Mo Ye was relieved this time, he had already received two affairs, and this third thing couldn't fall on his head again! Looking around at the elders, his eyes glanced at an elder with a long beard and thin eyebrows. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Meng Xinzi, my mother's is the fastest you vote every time." Mo Xie gritted his teeth and wanted to take revenge.

"The third thing is that the Holy Cloud City sent a letter, and the divine light appeared again in the 'Hades God Domain', inviting the Holy Sword Mountain to go to ask for light, I don't know if the elder is willing to go."

"Okay, senior brother, don't sit down, let's vote!" Bo Yanzi snorted impatiently.

The elders also opened their eyes, and they seemed to have a special interest in the "Divine Light of the Nether God Domain".

Mo Ye looked at the dream empty beside him. "Elder Dream, what is the 'Divine Light of the Underworld'?"

Yumekuko smiled coldly. "Elder Mo, don't get involved in this matter, what you can ask for is divine light, but if you can't ask for it, it's dark light."

"Oh, so it's a strange thing." Mo Xie asked in surprise.

Yumeko pouted. "It's a strange thing"!

"Elders, please vote for ......." The voice fell, and a crystal light flew into the light screen.

Mo Ye was overjoyed in his heart, and finally cast first.

The golden light in the light screen was released, and two gilded words flew out - Mo Xie.

The corners of Mo Ye's eyes kept jumping, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at each other in unison.

A stream of warmth burned to the root of his ears, Mo Xie really wanted to find a hole to get into.

I wanted to take revenge, but when I heard that the "Divine Light of the Underworld" was a strange thing, Mo Ye immediately changed his mind and voted for himself, but he didn't expect all the elders to give up their votes.

"Hahaha! Sure enough, the hero is a young man, Elder Mo is really a genius, he takes care of three major things, this is Jingling, don't miss the opportunity." Bo Xinzi's face was full of joy.

Of the three major events, the first two are all arranged, that is, to prepare for Mo Ye to go, and the third is the most head-scratching thing.

The "Divine Light of the Underworld" is not a good kind, and it is called the "Three Great Dead Lights" in the Sanctuary along with the "Soul Realm Ghost Light" and the "Demon Domain Evil Light".

For tens of millions of years, hundreds of millions of Great Sages wanted to obtain the "Three Great Death Lights", but they all missed, and tens of thousands of Saint Ancestor-level Saints were swallowed by the Death Light. The "Divine Light of the Underworld" appears once every thousand years, and each time it flashes away like a meteor. However, at that moment, I don't know how many incarnation-level saint lives were ended.

Although the "Divine Light of the Underworld" is like a spell, fascinating the great sages of the world, it is also like a god of death, which terrifies the holy ancestors. Then there are sages who are willing to go! Bo Xinzi wants to get Mo Xie out of the Holy Sword Mountain, but he can't want to harm him because of this. Unexpectedly, Mo Ye would vote for himself.

Mo Xie took the crystal order, and he was annoyed in his heart. scolded in his heart: "You old immortals, you have become a law to play with me."

"Great Elder, Mo Xie originally likes to travel, what else is there to do?

Bo Xinzi smiled, and his stomach hurt terribly. "Elder Mo, that's all for today's deliberations, what are your requirements for handling these three things?"

Mo Xie stood up and waved his hand. "There are no requirements, I have two old people who were captured by the disciples of the mountain not long ago in the 'Dry Soul Valley', and they can be sent to my peak on the same day."

Bo Xinzi glanced at Bo Yanzi. "Okay, this matter will be handled by Senior Sister Bo Yanzi."

When the elders saw that they were done, they turned around together, and the phantom of the Dao Dao remained on the stone pier. Mo Xie also got up to say goodbye, and fled out of the pavilion with the elders.

Bo Xinzi retracted his gaze and landed on the "Concentration Pier", and his pupils couldn't help but dilate. "It turned out to be a real image".

