As soon as the ink demon entered this strange enchantment, a transparent shield automatically appeared on his body. After the introduction of moon qi into the body that night, the meridians in Wang Mo's body have been completely opened.

Since that day, this body seems to have used the Great Tomb Cave of the left wrist as a connection point, directly connecting with the tree species in the ink demon bracelet. And Mo Xiaodemon only then knew that the moonlight of this realm was actually divided into two parts: energy and essence:

The body absorbs the energy of the moon and makes this body stronger.

And the tree seed in her bracelet absorbs the essence of Yuehua, and occasionally the ink demon can even feel some emotions of this tree seed - could it be that this tree species is actually born a tree demon?

Wowhaha, then she'll earn it! Although the cultivation of the grass and tree elves is not as hard as the reincarnation stone, from the existence of the stone body, it takes countless years to give birth to spiritual wisdom, but hundreds of thousands of years, but it is always required.

I don't know if she is lonely and unheard, in her previous life, she has never had a spiritual plant and tree since birth! In terms of the longevity of plants and trees and the natural induction of the forces of nature, the sooner nature has emotions and wisdom, the easier it is to cultivate to the fullest.

Mo Xiaoyou's thoughts were getting farther and farther away, but the trick in his hand did not relax in the slightest. She seemed to be careless, but she was actually paying attention to everything around her.

Ever since she had stepped into the barrier, the city had not been what she had seen in the woods before.

She could no longer see the woods around her, but was under the city, with the closed gates in front of her and the ...... behind her It's a thousand breathers.

Mo Xiaodemon turned around, and sure enough, he saw soldiers lined up in various formations behind him. At a glance, there are at least tens of thousands of people.

A drum suddenly sounded overhead, and Mo Xiaodemon saw a crack open in the city gate opposite, and a man wearing light armor and holding a spear had already shot out, and behind him, the gate gradually opened, revealing countless soldiers wearing armor and holding weapons and shields.

The rumbling footsteps from the city gate to the outside of the city seemed to be greeted by waves.

With the appearance of these soldiers, the originally silent phalanx behind them also let out a shout, and under the hedge of the sound and waves on both sides, the ink demon standing in the middle was like a flat boat in the sea, and a sense of unstability in his standing actually rose.

Although she knew in her heart that this was just a part of the phantom array, Mo Xiaoyou couldn't help but sigh at the realism of this formation, which could make her truly feel the panic of facing thousands of troops.

Even if she had three layers of protective enchantment attached to her, she couldn't protect against the fear that came from the bottom of her heart.

However, she is now in the phantom array, and she can only respond to all changes with the same, at this time she has not seen where the string of difficulties lies, if she acts rashly, in case the other party is also breaking the formation, what kind of consequences will be caused, she does not know.

Therefore, even if his heart was shocked by the momentum of the soldiers on both sides, Mo Xiaodemon still stood firmly in the center of the battlefield on both sides, facing his back in front of him and behind him, with the sharp murderous aura of countless soldiers.

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In a mansion in Xiqin, the master of Ziwei Hall was still dressed in blood-red clothes, holding a carrier pigeon in his hand, stroking the carrier pigeon's feathers with one hand, and his ears seemed to be listening to something with his ears sideways, and his white jade-like face was abnormally pale.

The blood-red eyes of the carrier pigeon in his hand and the blood-red coat on his body contrasted with each other, causing the blue-clad Xuanwu to stumble as soon as he stepped into the courtyard gate, and a man with a vague face behind him stumbled and almost hit his back.

However, this person seemed to be accustomed to such a sudden stop, and took two steps back lightly without any complaints, while Xuanwu also maintained a pause, stopping at one foot inside the door and one outside the door.

The entire courtyard and outside the courtyard are strangely plunged into an eerie silence of red and blue......