"Start the formation!" The condensed Tang Lang snorted softly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Holy Ancestors, who were already sitting in the cyan ring light, moved the corners of their mouths slightly, and the Dao waveform light pillar shot towards their fingertips, and the white light flashed on their fingers, forming a small bead. With one finger on the other wrist, the bead exploded with white light, flashing a few breaths and flying into the torture lake.

The white beads swirled on the torture lake, and the dazzling white light seemed to be burning the aura, and after a few swirls, the white beads fell back into the array.

Tai'a and Xia Yu's faces turned pale when they saw this scene, and when they stood at the eye of the array, they obviously sensed that the aura on the torture lake was burned by the white beads. The torture lake seems to be not big, it is much larger than the imprisoned "Vomiting Spirit Garden", and the aura is even more abundant, and it actually burned the aura in an instant.

Tang Lang withdrew the white bead body, took out a black bead body from the holy bag, glanced at Mo Ye in the heart of the Torture Lake Array, and ordered in a deep voice.

Within the five array eyes, each Holy Ancestor took out beads of different colors one after another, and at the same time flicked them into the Punishment Lake.

Tang Lang's black bead ignited a three-color fire in his body, and instantly flew towards the center of the lake. As soon as the three-colored fire beads approached Mo Yebaizhang, they immediately turned into three fire dragons.

Poof!poof!poof!poof!

When the fire bead flew closer than ten zhang, Mo Ye raised his head fiercely, and the five-colored Dan ring flew out from the Dan Sea, instantly forming a five-color fire cover.

Tang Lang shot out the three-color fire bead before it could get close to the five-color fire cover, and the fire whistle sounded in the fire cover, and the black, blue, and red fire whips were drawn towards the three-color fire bead. Several explosions of light burst one after another, and the three-colored fire beads were shattered.

Tang Lang in the array sat back violently, as if he had been hit by a powerful momentum, and was almost knocked out of his aura.

The other Holy Ancestor Bodies in the eyes of the array vibrated with it, and their faces became gloomy.

Tang Lang stared at the five-color fire cover in the middle of the lake in astonishment.

This five-colored fire cover is not something else, but a five-color yin and yang fire cover formed by the fire of yin, the fire of embers, the fire of cold, the fire of yang, and the fire of yang.

Mo Ye actually refined five kinds of Yin and Yang Fire? Tang Lang was shocked. You must know that every refinement of a kind of yang and yin fire is an "adventure" plus "luck". Tang Lang's refining of the three kinds of Yin and Yang Flames was already proud of the Holy Cloud City, not to mention the five kinds.

The Holy Ancestors who were sitting in the eyes of the array had green eyes. It's no wonder that no saint has been able to approach Mo Ye for so long, and with the five kinds of fire protection body, even the city lord, the great elder, and the great elder can't get close.

Tang Lang's face kept twitching, knowing that he had really encountered stubble this time, no wonder the Great Elder wanted to hand over this kind of harmful and unsatisfactory thing to himself. Grit your teeth. "All the holy friends can only consume the true qi in the Ember Qi Dan Sea first."

The Holy Ancestors in the eyes of each array sensed Tang Lang's divine sense, and their faces turned long, there was no way but to do so.

More than a dozen "three-spirit fire beads" burning with true qi flew towards the center of the lake, turning into dozens of colorful dragons and flying up and down around the five-colored fire cover.

The five-colored fire shield flew out of the five-colored fire whip, dancing back and forth in the air, as long as the bead approached, the whip light shook, and the bead shattered in response.

The Holy Ancestors in the eyes of the array sat in the pile of firecrackers, and their eyes widened with shock.

Tang Lang twisted the "Three Spirit Fire Beads" but did not hit them. These "Three Spirit Fire Beads" can only be ignited with true qi, and the amount of true qi consumed is extremely large. If the true qi in Danhai is insufficient, the "Three Spirit Fire Beads" will not be able to burn, let alone have any power. Tang Lang had a hunch that even if he reached the second order of the incarnation, he would not be able to hit ten beads at most.

How much True Qi does Mo Ye have to consume to maintain the Five Spirits Fire?

Tang Lang's eyes flashed with a strange aura, and the corners of his mouth froze with a terrifying smile, twisting the "Three Spirits of Fire" and waiting for Mo Ye's "Five Spirits Fire Cover" to disappear and give it a fatal blow.

The dragon flew and danced on the torture lake, with a crisp sound and a soft roar, full of panic and uneasiness.

Mo Ye looked at the flames that burst into the sky through his black hair. Although there are many "Three Spirit Fire Beads", they are almost vulnerable in front of the "Five Spirit Fire Cover". After less than ten years of attacking like this, these old immortals could not break through the fire cover formed by the "Five Spirits of Fire".

Although Mo Xie was not worried about the "Three Spirit Fire Beads", he couldn't think of a way to escape from the torture lake for a while, and the crystal chains locked on his limbs were not locked on flesh and bones, but locked on the entire holy body. Over the years, Mo Xie has thought of countless ways to break the crystal chain, but it has been in vain. Every time I want to break free from the crystal chain, I always feel that the spirit is about to come out of the holy body, as if there is a crystal chain that can't claw to hook every bone.

"What kind of holy weapon will lock the holy body without controlling the spirit, it is obvious that the Holy Cloud City only wants to accept this holy body."

Mo Xie knew that the Holy Cloud City gave him a chance to escape, but he was reluctant to give up this holy body, once he lost it, he would become a lone soul and a wild ghost, and he could only flee to the Soul City.

"Mo Xie, it's better to give up this body holy body, and the Holy Cloud City will protect your soul and return to the Soul City. Otherwise you won't be able to last ten days." Tang Lang twisted the "Three Spirits Fire Bead" and sneered.

