Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Rong Ning, who was left in the streamer by Shui Wufeng, was idle again. He looked back at the void covered by the barrier resentfully, and just feeling bored, he frowned suspiciously, scratched his scalp and touched it again. His chin crossed his chest in doubt and he muttered to himself: "Why do I feel like I forgot something..."

He squatted down and thought for a while, then suddenly patted his forehead, "That's not right, where is my junior brother?"

Thinking of Zhang Danmo who suddenly disappeared, Rong Ning was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and searched for someone in the streamer without thinking.

But it didn't take long before he yawned. The person who tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep before, now felt so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyelids immediately, and his legs became weaker and weaker. Finally, he only found a stick of incense. I yawned and lay lazily on the ground while scratching my face, closing my eyelids and fighting eyes, still muttering to comfort myself: "I'm so sleepy... I'll find my junior brother later... Anyway, he already looks like that, Shizun is stupid, Twelve is not a bad person... I should not make things difficult for him anymore... I have to sleep... Ha..."

Outside of Ohata

Shui Wufeng returned to the Profound Realm of Heaven and Earth holding his Taoist companion who had become a fool for a while, the phantom of the main hall had dissipated, and the Zhuju was as clean as before.

He stood in front of the empty bronze mirror with the person in his arms in his arms, and used his spiritual power to open the supreme artifact that had been sealed for countless years.

If Shui Wufeng after mating reveals that his cultivation level is probably between the spirit master and the second spirit master, although Feng Yangye is the incarnation of the will of the heaven and the earth, he still controls more power of the heaven and earth than hundreds of thousands of years ago, but Except for the ultimate move of Chen Guitian's Punishment, there is no tyrannical monster that can take the sky.

If Shui Wufeng really has the heart, he only needs to merge the last trace of soul to achieve the power of the spirit master. Feng Yangye still can't keep this world... But someone can't have this kind of thought, he is still planning How to suppress all the creatures in this world that can threaten the will of heaven and earth one by one, after all, even if his mind is restored to clarity, his heart is just a not so stupid fool.

The monster stared intently at the bronze mirror, a certain ignorant master of heaven and earth in his arms didn't think about anything, and concentrated on kissing his chest for a long time, as if he finally remembered that he forgot to take a breath, so he put his blushing face from He took it out of the clothes, took a quick breath, and then got into the monster's clothes again.

The bronze mirror trembled before he got in, and the Buddha Qi of the West Pole escaped from the mirror, and the image of Shui Wufeng being pierced through the chest by the Fengtian Sword in the West Pole and plunged into thick fog flashed through Feng Yangye's chaotic mind , the red light in his dantian fluctuated again in his memory, and he fell into a state of anxiety in a daze.

The slender arms wrapped around the monster's neck and hugged tightly, Feng Yangye stuck to his Taoist companion, as always afraid of losing Shui Wufeng.

"Don't be afraid... I'll help Yang Ye kill all the bad guys, and Yang Ye won't be afraid anymore," the monster felt his panic, and while comforting him, he raised his hand and drew a very familiar picture on the mirror. The complex pattern, with the little guy who dared not leave him for a moment, penetrated into the bliss of the Western Paradise.

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The Land of Ultimate Bliss, which was once filled with Buddha's light, is now filled with a majestic demonic energy mixed with the Buddha's energy. The deeper you go, the more condensed the magical energy becomes.

A tall and straight man in black hangs in the air, with a little friar at his side pulling an unusually slender monk. He looks at the thousands of Buddhist temples scattered in the sea of ​​clouds in the west pole, with doubts in his eyes.

Where did this devilish energy... come from?The scene in the bronze mirror is still the blissful state of the past, but there is only the bleakness without a Buddha in front of me, but this change is impossible in a short while, Shi Zun's behavior is gentle, but it should not be underestimated. Not to mention terrifying, the mind is also terrifying.

