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"Let you soar, I'll scratch you to death".

The Holy Ancestors looked at the shadows that were white for a while and red for a while, and kept grinning, they hadn't seen puppet girls fight for a long time, although it was indecent, the Tao was very new. None of the Holy Ancestors stopped him, staring at him in a daze, and shaking his head constantly.

Mei Xi looked at this scene, sneered, and enjoyed the wonderful picture with interest.

The black shadow appeared next to Chengying, and with a coquettish snort, Chengying flew out a few feet away.

Poof! A mouthful of blood spurted on the surface of the lake, and Chengying curled up together with his stomach in his hands.

Bian Le's eyes were bloodshot, looking at Gu Xin with a blood gourd on his face, the five black armors condensed with black light.

"Senior sister, ignore her, let her go to the funeral!" Gu Xin covered his face and grabbed Bian Le.

Bian Le clenched his fine teeth, shook it hard, and helped Gu Xin to the lake.

Chengying groaned for a while, slowly stood up, and staggered towards the red sky.

Chixiao struggled to sit up, blood gushing out of his face and breastplate, and fell to the surface of the lake with a thud.

"Brother Xiao......"! Chengying ran to Chixiao's side with a trembling cry.

"Sister Ying, help me sit up and help Brother Xiao stop the bleeding, I don't want to die too ugly." Chixiao gritted his teeth and snorted.

Chengying wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, squatted down and struggled to help Chixiao up.

"Ahh Sit up straight. The whole Eucharist was turned into a bloody garment.

Mei Xijiao smiled coldly. "It's easy to want to die, but it's harder to die than to live against Shengyun City."

The blue light flashed, and Chengying and Chixiao were locked in the air by crystal chains. Drops of tick-tick blood fell from the sky. The smell of blood on the torture lake was even more solemn.

Mei Xi squinted at Tai'a and other saints, and said coldly: "That is, you want to be the enemy of Mo Evil, this city lord will believe you and others, and follow Tang Lang to prepare to refine Mo Evil Divine Sense."

Tai'a, Xia Yu, and Bian Le hurriedly knelt on the ground, tom tom,

Mei Xi's ghost-like eyes fell on Gu Xin.

Gu Xin slowly knelt on the ground, Mei Xi's eyes were softened, and Gu Xin said in a trembling voice: "Holy Ancestor, I can go against Mo Xie, whether I am allowed not to participate in refining."

Giggles! Mei Xijiao laughed again and again, and suddenly suppressed her laughter. "Life or death, you choose"!

Gu Xin was so frightened that he quickly kowtowed. "The city lord spares his life, I want to live, I will refine."

Mei Xi glanced at Gu Xin and scolded fiercely: "I don't know how to lift."

"Tang Hall Lord, the Great Elder is dealing with the Demon Lord, I will go to help first, and the matter of refining Mo Evil will be handed over to you."

Tang Lang nodded, and scolded in his heart: "Why does this lack of virtue always fall on me."

There was a lot of resentment in his heart, but Tang Lang did not have the slightest displeasure on his face. "The city lord can rest assured, if you don't say ten years, you will be able to refine it in a hundred years."

Mei Xi frowned and looked at Tang Lang. "Tang Hall Lord, this matter is not begged by Mei Xi, it is arranged by the Purple City Lord personally, you can watch and do it."

Tang Lang's face changed slightly, the Ziling City Lord has been in retreat for nearly 10,000 years, and he has never participated in the affairs of Shengyun City, could it be that the Ziling City Lord is really going to go out. Glancing at the two hall masters of Shi Di and Jiao Xun beside him. The second saint bowed his head and said nothing, unable to see any hints. Looking at Buckwheat Wan'er again, her face turned blue. It seems that this is true. Busy said: "The city lord can rest assured, with the help of the four little sages, say less for one year, and say more for ten years."

Mei Xi didn't say much, looked at Mo Ye in the blood mist, then looked at Chixiao and Chengying, and finally looked at Bian Le. He snorted and left the Punishment Lake with all the Holy Ancestors.

