The pink glow reflected the light gate, and bursts of medicinal fragrance filled the airspace. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a thin shadow, carrying a huge medicine gourd to escape out of the light gate, the future of the sage who had time to dodge busy with a deep bow.

The thin shadow ignored the saints, the blue light flashed, and he danced his big sleeves and fled to the moss.

Three cultivators instantly flew out of the moss, smiling and saluting the thin shadow. "Medicine Fellow, the elders are deliberating."

The medicine magpie rolled his eyes at the three cultivators, and his long eyebrows trembled. "The ancestor didn't have the heart to listen to their chatter, where are the two sages I want."

The first saint smiled. "Friend of the Medicine Sage, the Second Sage has arrived and waited in front of the battle, you can find Elder Wenxuan."

The medicine magpie squinted at the moss, and a red cloud rose under his feet, and the red light spread, and the meteor-like blue light disappeared into the distance.

"Zhuang Hao's holy friend, what good things do you take over from the holy friend of medicine." The bird soldier with the head of the warbler on his head asked casually with a smile.

Zhuang Hao shook his head. "Who knows, the thing that can support the medicine magpie is either a good thing or a bad thing."

The warbler blinked his eyes twice, and scolded in his heart: "Damn, it means that I didn't say it."

Zhuang Hao glanced at the empty space, turned around and fled back to the moss.

The lion domain was half crushed by the dark and heavy clouds, and the half-clear mountain domain was squeezed by the turbidity and panted. There was not a cool breeze in the mountains, and the blood was fermented in the sultry heat, and the leaves in the mountain peaks drooped and hung the branches weakly.

Black clouds occupied the sky layer by layer, and after a while, it was like a curtain of black pressure covering the half-black shadow of the mountain.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and dark clouds raged in the sky. The red rain fell like countless lines, and in the blink of an eye, the dark shadow of the mountain seemed to be full of blood, the mountains were red, the trees were red, and the grass was red.

The red stream rushed into the mud, and the blood-stained water flowed into the mountain valley. It seems like a bloody slaughter has just been going on here, and the mud in the mountains is red.

In the distance, the green mountains were bloody, and there was no shadow, only this blood-red mountain area gasped for a heavy breath under the dark clouds.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and a strange fog squeezed the bloody tree field. After a pause, he floated through the forest valley and drifted towards another peak.

The mist drifted into the blood-colored woods, and hid under an ancient tree for a while, the blood rain took a breath, and the fog shadow slipped out quietly, silently dissolving into the blood-soaked forest.

The branches of the trees swayed with blood, the fishy wind whistled through the valley, the ancient trees that could not be bullied roared like the tide, and the thatch and dead branches swayed and trembled, hitting and rubbing against each other, and constantly spitting **.

The fog shadow swept over the top of the mountain, and the line of sight suddenly expanded, and on the other side of the mountain peak, there was an endless black and blue mountain field.

"Yao Zu, this is the battlefield where the 'Ancient Curse Worm' sneak attack was made a few days ago, for some reason after a few days of fierce fighting, the battle was unsuccessful, but the 'Curse Worm' retreated, and it was a little unreasonable." A deep consciousness echoed through the mist. As soon as the words fell, a wisp of divine consciousness flew out thousands of miles, and instantly contracted back.

"Hehehe! The little saint friend has such a strong divine sense, which makes the ancestor embarrassed!" The vigorous divine consciousness flew away with the wave of voyeuristic sense, and a shushing sound sounded in the fog domain.

Hundreds of miles away, the craggy bluestone suddenly moved. A long bone spur swept into the airspace, shook a few times, and then flashed back into the bluestone.

Through the soft and cold moonlight, the stone mountain sets off the eerie calm, and the pale gray moonlight falls on the bluestone, reflecting the mottled green shadow. Patches of green shadows overlapped on the brownish-black background, stretching for an unknown distance.

