Yi Jue's face turned white, and a fishy smell came to his nose. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The great storm and thunderbolt swirled, striking Yi Jue like a bell.

The "Red Blood and Wrinkling Moon" stood in front of Yi Jue's body, and the arc light of the Dao Dao flashed from the spirit weapon. After a few beeps, Yi Jue was struck dozens of miles away by a faint thunderbolt.

A tight and loose snow-bright arc swept by, and everything fell silent, Yi Jue closed his breath, and his panicked mind was aware of the distant realm.

Mo Ye disappeared without a trace, and thousands of red rays fell in the airspace, flickering in groups, flying around with the violent wind. Strangely shaped, like blood-colored scars.

The long blue rock, which was gradually reflected in the falling bright blood arc, was gradually reflected red, and cracked long cracks as if bleeding.

Hundreds of miles away, Mo Ye put away the strange-faced ghost head shield in shock, and danced with blood-colored arc light patterns, and the entire holy body seemed to fall into lightning, hissing and bursting.

Such a sharp technique, Mo Xie forcibly pressed the blood in his chest, and a trace of blood flowed out of his nose and mouth.

Mo Evil Divine Sense glanced thousands of miles away, and the scorching fire qi rolled in, and the thick blood qi was almost disgusting. Could it be that the Insect Ancestor was really exterminated by the Peak Ancestor?

Mo Xie held on to his undulating chest, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the black shadow flashed into the distance.

The storm swept the bloody curse, flashed blood-colored thunder, and opened a thick black curtain of smoke, indigoming a cyan sky.

Holding the "Light Ripple Spirit Sword", Miao Miao stared at the flesh-red light cluster hundreds of miles away. The sword just now, although it was just a temptation, condensed thousands of miles of divine sense, and it failed to cut through the blood light shield.

A faint red puff rose from the light mask, and a blood-colored insect shadow appeared from the red puff, and the insect shadow flashed arc light, flickering bright and dim.

A piercing screech came from within the "Bloodlight Mask". "Evil spirit, you are still one step late, this spirit worm has already merged, hahaha......."

Ethereal eyes changed slightly, thin eyebrows were high, staring at the blood-colored insect shadow, and it was really heterosexual.

"Blood curse, do you think that you can sit back and relax by refining the same body? When you return to the spirit realm, you are useless." There was a sneer, and the chill of the ice killing caused the fading spells around him to condense.

"Hey, hey, hey, you don't have to worry about it, the Spirit Clan occupies my spell domain, and I have to pay for it with blood." The Blood Shadow Curse Worm ruffled eight bone spurs and creaked across the airspace.

"Arrogant! Just refining the same body is so domineering, you have the ability to return to the spirit realm to fight, I want to see what the power of your same body secret technique is." After sneering, he had to think of a way, the Spirit Clan prevented the Spell Clan from "refining the same body", just to prevent another disaster in the Spirit Realm, how could there be a Blood Shadow Male Spell left in the Holy Realm.

For tens of millions of years, although there has been an insect explosion every three million years, the Blood Shadow Curse Worms that have come to the Holy Realm are all female curses, and no male spell has ever been able to escape to the Holy Realm. The spirit clan has taken great pains to kill the male curse, and every time there is a blood shadow male curse to coagulate blood, a great spirit will be sent to kill it. It's inconceivable that there would be a curse escaping to the Holy Realm.

"Hey, hey, hey, this bit of blood food in the Holy Realm is useless to this spirit insect, if you don't invite me back to the Spirit Domain, I will kill back to the Spirit Domain, I will take your Blood Soul Sacrifice Flag first, and wash the Spirit Domain in blood." The blood shadow burst into a wicked laugh, laughing so terribly that people were stunned.

"The little Soul Fixing Realm Spell Worm is so arrogant, wait for me to capture you and return to the Spirit Palace." Ethereal was ruthless, but he didn't make a move, staring coldly at the blood shadow.

A blood-red tongue sticks out of the blood cover, licks the sharp chelicera, and warps the steel-like tendrils. "Evil spirits, whoever is crazy, will see in a while."

Suddenly, a streamer of light pierced the night sky, wiping out an incomparably strange lifelike blood. This blood light drew a long light mark in the black-scaled night sky, and the blood light shone instantly, and the dragon-shaped blood shadow rose into the sky, burrowing into the light mark in a flash, and melting into the night starlight little by little.

Ethereal eyes sent a streamer, looking back at the divine sense and glancing at the holy area under the star shower, the wind of the Shadow of the Beauty gradually swayed, with a dazzling light into the fleeting light traces.

The silent night sky is like countless drops of beautiful tears, dazzlingly falling into the silent and cold night.

Yi Jue looked up at the thin line of light, slowly disappearing into the distant stars, several beautiful ribbons of light, dancing and flying, soft dragons and phoenixes, elegantly permeating the night.

Thousands of miles away, Chixiao stood desperately in the cold wind night sky, looking at thousands of tired sages.

These saints had just woken up from their obsession, and they sat together weakly, staring at the saints holding black beads of light in confusion. In the memories of all the saints, there are only fogs, spell crits, and pain**.

Now, everything is stuck in the depths of the sea of knowledge, and there is only a saint and a thick black ink in front of him.

"Who saw Tai'a?" Chi Xiao asked a hundred times, and the Sage of Muna nodded and shook his head, and in their memory, Tai'a was engulfed by the strange mist rising with them.

Chixiao stood in the empty space in frustration, his eyes were not shining, and Mu Na looked at the stupid sage in front of him. The eldest brother Tai'a's soul sense is obviously strong, why can't he find it? Chi Xiao looked at the "Nine Soul Beads" in his hand and lowered his head sadly.

