If he changed to another sage, Bian Le didn't make a move, Tai'a and Xia Yu would also make a move to clear the situation, how could outsiders let him get close to the "Thunder God Thorn". Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Chixiao withdrew his gaze. "Little girl, you are not too bold! dare to come to the 'Waste Soldier Mountain' alone."

The white light flashed, and the eyes of the saints widened.

On the wide altar, there was only one incense burner, not even a case table. Milky white smoke rose and fell heavily, slowly over the altar and down the slope.

How could this be? Chi Xiao and the other saints were stunned in the air. The defense of the sacrificial mound is broken, and the virtual soldiers and remnants must be enshrined on the desk. Since there is no altar in this domain, where is the "Thor Swallowing Thorn"?

Chixiao and Chengying let go of their divine senses, and the Taiwan area was boundless, empty, and there was only light smoke.

How could Ling Ranzi say that the "Thunder Swallowing God Thorn" was sealed here, could it be that this was a fake tomb? Chengying raised her eyebrows and slowly approached the incense burner, she didn't believe that this was a fake tomb.

The incense burner flashed near, and the thick incense pillar was scalded with gilded characters. "Thunder Swallowing Sacrifice".

Chengying's brain buzzed, his heart was dull, and he almost didn't catch his breath. "Thor Swallowing Thorn" was buried!

Chixiao and Chixiao also understood. The "Thor Swallowing Thorn" was not sealed, but destroyed. Who is so fierce? A name jumped into my mind, even if it is so, why do you want me to wait for the "Waste Soldier Mountain"? Chixiao suddenly felt a premonition of danger.

On the dark stone steps, dozens of sages walked. Spirits generally come to the "Thorn Mound".

"You are waiting here".

Ling Ranzi walked into the thorn mound alone, and dozens of sages looked at their backs, feeling confused.

In the mound covered by black mist, Ling Ranzi glanced at the altar, and a cold smile condensed at the corner of his mouth. Reach out and grab into the airspace. The altar disappeared in a flash, and Ling Ranzi had a black ball of light in his hand.

"Hahaha! The ancestor doesn't want to kill you, and if you want to die, you can't help me."

Where the altar disappeared, a blue light flashed, revealing a phantom light door. After Ling Ranzi laughed wildly, he turned around and fled out of the mound domain.

The dense sword forest shone with a strange light, and the pale blue aura fell on the saint's surprised face, and both of them stared at the blue sword forest with greedy eyes.

Qiu Jian straightened his eyes and turned around sharply. "Brothers, please help me find the sword soul, and I am grateful for it."

"I'm going to torture them, they're all broken swords, go there and find them." Yu Ba looked at Jian Lin, his eyes were hot. Such a piece of broken sword, to say the least, has a thousand handles, how many holes do you have to wear.

Yu Ba regretted it, he knew that there were still so many remnants, and he was in a hurry to refine the broken hammer.

Wu Yazi looked at the sword of hatred, walked into the sword forest, and hissed! The battle blade was accidentally thrown onto the blade of the sword, and a corner was cut off.

"Good sharp sword". The general's eyes jumped.

The battle armor on Wu Yazi's body is not as good as the condensation armor of the Holy Cloud Suit, it is also the armor of the Qi Condensation Realm, which can be cut off by the blade of the remnant sword, which shows how sharp the sword edge is.

Danqing hurriedly wrapped his battle robe, for fear of being slashed by the blade.

"Oops! Yu Ba's battle bracelet was cut, and his face turned white with fright, and he almost didn't cut off his wrist.

"Be careful, be careful, everyone must be careful!" Qiu Jian couldn't help the ecstasy in his heart, and admonished, quickly penetrating into the sword forest.

The five saints searched carefully, but no matter how careful they were, they were still injured by the sword body.

"That has a sword soul." Yu Ba muttered angrily, wishing he couldn't find it!

"Qiu Jian, here." Wu Yazi suddenly shouted.

