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"Faint! You are a dead stone, what is it to take risks, Lao Tzu has already exploded once." The forbidden slave scolded with his big teeth.

"Okay, wake up that old devil."

"I'm tortured! You dead stone, playing with your ancestors, you know that Lao Tzu is the old devil's fast food, and you still have this sassy idea." The forbidden slave grabbed the "fog fossil" floating in the air fiercely, and put it to his mouth to bite it.

"Dead Snow Demon, don't be presumptuous, you are easy to bully when you are Lao Tzu, if you don't want to save your master, you just say it, don't get it to me." The "fog fossils" collected the fog, revealing a black and shiny stone.

The forbidden slave stopped, looked at the distant mountain with his eyes open, and blinked a few times. Pin the "fog fossil" to his waist, pull the skull chain crystal hammer, and swoop towards the distant peaks.

The dark blue sky shrouded the half-light and half-dark valley, long bands of golden and red light cut through the mist, and the long shadows of the black and wet canopy turned into green tents, covering a puddle of dark blue water, and transparent and crystalline silk rose from the depression and gradually disappeared into the colorful mist.

Several holy women stood by the puddle and sat in a circle on the fire cloud stone beast, which had wings on its shoulders, a neck several feet long, a sharp mouth and a wide mouth, and a head with two horns, and stared at the smokey puddle with its eyes.

A gust of wind swayed the canopy of trees that covered the sky, and the airspace wind blew on the surface of the lake, causing the slightest ripple.

The frivolous skirt of the saint on the Fire Cloud Beast was raised, staring at the airspace, her face changed slightly, and a fierce light flashed in her eyes.

"Hey, I said rocks, and the little ones are gone." The Forbidden Slave craned his neck, holding the skull chain crystal hammer, and looked at this strange valley.

The forbidden slave asked a few times, but the "fog fossil" did not respond. "Dead stones, pretending to be strange images".

The Forbidden Slave made a few turns and walked into the glittering silver ribbon. Embedded in the green hills, the dazzling mist slowly approached, poured down from the top of the mountain, crashed into the surrounding rocks, and floated away like broken jade.

The tiny droplets of water refracted the glow, shrouded in a vast mist, and a cool wind blew, and the blunt people stood in the slightly trembling mist in their tulle clothes. "Spiritual friends, it's better to leave early."

"Oh, if you don't come out, I can't even find you, where is that big guy?"

Dull Jun's face was pale, and his delicate face accumulated a hint of anger. He said softly: "Don't think that your secret skills are invincible, just a straw in front of our demon lord."

"What is straw, I'm just a blade of grass, take me to the lord surnamed Demon." The forbidden slave bared his teeth, and his voice became very sharp.

Dull Jun's face sank, and his eyes widened. "Get out"!

"Hey, hey, hey, you don't count, I'll shout." The forbidden slave didn't give face, and the skull chain crystal hammer fell into the airspace, and he was about to smash the air when he opened the stance.

Blunt Jun was busy blocking the airspace, looking at the snow monster in front of him who had a bad head and was demented, there was no way at all, he couldn't fight, he couldn't fight, he couldn't hide, and he couldn't. For a moment, the two saints held the air.

Not to mention, the forbidden slave slashed the skull chain crystal hammer twice, but he didn't dare to move.

"Dead stones, what to do".

"Smash her".

"Dizzy! you **** can't come up with a good idea." The forbidden slave scolded. When I didn't know that it was the master's holy love, needless to say, the forbidden slave would not be polite at all. Now that I know, I don't have the guts.

"Tell your demon lord that there is a 'Divine Light of the Underworld' in the Holy Cloud City."

The forbidden slave's voice fell, and two black eyes like copper bells emerged from the mist.

The forbidden slave bean glared at the black eye, and bared his teeth at the black eye.

"Really"? There was a humming sound in the fog, which shook the valley and reverberate.

