Thousands of water droplets were suspended in the void. Zhang Qing wanted to use the power of the demon to escape from the cage, but his long-tried method failed this time.
"Escape technique?" Shui Yunming felt the mana fluctuations in the surrounding water aura and sneered twice.
"Yunmengze has never lacked water attribute monks, but no one dares to show off in front of the Shui family."
"Die!"
A blue magic sword appeared in Shui Yunming's hand, and then the sword light slowly floated towards Zhang Qing like waves.
But looking at the speed, anyone could avoid it, but Zhang Qing in the cage could not avoid it, watching the water waves perfectly blending into the current of the cage and getting closer and closer to him.
As the rippling water waves approached Zhang Qing, he still unleashed his physical power.
Pale golden light surged above both fists, and the giant elephant behind him roared and stampeded towards the waves.
The huge force directly shattered the sword light, and at the same time, the surrounding water prison that imprisoned Zhang Qing burst into pieces. A large amount of water fell into the sky, filling the ten deep pits.
Staring at Shuiyun in front of him, Zhang Qing began to retreat toward the rear, but instead of retreating toward Xianze, he ran further away.
He couldn't beat Shui Yunming down in front of everyone.
"Run?" Shui Yunming glanced into the distance. The rest of the Shui family were fighting fiercely.
After hesitating for a moment, he chased in the direction of Zhang Qing.
He is confident enough, because as a direct descendant of the Shui family, his methods are more than what he shows. The Shui family's real trump card lies in ghosts.
boom! ! !
A three-foot-long blue ghost was knocked out by the giant elephant's shadow, hitting the river below and causing countless rivers to boil.
"Is this your ghost?" Zhang Qing grinned, the blood on his fists dripping slowly, looking at Shui Yunming's gloomy and dripping face in front of him.
"It's too early for you to be happy."
The tall ghost swallowed the surrounding river water, and its body quickly returned to its peak. At the same time, Shui Yunming continued to release spells to restrict Zhang Qing's movements.
He knew exactly how to fight against the body-refining cultivators.
The ghost roared again, the sword light echoed in the sky, and the brilliance of the spell made Zhang Qing rush towards him in haste.
"Mortal law is mortal law. In front of the immortal law, no matter how good you are, you can only hate life." Shui Yunming's eyes showed pleasure. Among the mortal law monks, the masked man in front of him was obviously very powerful.
But even so, he looked embarrassed in front of his immortal magic, and couldn't even get close to him.
"There is a difference between immortals and mortals, remember this sentence!"
Zhang Qing's eyes, struggling between the ghosts and magic weapons, condensed at this moment, and his entire movements stagnated in place.
The fist landed three inches in front of the ghost, and the water-attributed mana light from his body also froze around Zhang Qing's body.
And just when he stopped all movements, a dark shadow jumped out of the void behind him, and the sharp mouthparts of the ghost bit Zhang Qing's head.
The crisp collision sound made the smile on Shui Yunming's face stop abruptly. He knew what the sound was, the harsh sound of his second ghost's teeth colliding up and down.
Looking at the big-mouthed ghost that literally bit Zhang Qing's head off, Shui Yunming had a bad feeling in his heart.
Around him, Zhang Qing slowly stepped out of a suspended drop of water, and in his hand was a sword formed by the water flow.
"You're right. It's really difficult to kill you."
The moment the words fell, Zhang Qing's body turned into water and shattered, and the upper and lower jaws of the dark monster with a big mouth trembled for a long time again, and slight cracks appeared on the teeth that were hard enough to chew fine iron.
Zhang Qing came out from the other direction, this time it was no longer one, but two, and then more and more.
No matter how fast the ghost is, no matter how sharp its teeth are, it cannot deal with so many Zhang Qings at the same time, and the other tall ghost in the distance cannot match Zhang Qing's speed at this moment.
Hundreds of figures holding water swords surrounded Shui Yunming, and every attack was an all-out effort.
Zhang Qing can fail many times, but every time, Shui Yunming needs to do his best to block Shui Jian's attack, and once he fails...
The sword in his hand was surrounded by flowers, bringing a touch of blood to Shui Yunming's chest.
Then more and more wounds appeared on Shui Yunming's body, and as he breathed, his whole body turned into a bloody man.
At the moment when the opponent was in a trance, a blurry Zhang Qing solidified and became clear at the moment of bullying, and then punched Shui Yunming on the chest.
At the moment of the severe injury, Shui Yunming's body was about to be blasted away by this huge force, but a hand reached out faster and grabbed his clothes.
Under the mask, Zhang Qing stared at Shui Yunming, who was covered in blood, and invisible power connected between the two.
From behind, a huge three-foot-tall ghost roared and rushed over. Its body shrank little by little in the Mirror Flower Water Moon Sword Formation, but the huge body still rushed to the center and sent Zhang Qing flying away.
Zhang Qing, who returned to the sky, did not continue to take action. He calmly looked at Shui Yunming who was gradually recovering, with a dark vigilance all over his body.
With both of them fighting like this, can the other person still be changed by him?
The result of turning three pure things into one breath once again shocked Zhang Qing. Shui Yunming shook his head, took back the two ghosts raging in the sky, and looked at him with a big breath.
"Your strength is no less than that of the immortal monks from the four clans, and I feel like you still have other powers that you haven't used yet."
As he said that, Shui Yunming looked in the direction of Xianze City, "The battle over there should be over soon. I have to go back, otherwise they will become suspicious."
Seeing that Shui Yunming was about to leave, Zhang Qing said, "I need all the next trends and plans of the Shui family."
Nodding, Shui Yunming thought for a while and then said: "I will appear in Fengyuefang City regularly. You can arrange for someone to wait for me there."
Looking at Shui Yunming who had disappeared, Zhang Qing couldn't calm down for a long time.
The mess in the sky and the ground still clearly told how fierce the battle was not long ago, and the injuries on Shui Yunming's body also proved everything.
The other party clearly knew what happened between the two people before, and also knew why they were fighting. He would not even doubt the hostile relationship between the two parties at the previous moment.
But all of this did not affect the fact that Shui Yunming had become part of Zhang Qing's power at the last moment.
He didn't even wonder, why?
Just as clear air rises to the nine heavens, and turbid air sinks to the underworld, it is the most fundamental rule between heaven and earth.
Zhang Qing even has reason to believe that when he is not involved, Shui Yunming will be the same as before, fighting for the benefit of the Shui family, and nothing will change.
But once it involves himself, then he is no longer him, and even so, he is actually still him?
No matter how special the incarnation is, it is not enough to describe the relationship between Shui Yunming and Zhang Qing.
Even if there is cause and effect, there is no way to connect the two, but he is Zhang Qing's clone.
Shaking his head, the shock in his heart turned into ecstasy filled with ambition.
