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Ye Yu saw three crystals of light shoot out of Mo Ye's bow.

The mountains are as clean as ice, cool as snow, and the fog is silently shaking the green smoke. The three crystalline rays of light disappeared outside Ye Yu's divine sense.

The strength of the divine sense means the distance and speed of the spell attack. This is the universally recognized law of the Holy Realm. Ye Yu really believed that Mo Evil Divine Consciousness was more than eight hundred miles.

The clear spring water blocked by the giant peak gushes out of the mountain stream silently, gurgling down the valley, trickling into a gentle cascading waterfall, hanging between the jungle canyons, like a jade belt falling from the sky, cleansing the deafening roar of nature.

In front of the waterfall beside the mountain, there were six sixth-order great sages of condensation. All of them were dressed in cyan armor and held strange holy weapons, staring at the long-haired saints standing in front of them.

"Holy friend, I advise again, if you are interested, leave Ye Yu and leave Ye Ling, otherwise, no matter if you are a disciple of the Holy Ancestor in the peak, you will not end well." Among the six Great Sages, a middle-aged sage led by him persuaded with a smile.

Phantom Mo Xie shook his head. "I already have an appointment with Ye Ling, and I must go to Ye Ling."

"Holy friend, why are you so ignorant, as a great sage of the Medicine Peak, are you so ignorant? Ye Ling is so uninteresting when I say it?" The middle-aged saint's face became darker, and he became less and less optimistic about this long-haired saint. A wisp of murderous aura came out from between his eyebrows.

"It turned out to be a strong man of divine sense." Phantom Mo Ye smiled faintly. "Thank you for the persuasion of the Holy Friends, please go back!

When the six Great Sages heard this, they were happy.

"Send you, don't listen to persuasion, I have to capture you and escort you back to Daicheng." Behind the middle-aged saint, a great saint priest jumped like thunder, pointing at the phantom Mo Evil angrily.

"Even if it's different, I don't want to be enemies with a few holy friends, after all, they must all be the Great Sages of Yaofeng, and a few holy friends should know that the magic is ruthless, and there will be casualties at every turn. I'm afraid that if you want to capture me, the consequences will be unimaginable." Phantom Mo Ye's face froze, and his voice became gloomy.

"Then we'll see the trick." As soon as the words came out, the six Great Sages instantly escaped, forming a semi-arc to surround the Phantom Mo Evil in the middle.

The phantom's mind moved, and six black shields stood in front of him, black light flashed, and the strange-faced ghost-headed shield escaped from a hundred feet, blocking the sight of the six saints.

The phantom pointed obliquely at a domain, and the "Evil Light Phantom Sword" flashed with a cold black glow.

When the six Great Sages saw the posture of the long-haired saint, they secretly laughed in their hearts. No matter how strong a saint is, it is not enough to confront the six great sages, let alone separate the six senses.

The middle-aged saint priest looked at the six black battle shields surrounding the long-haired saint priest in front of him, and was happy. For defensive battle shields, one shield and one knowledge, condensing six battle shields in a row, it means that the divine sense of each battle shield is extremely weak, the reflection is extremely slow, and the defense power will be very different. How could it be possible to block the Great Sage's blow.

The six saints couldn't help but say, and the holy weapon in their hands entered the airspace. Suddenly, six flying rainbows fell from the sky, and the sound of breaking through the sky was like thunder splitting the sky, slashing the azure sky into six pieces.

A burst of cold killing aura followed, and the four domains gradually darkened. Only the airspace of Phantom Mo Ye Station was bright.

The deafening sound of destruction and killing hit the strange-faced ghost's head shield, and a puff of black smoke exploded, and the red light that hit the shield condensed the shadow of the axe.

The axe flashed and vanished in the black smoke. A great saint in the distant region had a chilled face, and the battle axe in his hand trembled slightly. The Great Sage was shaken back two steps.