The black hair was like a forest, and the blood light flashed in the cracks of the hair full of blood mist, falling on Chixiao and Chengying.

Tang Lang took more than a dozen Holy Ancestors to stand in the airspace by the lake, looking at Mo Ye on the Punishment Lake.

"Mo Xie, whether you hear it or not, don't blame me, the Holy Domain is like this, who let you be the enemy of the Holy Cloud City step by step."

After Tang Lang finished speaking, he looked at Tai'a and the other saints. "You have also heard that the matter has come to this, and family and friendship are not as good as your own life. If a few of them can't refine the Mo Evil Spirit with all their might, I will kill them immediately."

The four saints of Tai'a and Xia Yu hurriedly turned around and kowtowed to Tang Lang. "Holy Ancestor rest assured".

"Array"!

As soon as Tang Lang's voice fell, more than a dozen sages divided into five strands and fell towards the five corners of the torture lake. No more, no less, three saints in one corner.

"What kind of divine consciousness is the Great Perfection of your holy capitals?" Tang Lang looked at the four sages kneeling by the lake.

Tai'a and Xia Yu were busy kowtowing. "Holy Ancestor, in the lower glimpse of the sense of divine consciousness and the great consummation of the sense of taste."

Bian Le and Gu Xin also followed.

"It's all these two divine senses?" Tang Tang frowned, and his heart was in trouble. Judging from the previous refining, it is not difficult to restrain the Mo Evil Voyeur Sense, Taste Sense, and Voyeur Sense, but the difficulty lies in the Voyeur Sense. This wisp of divine consciousness is the divine consciousness cultivated during the spiritual period, at that time, the realm of the sages was low, and they did not understand the importance of the divine sense, very few sages majored in this divine consciousness, if they could not restrain the voyeuristic divine sense, it would be too difficult to refine the Mo Evil divine consciousness.

Xia Yu rolled his eyes, kowtowed twice and said, "Holy Ancestor, that young master Bai Juan may be able to do it."

Tang Lang glared at Xia Yu fiercely, so frightened that Xia Yu seemed to have fallen into a glacier, his teeth chattering. "Say more, and I'll cut your tongue."

Bian Le's consciousness circled, and only then did he realize that Bai Juan, who was captured at the same time, was not here.

Tai Ah chuckled in his heart, and after all the holy friends escaped, they walked through the most secret teleportation array in Holy Cloud City according to Bai Juan's arrangement. Bai Juan said that when he was in Wanyun Cave, he had been to Shengyun City with the elders, because he did not have a Shengyun suit, so he entered and exited the teleportation array from here.

Along the way, taking the secret road and entering the alley, although the Holy Cloud City laid a net of heaven and earth, all the saints fled to the secret road without danger, and as soon as they arrived at the secret road, they were surrounded by several holy ancestors.

Now that Bai Juan is missing, could it be that Bai Juan deliberately led all the saints into the secret path and was caught by the Holy Ancestor.

Xia Yu and the other saints were so frightened that they didn't dare to say more, although they had many doubts in their hearts, their hearts were like water, for fear that the slightest fluctuation in their hearts would be noticed by the holy ancestors.

Tang Lang reprimanded Xia Yu and ordered the holy envoy to hang Chengying and Chixiao by the torture lake.

Suddenly, Dao Dao blue light appeared from the four walls of the Punishment Peak, shooting directly above the sky. Instead, the cyan light slowly joined on, which seemed to be very slow, and when it was inhaled, it formed a cyan light mask. The mist that permeated the torture lake gathered towards the cyan light mask, and after a few breaths, only the unwavering water and the saints were left on the torture lake.

Mo Xie trembled and trembled, his lowered head moved slightly, Mo Ye did not faint just now, but just used a kind of "Breathing Spell" in the "Water Avoidance Technique" to temporarily close the heart veins and deceive Mei Xi and other sages.