......Qiu Jian appeared in front of him in tattered armor, and Wu Yazi was startled. Can't!

"Brother, how did you get here?"

Qiu Jian grinned and smirked. "Running here".

"Dizzy, isn't this a game of life?" Wu Yazi glared at Qiu Jian and pointed to the broken sword that fell on the stone under his feet.

Qiu Jian's eyes turned green, and he looked at it stupidly for a long time before he took out the soul bead and pressed it on the broken point. A long beep.

A blade of sword smashed on the face of Wuyazi's feet. was so frightened that Wu Yazi's eyes almost exploded, and his face turned gray. The verdant blade of the sword broke open like a dead tree, and in the blink of an eye, green crystals were sprinkled on the ground.

The cadre and Danqing were so frightened that they hugged their heads and hid behind the battle shield. Yu Ba's eyes were straight, and he didn't have the heart to hide. After a long time, Yu Bacai took a step and jumped a step.

"Criminals! Dare to steal from the 'Waste Soldier Mountain'." Angry roars rang out in the airspace. Two holy shadows appeared in the mound domain.

The eyes of the five saints were straight, and they looked at the holy shadow like a lost soul.

"Ahh

The two Holy Ancestors saw a fierce light in their eyes, and the void light in their hands flashed.

Two rays of holy light flew out and landed heavily in the green crystal beads.

"Oh yes, I'll torture, who dares to kick Lao Tzu." One of the priests jumped up with a half-sunken face, and his voice changed tone.

"There are ghosts!" Another Holy Ancestor was even worse, turned around and fled in a puff of smoke.

The two boots froze in the air, shook and disappeared into the mound.

Outside the "Chaotic Stone Mound", the two Holy Ancestors sat in a soft tulle, and the outside of the Holy Body was shrouded in red mist. Bursts of groans came from the fog, and two distorted faces changed in the red light.

"Senior brother, what do you see?" a voice came from the fog with gritted teeth.

"Heel". After holding it for a long time, the sound came out of the fog.

"Heel of boots"? There was silence in the fog for a while, as if he was thinking about something? Is it the sole of the boot, I can't remember, I just feel a bloody light in front of me, flying out, as for what it is?

Milky white tulle wafted in, and bursts of medicinal fragrance condensed in the mist. The Medicine Saint Son approached the mound with a big gourd on his back, and looked at the two red mist, and his half-squinted eyes widened. His eyes darkened.

"Ming Leizi, Ming Zhenzi".

In the mist, the two Holy Ancestors burst out of the red mist. When he saw Yao Shengzi, his eyes were red, his mouth was grinning to the side, and he almost didn't cry. Choked up a few times before he sobbed and said, "Senior brother, save me."

Yao Shengzi's eyelids jumped. Because the smelting qi blocked the divine sense, he didn't see the injury clearly, he could only sense that it was the injury caused by the holy soldier, and now he saw it and was shocked. Ming Leizi and Ming Zhenzi each left half a boot print on their faces, which together happened to be a pair of boot sole prints.

"Cloud Boots"?

"What are you who are hurting?" the Medicine Saint Son asked in surprise. Other saints can't recognize the "Cloud Walking Boots", but the Medicine Saint Son is different, not only recognizing this boot, but also wearing them. That's the advantage of playing with medicine.

"Didn't see it". Ming Zhenzi cried and mourned half of his face, so painful that he didn't dare to move his teeth, so he could only use his divine sense.

"Oops! it hurts me." Ming Leizi couldn't hold it back anymore and jumped up. One was several feet high.

The Medicine Saint Son grinned, and seemed to feel pain as well. Can it not hurt? It was injured by the Holy Soldier, but fortunately, he only kicked it once, and if it was kicked by the condensation technique, let alone his face, his head would have to be cut off in half.

Two red crystal beads flew away, and the second saint received it in his hand and swallowed it in his mouth like crazy. The red glow rose, and the sunken bones moved, and instantly regained their original faces.

