When the man in sackcloth took this step, all the dark clouds in the sky dissipated. The originally powerful and arrogant purple punishment thunder also stopped in the air at this moment. As the breeze blew, tens of thousands of punishment thunder turned into blue smoke at the same time.

Dissipate slowly...

Calm and calm.

The sea of ​​Luoshui is like a smooth mirror, not daring to make any waves under the man's feet.

When Ling Xiao saw this scene, his eyes showed excitement.

"If the city lord takes action, this boy will definitely die!"

The man in linen had a calm expression, and his eyes were unruffled. He gently shook the folding fan in his hand, flicked his left hand, and a bean-sized red cloud burst out from his fingertips, flying silently to the mountains in the distance.

Behind him, Ling Xiao's pupils shrank. Even though he knew that this magical power was not used on him, the moment he saw the red clouds clearly, he still felt the breath of death.

It is a kind of fear that comes from the origin of life. Even this Sword Star Officer, who has reached the level of Sub-Saint, will tremble uncontrollably!

In a trance, the red cloud moved from far to near, as if locked on a certain atmosphere in the mountain, completely unaffected by the white haze.

At this moment, the clouds surged at the top of the sky, and a chaotic whirlpool appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic stream of fresh air fell from the whirlpool, like a waterfall, hanging straight up to the sky!

The red clouds shot by the man in linen clothes were already less than seven miles away from the mountain, and the waterfall hanging from the sky washed down at this time. Tens of thousands of small fresh air surged like an undercurrent, turning the red clouds into green.

The smoke dissipates without a trace!

The incident happened suddenly. When the man in Mai saw this scene, a strange look appeared in Fubo Furui's eyes for the first time.

The next moment, the waterfall that fell from the sky rolled back up and returned to the whirlpool. Then the whirlpool dissipated and turned into a green bamboo staff, falling from the sky.

At the same time, a ray of light traveled from far to near, and at an extremely fast speed, it reached the sky above the island in a blink of an eye, revealing the appearance of a human being. It was a boy wearing Taoist robes.

The boy's lips were red and his teeth were white, his eyes were bright, he came stepping on the auspicious clouds, and with a move of his hand, he grabbed the green bamboo stick that dropped from the sky.

"Little boy Qingyue, pay homage to the Lord of Tiangong City."

The man in linen clothes narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes only glanced at the boy in Taoist robes, and more on the green bamboo staff in his hand.

"Who am I? It turns out to be the dog ancestor Fajia! I am entangled in trivial matters, and I didn't come to greet you. I hope you will forgive me."

There was a smile on his lips, and although his words were full of humility, there was not much awe.

"hehe."

The Taoist boy laughed softly, nodded, and said with a smile: "The city lord said something serious. The teacher came here to ask for a favor from you. This son has some affinity with him, so the city lord might as well leave here."

The face of the man in linen changed slightly, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly: "Back then, the nine ancestors agreed not to interfere in the affairs of the Antarctic Immortal Continent. Now the eight ancestors are at home, so why is it that only the dog ancestor comes here uninvited?"

Qingyue smiled and said: "Cause and effect evolve, killings and calamities occur everywhere. This is the cycle of heaven. How can my teacher take care of it? His old man is here just to check for the loopholes in heaven and act according to nature."

The man in sackcloth laughed and said: "I follow the path of heaven and become the ten ancestors. It is my destiny and the destiny of heaven! If the dog ancestor came to stop me, wouldn't it be against heaven?"

After Qing Yue heard this, he said seriously: "The Burial Emperor's words are just a joke. Don't talk about far away, just talk about the near. Three disasters and nine disasters are the rules of heaven, but you privately changed the disasters and triggered emotional punishment. Such chaos

How can we call this act in compliance with the way of heaven?"

The man in sackcloth gradually turned gloomy and said in a cold voice: "Does the Dog Ancestor have to intervene?"

Qingyue smiled slightly.

"My teacher would like to invite you to the Nanli Fruit Club for a banquet, sit there for a few days, and then stop interfering in the affairs of the Antarctic Fairy Continent."

"snort!"

The man in linen clothes fluttered his sleeves angrily, his expression changing again and again.

Starlight was flowing in his eyes, as if he was planning, deducing, calculating...

At this moment, it seemed as if all the changes in the world were unfolding before him.

But soon, he returned to normal and looked calm.

"It doesn't matter, after all, it was Linghu Bai who beat me here by one piece. He was just one move away from me. I'm convinced."

After saying that, he took a deep look at a certain figure in the haze, ignored the Taoist boy, and just said "Farewell!", then flicked his sleeves, rolled up Ling Xiao with purple clouds, and the two disappeared together.

land.

Qingyue looked at the direction in which the two people left, and then at a certain breath in the mountains. He smiled, flicked his Taoist robe, and disappeared...

But Liang Yan, Wu Xin, Ling Xiao and the mysterious man in sackcloth were all located underground in the Black Mountain Region. There was a cave here, an independent space, and the whole world was dim.

As for the original Black Mountain Territory, it has now become a vast ocean.

The ground and the underground are two relatively independent worlds that do not affect each other. However, at the same time that a mountain appeared on the "Wu Sheng Island", an identical mountain also appeared on the sea at the corresponding location in the outside world.

Just like reflections cast in the sea, one is above the sea and the other is under the sea.