"Of course, I just took the ,...... , but unfortunately it was cleared out". The forbidden slave blinked his eyes and replied arrogantly.

The black eyes will forbid the slave. "Hey, hey, hey, you don't dare to lie to me, lie to me, now I'll refine you."

The forbidden slave grinned, and his nose snorted.

"Let's go, take me to Shengyun City".

The faint fragrance was accompanied by the cool wind, and against the wind, three "fire cloud beasts" flew out. There was a long, shrill whistle, and the rolling waves of fire rolled up the fog, and the valley rang with it, and there was a wail.

Three "Fire Cloud Beasts" pulled a puddle of green water and appeared in the air, their wings shook violently, and six fire clouds rose into the sky, and the valley sky was stained with blood and burst into flames. Rolling up the waves of fire, he rushed in the direction of Shengyun City.

The forbidden slave pulled the skull chain crystal hammer, looked at the bloody airspace, and really didn't dare to follow, not because he didn't want to, the flames in the sky were not ordinary fires, standing in the fire, the forbidden slave had a fear of being melted.

After waiting for a while, the demonic fire retreated into the distance, and the forbidden slave slowly fled towards the Holy Cloud City with the skull chain crystal hammer.

The vast and boundless Shengyun City seems to float in the clouds, and the streamer is disillusioned on the city, illuminating the shadow of the building and the palace like a mirage.

Suddenly, a ray of blood light emerged from the distant sky, and half of the city's shadow was instantly dyed red.

Wang He sat in the main hall, supporting the yang and rubbing it vigorously. Several elders stood aside with their faces pulled, staring at the small ones with big eyes, and no one squeaked.

It's a bit nerve-wracking, no one expected that Mo Ye's divine sense would be consummated. The elders of Saint Cloud City tried everything they could, from the voyeuristic divine sense to the voyeuristic pain divine sense, and they were unexpectedly invulnerable. No Sage in Sacred Cloud City was able to break through his divine sense.

Even though Mo Xie has only incarnated at the first order, his voyeuristic divine sense should be very weak, and the Holy Ancestors have also tried, but there is still no way.

The Holy Ancestors were discussing at this time, and they were stunned by the sudden blood light. Who has such the ability to dare to burn down the Holy Cloud City.

Wang He slowly stood up and was silent for a while in the face of the blood light. "It seems that this battle between me and the demon is inevitable, please ask the city lord of Mei to solve the matter of the young master."

Mei Xi nodded, and replied with a heavy heart: "How long can the Great Elder carry it?"

Wang He didn't respond, and walked out of the Hall of Elders with his battle sleeves shaking.

Mei Xi looked at the slender figure of the Great Elder, and couldn't tell what it was like. I had to take a few elders and flee to Xingfeng.

The soft waves of the Xinghu Lake are rippling, and the weak water is silent. Mo Xie hung on the crystal chain, his head lowered, like an empty holy robe hanging in the air, swaying slightly with the wind.

The black hair that hung straight down floated a thin slit, and the seductive eyes stared into the changing airspace.

The mist shook open the long light gate, and dozens of Holy Ancestors stopped on the surface of the lake with expressionless faces.

Mo Xie shook off his black hair, biting his lip lightly with his teeth, and there was a bit of sneer in his eyes.

Mei Xi and the others have been here more than a dozen times, and each time they have hugged each other, using a lot of secret techniques and holy arts, but in the end they have all returned in vain, and I don't know what tricks they will use this time.

"The Lord of Mei City is here again, and it really took a lot of effort to deal with me as a saint." Mo Xie said with a sneer.

Mei Xi sneered: "Why, Mo Shengyou is full of confidence every time."

"What qualifications do I have as a prisoner to talk about faith, but I haven't understood why Lord Mei is so difficult for me." Mo Ye looked at Mei Xi with a calm face, and said the doubts that had accumulated in his heart for a long time.

