The lightsaber silently pierced the saint's back, ah! The saint opened his mouth and took a breath, staggered a few steps, reached out to hold on to the stone wall, and slowly turned around, staring at the cave in the darkness with a pair of dead eyes. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Du Qiong, you're not dead."

The sound of stone canes came from inside the cave. An old saint woman with two silver hairs, high bones, and a wrinkled face walked out staggeringly. Said slowly: "Lu Xin is blessed by you, I can't see you die, how can I turn a blind eye."

With blue waves and clear eyes, Lu Xin's face was a little frivolous, the corners of his eyebrows and lips seemed to be smiling, wiped the bloodshot from the corners of his mouth, and stood up.

"...... you?"

"Yes, how could this ancestor be easily injured by you. You didn't expect it, I would have guarded against you a long time ago." Lu Xin laughed a few times, looked at Du Qiong's appearance, and kept shaking his head.

The Holy Body of Du Qiong kept shaking, and the stone staff in his hand cracked into powder. "I'll ...... you."

Poof! The jade white crystal finger passed through Du Qiong's eyebrows, and the pink pearl light flashed on the fingertips, and with a snap, a wisp of white smoke exploded.

Lu Xin withdrew his fingers and pouted and blew on his pointed nails. "No complaints this time!"

Du Qiongsheng's weight fell heavily on the stone, and Lu Xin walked to the side of the corpse, squatted down, and sighed in his mouth. "It's a pity, I'm still an old virgin until I die."

Lu Xin untied the holy bag on Du Qiong's waist, shook it twice, and tied it around his waist. Standing up, his gaze fell on the corpse Danhai. As soon as Jing stretched out his hand, Du Qiong's holy body exploded into a wisp of clear smoke.

"It's a pity that the soul is gone". After Lu Xin finished speaking, he looked at the Ang Holy Maiden who was curled up on the stone ground.

"Friend of the Ang, this is your example, have you thought about it"?

He squinted at the faint wisp of smoke, opened his mouth and bit the base of his tongue. His cheeks tightened, and Lu Xin reached out and pinched his cheeks. "It's not time yet".

The yin wind broke through the wall, and the crystal light flashed, divided into two strands, and shot into Lu Xin's eyebrows and Danhai.

Lu Xin opened his mouth, and two arrow shadows flashed in his eyes.

"Shadow Broken Heart Arrow"? The last wisp of divine consciousness flashed in Lu Xin's consciousness domain, and it instantly became hollow.

The Mo Evil Spirit escaped from the stone wall, staring at the two crystal arrows dumbfounded. Just now, I saw Lu Xin brutally kill Du Qiong, and then capture Manran. The nameless fire ignited from within the soul orb.

Who is Anran? Mo Evil Spirit Soul no longer remembers, at least in the eyes of Mo Evil Spirit Soul, this holy woman is kind. Otherwise, he would have fled for his life a long time ago, and what would he send "blood devouring crystals".

A string sound sounded in the soul bead, and the Mo Evil Spirit was stunned. I saw the arrow flash, and two crystal arrows pierced into Lu Xin's holy body.

Angran was also frightened, lying on the ground staring at the crystal arrow. "Can a soul person easily kill the Incarnation Realm Holy Ancestor, and still use to steal essence blood?"

"It's over, it's over". The sword soul floated out of the stone crack and grabbed the Mo evil spirit. "Look, run, you're in trouble."

The Mo Evil Spirit Soul stretched out the soul silk and wanted to pull back the crystal arrow, but the soul silk passed through the arrow body. Yingran also reflected, reached out to grab the arrow, and hissed. White smoke rises from the palms of the hands.

"Leave it alone, run away". Mo Evil Spirit roared.

Looking at the corpse, he knew that it was impossible to pull out the crystal arrow. Busy untying the holy bag. "Come on in".

The Mo Evil Spirit looked at the Holy Bag, and then at the Sword Soul.

"What else to see, it's important to escape".

The spirit of Mo evil and the soul of the sword escaped into the holy bag. He put away the holy bag and fled into the dense forest under the scorching sun. There was no wind in the woods, and even though it was in the shade of the trees, it was so hot that it was breathless.

Sweat flowed to the scratches on his face, the fire burned like a fire, he didn't dare to wipe the sweat on his face at all, and accidentally wiped it, and tears flowed out of pain.

Anran ran directionlessly, and his tender white hand was cut by the blades of grass. The knees and arms exposed outside the torn robe were bloody, and there was no good skin in sight.

I don't know how many mountains I climbed and how many rivers I crossed. Ethereal mist rises from the canyon, and secluded lilac bushes, blooming with lilac flowers, are bathed in moonlight. The flowers were wet with dew and nodded heavily.

Knowing the dense forest of Hesse, his heart couldn't help but hang, looking around the four domains, the mist was covered with a thin veil, white and white, a thin hazy moisture rushed in, and the soft fluff could not bear it and blinked.

In the black pupils, the crystal light immediately flashed, and several faint bead shadows floated in the calm sea of fog, and the fog waves rolled slowly one after another, and the bead shadows flashed and disappeared into the mist.

"Soul Bearer". The heart immediately hung in the air. If Danhai is not sealed, a few soul beads that have not been transformed into souls will not be taken to heart at all, and at this time, he is full of panic.

The fog was thick, and the soul breath of a hundred and thousands of voices echoed in the ears, and the shadow of the soul bead could not be seen. Only a dense fog with a slight chill hit his face from time to time, sweeping past him.

"Touch the grass, touch it"!

He stretched out his hand and took it back. As long as there is a soul, don't grab anything, as long as you touch it, you will immediately be sucked out of the essence blood.

