The green-haired phantom smiled. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "What are you angry about, there are some things that only I can help you, those holy ancestors, one by one, they are self-righteous, you can't ask for it."

Bai Juan took out a crystal medicine from the holy bag and put it in his mouth, and after a while, there was a trace of blush on his face.

The green-haired phantom roared twice, floating in the air, staring at the small red eyes, blinking like two red beans flying in the void.

Walking in the shadows of the ancient forest, the black forest branches shine with a faint moonlight, sucking the dew of the earth on the shaking leaves, and the small leaves blow with the wind, shaking off the drops of crystal cold.

Turning around the piles of black grass, Chixiao came to a cherry tree, looked around, and disappeared into the shadows in a flash. After a few breaths, layers of clouds seemed to emerge from the trees. The shadow of the brilliant streamer disappeared into the fog in a flash.

There was a small crack, and the transparent airspace cracked open a long slit, and in the blink of an eye, a small bead of light appeared dozens of feet away. Whoosh!

"What sound". Several holy shadows escaped from the shadows, staring at the shattered airspace with glittering eyes.

"Another piece broken". A saint priest walked over to the shattered transparent body and knocked on the airspace.

"Do you see what it is?" asked one of the saints.

"No, the same as last time". The saint's puzzled mind was aware of the void.

"I'll report to the Great Elder." After the saint finished speaking, she turned into a ray of crystalline light.

The two saints shook their heads and glanced at each other, a helpless smile on the corner of their mouths.

In the repair hall, Jiao Xun sat by the stone case, listening to the report of the elders in the hall. Teng stood up. "What?

Several elders bowed their heads. "It's the hall master who has lost it."

Jiao Xun's face changed, and his eyes flashed with suspicion. There are millions of holy clothes of all kinds in the repair hall, but there are not many newly created holy clothes, only a few thousand, all of which have been carefully created by the Holy Sword Mountain in the past hundred years. You must know that it is not easy to repair the holy clothes, and it is even more difficult to cast them, and it is a great creation to be able to cast a holy clothes. Therefore, Shengyun City repaired and repaired every broken holy garment, and repaired and repaired. It is impossible to calculate how many times the various holy garments worn by the holy envoys were repaired.

The new holy clothes can only be distributed by the outstanding people of Shengyun City, and other saints can't tell the good from the bad, and Jiao Xun can tell the old and the new at a glance. Thousands of holy robes were stolen for no reason, this is a great matter, if it can't be found, the entire saint who cultivates the temple will be guilty of it.

Jiao Xun's face became darker and darker, and his eyes were full of fierceness. "What are you waiting for, go and find out".

Several elders were so frightened that they retreated, but they did not leave. How to check in my heart, there are many large arrays inside and outside the hall, not to mention taking out a holy garment, even if the holy crystal taken by the cultivator takes out one, it will be trapped by the big array. There were dozens of Holy Ancestors in the main hall, staring at dozens of eyes, stunned that they had been stolen, and there was not even a trace of them.

Jiao Yu saw that several elders did not move, and his eyes almost burst out in anger, and he was about to get angry.

An elder said, "Hall Master, we have done our best, but there is no source to check."

Jiao Xun escaped into the hall and walked towards the corner of the hall with several elders.

The blue light flashed, and tens of thousands of holy clothes hung in the airspace, and Jiao Xun didn't look at it, and fled to the depths of the service forest.

After a few breaths, Jiao Xun stopped in the air, staring at an empty space. With a twist of his fingers, a bead of light fell into his hand.

Several elders were silent, and the elders had seen the "clairvoyance" in the hands of the hall master, and there was no clue. Sure enough, Jiao Xun stared at his bloodshot eyes over and over again, and first-class cold sweat droplets slid down his face. "It's so weird".

Jiao Xun's eyes became like dead wood, and he kept his divine consciousness in the four domains. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to shoot out a gray light.

The dazzling light outside the hall lit up in the air, and three flames exploded with a roar, and in the cyan flames, the shaking fire shadow turned into a green armor and a blue-haired saint, holding the "three-edged blood-devouring blade", and with an angry roar, the blade slashed towards the airspace.

As soon as the three fronts appeared, two fire dragons, black and red, flew out from both sides of the blue-haired saint, and the fire rushed out hundreds of zhang away, the fire head was contained, and the two "saber-toothed beasts" that breathed fire raised their claws and pressed towards the airspace.

"Evil obstacles! dare to sneak attack the main hall."

With a roar of rage, the wheel-shaped flying shadow struck the three blades of light that fell in the air. Boom! The flames burst out, and the shadow of the blade in the air pierced through the slender black slit. The blue-haired saint stepped back, and the blade shadow was horizontal, trying to block the flying wheel shadow. Poof! The shadow of the wheel passed through the cuirass of the blue-haired saint, and the statue of the blue flame burning outside the saint's body was cut off, one flew into the air, and the other fell into the airspace.

The two black fire sword beasts that rushed forward screamed miserably, and were torn apart by the wheel shadow.

The exploding flames converged into an airspace, instantly turning into a crystal bead and escaping into the dawn glow.

"It's not that easy to escape." Jiao Xun appeared outside the main hall, and several afterimages froze in the airspace, quickly chasing towards the sky where the crystal beads disappeared. Then more than a dozen holy shadows escaped, chasing after them murderously.

The glow passed through the cracks in the branches of the ancient trees and fell on the black stones in the forest, and a few droplets of water flowed down from the cracks in the stones, as if sweating, and asked with sour and salty feelings:

An exclamation sounded in the silent forest, and a puff of green smoke erupted from the sweaty black stone, and a holy shadow flew out and slammed into the ancient tree. Click! The tree pole that could only be held by several people cracked several white cracks, and there was a terrible cracking sound.

