Chengying hurriedly raised his head, his divine sense glanced at the black valley sky, and a shocking light flashed in his eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info's figure flashed, and he took Mo Ye's hand and fled into the distance.

The icy aura on Mo Xie's body disappeared strangely, leaving only an ice-white face.

"I've been in the Valley of Dry Souls for hundreds of years, and there's no place I haven't been." Chengying glanced at Mo Ye, although there were still tears in his eyes, and he pouted softly.

Mo Xie let out a sigh of relief, fortunately, Jiu'er also sensed the danger, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"The Three Divine Senses are very terrifying, it's better to hide." Mo Ye took Chengying's warm little hand and gently tightened it.

"Oh, you know, your hands are like ice tongs." Chengying pulled out his hand violently and looked at Mo Ye strangely.

"Oh"! Mo Ye was speechless for a while, and he needed to say that it was Bing Jiu's ghost again.

Chengying glared at Mo Ye half-fiercely and half-resentfully, and fled to another domain with Mo Ye.

Mo Ye stretched out his hand to hug Chengying's thin waist, and several ice blades instantly condensed in the palm of his hand.

Mo Xie subconsciously withdrew his hand, and obediently followed behind Chengying, looking at Qianying, whose clothes fluttered and his body was light, his eyes were hot, and he just didn't care.

The quiet darkness was so calm that you could hear the sound of a needle dropping. Suddenly, a disc-like moon shadow flashed out of the darkness, and a faint moonlight shone onto the dark valley. The boundless black, suddenly lifted the black veil to reveal a green and delicate face, and the entire valley was soaked in a dreamy silver-gray by the moonlight.

The three holy shadows stepped on the moonlight like a tide, condensing in the light like ice. Looking at the valley submerged in the crystal cold.

The cold moonlight sprinkled all over the valley flew away in the thin clouds, wiping the silent barren valley with a dim water-like light.

"Senior brother, why is there another saint girl?" Meng Lingzi's snow-white skin, against the white and miserable moonlight, stared at the "Thousand Miles of Condensation Beads" in Meng Xinzi's hand with a slight smile.

"It's very strange that there is still a saint who can escape the 'Soul Devouring Array'" Meng Xinzi shook his head suspiciously, his heart full of curiosity.

The "Soul Devouring Sealing Array" was built by the ancestor of the Holy Clan's Open Domain, in order to seal the door of the Soul Domain, for thousands of years, whether it is a Sage or a Soul Person, no cultivator can escape the blockade. I thought that the saints would eat their souls if they broke into the big array, but I didn't expect that there would be no saints in the big array, but there would still be saints alive in the big array.

"Senior brother, what do you want to do so much, you will naturally know if you catch the second saint." Dream Sky blew his beard and said glaringly.

"Do you remember the holy woman brought back by the Holy Devil hundreds of years ago?" Meng Xinzi frowned, looking at the afterimage on the crystal bead.

"Do you mean the holy woman who escaped into the 'Valley of Dry Souls'?" Meng Kongzi was shocked, remembering that back then, the Holy Devil brought back a holy woman from the wasteland, and she actually held a red void soldier. When returning to the Holy Sword Mountain and passing by the "Valley of Dry Souls", the Holy Maiden escaped into the valley without knowing what spell to use, and broke through the "Gate of Dry Souls" with a sword. The Holy Devil said: At that time, he "saw the 'light of the wandering spirit'".

The Holy Sword Mountain has sent the Great Sage into the "Dry Soul Gate" several times, but has not been able to find this holy woman, let alone get the virtual soldier, and it is even more difficult to verify whether there is really a "Wandering Soul Light". How could the Holy Soldier "Wandering Soul Ring" be in the hands of a little Holy Maiden!

"I found the trace immediately, just to solve the mystery of the 'wandering spirit'." Meng Kongzi couldn't help but get excited in his heart.

