"Speaking of which, how did you get here?" Shen Luo suddenly asked at this time.
"Then I have to thank you for your Qingtian Inkstone and Mohun Pen. If it weren't for the power of the void contained in these two treasures, we wouldn't be able to forcibly activate the teleportation array at the last moment." Yanlie smiled and said.
“In that case, I can be considered your savior... But looking at you two, it doesn’t seem like you want to repay me?” Shen Luo raised his eyebrows and said.
"Benefactor? Haha, Brother Shen is really joking. Now that the three of us have formed an alliance, if you know what's good for you, just surrender. Perhaps you can save your lives, and it will also save us from wasting our magic power in vain." Zhenren Wanshui said first.
"Fellow Daoist Wanshui, you are acting too much. If you keep going like this, I will take it seriously." Shen Luo rolled his eyes and pretended to be helpless.
Master Wanshui was so angry that he laughed: "At this time, what's the point of doing these things?"
Although he said this, he was actually a little worried that the other two would misunderstand him, so he took the initiative to attack Shen Luo and the other two.
I saw a sudden flash of light on the Cloud-Chasing and Lightning-Chasing Boots on his feet, and his figure instantly turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.
Shen Luo's eyes flashed, and his Netherworld Ghost Eyes had already started to work. He took a sideways step with the Slanting Moon Step, twisted his body, and dodged lightly to the side, passing by Master Wanshui.
He had already grasped a Pure Yang Flying Sword in his palm, sweeping it towards Master Wan Shui.
It seemed that Master Wanshui was moving too fast and he couldn't dodge in time, so he was cut in half by Shen Luo's sword.
However, although his body was cut off by a sword, there was no blood spilled from the wound. Instead, his body twisted and changed, and actually disintegrated like water waves and flowing smoke.
"Illusion of water and moon..." Nie Caizhu murmured softly.
But Shen Luo suddenly shouted: "Caizhu, be careful."
At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed from behind Nie Caizhu. It was Master Wanshui.
He pretended to attack Shen Luo, using illusion as a cover, but was actually heading straight for Nie Caizhu.
"Humph, it's too late..." Master Wanshui shouted.
A golden light flashed in his hand, and he was holding the golden dragon pair of scissors and strangling Nie Caizhu's neck.
When Nie Caizhu discovered that he had performed the "Water Moon Illusion", she had already formed seals with her hands. At this moment, there was no need for her to look back, as the headband tied behind her head was emitting a magical light.
Ten thousand miles of rolling clouds immediately extended out, directly coiled along the golden dragon's double scissors, and went straight to the neck of Master Wanshui like a spirit snake.
Master Wanshui was not at all panicked. He continued to strangle with all his might the golden dragon scissors in his hand. At the same time, a thin yellow light shot out from his waist and hit his chest.
Just before the vast clouds were about to roll over his neck, a misty and ancient copper coin flew out from the slender yellow light and hit it first.
The aura of the magic weapon that shrouded the vast clouds suddenly dissipated and fell down like gauze.
"Die."
The sharp edge of Wanshui Zhenren's golden scissors flashed, and they strangled each other in an instant.
Where the golden light fell, a strand of black hair broke and floated down in mid-air. As for Nie Caizhu, she had already activated the Pingbu Qingyun boots on her feet and flashed away.