Chixiao's cloak leaned against the arched roots, his throat was bitter, and his chest was full of breath.

Chixiao groaned, his consciousness was in a trance, and his body piled down as if it had fallen apart, supporting his body strongly, but his legs trembled and trembled.

Chixiao wanted to dodge, but the escape technique couldn't run, and his feet were nailed to the ground like roots.

"The little Condensation Realm saint dares to trespass into the Holy Clothing Hall and steal the Holy Clothing." Jiao Xun stood in the airspace like frost, with a pair of eagle eyes nailed to the sky.

Three holy shadows flashed, and Tai'a, Xia Yu, and Bai Juan stood in the forest in shock, not knowing what was happening in front of them.

Chixiao turned around, leaned against the vigorous tree roots, and looked at the third-order Holy Ancestor incarnated in the air with a wry smile, no wonder the "Nine Soul Ring" couldn't catch the other party's holy art, and he was careless.

Jiao Xun didn't wait for Chixiao to reply, and waved a tornado from his sleeve, forming a huge wind shield to buckle towards Chixiao.

Chixiao wanted to escape, but he was powerless, and the surrounding airspace seemed to be imprisoned, and he couldn't escape at all.

The three saints of Tai'a were shocked, and they swished! Fleeing to the red sky under the ancient tree, the wind cover buzzed, and the bell shadow flew out of the inner cover.

With three muffled sounds, Tai'a and the other saints were like fallen leaves in the wind, and they were blown out hundreds of feet away and hit the airspace heavily.

"Presumptuous, dare to stop the lord of the hall". Although Jiao Xun was angry, he didn't pay attention to Tai'a and other saints, the bell fell, and Chixiao was locked in the cover by four crystal chains.

"Ahh The mixed body fell apart, and without any strength, the aura in Danhai flew away.

Tai'a and Xia Yu involuntarily knelt in the airspace, long blood stains flowing between their fingers.

"Holy Ancestor, please let Chixiao go."

Jiao Xun grimaced, looked at the two saints kneeling in the air, and sneered. "My own life and death are uncertain, and I ask for him."

"Oops! What pure blood, hey, hey, hey!

Suddenly, Tai A and Xia Yu pressed their hands in the air, condensing two clouds of green mist, sucking the dripping essence blood.

Tai'a and Xia Yu were so frightened that they shook their hands and fled to the side, it's good not to shake their hands, this time the blood flowed more. Two clouds of green mist flew around with their hands as if they were sticky, and green lines climbed up along his arms, seeing them burrowing into the cracked wounds.

Two red rays of light flew in, turning into red rays and smearing them on the wound.

"Yutong, you dare to enter the Holy Cloud City."

The shadows of the mist that turned into green lines converged and swirled, and a faint shadow of green hair condensed in the air.

"Dead scorching news, and bad ancestors."

"Good things, I'm afraid it will turn into bad things today." Jiao Xun's eyes were confused, and he couldn't understand how to enter the Holy Cloud City.

"Don't care about the good and bad things, go to the 'War Shadow Crystal Platform' to reminisce about the past."

Whoosh! Jiao Xun turned into a phantom and fled hundreds of feet away, and a crystal light struck the empty place just now. "Benzu still has affairs, I don't have time to chat with you, get out of Shengyun City."

"Hey, hey, hey, you don't count, it's not the ancestors who wanted to come, it's these little holy friends who brought me here." Green-haired Desire-Tong smiled treacherously, and a mouthful of white teeth appeared on Greenhair's face.

"Okay, please, go to the Hall of Elders with the ancestor." Jiao Xun's face was frozen, and his face seemed to have a layer of ice scabs.

"Just go, just go, it just so happened that the Great Elder of Zhicheng Mu Yu gave a letter to the Great Elder Wang He." The green-haired desire Tong put his hands behind his back and pouted and fled to Jiao Xun.

Jiao Xun saw that he wanted to escape, and deliberately distanced himself from him.

"Master Jiao Dian, don't be so cautious, this ancestor didn't bring the 'Phantom Heartbreaking Arrow' this time." Desire Tong hehe hey twice, a word to the point.

The scorched nose is not the nose, and the face is not the face. "Come on, seal this domain, and I'll deal with it when I'm done."

Dozens of Holy Ancestors escaped from the four domains, several crystalline lights flew up, and the ancient wood pavilion disappeared into the airspace.

Jiao Xun cautiously walked away with Yutong, and after thousands of miles, Jiao Xun looked at his side with solemn eyes, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Desire Tong disappeared. Only a red blood crystal remained in the empty airspace.

"Illusion"! Jiao Xun picked up the blood crystal in a hurry, and fled to the Hall of Elders.

On the blue shadow floating platform, Chixiao, Tai'a, Xia Yu, and Bai Juan sat together as if they were paralyzed.

Xia Yu snorted a few times and sat up straight, among the four saints, Xia Yu's realm was the lowest, but the injury was the lightest, it was not that the magic was more than harmful, but Xia Yu did not fight back with all his strength at that time, Tai'a and Bai Juan were different, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up. He was thrown into the pavilion by four great sages like chickens.

"Second brother, what's going on?" Xia Yu gasped weakly.

Chixiao choked for a while, as if he had more air in and less air out. "I didn't ...... It's okay, I'm ...... Go...... Save...... Four...... The fourth brother ......".

Chixiao couldn't say any more, and collapsed on the ground with a white face.

"Second brother, you are too careless, with our realm, you are just an ant in Shengyun City, and it is too easy to want to die." Xia Yu sighed, without complaining too much, he could understand Chixiao's state of mind, when he was in the puppet realm, Chixiao almost died several times to save Mo Ye.