Cang Xingzi immediately understood, turned his head to look at Xuan Mingzi and Xuan Jizi, and said gloomily. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "No one can say".

Xuan Mingzi and Xuan Jizi nodded, they knew that this matter was very important, and once it spread, it would inevitably cause chaos in the world.

"Medicine Shengyou, how to deal with this matter?" Cang Xingzi has a terrible headache, this matter is too nerve-wracking.

Yao Magpie smiled bitterly: "The sky has been revealed, and the matter is man-made."

After Yao Que finished speaking, he turned around and left the "Cangxing Palace".

Cang Xingzi hesitated, if Yao Que could tell him about such a big event, he must have some plans, but if Yao Que didn't say it, Cang Xingzi could think of a few points.

After pondering for a long time, Cang Xingzi finally made up his mind to meet Yao Zu.

Towering peaks, steep cliffs. Ancient cedars, green bamboos, verdant, covering the ground and covering the sky. Under the undulating peaks of Lin Tao, the wet mist blew several holy shadows.

A holy woman dressed in emerald green holy clothes, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, holding a medicine hoe, walked in the flowing mist. The crystal clear dew flowed down the veins of the leaves, dripping on the emerald green skirt of the saintess, and the dew actually soaked the holy clothes, outlining the enchanting figure of the saint even more charming.

The realm of the Holy Maiden followed by the two Holy Ancestors could scare a person to death, and it turned out to be the incarnation of the fourth-order Holy Ancestors Cangtianzi and Cangchenzi. The figure of the two saints bowed slightly, and they looked very humble behind the saint.

The mist moved slightly, Cang Xingzi walked out of the void, and when he saw Cang Tianzi and Cang Chenzi, he was stunned at first, and his heart was secretly shocked, "Cangchenzi incarnated and recovered his vitality."

Cang Xingzi glanced at Cang Chenzi, bowed deeply to the Holy Maiden of Medicine Collection, did not dare to speak, and silently followed behind him. The steps of the three Holy Ancestors became very coordinated, and they followed the Holy Maiden to stop and go, and the distance was always three feet away.

The saint picked the budding flower bones, put them in front of her eyes and sniffed them. The eye waves are like electricity, turning to Cangxingzi.

"What's the matter?

"Yao Zu, those two little magicians have been brought back." Cang Xingzi said in a voice like a mosquito.

Yao Zu put down the medicine hoe and looked at Cang Xingzi with clear eyes.

"It's just a little bit wrong." Cang Xingzi stopped, glanced at Yao Zu's expression, saw that Yao Zu was looking at him, and then said, "I was injured by the soul man."

Yao Zu retracted his gaze and walked forward with the medicine hoe.

"It's poison". Cang Xingzi spoke cautiously and intermittently, for fear of startling Yao Zu.

Yao Zu stopped his feet, and his willow eyebrows were slightly raised. The flashing eyes turned back again.

"An arrow from the Holy City".

Cangtianzi and Cangchenzi, who were careless before, looked at Cangxingzi in dismay.

"The medicine magpie has seen it". Yao Zu asked softly.

"I've seen it". Cang Xingzi did not hide it, and told the whole story.

Yao Zu sniffed the flowers and closed his eyes. Pondered for a moment.

"Don't alarm him, focus on the big picture".

The three Holy Ancestors should claim "yes", and then follow behind the Medicine Ancestor silently.

Cang Xingzi wanted to ask Yao Zu to save a few disciples, but seeing Yao Zu's expression, he didn't mean to make a move, gritted his teeth, and had to swallow back everything he wanted to say.

The shadows of the trees moved on the grass felt, and the pink and red mist continued to rise. Outside the golden and splendid hall, hundreds of saints surrounded two huge flower plates, and two holy ancestors were lying in the plates, their faces were blue and black. The whole holy body was as straight as carbonized, and there was no breath to be seen.

The Sages couldn't help but cry, and the air was sour.

Standing in the Holy Group with a dull gaze, his heart seemed to be held by an invisible giant hand, pressed into the cold and piercing crystal ice. There was no charm in his big black eyes, and the flames flashed sadly and desperately, and the tears burned so dry.

Sheng Yuezi stood by the flower plate, her eyes dry and devoid of energy. The medicine magpie came, leaving two medicine tripods and leaving. Sheng Yuezi knew in his heart that there was nothing the medicine magpie could do. This medicine pod is just for life.

The name "Nine Soul Mountain" is too familiar, and at this time, it is indeed like a poisonous stinger piercing the heart of Sheng Yuezi. The Holy Devil fainted halfway through the "Battle of Nine Soul Mountain", and after Yao Que checked it, he said that he had the same symptoms as Jian Zhenzi and Jian Lingzi Shizu.

Sheng Yuezi didn't dare to imagine that the two senior brothers did not participate in the war, how could they be poisoned, and it was so serious.

"Leave ten disciples behind, and all of them will retreat!"

She withdrew with tears in her eyes, and in terms of qualifications, she had no obligation to guard the temple.

After turning a few corners, he came to the front of the tower-shaped temple. The base of the temple is guarded, and there is a door of light every ten steps.

Looking at the temple from afar, the two sorcerers brought back by the Holy Ancestor were trapped here, and she wondered if the sorcerers were also poisoned.

"Stand still, this temple is not to be approached." The sixth-order condensing qi guard stood in front of him.

"Senior brother ......".

The Qi Condensing Saint raised his hand to stop it and shook his head. "Don't say it, it's impossible".

Angry biting his lip. She understands that it's not that her brother is not accommodating. If it had been timely, the senior brother would have stammered over a long time ago.