"Medicine ancestor, there is insect breath". The voice was a little startled, and the divine consciousness of the panicked god said.

"Shhhh Bian Que hurriedly responded.

Just now, as soon as the little saint's "peep sensing divine sense" was released, Bian Que exhaled in surprise, revealing a little breath. Unexpectedly, after hundreds of years of not returning to the Holy Domain, such an outstanding person of divine consciousness came out of the Holy Domain. Bian Que was happy in his heart, and his depressed mood due to the fall of Mo Xie suddenly dropped.

Hidden into the mist with the sound, in the rolling fog flowers, on the black gourd shadow, there were three sages, and on the belly of the small gourd sat the Bian Que Medicine Ancestor of the fairy wind Dao bone, raising his long eyebrows, and he was very surprised to recognize the first-order saint who was like a green tower on the belly of the big gourd, and kept shaking his head, sighing in his heart: "Wizard, genius ......."

On the belly of the big gourd sat two sages, one was eight feet tall, with a black and red complexion, phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows. Wearing a green glittering Luohua battle armor, and a gold ribbon with an inch-wide abdomen at his waist. Erlang's feet are green flower combat boots, the glow is dazzling, and he holds a "double-line poke ruler" in his hand. The eyes were blazing and the fog was recognized.

The other is a petite saint under the slightly bent buttocks of the jade legs. It is said that it is petite, and it is lined by a saint like a green tower. The saint was dressed in white gauze and silver armor, her demeanor was charming, her eyes were like black jade, her faint eyebrows were condensed with a wisp of sadness, and her complexion was white and greasy, like a bright moon in the night sky, noble and unattainable.

A pair of slender hands are as white as jade, reflecting the dazzling whiteness, as if transparent. There was no holy weapon in his hand, just a pink ribbon rolled up from time to time. This saint, Bian Que Dao recognized, thousands of years ago because of the marriage election, there was a lot of uproar. The fallen Mo Ye carried a lot of black cauldron.

"Women are a curse! Beautiful women are even more ......!" Bian Que squinted his eyes, this abolished young master can understand the language of insects, this is a strange thing. Bian Que didn't want to take this holy woman who was full of trouble, but Wenxuan Shengyou repeatedly agreed.

What do you say is superb, powerful, and alert,...... , performed battle exploits, fought the swarm in blood, and survived several times...... Wait a minute. said that the stars were flying wildly, and in order to avoid the stars, Bian Que had to bring Bai Juan. But this little girl has a sad face all the way, pulling a pretty face, no matter how beautiful her face is, it looks like she owes 800 hangers.

"Tai'a little friend can see where the worm's breath comes from." Bian Que's divine sense sensed the distant realm, but did not perceive where the insect breathed.

"Six hundred and seventy-nine miles". Tai'a's face was gloomy, and he was busy collecting his senses, and with just one breath, a wisp of black silk grew on his bare chin. It seemed like days had passed in an instant. Taia hurriedly straightened his long hair and wanted to shave it, but after thinking about it, he let it go. Shen Se looked at Bai Juan. "The White Saint Friend cannot use the Divine Sense."

Bai Juan didn't seem to hear it, his slender hand twisted the powder yarn, and his pretty face was sunny and frosty, looking up at the fog area.

Taia retracted his gaze in embarrassment and looked at the medicine magpie. "Where is Yao Zu going to go".

The medicine magpie divine sense is in the Kunyu crystal axis in his hand, distinguishing the unrecognizable mountain domain. The hazy moonlight, the outline of the hundred-mile mountain area appears slightly green, the original green mountains and ancient trees have long since disappeared, and the ghost fangs in the far region reflect the green mang. The sky seemed to be divided, half of it was black clouds rolling and the wind was raging, and half of it was cold moon in the sky, cold to the bone.

"Enter along this rift". Yao Que pointed to the crystal shaft to show Tai A, the far area is all bluestone, there is no mist, it seems that only this rift is as cold as ice.

