The hand was flicked, the knife came out, and the rotating blade sounded a burst of sound breaking through the air.

The blade rotates, turning into an ink-colored flame, a cold wind, a cool meaning, and a direct to the heart of thunder.

The black gold ancient knife is like a black wheel of fire, and everywhere it goes, the space is distorted, and the dew is steaming.

It's not good, if you are hit by a move, you will probably have to break a claw!

I was ruthless and decided to make a dangerous move!

Lei Yin's scarlet eyes shot out hot yin flames, but instead of attacking Transformers and Mo Qiuhuai, he cut off a claw and escaped.

The fire of ten thousand yin thunder suddenly appeared, and the thunder sound rushed towards the dark clouds.

The burial of the heavenly pass, the place where the caster comes from is the only entrance. If the body of consciousness wants to escape, it must also come from the coming and going in.

The Transformers took advantage of the trend and went against the wind, the internal wind formation of the mechanism was activated, and the cyan shimmer accompanied by the white thunder that resounded through the heavens and the earth turned into a meteor and rushed into the sky!

The white light flashed, as if tearing open the crack between heaven and earth. The sword of the transformers slashed through the sky, piercing through the thunder sound that had not yet escaped to the clouds, and the narrow sword shadow seemed to tear a huge hole in the sky.

With a sword of white thunder, the wind cloud formation stopped, the sword of the thunder god was closed, and the transformers turned back, which had already surpassed the speed of thunder. A sword piercing the sky cut a huge hole in Lei Yin's body, and with a miserable scream, a bloody rain fell in the sky, bringing a heart-palpitating fishy wind.

At this time, the ink master was very excited, in the previous life, due to forbearance, he had never experienced a few hearty battles, and he had never felt what a battlefield was, and now he was driving the armor, holding the Xiaoyun Yan weapon, and a move "Sky Thunder Light Blade" tore the divine consciousness of the nightmare beast.

In addition to being happy, he actually forgot that he was just a person who controlled the armor, and laughed three times, "Hahaha...... Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

The sloth raised his head, his neck stiffened, his legs lost control for a while, he staggered a few steps, and said in surprise: "This ...... This...... How is this possible, it is said that only the Divine Craftsman has a 1 in 10,000 chance to transform into a Weapon Spirit. Yan Armor, no matter how it is made in heaven, it is impossible to give birth to a weapon spirit......"

After laughing, the ink master felt that the thunder sound had been pierced by the white thunder, his scarlet eyes lit up again, and his mind turned, and a yin thunder rolled up the thunder sound Divine Consciousness Illusion Heavenly Star flashed, approaching the realm of dark clouds.

"Oh no! It's going to run away. The sloth shouted.

Lei Yin is defeated, so the next danger that Qing Luchen will face is not such a simple forbidden technique as Burial Heaven Pass!

Not only that, after this battle, I am afraid that innocent people such as Mo Wait, Mo Zhuangbi, and Feng Beixue will also be involved in the Hades Post.

Mo Qiuhuai, who stepped on the two green lotus flowers, looked coldly at the direction of the Yin Thunder Star's escape.

Gripping the sword of the slashing spirit, he snorted coldly: "You can still live against the sky, but there is no way to survive against me!"

Step on the green lotus, run the stars, turn the wind to dance, and reflect the lotus heart under the moon.

Mo Qiuhuai's figure gradually became transparent, and then disappeared in an instant.

"This!Shen Yinbu!" Mu Lazy said in surprise, "It's Shen Yinbu again, if it weren't for the fact that none of his twin spirits are swords, I'm afraid I'd think he was the kid in Mo Qiuhuai!"

The Yin Thunder Star suddenly loaded with the sharpness of a black gold ancient knife, and shouted in a lost voice: "How is it possible, your speed can't be faster than the divine sense I have compressed!"

"Nightmare Beast, you are pretentious, and you regard us Yanshi as ants, then you can see how my ant wiped you out!"

"No, no, no, no! If it weren't for the burial of the heavens, you wouldn't have been able to defeat me!

"You should leave these words to those souls who have been mutilated by you!"

With a swing of the knife, it formed a half-round black moon posture, colliding with the Yin Thunder Star, and generating Dao Black Flame.

"You deserve to kill me!"

"Kill, you can't talk about whether you are worthy or unworthy, only turn each other's ways and shallows! Don't complain about the heavens, blame yourself for your own death, you like to use the method of burying the heavens when you have nothing to do, and delusional gods will destroy living beings unconsciously, today is your retribution!"

Mo Qiuhuai instantly lifted his strength, competing with the thrust emitted by the Yin Thunder Star.

