The Holy Lord Shen was extremely powerful and even the cruel water ghost who took human life backed away from him.

The lotus in the sewage was still growing wildly towards the surroundings and soon spread towards the water ghost's ship. The water ghost took a boat and floated back with a gloomy face.

Chen Gurong swung his sword again.

Lin Xiachun was in Shen Fengxue's hands, and with a casual wave, it was covered with frost and murderous intent. However, when Shen Gurong used it, the sword intent was as gentle as the spring breeze, and the rain was swaying without any coldness.

With a crisp sound, the sword intent wrapped in the pitch-black sewage, cutting a piece of the boat pole in the water ghost's hand.

The water ghost looked gloomy and stared at Chen Gurong, but under the fierce pressure that had not completely dissipated from Chen Gurong's body, he rushed the ship back and even didn't even want the half-bar oar.

The cut half-barrel pole was rolled up by a lotus flower and then suddenly planted into the water.

The next moment, the lotus appeared from under Chen Gurong's feet as if it had become a spirit, and shook left and right to present a piece of boat oar in front of Chen Gurong.

Chen Gurong had a cold face and raised his hand to take the small boat oar, and threw it to Wen Liubing without even looking at it.

This boat pole seemed to have some strange power, but Chen Gurong didn't know how to use it, so he had to pretend to be a senior and hand it over to Wen Liubing, so that his disciple could understand it himself.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the lotus that seemed to be dancing. Even though he was almost used to the world, he still felt very exciting to see this human-like lotus at this time.

Wen Liubing left the shaking ship, his face was much better. He got up and stepped on the lotus and caught the boat's oar.

"Master." Wen Liubing carefully checked the boat pole and said truthfully, "It seems useless."

Chen Gurong: "..."

The scene was a little awkward at one point.

Wen Liubing is too straightforward and doesn't know how to take care of his master's feelings. He has always believed in "the truth of what the master does," so he can't see the embarrassment on Chen Gurong's face at this time. He is still asking: "Is there any other wonderful use of Master's handing over this boat to Sanshui?"

Chen Gurong thought expressionlessly: "To block your mouth."

Mu Zhu: "..."

Wen Liubing couldn't see the expressions of others, and was still: "Master?"

Mu Zui thought to himself, Master hasn't driven you out of the master for many years, and he has really treated you kindly.

Seeing that Chen Gu Rong was about to start creating swear words again, Mu Zhe coughed dryly and said, "Senior Brother, it is important to conquer the water ghost now."

The water ghost should be afraid of Chen Gu Rong who suddenly recovered his spiritual power, but he was unwilling to let him go like this. He stood on the tattered boat with most of the boat poles in his hand, staring at them coldly at a distance of not far or near.

Wen Liubing never allowed others to interfere too much in his affairs, not to mention that he had long disliked Mu Zhe. He heard this and looked like a knife and gave him a cold look: "You don't need to remind me."

Mu Ze seemed to be frightened, and his shoulders shook slightly.

Chen Gurong accidentally saw it, his brows immediately frowned. He walked a few steps to Mu Zhe, took him behind him, and looked at Wen Liubing coldly.

Wen Liubing immediately said: "I did nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Ei held Chen Gurong's bee waist with both hands and buried his little face in his arms, as if he was very scared.

Chen Gurong's eyes became even more fierce.

Wen Liubing: "..."

Wen Liubing was so angry that her face turned pale. She glared at Mu Zhe's back of the head, and took the sword to kill the water ghost with an expressionless face.

Xue Manzhuang had already flew back. He circled a few times and was about to land on Shen Gurong's shoulder, but Chen Gurong slapped him without hesitation. He had to step on a lotus with a grievance and screamed twice.

The water ghost's boat pole gently tapped in the water, and the ripples spread. He seemed to realize something and frowned: "The Phoenix recognizes the master..."

Chen Gurong could not use his spiritual power in the water ghost barrier at all. The terrifying aura just now was only able to use the spiritual power of the phoenix's recognition of the master's agreement.

Thinking of this, the water ghost sneered, and the boat oar was stirred, and countless resentful spirits were born again in the water, condensed into dense walls in the air to block Wen Liubing who was stepping on the lotus.

Wen Liubing slashed with a sword and directly split the wall of resentful spirits into a sharp hole. Then the spiritual power suddenly exploded, killing all resentful spirits.

But when the resentful spirit turned into a rain and fell, the water ghosts that were originally not far away all disappeared with the ship.

Wen Liubing's pupils shrank and reacted very quickly. He waved his sword with almost no thought. When the sword intent wrapped in the God Transformation Realm swept across the dark water surface, it actually wiped the cold water into boiling.

With a loud "boom", the sword intent passed by Shen Gurong directly, and suddenly exploded behind him.

The splashed black water droplets fell down, and Chen Gurong was caught off guard and was hit all over his body, even a few drops dripped from his long white hair.

Chen Gurong was so scared that he shook slightly, and bent down slightly to protect Mu Ze's small body.