The "Soul Ring" has been lost from the Holy Sword Mountain for thousands of years, if you can really find the clues of the "Spirit Ring", let the Holy Ring return to the Holy Sword Mountain, and then break the Soul City is just around the corner.

The faces of the three saints became inscrutable, and the divine eyes were "thousands of miles of condensation beads", stepping on the moonlight like green smoke, chasing in the direction of Mo Ye and Chengying.

The moon poured like water on Chengying's delicate back, and the soft posture soaked in the cold silver light made Mo Xie swallow his saliva when he saw it.

"This stinky girl, she has been running for more than 600 years, and her ups and downs are even more charming." Mo Ye gossiped and silently followed behind Chengying.

Chengying stretched out his hand, trying to grab Mo Ye's clothes.

Mo Ye was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged, watching Yubai's little hand reach out, his eyes shining brightly, but he didn't dare to let Chengying catch it.

"What are you hiding?" Chengying looked back at Mo Xie with a little anger.

"Hee-hee, your little hands are electrified, I'm afraid of roasting Huba." Mo Ye grimaced.

"Smiling again, smash the skin off your face." Chengying said angrily, his big plush eyes shining softly.

Mo Ye dodged. "The girl can't do it, without him, the Holy Sword Mountain knows that I am coming, and he can beat me to ashes."

"Okay, I know that I will go into the mountains."

"Isn't this for you"?

Chengying was silent, his eyes were red, and he wanted to throw himself into Mo Xie's arms.

"Girl, I'm going to chase after you." Mo Xie pointed behind him.

Chengying wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and squeezed out a small voice between his fine teeth. "Dead donkey, still staring".

Mo Xie had long expected that when he entered the "Dry Soul Valley", the Holy Sword Mountain and the Holy Medicine Mountain would be chased by the Great Sages, but he didn't expect to follow so soon. "You can't get out of the cracks in the ground."

Chengying took Mo Ye all the way away, and came to a small waterfall, where several blue and white streams of water hit the black rocks, and the water splashed like a broken rag, pouring out like the sound of a piano, splashing with beautiful music.

Chengying stopped in front of the silver-white water, pointed a little, and the wisps of water curtain were opened as if blown by the wind, and Chengying dodged in.

The light mist blown by the waterfall sprinkled on his face, and Mo Ye felt a little cold. Stretched out his hand to hold the shadow and turned into a wisp of afterimage. Several streams of water rushed down, and accidentally, they hit the rocks, splashing in all directions, as crystal and lovely as flying beads and broken jade.

After a few breaths, a new moon rose from the dark valley. Hanging in the dark blue sky, the clear light of water shines on the deep valley.

The faint moonlight sprinkled on the waterfall, several waterfalls highlighted the majestic momentum in the soft moon shadow, and the green scales with teeth and claws rolled and wrapped around the rocks, crowded, and the roar of thunder and lightning fell all the way.

The mist rose into the air and pounced on the three holy shadows that stood in the valley sky. A crystal light shield blocked the flying mist.

Meng Kongzi pinched the "Thousand Miles Condensation Bead", his expression was a little suspicious, the afterimage in the crystal bead disappeared, and in front of him was a splashing waterfall.

"Senior brother"!

Meng Xinzi looked at the reflection of the waves, her face expressionless. Although the "Valley of Dry Souls" restricts the divine sense, the "Thousand Miles of Condensation Beads" can also glimpse the afterimage left by the sage within a hundred zhang. Seeing that he caught up with those two holy shadows, he lost his trace strangely here.

Not only Meng Xinzi, but also Meng Lingzi sighed in her heart. "Little saint, the divine sense is so outstanding."

Meng Kongzi twisted a wisp of aura and gently clicked into the "crystal bead". The dragon-like gas in the bead body surrounded the bead domain, emitting a pale gray light, and after a few breaths, the spiritual light dissipated, and there was no afterimage.

Meng Kongzi shook his head and looked at Meng Xinzi who was silent.

Meng Xinzi looked at Meng Lingzi.