He tore off the corner of the robe and wrapped it on his hand and face, leaving only a pair of big black eyes. Peel open the dew-soaked artemisia grass and run into the endless darkness.

A few strands of soul beads appeared. "The Holy Maiden can hear us".

"You're stupid! she's afraid she's going to break her hand."

"Oh! I said how she covered it so tightly."

He fled in the mountains and forests for nearly a month before he came to a holy city.

The city seems to be small, but it looks phantom in the sea of morning light and fog. The extremely thick fog curtain was gently opened, and he walked out of the fog in rags, saw the outline of the city, and let out a long breath.

"Holy Friend, the city has been sealed down, and no saint is allowed to enter." The holy priest who guarded the city looked at the flowers and kept them out of the city gate.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, looking at the empty city gate, he didn't know what to do.

"Holy friend, can you help me break the seal." He begged in a low voice.

The gatekeeper's cold eyes immediately lit up. Looking up and down, how could such a sweet voice be so depressed.

A ray of warm light flowed out of his eyes, and the gatekeeper swept his eyes and grinned. Reach out and put it on the shoulder of the full and effeminate. "Will you stay with me at night"?

There was a coldness in his eyes. Guarding the door makes the eyes and face wrinkled, and the white skin grooves are hidden, like the rings of trees quietly emerging.

The goalkeeper was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his hand. Then hehehe "Holy friend, then I can't help."

The milky white mist rolled violently, and several holy shadows appeared on the stone foundation outside the city gate. The cold temperament spread, and a handsome face carved with a sharp knife exuded a cold aura.

"Oh! Tai Shengzu, you're back. Wow! what a handsome Nianyun suit". The defender immediately changed his smile, bowed his back deeply, and bowed his head.

The saint with a bamboo hairpin on his head landed in front of the city gate, and a different woody fragrance came to his face. The saint's pupils were agile and looked at the saint who was dying.

"Holy friend, can you break the seal for me?" asked timidly.

Taia washed away the coldness of his face and laughed. A flash of light hit her lower abdomen.

In an instant, a black air soared.

Tai'a's face sank, and he disappeared into the city gate.

The Guardian turned pale with fright, and hissed, "Demonic energy"?

The shadow of the city, hidden in the white fog, churned and drifted away with the fog one after another, and a few golden clouds floated in a blue sky, and the sword fell on the cliff like blue light.

Poof! The stone wall cracked into a long bottomless crack, and the entire cliff was split open by a sword. The afterimage vanished from the cracks.

Whoosh! Tai'a held the "double-line poke ruler" with a murderous look at the mountains and peaks. "The devil dares to invade my holy city".

As he spoke, the ruler poked and fell, and in the misty clouds, a cloud of red mist suddenly exploded.

The light gate in the city flashed, and several Condensation Realm Saint Ancestors escaped out of the city, looking at the purple peaks, set off with a cloud of red mist. His eyes couldn't help but jump. I saw Tai'a holding a holy weapon with a murderous look. A deep bow. "Tai Shengyou, I don't know what happened."

Tai'a's eyes sparkled fiercely, and he said viciously: "Just now, there was a demon who wanted to enter the city."

The Sages' eyes jumped. "Saucer City is in the interior of the Holy Clan, how can there be demons"?

Looking around, there was no defender of the city, and a crystal light flashed in his eyes. "Tai Shengyou is really skilled."

Taia snorted, and followed the Holy Ancestors into the city as if nothing had happened.

The boulder is reflected like ink, a glittering road with twists and turns, and sparkling waves.

He pursed his lips and squinted at his arm with a smile, his skin was as white as fresh, his bloody mouth was gone, and he was completely a jade beauty sitting on a stone.

The bag was opened, and two pearls flashed on the tips of his nails.

"Two soul friends, I'm going to the Holy Sword Mountain, I can't send you anymore."

The sword soul sniffed the scent of blood and glanced at Mo Soul Friend.

Mo Evil Spirit smiled. "I have done my best to send me so far, and there will be a period later."

He laughed heartily. "Who has a relationship with you, I don't want to go to Holy Soul City."

The Mo Evil Spirit also smiled. "Yes, what will happen then?"

"Okay, don't live and die, it's almost dawn, let's find a cave first!" The sword soul pulled the Mo Evil Spirit Soul with a lot of emotion and floated to the depths of the valley.

He waved his hand and watched the two souls disappear into the valley, and then fled to the airspace.

The spirit of Mo evil stood at the entrance of the cave, like the cool breeze of water gently cleansing the yang energy, and the air was filled with the fragrance of bitter acacia flowers. The stars reflected in the cracks of the trees were sprinkled with sparkling cold light, and the spirit of Mo Evil was like a lone star falling from the sky, shining with bursts of gloomy light.

"You're a ghost." The sword soul floated to the side of the Mo Evil Spirit, and since seeing Mo Soul kill the Incarnation Realm Holy Ancestor with one arrow, the Sword Soul and Mo Soul spoke a lot more politely.

"Nonsense, I just feel that the breath of the Ang Shengyou is weird." Mo Evil Spirit hurriedly argued.

"What! Soul people smell blood like this." Sword Soul smiled disappreciatively.

Mo Soul looked up at the dazzling Morning Star, the dark blue sky, most of the stars faded their shadows, and the sky poured out ten thousand points of silver gray, inlaid in the boundless dazzling.

The sword soul glanced at the sky that was fading white. "Don't think about it, I want to suck blood, wait for tonight! Oops! Come into the hole, the yang energy is coming."

The Mo Evil Spirit looked at the pale yellow in the distant sky, and a wonderful shadow flashed in his eyes. Silently, he turned around and entered the cave without looking back.