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Wang He raised his eyebrows, just now he was just talking angry, the sage who dared to enter the underworld of the dark cause, he would not be injured by the divine light if he did not know how to "seek light".

"Elder Mo should not be righteous, let's stay here!" Wang He's voice softened, but instead dissuaded Mo Xie.

"Great Elder, I am already familiar with the Suo Light Technique, go in and take a look."

Wang He's eyes flashed with doubts, and he didn't know if what Mo Xie said was true or not. Seeing Mo Ye's repeated insistence, he said in his heart: "This is not a bad opportunity."

"That's good! Elder Mo be careful."

Mo Xie looked back at the five sages. "The young master of the red really wants to enter the realm."

Young Master Chixiao nodded slightly, he didn't expect Mo Ye to reach the incarnation realm. "Thank you, Elder Mo, for your company."

"Thank you, let's go!" Mo Xie slowly fled to the first line of the black domain.

Chi Xiao didn't say much, and fled. The six figures gradually elongated, the shadows changed from fast to slow, the feet were far away, and the head was still in front of them. The shadow that slowly faded away shrank to a point, and with a pop of flames, disappeared at the edge of the black line.

Dozens of Sages were stunned, with smoke in their eyes. "This ...... What's going on, burned"?

Wang He disagreed, without a trace of expression on his face. "This is the Netherworld, it seems that the sages have turned into green flames, it is just a difference in vision and time, if it is the first time to experience it, I will think so, no wonder these sages are scared half to death."

Mo Xie and the other saints didn't feel anything, they just felt that the light was moving backwards, and the black line in front of them was moving into the distance, and no matter how they fled, they couldn't reach the edge of the black line.

"Stop"! Mo Xie stopped his body and looked back at the Sage behind him.

"Big brother, second brother, third brother". Mo Xie saluted the three holy priests one by one.

"Fourth Brother". The three saints bared their teeth stupidly, escaped to Mo Ye's side, grabbed Mo Ye's battle shirt, and hugged each other.

Mo Xie grinned when he was hugged by the three saints, smirking with a smirk in his mouth, and tears in his eyes.

"Big brother, you have a white eye when you tap the fourth brother." Xia Yu opened Tai'a and Chixiao.

"Fourth brother, you want to shame a few elder brothers, you have cultivated so fast and reached the incarnation realm." Chixiao shook off the fan that flashed with white light, and looked Mo Ye up and down.

"Don't laugh at the brothers, tell me how you got here." Mo Xie laughed twice, interrupting the second brother Chixiao's sour question.

"We, it's not because of you". Chixiao said quickly.

"Because I'm ......?" glared inexplicably.

Xia Yu and Tai A looked at each other and smiled.

"Isn't it who you are, ask me to go to the Holy Sword Mountain, the young master Chixiao said that you have reached the incarnation realm, and you have become the elder of the Holy Sword Mountain, I don't think you can lose face for your brother, right? Hahaha! I didn't expect our brothers to come together." Chixiao said the reason like a monkey, Xia Yu and Tai A smiled embarrassedly.

When Mo Ye heard this, his eyes were full of laughter, haha twice. "I asked you to go to the Holy Sword Mountain, I wanted to cast a few brothers for self-defense, but it was inconvenient to say it in the letter."

"Really, come and show my brother this 'wishful fan', damn, after I take it back, it won't be 'wishful'." Chixiao said as he pulled out the fan stuck in the back of his neck and stuffed it into Mo Xie's hand.

"The second brother is not difficult for the fourth brother, how can the virtual soldier be so easy to cast." Tai'a blocked the blazing red sky.

"What's there! The fourth brother said that if he can, he will definitely be able to." Chixiao shouted.

"I'll talk about this later, and I'll introduce a younger brother and sister to a few brothers." Mo Xie looked at the holy woman beside Chi Xiao.

"Juan'er came here and met a few big brothers."

"Little sister Bai Juan! no need to see the courtesy, Xia Yu has already introduced us a long time ago, your eyes are so poisonous! The holy area has let you take away a few beauties, so you are not afraid that you will not be able to explain it if you see Chengying and bluntness." Chixiao gave Mo Ye a hard punch, making a ridiculous grimace.

"Second brother, don't talk too much, you want your brother to die!" Mo Xie shook his body and retorted.

"Why do you want me to count them". Saying that, Chixiao was about to wrench his fingers, and he was so frightened that Mo Xie's mouth was scooped.

"Don't ...... Other...... Don't! There's still something important to say."

Mo Xie glanced at the white trickle of his eyes, and the corners of his forehead were sweating with fright, I really don't know how much the second brother of the broken mouth knows.

Tya's face changed. "Okay, second brother, don't joke, talk about business."

Mo Xie looked at Chi Xiao, Chi Xiao had already incarnated into the realm, that is, he had a close relationship with the second brother, so there should be no problem.

A black light flashed, and a black screen covered the six Sages.

Although he has entered the Netherworld, Mo Ye is still a little uneasy, who knows if this is a trap.

Lock up the airspace, and Mo Ye swept his eyes at Tai'a and other close friends. "Can the young master and several elder brothers refine the 'Suoguang Technique'?"

Everyone shook their heads. "What kind of light breaking technique, how can it be refined in such a short time, my mouth has worn off the skin."

Mo Xie smiled. "Can the young master know the origin of the light technique"?

Chi Xiao shook his head gently. As an incarnation realm saintess, she couldn't participate in the Holy Costume Competition, and this time she came with Chixiao. In addition, the Holy Father asked him to ask for light on behalf of the Holy Sea City, to put it bluntly, he also came to make up the number.