Meng Lingzi pouted her mouth, and complained in her heart: "Let the ancestor take the lead when you go back, can't you two old men pretend to be kind?"

With a shake of the light gauze armor, the cloud suit fell with colorful mist flowers. Meng Lingzi raised her pretty eyebrows, stared at a faint smile, and stepped forward slightly.

"This ancestor is the patriarch of the Holy Sword Mountain, and the two little saints don't know why they entered my 'Dry Soul Valley'? The ancestor will not be embarrassed for the two little friends". Meng Lingzi's voice was soft, as if she was talking to herself.

The sound of the waterfall engulfed the soft sound, the scales flew down, and countless black jade shattered among the rocks. But there was no echo.

Dream Kongzi's face darkened. "Senior sister, don't want your mother-in-law's, get out of the little rabbit cub quickly, otherwise I will split this valley with a sword."

The sound of the bell rushed into the waterfall, stirring up a water ripple, blowing the waterfall curtain to both sides.

Meng Xinzi looked at the valley, and a few cool droplets of mist flew in and fell into the finger light of the half-ring.

"Don't shout, the little sage has already escaped into the depths of the valley along the water, let's chase it again!" After Meng Xinzi finished speaking, he shook his battle sleeves and fled to another domain.

Meng Lingzi and Meng Kongzi knew the waterfall and chased after Meng Xinzi unwillingly.

Mo Ye held the nephrite body of Chengying and hid in the "water ring". The hand holding the thin waist was a little sweaty, as if it was a little nervous, and it kept squirming.

Chengying will "escape the water", of course Mo Ye knows. It's just that there is such a good opportunity, how can he give it up, not to mention that Bing Jiu doesn't know about it.

Mo Ye's face was covered with a layer of mist, and his eyes stared at the three condensed holy shadows outside the waters. Although Chengying felt that the pig's hand was inappropriate, he was also happy with it, and without the three damn old things outside, he would have already thrown himself into his arms.

Chengying snuggled up to Mo Ye's side, his slightly trembling hand pressed on the holy bag, the itchy heat flashed in his mind, and the vigilant god recognized the holy shadow outside the waters.

At this time, Mo Xie no longer had the heart to feel the softness that came from the armor, and his heart couldn't help but sink, thinking that it was Qingyunzi and other sages who came with him. I didn't expect it to be the three elders of the Holy Sword Mountain.

Although the "Water Ring Avoidance" can hide the aura of Mo Ye and Chengying, it can't stop the coercion of the three great sages. The countless divine consciousness pressures made Mo Xie's heart slightly cold, and the hand surrounding Chengying tightened a little.

Chengying's shoulder bones trembled slightly, for hundreds of years, although dozens of incarnation realm saints have come to this domain, the realm is all at the first order of the incarnation realm, and the divine consciousness is only about five hundred miles, so there is no way to help Chengying. And these three Holy Ancestors outside the waters, the realm is all at the second level of the incarnation realm, and their divine consciousness is nearly seven hundred miles.

Chengying is now at the second order of condensation, and the "Voyeur Pain Perception Divine Consciousness" is close to great perfection. With Mo Evil and Chengying Divine Sense, the coercion of the three Holy Ancestors could not be shaken at all. However, "Peeping Divine Sense", neither Mo Ye nor Chengying have cultivated, and although the power of peeping is stronger than that of puppets, it is too far from the three Holy Ancestors.

Seeing that the three Holy Ancestors were about to leave, Chengying's tightened heart beat wildly, and his thin waist twisted involuntarily, and he was held by that dirty hand and panicked.

Mo Xie's face changed slightly, and he felt a wisp of killing intent flying in, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the cold killing aura penetrated through the realm of consciousness.

Meng Xinzi, who turned around and fled, a ring of light flashed in his hand, and the "Killing Double Flying Sword" spun out two fire dragons, one red and one green, two fire heads, opened two flame mouths, and plunged into the falling waterfall.