The sword qi was furious, forcing the Yin Thunder Star to retreat!

In order to increase the power of the sword, Mo Qiuhuai whispered Xingyun Gongfa: "The sword intent is free, the heart is demonic, the demon disappears, and there is no judgment in life and death." There are nine shadows in the ten shadows, nine turns of the veins, the pulse of the sky is blue, the knife and the knife are falling, the knife and the leaves are falling, the flowers and leaves are lifeless, and they are all returned to dust!"

The people at the edge of the pool watched Mo Qiuhuai's knife approaching, and swooped into the water surface of the ink pool with the thunder sound divine sense, and the pool water steamed in an instant, soaring three feet into the air.

The black sword qi turned into flying leaves and scattered into falling flowers, setting off Mo Qiuhuai's cold eyebrows and eyes.

"No...... No...... I'm not convinced...... I'm not convinced...... Seven nights of the crow, you frame me, you frame me!" The thunder sound consciousness gradually collapsed, and the soul consciousness dissipated!

Seven Nights of the Crow, who is that?

Mo Qiuhuai shook his head, the knife was closed, and the two green lotuses were one and bloomed on the ink pool.

Mo Qiuhuai sat at the lotus heart, meditating cross-legged.

Huahai Ink Pool, after a hard battle, finally returned to calm.

Transformers are liberated, turned into a pathless brilliance, and returns to the Glaive.

The sloth took back the five eggs and hid them in the ring, for fear of being taken away by others.

However, the Xiaoyun Yan Weapon, I am afraid that it was still returned to the original owner, and what was left behind was still the former star-rated Yan Weapon.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the ink blackness that obscured the sky and the sun was gone.

The pool is level, and the water is not blue.

The flowers and plants in the flower sea ink pool, as usual, attract bees and butterflies, bursts of floral fragrance, refreshing people's hearts, and make everyone feel fascinated.

It's just that Mo Qiuhuai has been sitting in the center of the blooming green lotus in the center of the ink pool, closing his eyes and recuperating, and he hasn't moved a single hair for a long time.

"Brother Zhuang Bi, what is your young master doing?" asked the sloth with a frown.

Originally, I wanted to communicate with Mo Qiuhuai to exchange with the Armor Divine Soldier, but now it seems that it may be extremely difficult to get my wish. A stick of incense has passed, and I don't know if Mo Qiuhuai did it unintentionally or intentionally. The two masters and servants don't know where they come from, and the strength they show is really terrifying.

The essence of the art of Yanjia is far beyond the understanding of a generation of Yanjia masters.

Could it be that these two are from another world?

Alas, don't think nonsense, if the other party deliberately conceals it and doesn't want to make it public, it will be useless for us to wait, it will only add trouble and make people quiet.

Thinking of this, he arched his hand and said, "Brother Zhuang Bi, I still have important things to do with Lulu, so I left first...... Miss Feng, the matter of your Lingzun, as the deacon elder of the Falling Dust Valley, will definitely find out clearly, give your father and daughter an explanation, and return your innocence to the world. ”

Feng Beixue nodded, no matter whether what the sloth said was sincere or not, this word was worth a thousand words, enough to remember in my heart.

Feng Beixue seemed to have thought of something, and after the sloth and Qing Luchen left, she said to Mo Zhuangbi: "Steward Mo, thank you for your young master's five-pin pill for today's matter." Da En is not grateful, and when the little girl finishes the last thing, she will repay Mo Gongzi's great kindness. ”

"It's just a five-pin pill...... The girl doesn't need to be so concerned, and my son-in-law won't take it to heart. Girl, everyone has their own destiny, and the future of my son-in-law is very dangerous, so it's better not for you to get involved. ”

Just kidding! The master said that Mo Qiuhuai is a person with the destiny of heaven, how can there be such a beautiful woman around him to take care of him? That will mess up his nature, what if he misses the major event of the westward journey?

Forehead...... It's not westbound, it's ...... What it is, it doesn't matter, in short, don't let this kid worry about the red dust, in case it breaks the big thing of the tomb spirit, it will not be good.

"Presumably, the housekeeper misunderstood, what Bei Xue meant was that if there was a place for Bei Xue in the future, just ask. ”

"Okay, then, Miss Feng, goodbye again......"

After seeing Feng Beixue off, Hua Nanpi sat upright under the pavilion, looking at Mo Qiuhuai in the distance, and kept thinking about what he had to do to enter Xingluo Academy.

He is already old, and he definitely can't sneak into Star Luo Academy as a student.