"Didn't find big brother". A deep voice entered the Chixiao Domain.

"No," Chixiao replied faintly.

"I can sense his presence." Shen Yin continued to be conscious.

"Me too". Chixiao's voice looked very tired.

"It's not that the eldest brother doesn't want to see us". The consciousness stopped for a long time, and then there was a ripple.

"Maybe!" Chi Xiao sighed.

"Let's go, it's good that the eldest brother is safe and sound, maybe he has his reasons." Thousands of miles away, a black shadow stood in the night sky, holding his arms and recognizing the airspace.

Chixiao slowly raised his head and looked around at the black markings in the night. A pair of dark eyes shot out of the light, and he said a few words to the night, turned around and fled into the sky.

The Sage, who was paralyzed in the night sky, staggered to his stomach, shook his tattered armor and scattered to the four domains. After a few breaths, the sound of a clanging spell crit came, and countless fires and curses mixed together.

The blue mango stone wall is pressed on its back, and the aggressive momentum of the collapse is suffocating. At the bottom of the mountain, the dense bone spur forest lined the cliff with a black forest, and clusters of unknown blood-colored bone flowers jumped out of the blue rock wall.

The entire mountain peak was a terrifying green with a gloomy and terrifying green, and the spell that had not had time to dissipate was like long white hairs growing in the bone forest, entwined in wisps between them.

Gradually, the morning glow rose, and in an instant, the sky became colorful and magnificent, and the black clouds flashed with golden red light, like a giant peak lying in the sky.

The golden light rose and shone on Mo Xie's slightly dark face, reflecting Chixiao's thin cheeks looking even more handsome. The second brother looked at the ten thousand golden lights in the distance with expressionless faces, and his sad eyes flashed with a faint melancholy.

The glow of the sun dispersed the clouds, and in the blink of an eye, the colorful glow of the sky was replaced by a dazzling light. The bone forest that illuminates the mountains is shining with green. Bursts of blood and curse stench filled the air, blowing two majestic figures.

Chixiao and Mo Ye stood silently on the top of the scorching and stinking mountain, their faces black and red. Looking up, the towering mountain peaks behind him are dyed with patches of blue light, and between the overlapping peaks, there are green rays, flashing like golden snakes ......dancing wildly.

"Second brother, let's go! The eldest brother may have an unspeakable addiction, so he doesn't want to see us." Mo Ye looked at the green silk tent, and a white mist rose. The Holy Army had already swept across the mountain, leaving only tens of thousands of Sages cleaning up the bones of the Curse Worm.

Chixiao turned his head to look at Mo Ye, his hesitant eyes were bloodshot. "Second brother, you and I are three brothers, we grew up together, although we have been wandering in the Holy Land for more than a thousand years and have experienced countless dangers, we are close to each other, I don't want my eldest brother to be alone here."

Chixiao's state of mind, of course Mo Ye knows, but why is the eldest brother Tai'a hiding from him, he can obviously sense his breath, but he can't know where it is. The two saints had no choice but to wait silently.

The stars are moving, Mo Ye and Chixiao have been waiting for this mountain peak for a hundred years. The blue rocks have been eroded by the wind and frost of the years, and they have become peaks of different heights like knives and axes.

Shi Yan was gradually covered by the green grass, lush, and as far as the eye could see, the grass was writhing and weak under the breeze, dripping with a little green light.

The strange flowers and plants that shade the sun and the sun are the soul of the peaks and mountains, and the birdsong of the warbler and the swallow dance replaces the mystery of the clouds and fog. Lush pines and cypresses grow between the cracks in the stones, and the trees are verdant. The spring water in the mountains flows, gurgling and murmuring, just like the dragon spitting pearls, catering to the kingfisher screaming.

Two figures hid on the pines and cypresses, staring at the lonely valley. After a few glances, the slender figure flashed into the distance.

Qingcheng, in the golden glow of the sunset, clothed in the golden veil like cicada wings, the eaves of the palace, the dragon and the phoenix, reflecting the golden scales and golden feathers, want to fly into the air.

The afterglow shone on the white rock wall on one side, and the dazzling stone light seemed to be flowing water droplets.

Thousands of sages stepped on the pale red flowing clouds, leisurely entering and exiting a gate of light.

Suddenly, the aura of the airspace was agitated, and the calm and glowing light gate suddenly dimmed, and a saint priest who had just stepped into half of the light gate was ejected dozens of feet away, and the sage who had no time to dodge was knocked several times. Angry eyes looked at the sage with a slightly cold face.

"What a lack of morality ......". Several saints scolded squeamishly for half a sentence, and were stunned by the red light of the airspace.

Attached to the golden mist, it reflects a dazzling brilliance. The two saints handsomely escaped in the red glow, and their divine sense glanced at Qingcheng in the afterglow of the sunset, and fell in front of the light gate.

In front of the light gate, hundreds of sages gave up a clearing like ghosts, and looked at these two uninvited guests in amazement.

All the saints were shocked, the gate of the Qingcheng Domain would not be closed easily, it turned out that these two saints had a strong "eternal curse worm" blood condensed on their bodies.

More than a hundred years have passed since the insect explosion, how can there be a saint priest returning, and the blood of the curse insect on his body has shocked the domain gate. Even when he fought with the "Ancient Curse Worm" back then, no saint had such blood.

"He Fang Saint returns to Qingcheng".

The four heavily armored figures stood in front of the domain gate and shouted sharply.