After the black rain fell, Chen Gurong was still shocked. His first reaction was: "Disappointed, are you finally going to kill the master?!"

The ignorant disciple walked quickly on the messy lotus leaves and said quickly: "Master, be careful at your feet!"

Just four words, Chen Gurong didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly felt a creepy feeling spreading to his calves. He picked up Mu Zhe and waved a spiritual power under his feet without thinking.

Lin Xiachun had dissipated in his hands at some point.

Xuemanzhuang's demon appearance is still in the cub stage, and the available spiritual power is very small. Just now, the two swords of Shen Gurong have used almost the same amount of spiritual power left by Xuemanzhuang, so this blow has no effect, it just barely smashed the lotus on the water surface.

On the water surface, the water ghost's sinister face was exposed.

He was holding the boat and could even dive underwater.

The water ghost seemed to merge into one with ink-like water, only his white eyes stared at him through a thin layer of water.

Chen Gurong almost screamed in shock, but he could not bear it.

He took a few steps back, and the overwhelming lotus was slowly withering, not even a place to settle down.

Seeing that Chen Gu Rong was about to fall into the water, Wen Liubing quickly threw half of the boat oar in her hand over.

The moment it entered the water, the boat pole turned into a small boat in place.

Chen Gurong didn't want to throw Mu Zhe onto the boat. He was about to land on the boat when he watched the boat disappear suddenly on the water with Mu Zhe, who was full of astonishment.

Chen Gurong: "..."

Did he violate Tai Sui today?

The boat pole turned into a small boat and forced Mu Zhe out of the water ghost barrier, but the remaining two, one of the phoenixes, suffered a great disaster.

It’s okay with snow-covered makeup, there is a place for him to fly at will. Even if he gets lost in the fog, he can only fly for a while and come back.

However, as Chen Gurong's spiritual power dissipated, the lotus quickly withered, and within a moment, the two of them could not even find the place to settle down.

Chen Gurong's clothes fell on the last lotus, frowned and looked at Wen Liubing: "You just said that there is a way to break the barrier of water ghosts, what is it?"

Wen Liubing kept tilting his head slightly and did not dare to look at the water. He held the Lanting sword in his hand, his eyes slightly rotated the weapon, and said, "You can go out if you kill him."

Chen Gurong: "..."

Has his disciple been so reckless? He hasn't been beaten to death in so many years?

"The ghost cultivators in Dongting are all evil people." Wen Liubing said coldly, "I don't know who enlightened this water ghost and escaped from Dongting. On the way to Liren Peak, he had killed several people. Even if he could catch him back to Dongting, he would not be able to escape death."

Chen Gurong didn't say anything.

Wen Liubing saw Chen Gurong's eyes lowered and thoughtful look, the chill on his face slightly faded. He respectfully handed the natal sword in his hand to Chen Gurong and said, "Master, please hold this sword."

Chen Gurong frowned slightly: "Hmm?"

"Your Lin Xiachun is not at hand, and your spiritual power is too weak now, and you need a magic weapon to stand by."

Chen Gurong was stunned, Lin Xiachun?

Isn’t what he holds just now, Chen Fengxue’s natal sword, Chun Linxiachun?

Why aren't you there?

He tilted his head and thought for a while, and staggered under his feet, and the last lotus seemed to be about to wither and turn into ashes.

The last inch of his footing was about to disappear. Chen Gurong felt panicked and suddenly recalled the words Chen Fengxue had just said.

"You have to learn how to live on yourself."

Rely on yourself...

Chen Gurong suddenly felt a little confused.

Since he came to this world, what he encountered was either based on Xi Guxing or Chen Fengxue. He didn't even dare to kill a plague ghost who took over the body and exile.

In this water ghost barrier, if the water ghost is not killed, it will be his death.

If he dies, can he still go home?

When Chen Gurong thought of this, he suddenly felt cold all over.

He never dared to think about this idea after he came here. He was afraid that he would not be able to go home or see his parents, brothers and sisters.

He was so scared of this idea that when Chen Gurong thought of "not going home", his heart ached, and his hand was almost instinctively holding Wen Liubing's Lanting Sword tightly.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the withered lotus under his feet. He didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly held the sword and stabbed it into the water.

The dark water seemed to be composed of countless resentful spirits, and with a sharp sword tip, a covered scream came from the feet. He struggled to stretch out countless hands to pull his feet and drag him down to the boundless purgatory.

Chen Gurong thought to himself: "I didn't come here to die."

He closed his eyes slightly, ignoring the ghost hand under his feet, which seemed like a shadow, wanted to grab his legs.

Although Chen Fengxue's memory is fragmented, his instinct to fight with ghost cultivators still exists.

Chen Gurong flipped through the memory for a moment and finally found a solution in a corner of the memory.

He suddenly opened his eyes and said to Xue Manzhuang, who was flying around in the sky: "Snow Manzhuang, come on."
To be continued...