The light gate rippled and flickered, and the medicine magpie escaped with a gloomy face.

When he saw the medicine magpie, he immediately came to his senses. "Medicine Holy Ancestor"?

Yao Que nodded, which was a promise. The shadow of the flower under his feet shrank and let go, and chased to the medicine magpie. There was no surprise in the eyes of the medicine magpie, and the secret techniques that he cultivated were very good, that is, there were holy arts, and there were also magic tricks. It's not unusual for a small realm to catch up with him.

"Medicine Holy Ancestor, how about the Warlock."

Yao Zu didn't look back. "I'm poisoned, and I can't die."

Grace stopped in the air and watched the medicine magpie disappear into the halls. The name "Nine Souls Mountain" rang again. When the Holy Ancestor returns, it is indispensable to greet him. Especially the holy devils, if they don't see it, their fiery temper will come up, and no one can afford to provoke them. Every time he sees Anran, the holy devil is so happy that his beard is only curled, and it is common to give treasures and treasures, and he has to pull Anran to tell stories. This time, after only half of the talk, he couldn't wake up, and he was so frightened that his voice was hoarse.

"Nine Souls Mountain". His fine teeth clenched, and a layer of pink rose on his face. The shadow of the flower flashed under his feet, and appeared in front of a carved temple.

"Young Lord". Several maids greeted her and gathered her in the middle with a playful smile.

With a cold little face, he didn't speak, and flashed into the palace. The maid was stunned, she didn't know what was going on, usually the young master would not be so cold. What's wrong today. The maids pulled their faces and followed.

Wow!

The maid came out again. "Young master and so on".

"Don't follow me". The tenderness was lost, and he shouted hoarsely.

The maid stopped in the air in fright, and her face turned white. "Go and report to the elders."

In the mountains at night, only the breeze and the turning of the clouds set off the tranquility. The mountains are black, the stars are bright, and the fine pieces spread across the thick ink space.

In the eyes of An, this is not the case. She could see every grass and tree in the mountains, even if it was pitch black, and she couldn't see her fingers.

Passing a small peak, he stopped. Thousands of miles away is the "Nine Souls Mountain", she didn't dare to go again, she had seen the saints of the Great Perfection of Divine Consciousness, thousands of miles of wind and grass, leaves and dewdrops, all under the peep of his divine sense.

Touching the holy bag, there was an extra black bead in the palm of his hand. With a few strokes, he drew three runes on the beads. Black light erupted inside the bead, like a piece of stars trapped in the bead.

With a flick, the black bead flew into the airspace.

"Renoucles see I can't kill you." A few words squeezed out between his teeth and flew along the edge of the mountain. Each flight section hits a black bead into the air. When the sky was dark, he flew around the "Nine Souls Mountain" and set up more than 1,300 black beads.

Soaring back to the same place, looking at the bare mountains in the morning light. There was a hint of joy on his face, and he had been worried that he would alarm the soul when he set up the formation, so he hid so far.

The sky brightened, and the mist engulfed the bald trees that shivered in the morning breeze. Thousands of miles of mountains, leaving only the shadow of the Nine Souls Mountain.

After a moment of consciousness, he fell to the rocks on the cliff, and sat in the pink morning light with his battle skirt lightly.

The mountains of verdant ancient trees tumble and jump in front of the wind, and hunting sounds. On the steep hanging bank, clumps of slender thatch fluttered and swayed in the wind with countless spears and spears held high.

I smelled the distant turbidity, the smell of earth and stone brought by the wind, mixed with the rancid smell of death. A bit of chill was mixed in it, it was the cold battle intent before the fight.

After thousands of years of mixing in the Demon Domain, the original gentleness has long been demonized by the demonic energy, although the demonic energy on the body is now completely lost, but the abusive nature that has been tempered has not been refined.

Thousands of years ago, full of innocence was so innocent that he could imagine a smile when he saw a small insect. Now everything has changed, and she is no longer full of blood, but another bloody one.

Quack, quack, a few grinding teeth followed. Her eyes changed, and she seemed to see the hill, the figure, the unsightly mountain forest.

The clothes on the jade shadow were torn, and the jade body sank violently. Thousands of blood spots flew in, sticking to the naked blood-red carcass. In the dark sky of the trees, there was a blood-colored glow. The smooth blood jade's skin revealed a few lusters, and there seemed to be fine blood beads condensing in the black curtain.

The cold and glittering eyes gradually approached, and her gaze fell on the face of the angelic and blood-glittering saintess, with blood-filled twin peaks in her eyes, soft and majestic flashing red, and her plump curves exuding magical beauty.

Ahh His teeth shivered, and he wrapped his armor tightly as if he were freezing.

Such dreams have always haunted him, often struggling naked, crying and moaning in that terrible forest.

A cool breeze blew, shivering slightly. Wiping the sweat on his face, in broad daylight, how did he appear in the illusion again. This illusion was terrifying, repeated again and again, and each time I was half scared to death.

It was already dark, and he stood up with a stagger, as if he was seriously ill, and his face was white and glowing. After gazing at the mist-billowing mountains, he once again made up his mind to avenge the Holy Ancestor.

I closed my eyes and listened, and the ghostly voice sounded, sometimes far and near, sometimes big, sometimes small, very clear, and very trance, blurry, and unpredictable.

What is that? His eyes sparkled, as if he saw a shadow moving in the Nine Souls Mountain. No, it's not one, it's two. As long as he calmed down, he could hear the ethereal, graceful voice that seemed to have a magical power, and suddenly freed his body and mind from fear, and he had to go there.