The middle-aged saint's mouth was torn like pain, the corners of his mouth were grinning, and the holy weapon trembled.

The phantom faced a battle shield on the fourth floor, and was shocked back by six cold lights. A wave of momentum pressed towards the phantom, shaking the phantom and glittering, almost unable to recover its entity.

With just one blow, the faces of the six Great Sages all turned gloomy. The spell was struck just now, and the six saints did not use all their skills, because the saints calculated that the long-haired saints did not dare to take it hard, and they were ready to strike a fatal blow when the saints fled.

Unexpectedly, the long-haired saint dared to take it forcefully, not only taking it, but also knocking back a few steps from the saints.

When the saints were stunned, the "Evil Light Phantom Sword" in the phantom's hand slashed towards the airspace. A dizzying white light illuminated the faces of the six saints hidden in the darkness.

On the mountains in the distance, dazzling and bright sparks shone brightly.

The six Great Sages wanted to activate the holy weapon and block the sword shadow that was slashing. With a flicker, they condensed their shields to block the black light.

Six to one, it was enough to lose face, and the six saints played the same skill and failed to repel the long-haired saint. I have to get some face back, otherwise, when I return to Daicheng, I will be laughed at by all the holy friends.

Huo, Huo, Huo's sword light flew in the sky, and the black light slashed at the six battle shields in an instant.

Poof!poof!poof!Several violent sounds, the six Sages felt their upper teeth slam against their lower teeth. Like a heavy hammer empowerment, with a buzz of divine consciousness, the feet of the six great sages were smashed into the airspace.

"Divine Consciousness Attack"! The six Great Sages woke up like a dream, but it was too late, their heads exploded like a honeycomb, their divine senses turned black, and they almost lay down in the airspace.

Although the divine consciousness stinged, the six holy shadows fled in a hurry, and withdrew ten zhang in one breath. Before his legs could be steady, six ghosts rushed towards him with a red-faced fanged ghost shield.

Whew, six holy artifacts were shot at the same time. The sound of the instrument resounded throughout the four domains, and six cold rays of light slashed towards the strange-faced ghost-headed shield. The six waves of qi had just burst out, and three crystalline lights suddenly broke through the air.

The crystal light was too fast, as if it was coming from hundreds of miles away, and suddenly three red lights lit up, frightening the six sages' faces to be snow-white, and their eyebrows seemed to have a layer of white light.

The six battle shields all blocked the crystal light. I only heard a pop, and the crystal light passed through the shield. Straight through the armor of the six saints, the explosion rolled heavily.

Six blood shadows flew out of the battle group, and two blood shadows fell heavily into the airspace. A patch of red appeared in the light mist of the condensation.

Another bloody shadow sat heavily on the ground, and with a whoosh, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The middle-aged saint and the two saints were knocked out of a thousand feet, kicked back a few steps in succession, forcibly stopped their figures, covered their chests, and turned pale. Even the holy weapon in his hand flew somewhere.

The middle-aged saint took another step back, stared intently at the long-haired saint priest standing with a sword, and eagerly glanced into the distance.

The four domains were empty, and there was not half a holy shadow within six hundred miles. Whoever shoots an arrow, how can it pass through the shield? Although the battle situation was chaotic just now, the middle-aged saint priest was staring closely at the long-haired saint's every move, and when he was attacked by his divine sense, he did not dare to relax. I didn't see the long-haired saint shoot arrows at all. Where do the arrows come from?

When the middle-aged saint was stunned, there was an illusory shadow beside the long-haired saint, and that shadow was like the shadow that fell after the sun shone horizontally, empty and ethereal.

Is it him? The long-haired saint is the Great Sage of the Incarnation Realm? The middle-aged saint is so frightened that his face is covered with cold sweat, his hands and feet are cold, and he shiveres as if he is freezing.

The three Great Sages lying on the ground forcibly stood up, and looked at the phantom so frightened that their eyes straightened. I don't understand how I lay in the airspace.

