The corners of Jiade's eyes moved slightly, and a hint of ice smiled on his lips. www.biquge.info"How is it possible, this saint not only harmed my junior sister, but also knew our secrets, so I can't keep them."

Duan Xing sighed. "Such an outstanding person will soon be famous as the Holy Peak."

Jiade was silent for a moment. "Who let it kill itself".

A beautiful arc flashed out of the ice with an icy cold air.

Mo Xie's eyelids jumped, and he was busy looking at Danhai.

On the ice cube flower, the arc worm coiled beside Bing Jiu, half-squinting black pupils, stretching out the arc tongue, and licking the pointed lips.

"The holy medicine was eaten by the arcworm". Mo Xie's head buzzed again, a little crying and laughing.

"How does the small arc taste?" Bing Jiu patted the head of the worm with three hairs.

Hiss, boom, several arcs flew out.

Bing Jiu smiled and laughed.

Mo Xie was dumbfounded, practiced it, and wasted his efforts to let a worm take advantage.

The phantom flashed, and the phantom stood in front of Jingding with his hands behind his back. Dao red light flashed from the Holy Body, and the dazzling aura illuminated the entire valley in blood red.

Outside the valley, in the pavilion with stone steps, the dew reflects the dazzling silver light.

Jiade and Duan Xing stared at the valley that was sealed by the Great Array.

"When is Senior Brother going to do it, will it be until he lifts the ice ban?" Duan Xing's mind was puzzled, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"If you can't wait until then, it's a big deal to cure Ye Xuanzi." As he spoke, Jiade took out a crystal ball and lightly hit the sphere.

In an instant, the sky in the valley was dark, and the dim valley was swallowed up by terrible darkness. Several white lights flashed out from the clouds, the darkness was torn apart, and several sword lights slashed towards the black shadows in the darkness.

With a few clicks, the valley shone brightly, and the dazzling sword light disappeared into the darkness.

Duan Xing looked at the shattered holy body of the "Splitting the Earth" in astonishment, slowly closed his eyes, and sighed secretly. "Senior Brother's 'Earth Splitting Soul Sword Array' has been refined to such a state that it can easily kill the Great Sage of the Qi Condensation Realm."

Jiade laughed wildly and put away his array. "Senior brother can't help but underestimate this array, even if he is an incarnation realm saint, this array can also trap it for a hundred years, not to mention the little Qi Condensing Sage, see how the brother can cut off the crystal tripod."

A snow-bright floating cloud slowly condensed in the sky above the dragon crystal tripod. Ghosts flying sideways, holding hook-shaped slashes shuttling through the floating clouds. Countless serpentine lightning bolts struck the sky in a chaotic manner.

"Chop"! The divine light in Jiade's hand flew away.

The flying ghost raised its hook slash and landed towards the frozen dragon crystal ding.

Click! The serpentine shadow fell on the crystal tripod, and the ice-white tripod cracked out countless broken porcelain patterns, and pieces of ice chips rang a few times, falling in pieces.

After a few breaths, the dragon crystal tripod appeared.

Duan Xing looked at Gu Nei Dingying, and his heart was excited. What Ding Zhong refines is not an ordinary holy medicine. The real name is "Hundred Folds Forging Heart San". It is a medicine that connects the heart veins, and the medicine saints in the Holy Medicine Peak all want to refine this medicine, but because it is extremely difficult to refine the "Hundred Rounds of Forging Heart Powder", it is almost rarely a medicine. Once this medicine is refined, Baicheng will not change it.

It is said that in the Holy Medicine Peak Inner Canon, there are only four records of refining this medicine.

Gatorade's face shrugged into a lump of flesh. Tapping the arrayer, a little yellow light flashed, and the valley was obscured by a faint cloud and mist.

"Senior brother, please"! Jiadele escaped into the valley.

Duan Xing hurriedly followed. What kind of miraculous medicine is it, Duan Xing wanted to jump up excitedly.

Jiade glanced at the pile of black ash in front of the ding, and a cool wind swept through his heart!

The red light flew towards the Tenglong Ding, and the crystal bubbles on the Ding burst open.

Whoosh! A stream of icy sticky air rushed in. Jiade wanted to condense the spell, but it was too late, and the icy slime sprayed on Jiade and Duan Xing's bodies.

Jiade and Duan Xing retreated one after another, almost falling down.

Jiade stopped his body, felt something sticky on his face, and wanted to open his eyes, his eyelids were hard and icy together, and bursts of ice pain came from his face.

The pink fire ignited, and Jiade instantly became an ice and fire man, and the ice-red flames of Douda fell from his body. A few painful groans, the ice and fire in the sky flew away, and the dangerous rocks and ancient trees on both sides turned into a sea of ice-red fire, crackling and exploding with sparks.

Jiade and Duan Xing stood in the ice and fire, the "Thousand Medicine Battle Armor" was tattered, the flower shadow was withering, and they seemed to be wearing withered grass clothes.

Jiade snorted angrily, and then groaned, and his face burned out.

Duan Xing didn't go so lightly, the exposed places were burned and deformed, and he used it several times to treat qi, but it was okay if he didn't treat it, but this time, his face became black.

"Come on, hunt me down," Gard roared.

Dozens of disciples appeared outside the valley, and they were all stunned by the tragic scenes in the valley, and they didn't know what was happening.

"I want to die! Duan Xing howled.

The disciples were stunned and dispersed.

The sunset that converged on the dazzling light, the reddish halo became thicker and thicker, and a wisp of gray light was like a rising lake, leaking into the sky. The light gray streamers are entwined in the green water and green mountains, and the canyon under your feet is particularly deep.

Bursts of unpredictable mountain qi rose up, like a magical light veil curtain, gushing out of the deep hole. With a flash of green light, Mo Ye stood on the lush ancient trees outside the valley, looking back at the Yizhi Peak behind him, his brows couldn't help but be covered with clouds.