Bodhisattva Zi and Bodhisattva Swallow also straightened their eyes, rubbed their eyes twice, and stared at Mo Ye sitting upright on the "Concentration Pier", and their hearts were sudden.

Entering the incarnation realm, the most difficult thing is to split the incarnation. Once the incarnation is separated, the condensation on the "Condensation Mound" is the real shadow. Mo Xie is only a first-order incarnation, and it is impossible to separate the incarnation. Only five of the thirty-nine elders of the Council of Elders have avatars.

"Impossible! Impossible!" Bo Xinzi shook his head again and again, and his head was about to shake into a drum.

The mist is like a veil, and the dragon yin peak is smoky in the sound of the faint waterfall. The nearby ancient trees and bamboo forests rustle with leaves.

Chengying pulled the condensed water beads and put them on the tip of his nose, inhaled deeply, an intoxicated look appeared on his face, and glanced at Mo Ye, who was ecstatic.

Mo Ye was intoxicated by the thrilling beauty, smelling the wisps of fragrance emanating from the faint incense, and lowered his head embarrassedly.

"Evil, do you really want to do business?" Chengying's soft voice came from ecstasy.

"Well, I let those dead old men trick ,......." Mo Xie told the story one by one.

Chengying said softly, "It's just right, let's go on a trip together."

"Silly girl, I have sent a crystal letter, summoning the eldest brother and the second brother to the Holy Sword Mountain, and we will go to the 'Pluto City' together, you wait for them here, I will come back immediately after finishing the affairs of the virtual army."

Chengying pursed his lips, looking unhappy. "You want to spend all day drinking again, and you won't let me look at you".

Sweat condensed on Mo Ye's face. "No, no, I'm going to get down to business, what's more, I'll let Phantom stay here with you."

"I don't want it". Chengying's mouth is pouting, and he can hang an oil bottle.

"Obedient"! Mo Xie turned over the pretty face that was twisted to the side, and gently nodded his pretty nose.

The green shadow flashed, and the phantom stood behind Mo Xie.

A light gate opened, and Mo Xie let go of Chengying, raising his feet and stepping into the light gate.

"Come back early"! Chengying's reluctant voice disappeared into the light gate.

Suddenly, the spread of ten thousand rays of light fell on the continuous mountain peaks, like dew drops, shining with the morning light. The leaves of the mountains swirled like spinning tops, flying high into the sky, and a figure stepped out of the void.

Mo Ye's ears echoed with Chengying's thin admonition, and he couldn't help but look back at the void and grinned.

Mo Xie sent out more than ten pieces, not only to the eldest brother Tai'a, the second brother Chixiao, but also Bian Le, Bai Juan, Qin Ji, and even Guan Yun, Zhu Yu, Du Glyco, Du Lei, Jin Kite, etc.

Mo Xie also had no bottom in his heart, and he really didn't know who would go to the Holy Sword Mountain. It's not necessarily a bad thing to get out early.

Quietly leaving the Holy Sword Mountain, Mo Xie still has one more important thing to do, return to the Ethereal Peak.

Mo Xie didn't expect that the virtual soldiers mentioned by Bo Xinzi would be in the Ethereal Peak, could it be that Bixinzi had returned, and only the "Earth Splitting Divine Soldiers" and "Heaven Deception Divine Soldiers" were scattered outside the Holy Sword Mountain.

Since breaking through the incarnation realm, Mo Xie found that the phantom would not explode again thousands of miles away, but he couldn't know how far it could go.

Looking back at the Holy Sword Mountain, thousands of mountains are like islands, floating among the white clouds. This place is already thousands of miles away from the "Dragon Yin Peak", and the phantom has not turned into consciousness and flew back to the domain of knowledge. Mo Ye was relieved and no longer worried about the phantom exploding.

With a flick of his fingertips, another light gate burst open, and Mo Ye looked at the Holy Sword Mountain with a smile and stepped into the light gate.