On the high mountains outside, the mountains are also steep and full of fairy spirit. White clouds permeate the mountain roads, like a mirage, giving people an unreal feeling.

Suddenly I heard the bell ringing three times, lingering and resounding across the sea.

Not long after, several figures arrived in a boat.

It is strange to say that this vast ocean is the diluted Luoshui. Even if the power is as strong as Ling Xiao, it cannot resist it, but these people are not affected. They come by boat with natural expressions.

If there are people with advanced cultivation, they can see at a glance that it is not their own cultivation that resists Luo Shui, but the wooden boat they are sitting on.

These wooden boats have green dragons as their heads, colorful phoenixes as their wings, and their whole bodies are glowing with green light. They ride the wind and waves, and the Luoshui River looks like flat ground!

At this moment, the sun is shining brightly on the sea and the warm breeze is blowing. The previous earth-shaking doomsday scene has completely disappeared, and now only peace remains.

On one of the wooden boats, there was an old man wearing a yellow robe lying across his chest, with his breasts exposed.

This man had a square face, a white beard, his legs were on stilts, and he was holding a wine gourd in his arms. He was sleepy and suddenly chanted:

"I once heard about the holy way in Laoqiu, and learned about Huang Liuxuan and Xuanxuan. Now when I am so drunk that I don't know what to do, I have a clear understanding of the past and the present!"

As soon as the poem was sung, a headless wind blew on the sea, twisting and turning, as if an invisible wall had grown up, blocking another canoe several miles away, preventing it from advancing even an inch.

There was a man in black robe standing on the wooden boat, standing tall and with a very cold face.

Sensing the invisible wall rolling up around him, the man frowned slightly, but a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's been a long time. You haven't even landed on the island yet. Are you going to try my methods?"

The man in black robe sneered, flicked his sleeves, and a black cloud appeared in the sky, falling from the sky, melting all the strange wind, and the invisible wall was also swallowed up by it.

After breaking the spell, the black-robed man's canoe was free and continued to cross the sea.

"Ha ha!"

The drunken old man laughed and sat up leisurely.

"Old ghost Heitian, your catastrophe is approaching. You don't prepare to survive the catastrophe in the Spring and Autumn Cave, but you come to mix with the muddy waters of Antarctic Fairy Continent. Isn't this asking for your own death?"

"Humph, you don't need to worry about my affairs!"

The man in black robe had a cold face, glanced sideways at the drunkard, and said, "Aren't you also having delusional thoughts? Otherwise, how could you come here?"

"I'm different!"

The drunkard said seriously: "I came to the Antarctic Immortal Continent to save the destined people under the orders of the teacher, but I did not interfere in the war between the north and the south."

"What a joke! You know what you did, why do you have to pretend in front of me? This is not the first time that the two of you have met. We have fought secretly several times over the years, and it has always been indistinguishable. Today, we happened to use 'Nanli' to

If we have the opportunity, let's decide who is better!" The man in black robe said loudly.

"I think so too!"

The drunkard didn't hesitate. He stood up from the canoe, jumped to the island with a sudden jump.

He turned around in mid-air, raised his palm and slashed in the air. An overwhelming force condensed into the Fiery Divine Sword, and in an instant he was in front of the man in black robe.

"snort!"

The man in black robe was not afraid at all, he just moved his feet and flew up from the canoe.

His sleeves and robes puffed up without any wind, and large black clouds flew out from the sleeves, billowing and rolling. They rolled up the oncoming blazing sword and started fighting in mid-air.

Both of them have strong magic powers and unpredictable magical powers. They fight while walking in mid-air, and in a short time, they can't decide the outcome.

After about ten breaths, both of them arrived above the island.

The battle of wits did not stop.

I saw the drunk man in yellow robe shaking the gourd, releasing thousands of rays of rays of light, fluttering like catkins, and entangled the man in black robe with thousands of threads, making it airtight.

However, the man in black robe relied on the dominance of black clouds and never showed any flaws. From time to time, he would change his moves and use his strange magical powers to penetrate Huang Xia's blockade and fight back against his opponent. The drunkard was exhausted from fighting.

The two of them fought like this all the way until they reached the mountain road. Their ability to escape was limited and they could only climb with their feet, but they still kept fighting. It was obvious that they had been grudges for a long time and decided to fight to the death.

Just like this, you come and go, from the foot of the mountain to the belly of the mountain.

Suddenly they heard the bell ringing again, six times in total this time. Their expressions changed slightly, and then they stopped in unison.

Looking around, I can see the colorful clouds in the mountains. Various pavilions and pavilions are scattered in an orderly manner. There is a huge square in the middle, with white jade as bricks and golden clouds as railings. The scattered sunlight reflects a colorful rainbow, which is so beautiful.

On the east and west sides of the square, thousands of white clouds were suspended out of thin air. On each white cloud sat a monk, with delicacies of melons, fruits, and wine from immortals and jade placed in front of him. It was like a grand gathering in the fairy world.

However, the monks on the east and west sides were vaguely hostile. Although their faces were not completely broken, there was already an invisible force clashing in the sky above the square.

If you take a closer look, you will find that there are five people on each side of the east and west sides, sitting at the front of their respective camps, with auras as deep as the sea, as if they are representatives of the east and west.
To be continued...