu Xi saw that they had disappeared, and the black knife chased after them. Shui Wufeng held the Fengtian Sword with one hand, and the Buddha and the devil stared at the two of them alternately. The brown-robed monk who came slowly after a group of ancient Buddhas said, "Shi Zun came here to intervene before the heavenly punishment was passed. It is really a leisurely way."

"Chijiri, you have not changed your demonic nature. You refused to accept the enlightenment and took away my divine weapon from the West Pole. Now you are still harming the emperor and causing harm to Yanxianting. If I don't surrender to you, I will inherit the name of the Buddha head who can save all living beings in vain."

"Hmph, whether to save all sentient beings or save you alone, Shi Zun naturally knows well..."

Shi Zun's face did not change, his eyes swept over the long sword in Shui Wufeng's hand, the spirit of the weapon did not fluctuate, obviously he had not yet recognized the master, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand and took out a golden lacquer staff: "All the Buddhas Formation! Subdue this demon quickly!"

Layers of water-like ripples of golden light swayed when the staff fell and paused, and more than a dozen ancient Buddhas clasped complex seals and spread Buddha light to form an array.

Shui Wufeng stood in the formation, the dilapidated shrine in front of him and a dozen indifferent ancient Buddhas all disappeared, the vast white mist gathered and dispersed several times, and the complicated pictures and texts behind him looked like distorted giant dragons.

He took a step forward, and the giant dragon roared out of the white mist in an instant. Shui Wufeng raised the Tianfeng Sword. As the blade moved, the giant dragon shattered and scattered into pictures and texts, and returned to the mist, turning into more The Jiaolong spread its teeth and danced its claws to surround it.

Shui Wufeng glanced at the group of dragons, inserted Feng Tianjian into the ground, hugged Feng Yangye and closed his eyes, dozens of flood dragons opened their mouths and bit them, and two figures appeared behind him.

A black-haired man with demonic breath swallowing the sky, and a red-robed man with a cold and ruthless body...

The two sub-souls attacked from both sides into the crowd of flood dragons, crushed each head into slag and blasted back into the fog.

The faces of the ancient Buddhas in the formation were ugly, but no one noticed that the man in black came out of the shrine and walked into the surrounding thick fog.

"Twelve... where are we going?" Feng Yangye was extremely bored, he felt that Shui Wufeng was walking around with him in his arms, there was no wind around him, it was slightly damp, probably foggy, like walking on eight on the surface of the sea.

"Where does Yang Ye want to go?" Shui Wufeng searched for the direction sent back to the natal artifact, his steps seemed to be not in a hurry, but in fact, he had already covered hundreds of miles with each step.

Fuxi seems to have been running away to the deepest part of the fairy garden... Where does it lead to?

"I'm not going anywhere, I don't want to leave you," Feng Yangye got up a little bit, his face pressed against his neck tightly, and his breath spread on the more sensitive neck, Shui Wufeng put his hand on the Taoist companion Under the buttocks, when Feng Yangye moved, his body rubbed against his palm through the cloth, the devil's mouth became dry, and his Adam's apple silently moved twice, "Yangye..."

The footsteps slowed down for a few breaths, the wave sent back by the black long knife was much weaker than before, Shui Wufeng raised his eyebrows helplessly, and quickened his pace.

After driving thousands of miles, he still hasn't reached the end of the mist in the fairy courtyard. The surrounding fog is thick and frightening. Even a large lake of water has accumulated on the ground. Shui Wufeng can also feel the impact of this fog on his cultivation base. Yu Xing began to become difficult due to the suppression of the mist. He walked on the surface of the misty water, and the deeper he went, the deeper he sank...

The reason why Fuxi fled this way is already clear, this place will certainly slow down his fleeing speed, but for getting rid of Shui Wufeng, this direction is an excellent choice.

Shui Wufeng did not hesitate and quickly chose to turn back. He would definitely sink into the water after chasing him. Feng Yangye said that he wanted to practice the way of Yushui, but it was just the beginning after all, and he was terribly afraid of the water.

After walking a few steps, he found that the way back was covered by thick fog. No matter which direction he walked, he would go deeper and deeper. The fog that connects the lake into the sea is about to flood Feng Yangye.

Fuxi sneaked under the deep water in a panic, leaving patches of blood mist everywhere he passed. The punishment of heaven on his body had become more and more serious, but he still couldn't get rid of the phantom of the divine weapon that kept chasing after him. The ghost that cannot be erased is also entangled and fetters his footsteps.

However, Shui Wufeng should also be trapped in this place at this time. Although this monster is powerful, it won't catch up immediately... He will definitely drag on for the little guy in his arms, as long as this monster is dealt with With a black knife, he can avoid Shui Wufeng's pursuit.

Fuxi also expected that Shizun could rush over, but he didn't dare to stay in the shrine... No one knew what the old monk had in mind, and Shizun had always been someone he couldn't trust in his heart.

He said he came to subdue Chijiri, but seeing how he pretended to help but let Chijiri come after him, he knew that this bald donkey probably thought that Fuxi had no chance of winning against Shui Wufeng alone, so he could help him to wait until His near-death blow and Akajiri caused both losses, but Xiji was happy to reap the benefits of the fisherman.