The middle-aged saint's eyes changed slightly. "It's not an incarnation, it's an apparition. Can phantoms attack spells"?

The tip of the Phantom Mo Evil Sword pointed at the middle-aged saint. "Holy friend, at this point in the war, do you want to fight again?"

The faces of the six great saints seemed to have fallen into the coals of fire, and their faces were red and their ears were red. The six saints shot at the same time, and they were beaten so embarrassed by the long-haired saints in a few skills. Obviously, if the other party stopped in time just now, and if he continued to attack, a saint would definitely be killed.

The middle-aged saint bowed lightly, turned around and fled into the distance.

The remaining five Great Sages also bowed. "Thank you for your mercy."

Don't say much, thank you and then escape into the airspace.

Hundreds of miles away, Mo Ye put away the "Shadowless Heart Arrow". smiled and looked at Ye Yu who was concentrating on the distant domain. "Young master, what do you see"?

Ye Yu looked at Mo Ye with a puzzled expression, there was nothing in the six hundred miles, and said secretly in his heart: "The old man is teasing me, shoot three arrows and it's over."

"Mo Lao Wei, where are you shooting a bird"?

"Hahaha! Stinky Nizi, you're right, I'm shooting birds." Mo Xie laughed.

"Isn't it just that my divine sense is strong? What's so great, when I refine the 'Turning Consciousness Powder', my divine consciousness will definitely be able to advance by leaps and bounds." Ye Yu pursed her lips disdainfully and muttered.

"You're ...... cow". Mo Xie wanted to scold, but stopped smiling.

"You old fellow, don't say nice things." Ye Yu pouted and fled into the distance.

Mo Xie smiled and shook his head, and suddenly looked at the airspace again, and his face became very ugly.

Whoosh! In a flash, he escaped to Ye Yu's side, stretched out his hand to wrap his thin waist, and escaped dozens of miles in a flash.

"Let go"! Ye Yu was blown by the strong wind like a fluttering ribbon. Push Mo Ye hard.

Mo Ye's hand tightened, and his speed was faster, and he flashed over the hundred mountains in a blink of an eye.

"Let go, don't let go, I'll shout." Ye Yu was a little out of breath when she was hugged by Mo Ye, her face was as red as the setting sun, and her two big eyes flashed with anxiety.

"Don't shout, run away, there is an incarnation realm great saint chasing after you." Mo Xie saw Ye Yu struggling non-stop, and he realized.

Ye Yu's red face followed the faded moon, and in a blink of an eye, it was white and translucent. Busy with the distant realm of divine consciousness, there is the shadow of the incarnate saint.

Thousands of miles away, the phantom Mo Ye fled in a hurry, breathing eighty miles.

"Hehehe, Holy Friend, you hurt my Daicheng elder, you have to have an explanation!" A saint priest wearing oblique armor escaped out of the airspace, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the afterimage of the phantom.

"Hahaha! With your escape, it is difficult to escape the palm of the master's hand, so it is better to stay and talk." The Sage of the Slanted Armor laughed wildly, as if playing a game of cat and mouse.

The phantom Mo Xie escaped again and stopped in the airspace. Ning smiled at the swept figure. "I didn't expect the city lord of Daicheng to come and join in the fun."

"Hahaha! I'm the lord of the city in Daicheng, and I'm a killer here." The Sage of the Oblique Armor stopped at the Phantom Hundred Feet, and looked at the Phantom Mo Ye with a cruel smile.

"Just such a saint, I didn't see anything out of the ordinary, how could it be possible for the six elders to return home."

When the city lord Wen Peng questioned, the body of the long-haired saint standing a hundred zhang away suddenly burst into blue light, and it was clear in a blink of an eye. There was a pop and it came to naught.

Wen Peng didn't wait for his words to speak, just like stuffing stone powder in his mouth, stunned in the airspace.