"Okay, please keep it a secret." Mo Xie bowed deeply, and told the origin of the "Suo Guang Technique" in 1510.

Tai'a, Chixiao and other close friends had a glint of surprise in their eyes, and only Chi Xiao had a puzzled look on his face.

"What Mo Xie said is true, that is to say, this is the Holy Sword Mountain does not pass on the secret technique, how can it be known to an elder who has just entered the Holy Sword Mountain, is there another secret, but Mo Xie did not say it."

Yes, Mo Xie only said its source and its use, but he didn't mention why he knew it so clearly.

Chixiao grinned and shook his fan, but he didn't hold it at all. "Four...... Junior...... In this way, we can all refine the 'virtual soldiers'"?

Mo Ye nodded. "I just don't know how long my brothers can remember"?

"Not bad!" Chi Xiao suddenly interjected.

"I've heard my father say that when I was young, I also went to Shengyun City to participate in Suoguang, but I couldn't remember the secret art I learned later."

"Xiao'er is saying that this is a secret art that can be forgotten." Chixiao also asked in surprise.

Only secret techniques that are not passed on in the Holy Realm will be so prohibited. If the spell fails for a period of time, it will be automatically forgotten.

In fact, Mo Ye was just guessing, but he didn't expect it to be true.

"Even if the elder brothers have not succeeded, leave the matter of asking for light to me! The young master, Juan'er and a few brothers are refining here, and then ask for light after the technique is completed."

Without waiting for Qin Ah and the others to agree, Xia Yu eagerly responded.

Chixiao, Chixiao, and Bai Juan all nodded. This is a great opportunity, if you lose it, it is equivalent to losing the opportunity to cast a virtual army, even if the Holy Sea City and the Holy Sword Mountain are domineering, then they can cast their own troops and be domineering.

Mo Xie settled several close friends and escaped from the black light domain. Looking back at the outside of the domain, he clearly saw that the saints were standing for hundreds of miles, and Wang He blew his beard and looked at this empty space. Mo Evil Divine Consciousness has been nearly a thousand miles away, and it is impossible for Wang He to Divine Consciousness here, but he is still a little uneasy, and after thinking about it again and again, he has to leave the black cover made of black armor.

Without the black battle armor, Mo Xie had no choice but to wear a cyan holy robe, find a holy weapon from the holy bag and send it to the airspace. Pointing at a point, using magic to suspect a side of the armor.

One step at a time, the feet are gone, the head is left behind him, and the shadow gradually lengthens, pulling out a long noodle shadow.

Although the shadow was ghostly, Mo Ye did not feel anything wrong, and walked in the air as if stepping on cotton, that is, he did not feel the change of the holy body, nor did he feel the movement of the position. Only the black cover behind him is getting smaller and smaller.

There was not the slightest change in the sky, and the black line still stopped in the distance, slowly receding into the distance as Mo Ye approached each time.

"This is the Netherworld, a city that can never be reached!"

Yes, if it can be reached, there are only dead people who can't turn their souls. The Sage is unable to enter the mysterious underworld.

Mo Xie looked back behind him, and the black light mask formed by the black battle armor had stopped thousands of miles away, and as long as he took a step, no matter how strong his divine sense was, he couldn't get a glimpse of it.

Mo Xie took a step hesitantly. Suddenly, it was dark in front of me, and it fell into darkness in an instant, there was no starlight, no breath, everything was silent to death, as if the whole world had disappeared in a small step.

The consciousness is everywhere, and it is a thousand miles away. Mo Xie couldn't help but take a step back. The eyes lit up, and the unreachable black line was far away in the sky.

"It's ......". Mo Ye was a little overwhelmed. "Is it the Netherworld"?

"How can I enter the underworld, doesn't it say that only the Death Saint can enter?" After hesitating, Mo Xie didn't know whether he should enter or not.

The holy bag on his waist protruded with a raised point, followed by two strokes.

Mo Xie frowned and looked at the holy bag. "What do you want to do with this thunder"?

"Master, let me out to get some air." A wisp of divine thought flashed in Mo Evil's divine consciousness.

Whoosh! A golden-black piercing light fell into Mo Ye's scattered hair, twisted twice, and tied a high knot.

"Swallowing Thor's Thorn" is such a toss. Mo Xie's hesitant state of mind relaxed, glanced at the mysterious black line, and raised his foot to step in again.

The black slowly pulled away, and the whole body was swallowed up little by little by the open mouth. Mo Ye's holy body, in the endless elongation, disappeared into a ray of black light.

Chi Xiao was aware of the ghostly devouring, and couldn't imagine whether Mo Ye was dead or alive. When Mo Ye reappeared, he breathed a sigh.

"It's an illusion".

Chi Xiao wanted to follow and see what the "Underworld Divine Light" was, but he stopped again. For millions of years, hundreds of millions of people have come to the Netherworld to seek light, and no saint can get the "divine light".

Of course Chi Xiao knows the Great Perfection of Mo Evil Divine Sense, but if he wants to get the "Divine Light", it is not only strength, but also luck.

Chi Xiao shook his head, gave up his unrealistic ideas, and cultivated the "Suo Light Technique" with peace of mind.

In the dark airspace, like a piece of solidified black ink, Mo Ye's figure melted into black, and he couldn't tell where he was standing at all, only knowing that taking a step back was light, and taking a step forward was darkness.

This darkness is different from the night, the deathly silence, the silence can make people stop breathing. The whole Eucharist seemed to dissolve in this dead darkness.