Hundreds of sages guarding in front of the light gate looked at the direction where Bai Mang was shooting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"The Dead Soul is here to die again".

The three Holy Ancestors fled into the air, and the faces of the Saints in front of the Light Gate softened.

"Come in, come in with the Holy Friends, there have been many soul invasions in the past few years, and we are all used to it." The saint guarding the door saw that the saint had one foot in the light gate, and most of her body was frozen outside the door, with dripping sweat on her face, and explained with a smile.

Yao Chen looked up at the illusionary sky, and disappeared into the light gate in a flash.

Yao Chen leaned against the ancient tree, holding the undulating jade peak with both hands, and his heart was beating so fast that his throat was blowing. His legs were so weak that he almost sat on the ground. The saints who wandered around cast astonished glances.

Yao Chen glared at the beautiful eyes fiercely, and frightened the saints and walked away with interest, not bothering to look at the beauty.

Yao Chen rested for a while before he calmed down, wiped the cold sweat off his cheeks, and retreated to the depths of the city in a few wisps of doubtful consciousness.

The setting sun rolls into the golden red glow and sinks into the gloomy horizon. Yaochen stepped on the glow of Phnom Penh on the green board and came to the top of the towering mountain. It is said that it is a mountain peak, a green shadow attic, a heavy eaves and corners, and the glazed glass surrounds a detached elegance and mysterious atmosphere. Every tree, every grass, every trace of air, every ray of sunshine, all show tranquility and seclusion.

In the silent shadow of the building, among the dancing green glow, the sage walked leisurely in it, and was swallowed by the black shadow in a few flashes, leaving only a silent courtyard. It seemed to be just a shadow that occasionally flickered by when the sun was setting.

"Stop!" An icy voice came from the silent airspace, and a sword-like cold killing aura enveloped the heavens.

Mu Na's Yao Chen calmed down, as if he had suddenly woken up from a trance. Standing on the long stone base outside the mountain peak in astonishment, he bowed deeply and slowly retreated.

The blue light floats on the blue waves, stirring up patches of glittering waves; A saint wearing a moth crown and armor stood majestically outside the white stone wall under the mountain peak. The placket is slightly upturned in the wind, giving people a feeling of fluttering immortals. looked at Yaochen's back with cold eyes and delicate eyes, and his heroic eyebrows shone with a bewildered light.

Yaochen avoided the street, turned around, and came to the glazed tile hall under the hazy shroud, in the faint smoke, the body of the hall was like a silhouette floating on the clouds, which seemed to be extremely silent and solemn. The two dragons on the cornice, with golden scales and golden armor, are vivid, as if they want to fly into the air.

"When will my sister return?" A holy priest appeared in the courtyard with a smile.

Yao Chen bowed slightly. "Just came back, Master can be in the hall"?

The priest shook his head. "Master went to the Council of Elders to take care of business, so I waited for you here."

Yao Chen let out a long breath, a bright smile on his face. Take out another bag from the bag and give it to the priest with both hands. "Senior brother, please take it."

The saint took the bag, shook it a few times, and smiled slightly. "Senior sister has been tired for a hundred years, go back and rest quickly, and soon the master will come back and summon you."

Yao Chen glanced at the main hall, bowed slightly to the holy priest, took a few steps back, and turned to walk into the small courtyard hidden in the ink bushes on one side.

Inside the courtyard wall, the blue-gray temple ridge and the pale green towering ancient trees are bathed in rose-red night crystal lamps. Several saints sat outside the hall and gently held the long qin, the sound seemed to be blocked, only to see the saints flicking their fingers like flowing water, up and down, but there was no trace of the sound of the piano.

A saintess stopped the piano and looked at Yao Chen with her sideburns. "The sixth senior sister is back".

Dozens of holy maidens poured out of the hall, all of them were above the Condensation Realm, all of them looked at Yao Chen with a smile.

Yaochen hurriedly walked a few steps, passing through the ancient trees of flower shadow in the courtyard. Giggles! The holy maidens hugged them, chirping and making noise, asking east and west, and sometimes asking about the morning.

The saints were noisy, and more than half an hour passed, and there was no intention of dispersing. Yao Chen became a little trance-like and flashed.

"Okay, okay! I didn't see that your sixth senior sister was a little tired, let's all disperse! Let the sixth senior sister rest for a few days." The five saints who sat by the piano and did not move, the first saint stood up and said with a flat face.

The saints scattered noisily, bowed to the five saints in the morning, and followed the saints into the temple.

Pure and snow-white, verdant like ink crystal, condensing the atmosphere of heaven and earth. In the mist, the wind chimes hang in front of the stone bed, and countless rushing images are integrated into it.

Yao Chen sat in the quiet stone room, his fingers closed, his eyebrows slightly closed.

A phantom crystal shaft appeared in front of Yao Chen's face, and the illusion was full of life, gently changing the ghostly symbol.

For a moment, the Holy Body trembled slightly, fear swept through his body, and his teeth couldn't help but shiver.

I've heard of "soul devouring" before. Unexpectedly, I encountered it inadvertently, not only that, but the soul bell of the "Holy Soul City" was not aware of it, and "I also entered the Holy Soul City". The most infuriating thing is that the soul man has so many requirements.

"Holy friend, life and death are only a thought, take me there, I will not devour the divine consciousness, keep you safe and sound, otherwise, you and I will die in the city." The soul sound in Yaochen's domain of consciousness was so great that his eyes turned into souls.