Taia quietly let go of his consciousness and peered thousands of miles along the rift.

The yin wind in the valley was gusting, the cold air soaked the bones, and the divine consciousness appeared weak and powerless, unable to penetrate the layers of cold mist. The consciousness became hazy and mysterious.

"Yao Zu, the yin qi in this valley is extremely heavy, it's better not to go!" Tai A retracted his divine sense, and his long hair fluttered lightly, but he didn't see it grow crazy.

"The bluestone in the far area is very ghostly, and there is no bluestone in the valley, so you can explore the reality of the spell worm." The medicine magpie has been aware of the valley several times, and the bluestone mountains can swallow up time, one breath for ten days, so scared that the medicine magpie does not dare to peep easily, and only this valley is a little strange.

The medicine magpie no longer spoke, and with a movement of his mind, the medicine gourd flew down from the top of the mountain, like a cloud and mist, and floated towards the looming canyon in a flash.

Under the green moonlight, the canyon rocks stand steeply, and the blue light is faint, like a layer of green oil, reflecting the blue-black sky. It was like it had been soaked in water, and it shone with a scaly light.

The trees and weeds in the valley were gone, and even the riverbed at the bottom of the valley had dried up. Pebbles of different sizes turn blue and spread out unevenly.

A faint vapor of water drifted through the valleys, chilling cold. A wisp of warm air floated in, and a tiny drop of water condensed on the cyan pebbles in the valley, which turned into frost in a blink of an eye, and disappeared with a breath.

The valley is not deep, just a col under the two bluestone peaks, because the peaks are staggered and crowded together, it seems that the canyon is a little narrow and tortuous.

The faint water vapor slowly drifted into the valley, like a breeze blowing the cold valley air, and there was no discomfort in sight.

The light water vapor drifted deeper. There was a slight shudder in the mist. Bai Juan felt a burst of drinking, his red and tender lips became slightly dry, his tongue was a little dry in a blink of an eye, his face was as tight as if he had lost water, and he didn't feel panicked.

Bai Juan was recruited from Shengyun City to Qingcheng, incorporated into the advance army, and participated in hundreds of battles, large and small, without danger.

Wherever the "Ancient Spell Worm" passed, it would leave a curse aura, which made countless cultivators embarrassed.

In fact, the combat power of the "Eternal Curse Worm" is only between the Condensation Realm and the Incarnation Realm, and there is not much difficulty for the cultivator to fight against it, but the spell qi spewed out by this "Curse Worm" can devour the life span and fight with it, not only playing with life, but also playing with life.

The lifespan of cultivators varies, and the minimum is thousands of years, but no cultivator can afford to spend time with the "Eternal Spell Worm", and if it takes a few days, it is afraid that the lifespan of several years will be gone.

Bai Juan didn't feel the loss of lifespan, but every time he came back from the battle, his little face became a lot more tender. Although I don't know why, I have a faint feeling that Danhai's true qi is not less but more overflowing.

The mist emitted by the medicine gourd of the medicine ancestor is very weird, and it can hide the body. It looks like fog on the outside, but it looks like a gourd on the inside.

As soon as the mist entered the valley, Bai Juan felt that something was wrong, as if the water on his body had been sucked away by a ghost. Floating thousands of feet, the white little face lost color, and he hurriedly took out the crystal and drank a few big sips.

The sound of the water brought back the consciousness of the medicine magpie and Tai'a, and he suddenly felt his mouth dry, and his throat was on fire as if it was cracking.

The medicine magpie hurriedly stopped his thoughts, escaped the mist, took out a water hyacinth, and poured it in a big gulp. Taia drank even more, the crystal was directly in his mouth, several lines of water squirted out between his teeth, and his stomach bulged and deflated again.

Taia hurriedly covered his mouth, and his consciousness dried up in the valley. "Yaozu, the pebbles in the valley are different."