Walking in the front is Aunt Die, who wears a veil and a dignified face, followed by Qianyu and Xiaomei, who are also wearing white scarves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Behind Qianyu and Xiaomei were three bone worshippers wearing one-piece white robes and only revealing a pair of eyes, and the one who walked at the back was Aunt Hong.

The seven people walked up without squinting, and even the burning and colorful Thousand Lotus Pond on the altar, no one looked up to take a second look.

Wu Que was so excited that his heart almost jumped out of his chest, his eyes widened, and his gaze swept over the three bone worshippers one by one: among the three bone worshippers, there was no holy cloud, but he couldn't tell which one was Xiao Fei.

The seven people walked straight up to the altar and came to the Thousand Lotus Pond, then turned to look at the Distant Saint King.

Yuandao stood up and said to the three bone worshippers: "Qianlian quenching bones, start today." After 100 days, those who succeed in quenching their bones will be tempered for the final trial. You, for the sake of the Holy Lord's sacrificial bone ceremony, a holy bone has been tempered thousands of times, and your sincere heart can show the sun and the moon. Regardless of whether you succeed in quenching your bones or not, your names will be engraved on the Holy Grail!

Qianyu, Xiaomei, and Aunt Hong reached out to help the three bone worshippers take off their one-piece white robes, revealing three long-haired women dressed in blue, orange, and yellow clothes.

The three bone worshippers agreed slightly towards the Distant Path Saint King, and then turned around in unison.

Aunt Hong opened the narrow door of the Thousand Lotus Pond, and the fragrant fragrance gushed out like a wave.

The three bone worshippers bowed their heads and walked towards the narrow gate of the Thousand Lotus Pond.

"Xiao Fei!" Wu Que couldn't hold back any longer, got up and shouted.

Everyone looked towards Wu Que.

"It's you!" Qianyu, Xiaomei, and Aunt Die, all looked at Wu Que under the altar in surprise, and said two words in unison.

The bone worshippers dressed in orange and yellow clothes looked at Wu Que with blank eyes.

The bone worshipper dressed in sea blue clothes looked at Wu Que quietly, and said, "Brother Wu Que, is it you? ”

These eyes, bright and clear, always with a hint of warmth, these are Xiao Fei's eyes! She, Xiao Fei!

Wu Que looked at Xiao Fei and opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but under the agitation of the mood, he didn't say anything.

"Brother Wu Que, thank you for coming to the Holy City to see me. If it's okay, let's go home early. Xiao Fei looked at Wu Que and said again.

There is no ripple between Xiao Fei's words, just like two acquaintances with an extremely ordinary relationship saying goodbye at will.

Wu Que pressed his hands on the long stone table in front of him, jumped out, and strode towards the altar.

"What do you want to do?" Yuandao, Yuanlu and Lei Gongzi and others shouted angrily together.

Wu Que raised his right hand, and the black essence token in his hand shone brightly.

He said loudly as he walked, "Before the Holy Lord retreated, there was a sentence that told me to tell Xiao Fei before Qianlian quenched his bones. ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Aunt Hong hurriedly closed the narrow door of the Thousand Lotus Pond again.

"If you have anything to say, say it quickly!" the Distant Saint King came back to his senses and urged sharply.

Wu Que ignored it, strode onto the altar, came to Xiao Fei, and turned his back to the people under the altar.

Xiao Fei raised his head and looked at Wu Que, who was already more than a head taller than him and was mighty and strong.

Wu Que casually put the black essence token in his hand back into his pocket, then raised his right hand, gently pressed it on Xiao Fei's head, and said to Xiao Fei very seriously: "The words that the Holy Lord asked me to tell you are very important, when you listen, you must pay full attention, and at the same time abandon all thoughts of resistance. Are you ready?"

Xiao Fei took a deep breath, and then said, "I'm ready." ”

Wu Que turned his head, his eyes swept over the people under the altar, and said loudly: "The words that the Holy Lord asked me to tell Xiao Fei are ......"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Wu Que's mouth, waiting for him to say the Holy Lord's instructions.

At this moment, Wu Que's eyes suddenly flashed, as if he had seen something terrible, his face was frightened, and he turned his head and ran away.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all subconsciously looked in the direction he was pointing in just now: there, just an ordinary two-headed lion warrior, nothing special?

When the two-headed lion warrior saw everyone suddenly looking at him, he also bowed his head in surprise, constantly searching for himself.

Everyone turned their heads blankly and looked at the back of Wu Que, who was still running wildly in the square opposite the altar.

Why did he suddenly run away? Could it be that he had just seen something terrible? Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

"Hey, where is Bone Bridge Xiaofei? Where did she go? Why is she gone?" Saint Yu, the bone worshipper on the altar, suddenly shouted in surprise and turned his head to look around.

