A fierce light fell on Mo Ye. "Master is injured like this because of you, you still dare to come to see the joke."

The invisible palm shadow came, Mo Xie didn't expect that this seemingly weak spirit girl would have such a big anger, it was too late to dodge, the palm shadow came closer, only to feel the burning pain in his cheeks, and the whole person flew up dizzily and hit the stone pillar heavily.

Mo Xie covered his face, protected his waist, his forehead was soaked in sweat, and his face twitched in pain.

"The junior sister is not like that". The masked spirit man stopped his sister and grabbed the impulsive figure.

"The master is injured like this, he must be cleaned up." The masked spirit girl struggled, and the other two spirit girls hurriedly stepped forward to persuade her. "Senior sister, don't be like him."

"You guys, how do you turn your arms out." The masked spirit woman trembled with anger.

"Okay, it's important to save the master first." The masked spirit scolded, impatiently.

The masked spirit girl gritted her thin teeth, gurgled a few times, and squinted at Mo Ye, "You wait."

Mo Ye leaned against the stone pillar and didn't move, and he couldn't move, and the bones in his body were about to be broken, but he was not convinced in his heart. "Your master is injured, it's my business. Lao Tzu had the heart to come and see, and he was angry with me."

After resting for a while, the pain in his body slowly lightened, Mo Xie stood up with his support on the pillar, fortunately, the stinky woman was not ruthless, otherwise, she would be abandoned here today.

At this time, Ling Zhenzi entered the hall in a hurry. "How is the deputy city lord's injury?"

"Doctor, the injury is very serious, I can't find out the injury." When the masked spirit saw Ling Zhenzi, it was like seeing a life-saving straw, brushing the sweat on his face and hurriedly stepping aside.

Ling Zhenzi turned his head sideways and saw Mo Ye standing by the stone pillar, his eyes moved slightly. Walking quickly to the stone bed, a red aura landed on Bixinzi. He took a long deep breath and looked solemn.

"How is the master's injury?" Seeing Ling Zhenzi's expression, the four disciples panicked and scrambled to ask.

Ling Zhenzi sighed and pondered. "This injury can't be healed by manpower, and I can't help it, so please ask the Great Pharaoh of Yaoque."

The masked spirit man was stunned, he didn't expect the master's injury to be so serious, Ling Zhenzi was a protégé of Yao Quezi, and she couldn't heal it.

"The Great Pharaoh is defending in Xincheng far away, how can he get out"?

Ling Zhenzi rubbed her hands. "There is only one way, let the deputy palace master return to blood."

The four disciples jumped up at the same time. "No, once the master's realm turns into blood and returns to the soul, there will be no 100,000 years of difficult results."

"It's just the way it doesn't work." Ling Zhenzi sighed.

"No, the battle of Yincheng has not started yet, how can you block the attack of the alien race without a master."

"It can only be like this, who let this palace not turn into a god and spirit ancestor." Ling Zhenzi looked up to the sky and sighed, shaking his head weakly.

"You're a dead star". The masked spirit girl condensed her claw shadow and grabbed at the stunned Mo Ye.

Mo Ye never imagined that his heart would be hurt so badly, and he felt guilty in his heart. Yes, Bi Xinzi was injured like this in order to protect him. Reaching out and touching the spirit bag, the "Ninety-Nine Returning Pill" exuded a rolling true qi.

Suddenly, the shadow of the claw appeared in front of him, and his train of thought was interrupted. Mo Xie wanted to escape and had no chance, he was about to hit his body in front of him, another claw shadow blocked in front of him, and the ten bone fingers grazed the phosphorus-white sparks, intertwined.

Mo Ye took a few steps back, and dripping ice sweat fell to the ground. Frightened, his eyes straightened, what's the matter, there is a special ability in the hall, and he can't dodge. Seeing the claw shadow flying, as soon as his mental power moved, his entire body was immediately locked, and he could only be beaten passively.

"Green thunder must not be reckless". Ling Zhenzi scolded, and the two bone claws exploded with sparks in the air.

"No, I can't swallow that." Qinglei Zifeng's eyes were upside down, and the murderous aura condensed all over his body, making people feel cold.

"Live...... Hand ......". A faint voice rang out. The four disciples were stunned for a moment, and knelt on the ground in unison. "Master ......".

"Yin...... City...... No...... No...... Paul, Sack". Bi Xinzi gasped for a long breath before he finished speaking.

"Master, this is your hundreds of thousands of years of hard work, you can't go." The crowd cried.

"Guaranteed...... Protect...... True...... force, east ......". Bi Xinzi really couldn't go on, his whole face was bruised and swollen, and his eyes were about to burst.

"Deputy City Lord, I'll wait until I understand what you mean, don't say anything more, don't be angry, suppress the source of injury." Ling Zhenzi hurriedly persuaded.

Bi Xinzi turned his head sideways, and his eyes focused on Mo Ye blankly. "Send ...... He...... Law...... Old ......". The raised finger fell weakly.

The four disciples wept bitterly and kept nodding their heads. "Master, don't worry, we can do it."

He sat up violently, and his true breath rose to his throat. "He is the future of the Sword Spirit Palace, bombing the city."

"Master". Ling Zhenzi and the four disciples pounced on it and hurriedly supported Bi Xinzi's body.

After Bi Xinzi finished speaking, he took a long breath, opened his mouth wide, and straightened up. Poof! The blood light burst open, and five shadows flew out of the main hall.

Mo Ye leaned against the stone pillar, and there was a click behind him. The whole person was stiffened in front of the pillar, and the blood and qi in front of him were surging, rushing to his face.

A Gathering Spirit True Yuan fell in his hand, trembling slightly with blood. Mo Xie trembled, he never thought that this would happen, and his heart would "turn blood and return soul" like this.