Ethereal peaks, the mountains are as black as iron, the continuous peaks are dark green, and the mist connects the green mountains, separating the peaks, leaving the black peaks, like the tip of a pen dipped in ink to dye the sky.

Outside the misty peak, Shuncheng is hidden in the green shadows of the mountains, looking from a distance, thousands of years later, the small Shunzhen has been ten times bigger. The number of saints who come and go, and the level of realm, are not the same.

A breath of freshness came to the face. On the side of the winding and deep mountain road, the green leaves of the mountains leaned against the ancient branches, shaking the strong wind, and countless sun-dripping water droplets from the treetops.

A group of sage, dressed in rags, carefully emerged from the dense forest, dew sliding down their hair, armor, and hands.

The old sage who walked ahead was hunched upward, his thin feet as thin as a hill pressing down on a pole. With snow-white hair, his black-streaked face was thin and haggard, his neck was wrinkled with deep wrinkles, and the flesh on his cheeks hung loosely. Skinny fingers can't be stretched straight, clutching a withered twig.

The old saint bent his back and coughed violently, and the whole holy body collapsed between the forks of the trees, and several saints hurriedly stepped forward and gently stroked the old saint's back.

A middle-aged saint priest hurriedly walked to the old saint priest and asked eagerly, "Elder Miao......."

The old saint took a long breath, coughed a few more times, pulled out a chorus, and raised his head weakly, his godless eyes shining with tears. "Ahh

The eyes of the middle-aged saint also moistened. Following the elders of the Miao League all the way, after many hardships and several bloody battles, he finally arrived at the Ethereal Peak Domain.

"Weng-flute-, turn-letter-......". Miao Meng's feet were weak, and he sat on the stone on the side of the road, and his whole body was bowed into shrimp.

Weng Di looked at Elder Miao with a heartache, now that Elder Miao Meng is nearing his lifespan, he has fought bloody battles all the way, and has been injured many times, it is not easy to get here.

Since leaving the wasteland, Miao Meng and tens of thousands of disciples did not dare to enter the city, did not dare to use the teleportation array, avoided the dense mountain area where the sages came and went, penetrated through the forest and swept the peaks, and returned to the Ethereal Peak after thousands of years.

The morning glow shone with dazzling golden light, and the dewdrops on the petals of flowers and plants rolled and fell, flying like stars.

Dozens of sages dodged across the tree domain and flew down in front of Miao Meng, making a deep salute. "Elder Miao".

Miao Meng didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't move with a wooden cane. There was a bit of panic in the eyes of the saints.

Xuanhe wanted to step forward, but Weng Di gently grabbed Xuanhe's hand and shook his head.

Xuanhe looked at Weng Di eagerly, and her tender white face changed color.

Miao Meng slowly raised his hand and shook it, but did not speak. I don't know how long it took, Miao Meng took a long breath. "Yanbei went to the city to investigate, Shenqiao went to Botu Mountain, and Cen Feng went to Broken Soul Cliff."

"Yes, Elder." The three saints responded with a cold face, and ordered a few disciples to flee into the distance.

Miao Meng let out a sigh of relief, and his snow-white head moved.

Weng Di and Xuan He hurriedly approached and leaned over. "Elder Miao, what else do you have to order?"

"Wait and see! if the form is good, secretly attack the Shuncheng City Lord's Mansion, capture the City Lord first, and then enter the Ethereal Peak." Miao Meng gasped and said weakly.

"Yes, Elder, I'll make arrangements." Weng Di straightened up, nodded to Xuanhe, turned around and fled into the dense forest.

Click! Four red rays of light erupted in the distance, and a bloody aura rushed into the wind. The tiny black shadow suddenly magnified, and the airspace dozens of miles away in an instant.

Poof! Yan Bei clutched his chest and spurted out a stream of blood. The blood flew several feet and stained the fog area pale red.