Faculty Teachers...... Although he is in a state of mind, it is a pity that he does not have an innocent identity, and he must be delusional.

Alas, what a distress!

"Third uncle, what do you want?" Mo Qiuhuai's voice sounded in his ears.

Hua Nanpi looked up, but he didn't realize that Mo Qiuhuai had come to his side.

", I'm scared to death, what did you do just now, could it be just to avoid those people?"

"Third uncle, you think too much, you have an epiphany when you use the knife technique, and you just want to savor it. Mo Qiuhuai sneered.

Mo Qiuhuai lied and told a big lie, because he couldn't let Hua Nanpi know about the existence of gluttony. After all, Huanan Pi has exhausted his life's cultivation, suppressing gluttony in the forbidden land of Tibetan Void Mansion. How would you feel if you knew that the gluttonous consciousness was hidden in a dream?

Fang Cai Lianzhong meditated in order to slowly collect the divine consciousness that had collapsed into the floating dream. The gluttony had already digested Lei Yin's divine sense, so he must be hiding in the depths of the bamboo forest at this time and slowly nibbling on the deliciousness.

Master Mo's voice suddenly sounded: "Qiu Huai, untie the scroll, Qin Gengxin is going to do it." ”

"What are you doing?" replied Mo Qiuhuai.

"The Realm in the Painting!"

"Mr. Qin has taken a fancy to the Flower Sea Ink Pool? Also, Mr. Qin has been studying the art of alchemy all these years, and he must need the resources here. However, Hua Nanpi ...... here"

"It's okay...... Hua Nanpi has gone all the way, the purpose is very simple, just your pure helper, the first time you used your mind to talk to him, you should have noticed this. The human heart is the most inscrutable thing, and no one dares to assert the human heart. ”

Indeed, when Hua Nanpi talked to his confidant, the fire in his heart was snow-white.

This means that he has no second thoughts about himself.

"Third uncle, get out of the way, I'm going to pretend to be forced. Mo Qiuhuai laughed.

"Hah, what are you going to do?" Hua Nanpi didn't seem to understand Mo Qiuhuai's words.

Mo Qiuhuai ran all the way, stepping on the water surface of the ink pool, climbing the water, and walking unimpeded.

As soon as he stepped into the air, a tornado rolled up under his body, helping Mo Qiuhuai to rise into the air.

At this time, it was already late at night, and under the silver moonlight, Mo Qiuhuai's vigorous figure shone on him.

With a shallow smile, the gentleman stepped on the moon, his body turned around, and he flew to the clouds like a dream.

The scroll opens, and the heavens and the earth change color.

The flower sea ink pool gradually disappeared under the moonlight of the fiasco, and was swallowed into slag little by little by the strange moonlight, and gradually dissipated.

Seeing this, Hua Nanpi was terrified.

What's the situation, this land seems to be uprooted by the aura of heaven and earth, and everything you see with your eyes turns into dust, crumbling and dissipating.

On the other hand, Mo Qiuhuai, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, was like a god descending from the earth, and behind him was the picture scroll obtained from Yang Gu.

With an idea, he took out the dagger "Ink Shadow Heavenly Chapter".

It's up to you, big brother, to help your hapless master.

It's better to rely on yourself, and the dead horse should be a live horse doctor.

The stars circulate, converging dagger blades.

The blade resounded with the sound of a knife, bringing up black dust and turning all the daggers into black smoke.

The black smoke filled the air, quickly burrowed into the back of Hua Nan Pi, stretched out a pair of black wings, and took Hua Nan Pi's body to the air in the direction of Mo Qiuhuai.

Either way, it's always right to stay by that kid's side.

However, the skill of this star weapon is still good, but I didn't expect it to have the ability to transform into shapes!

Under the eerie night sky, two figures floated in the sky under the moon.

And under the shadow, you can no longer see the flower sea ink pool.

This heaven and earth, as if swallowed by the tengu in the full moon, disappeared into the world.

Hua Nanpi blinked, looking at the huge void below and slightly distracted.

This kid...... What the hell did you do?

Floating like a dream, the grandeur of a floating island falls from the clouds.

The gluttony of the bamboo forest seemed to find this amazing scene and was slightly stunned.

The ink pool of the sea of flowers adds another beautiful scenery to the floating dream.

Qin Gengxin flew up to the floating island, looked at the medicine garden and a pool of clear water in front of him, nodded slightly, and finally got a place where he could study the art of alchemy.

This is the ability of floating life like a dream, everything in the world, but a big dream three autumns.

The scenery of the years will eventually disappear with time.

It is better to include the autumn dream and make it last, which is the realm of floating dreams in the painting!