Ming Leizi and Ming Zhenzi touched their faces, and they were moved to the Medicine Saint Son again and again, and thanked them again and again.

The Medicine Saint Son waved his hand. "Can the two juniors tell the truth?"

Ming Leizi's face changed slightly, he looked at Ming Zhenzi, touched his smooth cheeks, and his eyes showed a little shame. "Senior brother has this fact, it is difficult to tell him."

The white eyebrows of the medicine saint raised, good boy, he turned his face and didn't recognize people, forgetting to ask grandpa to sue grandma just now.

"What words"! Ming Zhenzi pushed away Ming Leizi and bowed his hand to the Medicine Saint Son.

"Senior brother, there's nothing else, Ling Ranzi asked me to wait to clean up a few little rabbit cubs in the 'Deserted Soldier Tomb', but I didn't expect to fall for the plot."

There was a bang in the head of the Medicine Saint, and he was startled by Ming Zhenzi's words. I asked a few times. "What do you say"?

Ming Zhenzi was stunned by the question, scratched his hair, and said to himself: "What did I say"?

Yao Shengzi stared, not that he didn't hear what Qingming Zhenzi said, but he couldn't believe what he said. Can you hurt people with holy soldiers, or are you a little rabbit cub? Ming Zhenzi was kicked stupidly.

"Oh! it's a few little saints of the Condensation Realm." When Ming Zhenzi said this, Teng's face blushed halfway. He scolded in his heart: "Oh! I tortured, how did I get kicked out by the little saint."

Medicine Shengzi's eyes turned into souls, and he really didn't believe that what Ming Zhenzi said was true. How is this possible? But when I see the bear-like appearance of the two saints, I can't help but believe it.

"Go, come with me and meet them".

Without waiting for the Medicine Saint Son to finish speaking, Ming Leizi and Ming Zhenzi escaped from the mound.

"Hey......"! The Medicine Saint Son scolded in his heart, and it could be seen that what Ming Zhenzi said was half-true and half-false, and there must be a hidden truth in it.

The medicine saint son looked at the gray mist and escaped into the "barren soldier's grave".

"Senior brother, you wait for me". Ming Leizi caught up with Ming Zhenzi and grabbed him.

"Senior brother, why don't you go back and take revenge."

"Dead brains, can a little Qi Condensing Realm saint hurt you and me?" Ming Zhenzi pulled Ming Leizi and fled.

On the cyan stone steps, five delicate figures walked rapidly in the dense fog with a slight chill. Dull Jun and Xiao Yue looked at the majestic figure in front of them, and their eyes didn't feel a little confused. This shadow is so familiar! It doesn't look like that bad old man who stinks with sweat.

The long hair floated in front of the face, blocking the cold face, and through the eyes between the hair, the cold light flashed with a different color.

Qin Ji silently followed behind, it seemed that because the realm was too low, each line and the first order seemed to be very difficult.

The Holy Devil stopped and looked back. Blunt Jun and Xiaoyue dodged away involuntarily. Anran almost collided with the Holy Devil, and was stunned, and the black hair blocking his face turned sideways to get out of the way.

The holy devil stretched out his big hand, grabbed Qin Ji's waist, and pulled him into his arms. Qin Ji snorted, but did not resist, but leaned softly on the arms of the holy devil.

Dull Jun and Xiaoyue glanced at each other, but neither of them spoke. I don't know what to say, Qin Ji condenses the third order, and the realm is indeed too low, which seriously affects the speed of the saints.

He turned his face violently, and an angry gaze flashed between his hair, but it was only a flash, and he disappeared into the shadow.

The holy devil turned around and walked away with Qin Ji in his arms.

Qin Ji peeked at the old face. His face was dark, covered with weather-beaten wrinkles, and his mouth was slightly open, exhaling a slightly foul stench. The eyes were sunken deeply, as if they had been lost by the wind, and there were tears in the corners of their eyes.