Everyone looked at the altar.

Aunt Die, Aunt Hong, Qianyu, Xiaomei, Shengyu and Shengbing, there are six in total, Xiaofei, where did she go? Why did she disappear in a blink of an eye?

The two Holy Kings of Ximen Tower and Yuandao were the first to react, and they suddenly raised their heads and looked at Wu Que's small figure that was constantly jumping.

"Where to escape!" Yuan Dao opened his mouth and let out a shocking roar, and suddenly shook his hand, and a shocking sword light, with a thunderbolt roar, slashed towards Wu Que's lightning.

The sword of the Distant Saint King was even more violent than the knife of the Zhenlong Saint King.

At the same time, the West Gate Tower and Yuandao shook their bodies and quickly rushed out.

At this moment, Zhang Xuezhu, who had been silent, suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth and spit out, and a red blood ball quickly rose into the air.

After the blood ball rose into the air, it exploded suddenly with a "bang", igniting in an instant, emitting a fierce and blurry blue flame.

The mysterious phantom flickered in the blue flame, and an inexplicable emotion rose from the hearts of people shrouded in the blue flame: it was him (she), it was his (her) shadow! Come back, don't go, don't leave me......

The West Gate Tower and the Yuandao, who had already rushed out, shook their bodies and fell to the ground, and two teardrops slipped from the corners of their eyes at the same time.

At this time, that sword light had already caught up with Wu Que and slashed at his back in a flash.

Feeling the endless killing power of the Saint King's sword, Wu Que launched the four-character mantra while his body shook sharply, and the dancing lotus instantly appeared.

Like the sword light of the swimming dragon, it was like having eyes, and with Wu Que's swaying figure, it quickly changed direction, flashing past Wu Que's body.

"Poof!"

After the sword light passed over Wu Que's body, the castration was unabated, and it flashed into the big stone pillar under the stone house in front of him.

The scimitar pierced the large stone pillar through a hole, and then plunged into the thick stone wall of the stone house.

I actually dodged this knife! Wu Que couldn't help laughing, kicked his right leg suddenly, jumped up, and landed on the high roof like a long rainbow.

Wu Que had just performed the Lotus Dance Style, and his speed had increased inexplicably again, and he finally got rid of the Distant Saint King's sword that locked the qi.

The Ximen Tower and the Distant Saint King on the other side of the altar, after their expressions were in a trance, they didn't have time to think about what was going on, and at the same time, they flicked their sleeves and rushed towards Wu Que who had already jumped onto the roof again.

Wu Que laughed loudly as he ran wildly on the roof of the Holy Hall, the speed was jaw-dropping: he was only a little slower than the two Holy Kings of Ximen Tower and Yuandao.

The others on the other side of the altar still didn't understand what was going on, but they saw that the two Holy Kings were chasing after Wu Que frantically, so they all followed after him.

In an instant, there were only 6 people left on the altar who were at a loss.

The Distant Saint King shook his hand and sent out a second scimitar, but it was still dodged by Wu Que.

Like Lei Gongzi, the Distant Saint King still has a third scimitar, but the first two have all failed, so there is no need to waste this third one easily.

Wu Que jumped over the white stone houses surrounding the temple, then jumped onto the high wall of the temple, and then jumped into the air, like a big bird tumbling, landing lightly on the slope of the holy peak north of the temple.

He ran straight down the hillside towards the summit of the Holy Peak, and as long as he climbed to the top of the Holy Peak, he could jump down the Black Sea.

As long as he jumped into the bottomless abyss, Wu Que would have the hope of escaping the pursuit of the two Holy Kings of Ximen Tower and Yuandao.

Seeing that Wu Que actually ran straight to the top of the Holy Peak, Ximenlou and Yuandao faintly guessed his intentions, and suddenly became even more anxious.

They frantically used the power of Tianying in their whole bodies and chased towards Wu Que at full speed.

Wu Que heard the sound of pursuit coming from behind him, and roughly judged that they should not be able to catch up with him before he reached the peak, and couldn't help but laugh proudly: "Hahahaha, you can't catch up with me!"

"Who's coming?" someone suddenly dodged out of a stone house next to the mountaineering trail, blocking Wu Que's way.

Wu Que raised his eyes and saw that this person was wearing the same blood-colored mask as the West Gate Tower, and it was actually Qi Lan, the holy envoy who had not been seen for a long time.

"Xiaolan, stop him!" the West Gate Tower below heard Qi Lan's voice and shouted loudly.

Qi Lan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly hooked and slashed towards Wu Que's chest who was rushing towards him.