The water flow is not simple either. Every drop of water is filled with weak water patterns, which can make the contact drown on the spot.

The Taoist who was unable to find his hand and his eyes were stretched out, and two rays of light were shot out from his eyes, illuminating the depths of the canyon.

Finally, through the fog, he found a mysterious array diagram refined with countless techniques in the depths of the canyon.

"The array diagram of the sky-blocking array?" Daoist's eyes lit up, and it was indeed here!

Dao Gu Xuanzun... I am here!" The Taoist swayed his legs and shook his body. He had already shot a hundred miles away and rushed into the thunder water.

"Hahaha... Donor, you have to hold on for a long time. After I finish setting up the formation, I will come over to take over your ancient monument!"

...

The Mixed Cultivation Realm, the Great Wasteland Realm, and some mysterious valley.

The valley has clear spring water, beautiful bamboos, fresh air, and pleasant scenery. It is a truly pure land that escapes from the world.

In that pure land, there is a small lake. The lake is open and calm, and the water and sky are the same color, like a mirror. And in the center of the mirror, there is a small stone platform.

On the stone platform, an old man in a brown robe was quietly lying, and a crystal coffin was displayed beside the old man.

The old man closed his eyes and whistled around him. He seemed to be crossing the world beyond his soul, and he would wake up someday.

And in the crystal coffin next to the old man, there was also a peaceful figure lying on his face.

The old man in brown robe was Yun Liudaozu, and the figure in the crystal coffin was the tiger soul of the guard general in black mud.

After the restoration of Xuanhuang Fire, Yunliudao ancestor god Youxuming completely launched his exploration of his own Fengyun Avenue. If he cannot wake up from the ocean of the Great Dao, he will sink forever until his death.

The tiger soul sleeping in the crystal coffin is constantly comprehending the fortune given to him by Chu Tianming. If he makes any breakthrough, he will take a step forward and thus obtain the qualification to enter the semi-saint level.

But suddenly, a hairspring as thick as a hair was drilled out from the ice crystal chalcedony that formed the crystal coffin...

This strand of gossip was extremely dark, even darker than ink and more frozen than ice. Its appearance caused the already warm and cool crystal coffin to drop sharply, and a layer of ice was instantly climbing up the inside.

This hairspring kept wriggling, like a miniature earthworm, slowly squirming towards Hu Po's ears. Finally, it drilled into Hu Po's ears bit by bit, and then turned into a wisp of black gas and merged into his body.

Immediately afterwards, the cloud and tiger flow path that was lingering around Hu Po slowly dissipated, and the strange phenomena of wind and clouds continued to disappear. Until the last wisp of wind and cloud power subsided, Hu Po suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were not visible in his eyes, his eyes were pitch black, and a black airflow was faintly wrapped between his eyebrows, making his whole face look a little weird.

"Wow—"

The lid of the crystal coffin of the crystal coffin slowly moved away. "Hu Po" sat up from the crystal coffin expressionlessly, and his dark eyes turned his eyes to Yun Liudaozu.

He stood up dumbly in the crystal coffin, then stepped out of the crystal coffin, stumbled like a puppet for a few minutes, and almost fell into the mirror-like lake.

He waved his hand, twisted his body, and gradually adapted to this body.

"Jijiji..." He shouted, twisting to Yun Liudaozu.

He slowly raised his hand, and the dark aura slowly condensed on his hands. He seemed to be a tiger soul. What he used seemed to be a good thing, but the full power of Taoism was stained with a ray of dark ghost energy, which made his palm look extremely evil.

He raised his hand knife, and the breath of Yunhuliu was highly condensed. A crystal blue tiger phantom slowly appeared on his head. As he accumulated momentum, it continued to condense and shrink, and finally it all merged into his hand knife.

His dark eyes were staring at Yun Liudaozu from beginning to end, and now the latter is unprepared for the world.

[Reverse life...] He spitted ancient words, his eyes were full of fierceness, and a fierce look appeared. Immediately, his hand fell down, penetrated the mist transformed from Fengyun Avenue, and rushed to Yunliudaozu's throat, trying to behead him.

However, his hand knife fell in front of Yunlu Daozu and stopped there, unable to move forward even if it was a little bit, as if there was a magical force blocking it.

Hu Po's eyes narrowed, and he exerted force again, but no matter how hard he tried or how hard he could urge the dark force, his hand knife stayed there, without moving.

At this moment, a deep force came out of nowhere and kicked him heavily on the back, kicking him away heavily, smashing him into the lake, splashing a wave.

The waves of water sprinkled, and a force blocked Yun Liudaozu's body, so that it would not get any rain or dew.

Hu Po emerged from the water in a mess, looked around with a fierce look in his eyes, and finally found the source of the attack. He stared at the location of the stone platform and saw that there was an old bald man next to Yun Liudaozu.

The bald old man stood on the stone platform with his back slightly hunched, looking at him calmly.

He exhaled black air from his mouth and nose, and shot out from the water, first like a water arrow.

[Reverse life!] He was covered in black gas. The black gas was stained with the tiger's vision of the clouds and tigers. It seemed that it turned into a gray-black tiger with a very fierce look.

"Hmph, dirty stuff!" The bald old man sneered, waved his sleeves, and a large piece of sword rain shot out from the lake water beside him, facing the tiger soul.

Tiger Soul turned a blind eye and urged the dark clouds and tigers to kill the bald old man. However, halfway through the culprit, the sword rain transformed from the ordinary water flow was like a natural chasm, blocking him - just like before blocking him from assassinating Yunliudaozu.

"Cloud... tiger... flows - clouds... walk... ten thousand... inside..." Hu Po said obscure words stiffly, but his hands were clean and neat. The Taoist trolley behind his head shone brightly, and the endless clouds turned into dark tigers, roaring and tearing the sword rain toward the bald old man.

This attack has the power of the late stage of the Taoist sculpting, but its ferocity is far from all over the Taoist sculpting realm. It is an extremely evil attack, and it wants to kill the bald old man and Yun Liu Daozu.

Facing the dark cloud tiger going down the mountain, the bald old man's eyes flashed with a splendor, but there was no panic at all. He protected Yunliu Daozu with part of his Taoist power to prevent him from being disturbed by the outside world.

Then, he condensed his hand and pointed at the Yunhu suddenly.

"Hmph! All the waters in the world are my sword!"

The bald old man shouted, and the entire lake boiled in an instant, and streams of water shot out from the lake, turning into a sky sword, slashing towards the dark cloud tiger.
Chapter completed!