"Only the 'Three Spirit Fire Beads' also want to shout in front of me, I will give you a year's time." Mo Ye looked at the lake with cold eyes, and his eyes were recognized.

Although Tang Lang knew that Mo Ye could fight back, he was frightened by Mo Ye's sudden divine sense wave. You must know that it can be so easy in the siege of dozens of Holy Ancestors, it is good that Tang Lang is not scared to death.

Tang Lang's divine sense of the sky outside the Punishment Peak. The red clouds, floating in the distant sky, kept flowing, interpreting the blood red of life and death.

The attack of the Demon Domain still did not stop, the Great Elder, the City Lord and other Holy Cloud City Holy Ancestors were all fighting with the Demon Domain, if the battle was not tragic, there would have been a Holy Envoy to inquire about the matter.

The war between the Demon City and the Holy Cloud City is not new, every time the "Demon Domain Evil Light" comes, there will be a big and small battle, but this time it is too eager, and the Holy Cloud City hastily responds to the battle without the slightest warning.

Tang Lang was not worried about the war outside the city, but worried that he would not be able to defeat the Mo Evil Divine Sense within the time required by the city lord. It is reported that the battle between the Holy Sea City and the Sea Clan is coming to an end, and once the Holy Sea City Lord Yi Jue frees his hand, he will definitely come to the Holy Cloud City, and at that time, it will be difficult to kill Mo Xie again.

"Rhapsody"! Tang Lang replied ruthlessly. I don't know if I want to use the last killer move.

The bursting "Three Spirits of Fire" fell thrillingly, and the violent landslide-like rumbling and rolling, obliquely through the lake sky. The lightning flashed, and after only half a moment's rest, another burst of fire roared and rolled over.

Suddenly, the sky above the lake fell silent, and only the scattered flowers fell on the surface of the empty lake.

In the eyes of the array, the Holy Ancestors were all pale, like dead corpses with blood lost, and sat stiffly in the ring light.

Buck Wan'er took out a crystal bowl from the holy bag, palms facing each other, a burst of cool aura slowly inhaled into her body, and after a few hours, a little blush appeared on Buck Wan'er's snow-white face.

"Tang Hall Master, if you go on like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to exhaust Mo Ye's true qi for ten years." Buck Wan'er sensed Tang Lang.

Tang Lang had already understood that the "Three Spirits True Fire" was simply the opponent of the "Five Spirits True Fire", and it was a matter of time before he ran out of Mo Evil True Qi, but there was no hope for a quick victory.

"Go and ask for a hundred more elders." Tang Lang roared angrily.

Buck Wan'er sighed, understanding what Tang Lang meant. It is easy to kill Mo Ye, but it is difficult to get Mo Ye to give up the Holy Body, and only when he is cornered can he have a chance of winning.

After a few days, the clear water of the lake is lit up with a ray of red light. The blood-soaked bamboo leaves instantly turned golden.

Tang Lang's gaze shifted to the sky, and dozens of Holy Ancestors appeared in the colorful clouds under the red light, all of them in rags, like a group of flowers asking for food. The half-purple, half-gray face was full of smoke, and it was like a burnt, leaving only two black eyes.

"Tang Hall Master, I'll come to help." The Holy Ancestors fell outside the Punishment Peak, shaking the fire on their bodies.

Tang Lang looked at this group of roasted holy friends, wanting to laugh but couldn't. "The elders have worked hard, how is the war outside the city"?

"What else, whoever can stop the magic fire will be lucky"!

Tang Lang said twice, and it was not easy to ask anything, it was obvious that the war outside the city was not optimistic.

"Thank you to the elders for coming to help."

The elders shook off their anger and responded with gloomy faces. Some elders said dissatisfiedly: "The war is so urgent, how can you still have the heart to fight."

"It's better to send him into the demon fire, it will save a lot of trouble."

Tang Lang just didn't hear it. "The elders and the twelve saints entered the formation in a group."

Although the elders had resentment in their hearts, they had to sigh and escape into the eyes of the torture lake.

Whoosh! Dao Dao flashed like a fiery snake breaking through the darkness of the torture lake, and countless cracks were cut in the lake, and then the thunderclap shook the shore of the lake.

Tang Lang looked at the black and lacquer-black lake curtain, "one true fire" and "two true fire" turned into silver threads in the shape of roots and leaves. "Hey, it's better than nothing."

Taking advantage of the strange shape of the true fire stretching out in all directions, Tang Lang looked at the four sages outside the array.

"Refined, no".

Xia Yu hurriedly opened his eyes and knelt down in the airspace, his fragmented face changing color. "Holy Ancestor, we have already refined."

"Go! Attack the Mo Evil Divine Sense."

Xia Yu's eyes burned with sparks of hatred, like madness, kowtowing. "Please rest assured, Holy Ancestor".

Bian Le, Gu Xin, and Tai A stood up, looking at the burning spirit flying in the sky, there was an indescribable feeling in their hearts, even though the three saints didn't want to die, and they didn't want to tear their faces with Mo Ye, when they really came face to face with Mo Ye, they were a little flustered and timid.

Bian Le's eyes flashed past the old scene, his face became even paler, his legs were pierced in the air like lead, and he didn't have the strength to lift it.

Tai'a's face became as dead as ashes, looking at the red sky by the lake, he lowered his head guiltily, and the corner of his armor was buzzing.

"Don't get into battle yet". Tang Lang roared viciously.

The legs of the four saints were weak, as if they had been whipped on their backs, and they escaped into the eyes of the formation in a blink of an eye.

Tang Lang looked at the center of the lake with a sneer. "It's time for your heart to ache."