What happened by the torture lake, Mo Ye saw it in his eyes. Although his heart was bleeding, there was no fluctuation at all, and even Mei Xi thought that Mo Xie had fainted. At this time, Mo Xie was shocked by the ghosts on the torture lake, as if he was on the edge of the abyss, like entering the Sword Valley, and the hairs on his body were shocked.

The aura on the torture lake was gradually disappearing, and the four phantoms of Danhai's automatic refining aura opened their eyes slightly, squinting at the illusory Dankong.

Mo Xie realized that the danger was coming, once the aura on the torture lake disappeared, he would no longer be able to refine the aura, and the true qi in the Danhai would gradually be consumed, and at that time, Mo Ye could no longer drive the secret arts, leaving only the line of defense of divine consciousness.

Tang Lang watched the torture lake being sealed, his face became calm, he was always afraid that Mo Ye would have reservations, and he hit a fatal blow when the big array was closed, but he didn't expect nothing to happen.

"You, you go to the Perception Array, you, you go to the Taste Array." Tang Lang arrogantly lit at Tai'a and other saints, and his slender nails emitted a green glow with each point, and the nail marks fell on the eyebrows of the saints.

Whew! A stream of pure true qi flowed into Xia Yu and the other sage Danhai. The sealed airspace of Danhai disappeared, and the huge true air flow formed a rapid vortex, slamming into the unknown airspace.

Bian Le and the other saints all let out an exclamation, their whole body trembling as if they were numb, and the true qi vortex almost broke through the bottleneck and broke through the realm.

Tang Lang smiled. "As long as you can complete the mission, the last bottleneck is just a finger from me."

Bian Le and the other sages woke up from the momentary numbness, did not dare to look directly at Tang Lang, lowered their heads and fled into their respective array eyes.

Bian Le and Tai Ah knelt lightly to the cyan light mask and fell in the airspace.

A flash of light flew out of the hood. "If you get this spell first, you can't cultivate it within ten days, get out of the punishment peak."

Bian Le and Tai A hurriedly took the "Gong Transmission Stone" with both hands, sat cross-legged outside the green hood, and began to practice the secret mantra.

Tang Lang swept his eyes at the five major formations, and his gaze stopped at Chixiao and Chengying. After staring for a while. "I still advise you to say a word to the two saints, Mo Xie's difficulty has long been doomed, he can't escape if he wants to, the two little saints insist on dying for him is not worth it, even if he wakes up, he doesn't want to see this scene, you go against him but make him even more careless, otherwise, you will kill yourself and kill him."

Chengying and Chixiao hung in the air, silent. Ignored Tang Lang's words.

Tang Lang withdrew his divine sense and walked to another formation.

In the eyes of the blue cover array, the three Holy Ancestors sat in the cyan halo, and when they saw Tang Lang coming in, they didn't get up, nor did they salute, they just nodded slightly.

Tang Lang sat in a ring light with a condensed face, and snorted.

"Tang Hall Master, with the divine consciousness of my four saints, I don't know if I can suppress Mo Ye's divine consciousness, and whether I will invite a few more divine consciousness powerhouses to help." The old Saint Ancestor, who was sitting in front of Tang Lang, asked with a frown.

Tang Lang was silent. It was not easy to find such a few Holy Ancestors in the Holy Cloud City who had reached nine hundred miles of Auditory Divine Sense, could they still be selected?

"Can that young master of Bai Juan move?" Old Saint Ancestor said again.

Tang Lang just shook his head, it is unknown whether Bai Juan's perceptive sense of divine consciousness has reached the Great Perfection, but this holy woman can't move, this is the patriarch's personal message. Otherwise, even if she is the young master of Wanyun Cave, how can she easily let go of Mo Ye if she is not innocent.

"Elder Wenxuan is so unconfident, now that we are divided into five formations to suppress the Mo Evil Divine Consciousness at the same time, if we don't have an inch, the city lord will be unhappy." Tang Lang replied in a calm tone, looking at the two little sages hanging by the lake. Tang Lang also said that no one would have the same brain as the two Immortals, if it was the same, Mo Xie would die faster.