"Evil! Run, Xiao Arc is in trouble", a sweet and eager voice came from Danhai.

Mo Xie cursed, escaped for nearly a hundred miles in a flash, and quietly disappeared in the red glow in a few flashes.

Dozens of breaths later, hundreds of Great Sages of the Condensation Qi Realm escaped from the deep Green Valley, and after the four divine senses, they split up and fled to various domains.

Thousands of miles away, an old saint with a big back staggered away with medicine on his back, and the surging fog and wind blew the thin placket and whistled and snorted.

In the distance, several streamers flashed, and after a few breaths, several Great Sages of the Condensation Realm escaped in front of the old saint.

"Holy friend, have you ever seen this holy one?" The leader of the great saint shook off the crystal shaft, and a portrait fell in front of the old saint.

The old priest slowly raised his dull eyes and shook his head. Slowly retreat into the distance.

The saints stared at the back of the old saint suspiciously, and collected the crystal shaft and fled to another domain.

The old saint fled as if nothing had happened, and his wide placket was blown up by the wind, like a kite with a broken string in the whistling fog and wind.

The old saint straightened his back, glanced at a dark rock, and twisted his beard. "The Holy Friend dares to cause trouble in the Holy Medicine Peak, so he is not afraid of his identity being exposed."

The blue light flashed, and Mo Ye stood on the strange pine and cypress, looking at the old saint with a smile. "Holy friends dare to disguise themselves into the Holy Medicine Peak, why don't they dare to go down again."

The old saint frowned, staring at Mo Ye's face with half-squinted eyes. "The transfiguration of the Holy Friend is like a fire and a dull blue."

"Hahaha, the old saint's friend is also at the peak." Mo Ye sensed a familiar and unfamiliar divine sense, this was the mysterious divine consciousness that had been following behind the Sage of Wu Yazi and the others.

"Hahaha, though, I wonder where the Holy Friend got this technique." The old saint's face was full of gloom, and his eyes revealed wisps of murderous aura.

"I feel the same way as the holy friends, and I want to know where this technique came from." Seeing the murderous appearance of the old saint, Mo Xie knew that there should be some way to this technique. When I learned it from the puppet realm, I felt the strangeness of this technique.

"Hmph! to a dying saint, but no imitation." The old saint sneered, his eyes cold and deadly.

Mo Ye's heart palpitated, and a black light covered the holy body. "If the Holy Friends want to fight here, they are not afraid of alarming the Holy Ancestors of the Holy Medicine Peak."

The old saint only said that he did not move, and although his face was covered with murderous aura, he did not mean to move. "Don't scare me, even if you steal my skills, you will have to pay some price."

Mo Xie understood, it turned out that this technique came from the old sage, this was really a coincidence, no wonder the old sage saw through the spell at a glance.

"The Holy Friend is a person in the Ethereal Puppet Realm?" Mo Xie asked suspiciously.

When Mo Xie was in the puppet realm, he learned the "Transfiguration Technique" from the meditation master Taishou. It is said that Master Jingjing is the daughter of a cadre, so does this saint have anything to do with Jianshan? Grandpa Ganjiang is the master of Jianshan, and Mo Xie is not afraid of this.

"No, it's just that this technique is one of the three treasures I left in the puppet realm Sword Mountain Zhenshan." The old saint said coldly.

"What"? Mo Ye couldn't believe his ears, and there was such a coincidence.

Mo Xie heard that Bi Xinzi said: "The puppet realm sword mountain was created by him."

"Then who is this saint, and what is the relationship with Bixinzi?" Mo Ye was a little confused.

"Could it be Qingyunzi, the eldest disciple of Bixinzi"?

Mo Ye's confused face became radiant. "The Holy Friend is Qingyunzi."

The old saint's face instantly turned dull, and a divine light shrouded Mo Xie.

Mo Xie had already taken precautions, and the black evil light flashed in his hand, and a sword slashed towards the flying divine light.

Bang! Mo Ye was shocked dozens of feet away, and the "Evil Light Phantom Sword" in his hand buzzed.

Mo Xie stopped leaning back, his face covered with fine sweat. His eyes were fixed on the old priest's hand. He secretly said in his heart: "What a strong combat power."

Since returning to the Holy Realm, it was the first time Mo Xie had encountered such a strong opponent, and he was able to knock it out so far?

The old saint's childlike eyes shot a look of surprise, and his puzzled gaze swept across Mo Ye's slightly sweaty face. "Who is the little saint, how can you guess your name".

"If you break blindly and talk too much, your ancestor will not let you go." The old saint shouted angrily, and the murderous aura on his face was somewhat reduced. But it's still cold, and people don't dare to face it.

Mo Xie hurriedly bowed deeply. "Old holy friend, forgive me, I just want to see if it is Gu Sheng's disciple."

The furrow on the old saint's face slowly tightened, and he scolded in his heart: "Little brat, you are getting more and more face-racing, and you dare to talk to me about your seniority."

Whoosh! A flying rainbow swept by, striking Mo Ye in the blink of an eye.

In front of Mo Xie, the black shadow turned into a shield, forming a black barrier around his body, and a black light slashed on the flying rainbow.

The string sound swung away, and Mo Xie was like an arrow off the string, escaping dozens of feet.

There was a buzzing sound, and the "Evil Light Phantom Sword" in Mo Ye's hand rang out for a long time. Like a crane roaring for nine days, bursts of gloomy aura rushed in, and Dao phantoms flashed in front of him.

Mo Xie was hit by the second technique, and his eyes exploded. Obviously you can dodge, how can you be covered by an unknown divine light. No matter how strong the old saint's divine sense is, it is impossible to be stronger than himself.