The illusory shadow floated on the "true element", and the curling voice echoed in the ears. "Mo Xie, the fate of tens of millions of living beings in the Sword Spirit Palace is in your hands, and the hope of the Spirit Clan is in your hands."

The voice gradually disappeared, and the blood and qi fell towards the "Gathering Spirit True Yuan", and it was instantly absorbed.

Two lines of tears flowed down his cold cheeks, Mo Ye twitched, and choked up: "Bi Spiritual Ancestor, why are you so anxious, the 'Ninety-Nine Returning Pill is in ......." Mo Xie cried bitterly and couldn't say any more.

It was the first time for Mo Xie to feel so helpless, he could have prevented Bi Xinzi from turning into blood and returning to his soul, but for his own selfish interests, he never made up his mind.

Five figures appeared in the hall.

"Master, ......!" The four knelt in the air and wept bitterly.

With tears in her eyes, Ling Zhenzi walked to Mo Ye's side. "Bring it".

Mo Ye held the "True Yuan" in both hands and placed it in Ling Zhenzi's hands. Biting his lip, he held back the tears in his eyes.

"Don't cry, now the alien race doesn't know that the deputy palace master died in battle, and immediately organize the disciples to withdraw from Yincheng." Ling Zhenzi approached the masked spirit priest and handed Zhen Yuan into his hands.

The masked priest wiped away the tears that had welled up and stood up tremblingly. "Qing Yunzi informs the inner disciples to withdraw from Yincheng tonight, Qingleizi informs the outer disciples to withdraw from Yincheng at Chenshi, and Qingyuzi informs the disciples who defend the city to withdraw from Yincheng at noon tomorrow."

The three masked spirit girls stood up with tears in their eyes, glanced at the true yuan in the senior brother's hand, and hid their faces.

Ling Zhenzi looked at Mo Ye, pulled Qing Fengzi to the side, and released the soundproof cover.

Mo Ye endured his grief, watched the two of them enter the transparent light mask, and muttered quietly. This kind of soundproof cover is condensed with mental power, and it is simply useless to stop Mo Ye's six-in-one mental power.

"Qingfengzi, can you hear the word 'explosion' said by the deputy palace master."

Qing Fengzi nodded, the master had already explained this matter, and when it was a last resort, this was the last resort. "Don't worry, it's ready, everything will be handled by me, you leave quickly with Mo Xie."

"Okay, then I'll rest assured, take care!" Ling Zhenzi put away the soundproof cover, and her eyes were slightly condensed. "Mo Ye"?

Qing Fengzi was also taken aback. "Ling Zhenzi, the matter of Mo Ye has been handed over to you, be sure to take him back to the Sword Spirit Palace."

Ling Zhenzi saw that Mo Xie was gone, and this fire came up. "Don't worry, I'll go find him".

Ling Zhenzi quickly walked out of the main hall, looking around, the more he searched, the more he was cold, the more anxious he became, and he asked hundreds of people but didn't see where Mo Xie went. I have been finding Tianming, but all the disciples in the City Lord's Mansion have gone, and the entire hall is empty, and Mo Ye has still not been found.

After a while, the disciples of the black pressure poured into the mansion, and Ling Zhenzi condensed dozens of portraits and placed them outside the teleportation array, and by noon, no one had provided clues.

Qing Leizi walked closer and looked at Ling Zhenzi with a sad face. "Don't look for it, this kid must have escaped."

"No, the deputy palace master has an order, and Mo Ye must be taken away." Ling Zhenzi shook her head.

Of course Qing Leizi knew, but it was not pleasing to the eye, thinking about the past, the fire burned his cheeks. Grit your teeth!"It's better to be dead."

Having said that, she didn't dare to disobey the master's order, so she had to accompany Ling Zhenzi and send her disciples around to look for it.

At noon, disciples from all over the sect rushed over. Qing Yuzi saw the two of them and hurriedly walked over. "Third Senior Sister, why hasn't Ling Zhenzi left yet."

Qing Leizi winked. whispered: "Mo Xie is missing."

Qing Yuzi was stunned. "How can this be, look for it"!

"The disciples are all released, how can you find such a big spiritual city." Qing Leizi said angrily. She knew that she couldn't let Qingyunzi and Qingyuzi know about this, and if she knew, it wouldn't be easy to do.

Sure enough, when Qing Yuzi heard this, he immediately called his disciples and walked towards the outside of the city lord's mansion in a hurry.

Ling Zhenzi looked at Qing Yuzi's back, with a woman's intuition, Qing Yuzi cared about Mo Ye very much.

"Don't wait, with Qingyuzi here, we can leave with peace of mind." Qing Leizi said with a smile. Ling Zhenzi was confused, although he heard the sound of the strings, he still couldn't figure it out.

"No, wait".

"What are you waiting for, I said rest assured, you can rest assured, she won't lose her old lover." Qing Leizi muttered angrily, and he could hear that the words were sour.

Ling Zhenzi was even more confused, what was going on? Qing Leizi didn't explain much, and pulled her towards the teleportation array. "Let's go, don't ruin Big Brother's plan."

Ling Zhenzi struggled twice, but couldn't break free of Qing Leizi's hand, and said urgently: "No, you must bring Mo Ye."

"You can rest assured, the fourth senior sister will find him."

"Really"?

"Really, I'll tell you the truth, it's likely that there's a kick between them." Qing Leizi smiled mysteriously.

Ling Zhenzi was stunned, these four disciples of Bixinzi were mysterious, no one knew their true identities and saw their real faces. Even if Qing Leizi can say this, there should be no problem.

"Wait a little longer and go with Qingfengzi". Ling Zhenzi still found an excuse to postpone.