"It's okay, since you have come to this point today, everyone can't help but say that there is a Holy Ancestor who has fallen in love with your holy body and wants to borrow it." Mei Xi's face did not change color, and her heart did not beat back.

Mo Xie was stunned by Mei Xi's words, and was speechless for a while. Ever since he was sent to the Torture Peak, Mo Xie had always thought that it was because of the disaster caused by the Holy Soldiers, and he didn't take it to heart. How so?

Mo Ye's eyes became confused, no wonder every time the Holy Ancestors came, they had to probe their divine senses, it turned out that they wanted to take away? Who would have such great power to instruct the Elders of Saint Cloud City and the Deputy City Lord to do such an unsightly deed, let alone attack a Saint Ancestor-level Saint Priest?

Mei Xiqiao's face sneered. "The Holy Friend God knows it, and we are not opponents, but for the sake of your holy body, I can always come up with a way."

Mo Xie almost died of anger when he heard Mei Xi's words, and there was such a brazen person. I can say such a thing.

Suddenly, a frightening light flashed in Mo Ye's eyes. I saw a Holy Ancestor in a sword uniform walking out of the Holy Ancestor group, holding a dead tree in his hand.

"Elder of the Holy Sword Mountain". Seeing the sword suit, Mo Xie was frightened, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, a layer of cold ice formed, and his eyes became very ugly.

Holding the dead tree head Holy Ancestor paused and walked to Mei Xi's side, his eagle-like eyes glanced at Mo Ye in disgust, took out a crystal shaft, and lightly clicked. A huge curtain of light gently opened in the airspace.

"Edict of the Elders of the Holy Sword Mountain"

The Elder of the Holy Sword Mountain, Mo Ye, for stealing the Holy Soldier of the Holy Domain "Dark Cloud Suit", the Senate decided to remove Mo Xie from the position of the elder of the Holy Sword Mountain, clear the Holy Sword Mountain, and hand over the crimes committed to the Holy Cloud City. This is the message!

A wry smile appeared on Mo Ye's face, to this point today, it was the wall that fell and everyone pushed it, nothing unusual. However, what Mo Xie was afraid of was not this, when he came, he had sent a letter to a few close friends to go to the Holy Sword Mountain, I don't know how Bian Le and other saints were, and there was also a shadow in the Holy Sword Mountain.

With a fluster, Mo Ye couldn't help but shiver.

Dozens of sharp eyes instantly focused on Mo Ye. Mei Xi's eyes moved, and she looked at the "Sword Saint".

The Sword Saint's eyelids jumped. "Mo Xie, you are no longer an elder of the Holy Sword Mountain, and the Ethereal Peak can only fend for itself."

Mo Xie slowly closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard.

The Sword Saint snorted. "Chengying, the Holy Sword Mountain has decided to hand it over to the Holy Cloud City."

Mo Ye, who had just closed his eyes and wanted to calm down the panicked state of mind just now, opened his eyes suddenly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he roared sharply: "The Holy Sword Mountain is so unrighteous."

The Sword Saint Son snorted twice. "Mo-evil-can't help it, the two little saints, Bian Le and Gu Xin, the Holy Sword Mountain are also handed over to the Holy Cloud City."

Poof! A mouthful of essence blood spurted out of the air. Mo Xie's heart seemed to be ripped off by words like knives, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, dripping into the torture lake. Green tendons burst out of his forehead, his face gradually turned blue, his neck swelled as if it was about to explode, beads of sweat burst out, the holy body trembled, and a pair of eyes sunken in his sockets burst with beads of fire.

"Despicable"! Mo Xie squeezed out two words with dry lips for a long time.

"Hahaha"! The Sword Saint Son looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his piercing laughter concealing satisfaction.

After a few breathless convulsions. The Sword Saint looked at Mo Ye with a half-smile. "Mo Xie is honest, from the day you entered the Holy Sword Mountain, your fate has already been decided."