Shui Wufeng's eyes became vigilant. In the past, he was a demon in the world who drank wine into bliss and killed three thousand Buddhas with a smile. Going in and out of the West Pole was like a child's play, but at this moment he was surrounded by something that he couldn't help but protect in every possible way. He has cared about him all his life, and he will not tolerate the slightest mistake, not to mention that Feng Yangye was injured, but when this person frowned, his heart would constrict unbearably.

He turned his head and glanced at the person beside him, the little chaotic little guy followed him every step of the way, a pair of skinny little hands tightly clutching his palm, as if afraid that he might run away.

"Can I hold Yang Ye?" Shui Wufeng asked worriedly, Feng Yangye shook his head, and answered very simply, "No, it's inconvenient... I will be obedient, and I won't leave Wufeng..."

The wild words of the wind and sun fell, and a faint sigh came from the empty sea of ​​clouds in the western pole. The Buddha spoke, and every word was like the sound of a monk's chime. , I've been struggling for nothing...Dare to ask Your Excellency, have you ever thought about letting go?"

Shui Wufeng turned his head when he heard the sound, the clear West Pole in front of his eyes distorted instantly, thousands of Buddhist halls collapsed in an instant, turned into rubble and fly ash, the sea of ​​clouds then rolled like the setting sun shining, dyed red one by one, and countless red silks rose to cover the sky Block out the sun.

It's a formation... The monster stared at the endless red silk around him, and the sound of Shizun's chime sounded next to his ears: "The world of mortals is like a sea of ​​bitterness, and being involved in it is unspeakably painful. Hasn't the Holy King ever thought of leaving?"

It is such a mind-confusing formation again, once the secret in these words is complied with, and one's original heart is destroyed, even if one's cultivation level is monstrous, he will be trapped in the formation and cannot extricate himself, and die by self-destruct.Shui Wufeng ignored Shizun's words, he looked around for a while, the infinite red silk, Mihai, and divine consciousness stretched beyond the end...Tearing the western polar world into a formation, and melting the evil energy into the core, Shizun's handwriting is really comparable to that of a human emperor More bold and generous.

The more Shui Wufeng responded, the more erratic and disturbing the questions in the formation became: "The Holy Monarch never thought of letting himself go... Didn't he also think of letting go of the person you love? His suffering all originated from you, his pain is all because of you... Let go of this heart, and let him go..."

The teasing of a few questions, the various disasters that the Taoist couple endured in the endless years pierced Shui Wufeng's heart, and there was such a slight fluctuation in his spiritual consciousness, he held his hand tighter, and the voice in the formation continued to grow in his heart. His ears were like demons: "Shengjun... without you, his life will be nothing but suffering, free and easy... Do you really want to let him go?"

After all, it is because it is too important... Shui Wufeng's spiritual consciousness has been cultivated until now, this confusion is actually not a problem for him, but because it is related to Feng Yangye, each of the past events made his nerves ache, and also shocked his mind , the endless magic sound took advantage of the loophole and swept into the sea of ​​consciousness, lingering in his ears, urging and tormenting him...

Shui Wufeng frowned because of the troubled voice, a cold hand touched his face and wiped the wrinkles between his brows, his words were slightly anxious, like a child: "Twelve... don't listen ..."

Feng Yangye held his head with his hands and tightly covered his ears, and bit his lips as if he was holding a big apple, his eye circles and pupils were turning red: "I'll help you kill the bad guys...don't you Don't want me, I'm obedient..."

Listening to his voice, Shui Wufeng woke up from the trance without using his soul power.He glanced at the cute look of Taoist couple who was so anxious that he was about to cry, and then at the pair of little white feet that stood on tiptoe vigorously, and smiled knowingly.

The little guy is acting stupid now, but he is not affected by this formation at all: "My dear, I will not leave you. You are obedient and let me hug you, okay?" I don't wear shoes all the time, how can I bear it? Do I have to hold you or not?