"Soul Eater"! It's too much for Holy Soul City, and it's not surprising. But for the Sage, that's a matter of life. Yao Chen was scared in his heart! he was really scared. The conditions of the soul were even more frightened by the soul of Yaochen, and the idea of pinning his hopes on the "soul clock" had already flown away without a trace.

Yao Chen stared at the soul axis, his eyes turning into a soul. You know, it's more frightening than playing with life.

"Holy friend, as long as you take me close to the 'Soul Suppression Tower', I will have a way." The soul sound rose mightily, piercing his heart like a knife, and it also made Yao Chen's heart ache.

Yao Chen tried to resist several times, but his divine consciousness was imprisoned by an invisible force, as if his hands and feet were tied, and he could not indulge freely.

Yao Chen knew where it was, it was a place where a saint like her could go, and she couldn't even get close to the edge of the "Holy Soul Peak", so why talk about going to the "Soul Tower".

"Let the Holy Friends think of the solution." The soul voice echoed in the domain of knowledge. Yao Chen knew that everything he was thinking and thinking was now under the control of the soul man, and there was no condition to say.

The sound of the wind of the silver bell echoed in my ears.

"Senior sister, it's been ten days, I'm still sleepy, and I'm going to become a pig." The three saints approached with a smile on their faces, stopping at the edge of the stone bed. A saint playfully plays wind chimes.

Yao Chen frowned slightly, and a wry smile appeared on his face. "Senior Sister Lin is here."

Lin Sheng smiled lightly. "Senior Sister Ning and Senior Sister Lan and I can't wait, so I have to come to you",

Yao Chen stretched his waist and looked at the three junior sisters curiously, I don't know what it was, several junior sisters were so anxious, they grabbed it without a word of notification.

"You, after a hundred years, you have forgotten that today is the 'Soul Flower Festival', and you have to go to pick soul flowers." Lan Fei stretched out his hand and pulled the pretending Yaochen.

"Ahh

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go! If you don't leave, the scum will be gone." Ning Yi couldn't help but say that he pulled Yao Chen out of bed with Lan Fei.

Yao Chen's legs were weak, and he almost sat on the ground. Ning Yi pulled lightly and lifted Yao Chen up. "Hehe-hee, I can't stand when I hear the soul flower."

Lin Sheng and Lan Fei pursed their lips and laughed. I have long known that Yao Chen likes soul flowers, and when there was no business back then, every time I was the first Zhang Luo in Yao Chen, and after midnight, I ganged up to occupy a place.

"I'll wash it". Yao Chen panicked, dodging the laughing gaze of the three junior sisters.

Where is the "Soul Garden"? It is where the "Town Soul Tower" is located, and the center of the "Soul Garden" is the forbidden place "Town Soul Tower". It blooms once every ten years, and there are countless "soul flowers" in the garden, but it is difficult to pick.

"What are you going to do? The three junior sisters pulled Yao Chen and walked out, Yao Chen struggled twice, and had to follow out.

The four holy maidens trotted all the way, following the increasingly dense group of saints towards a mountain peak in the city.

From time to time on the side of the street, there is a crystal card erected: "Pick soul flowers together, flower souls send beautiful women" sign. There are saints standing under the card, all dressed very decently, wearing various colored robes outside the armor, embroidered with different totems on the front and back, which looks very temperamental.

Four holy women squeezed past the crystal card. There are often saints who make a deep prostration. "Holy Friend, may you go along?"

Hmph! Lin Shengyao's nose was light, and the saint was frightened and took a step back.

"Toad ......". Lan Fei muttered a half-sentence, and the saint priest looked at the holy woman's robe and turned his face to the side. In the "Holy Soul City", the armor totem is a symbol of identity and status, and the saints in the city are scattered to climb the saints of the temple.

Yao Chen regained the nobility of the past, and his clear eyes exuded a fresh and natural atmosphere from the inside out, dragging a gauze skirt as light as mist, faintly exuding a faint orchid fragrance, which was very eye-catching in the tardigrade holy group.

Several saints came over, and when they saw Yao Chen and the other saints, their eyes couldn't help but light up, and they greeted them with a smile.

"It's the fifth senior brother!" Lin Sheng lightly touched Yao Chen, and Lan Fei and Ning Yi smiled and waved their hands.

The two saints stared at Yao Chen with straight eyes, chatting with Lan Fei intentionally or unintentionally. Yao Chen and Lin Sheng just nodded, and followed the holy flow into the distance.

Ning Yi eagerly glanced at Yaochen's back, and pulled Lan Fei away. "Senior brother, let's go."

The two holy priests stood awkwardly, not feeling a good feeling in their hearts, looking at the surging holy stream, and they felt indescribable loss.

"Senior sister, I found out that you were Bingyan after you came back." Lin Sheng took Yao Chen's hand and asked with squinted eyes.

Yao Chen's eyes stared at the light gate that was getting closer and closer, intentionally or unintentionally, and panicked. "Ahh

Lin Sheng was amused in his heart, it seems that Senior Sister Yao went out a little bit this time, otherwise, how could she be so nervous.

Suddenly, the surging holy stream stopped, squeezing violently to the sides.

"Oh! I want to die!" Lin Sheng shouted, and the squeezed saint slammed into him, and Lan Fei, who didn't have time to hide, was trampled on by someone who didn't know why.

Ning Yi protected his chest and pushed the holy priest in front of him violently, but he couldn't push at all, and his face was red.

"Ding Ding Ding"! There was a small crystal bell, and the shouting holy group fell silent. Snow-like meteors fell on the small clearing, splashing a cloud of white starlight.