"Hahaha! Senior Brother Lingxiao is done." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Yumekuko came with a smile.

"Brother Mengkong is back."

"Yes! Yesterday, Yao Zu had an order, and the affairs were not completed, so he rushed back early. It's not, my feet don't stop and come to see you."

Chixiao's heart moved slightly, listening to the disciples discuss. "All the Holy Ancestors went to look for the demon soldiers, and they came back anyway."

"Looking for me on something important"?

"Yes, Bi Xinzi has already confessed, saying that the demon soldiers are in the hands of the Soul Clan's Soul Ancestor."

must be captured, and severe torture is indispensable. Chixiao didn't expect that Bi Xinzi was really a soft bone, and he would recruit so quickly.

"With this thing, do you want to attack the soul clan this time"?

"It's hard to say, Yao Zu's mind can't be guessed." Yumeko shook his head.

Mengkongzi is right, from the capture of the heart of the heart. Chixiao had already understood the benefits and disadvantages of the Medicine Ancestor, and before he moved a single soldier of the Holy Sword Mountain, he made a move, and he captured Bi Xinzi. Chixiao had no choice but to capture the incarnation of Bixinzi.

"Yaozu is belligerent". Chixiao laughed.

"Warlike"? Meng Kongzi shook his head, and he didn't dare to say anything in his heart. The conversation turned. "Let's go, Senior Brother Lingxiao will go to study art together."

The two saints disappeared into the mist in a flash. After a long time, Qin Ji walked out silently, followed by Qin Yue, who was a thief with eyebrows and rat eyes.

"Our Lady, what shall we do".

Qin Ji shook his head. Holy Soul City, saying that he will not go back. Qin Ji thought about it, and when Chixiao came back, he said goodbye to him.

At this time, the sky is bright, and Chixiao has not yet returned. Qin Ji was so anxious that she kept wandering. If they don't come back, the maids will put away the "Lingxiao Palace". Listening to the maid's meaning, after receiving the palace, no disciple can leave the city.

When he was anxious, Chixiao returned to the hall with a gloomy face.

"The Holy Brother has received my crystal letter." Qin Ji asked.

Chixiao nodded and sighed. "I asked the Holy Envoy that the Medicine Ancestor had ordered that no disciple should leave."

When Qin Ji heard this, her face changed. In this case, you have to go to the Holy Soul City.

Chi Xiao understood Qin Ji's distress in his heart, and there was no way to do it now. Yao Zu strictly forbade it, and no one dared to let Qin Ji go.

The strange peaks are silent, overlooking the bottom of the mountain, lush, layers of clouds are entangled between the peaks, the mountains pass through the clouds, the clouds set the mountains, and they are continuous.

At the top of the mountain peaks and streams, continuous clouds appeared, supporting thousands of glittering crystal rings. In front of the "Qianli Shuttle" of Chixiao Station, his head is lowered and his shoulders are lowered, and his eyes are level. It's not that Chixiao wants to do this, the Holy Ancestors who look around the four regions in front of him are like this. Chixiao secretly had a divine sense, and when he arrived here, there were already more than five hundred. These are only the inner door elders, and there are hundreds of outer door elders. In this way, there are no less than a thousand Holy Ancestors who follow the Medicine Ancestor. Such a large formation has never been seen in Holy Sea City.

A golden gong sounded, and an old saint stepped out of the airspace. The half-squinted black pupils swept gently and waved his hand gently. The two holy maidens escaped and bowed lightly. Turned to face the shuttle. "Receiving the Holy Order".

Jiaoli's squeamish voice rang out, and the Holy Ancestors took out the token and threw it into the air. A pink light screen lit up in the foggy sky, and after the Dao Token flew in, the light screen lit up with light and shadow. "Xiao Xian Palace" and "Sword Heart Palace" ....... In a flash, a thousand temples flashed into the light screen.

The old priest stared at the light screen and nodded in satisfaction. Cleared his throat. "Medicine Ancestor Order".

All the Holy Ancestors knelt down to worship the empty space, and only a hundred Holy Ancestors bowed down to make a big salute.

"Conquest of the Soul Domain".

Just four words, although less. All the Holy Ancestors were ashamed. For tens of thousands of years, I had never heard of the Holy Sword Mountain going to crusade against the Soul Clan.

The Holy Ancestors hadn't figured it out yet. The old priest shouted. "Expedition".

Thousands of holy shadows disappeared, and the "Thousand Miles Shuttle" turned into a streamer and flew into the sky.

Chixiao wandered in the shuttle domain, restless. Something so big happened, where did the soul master go? Returning to the Suo Domain, Chixiao's divine sense was several times, but he didn't see the soul master appear.

Chixiao was so anxious that his throat was about to smoke. Such a strong lineup, attacking the soul domain. If the soul clan is not prepared, it will inevitably be beaten in embarrassment. As the Holy Ancestor of the Holy Clan, from the heart, Chixiao should not help the Soul Clan, but the Soul Lord must have helped him, once the Soul Clan has a war, the Soul Lord will definitely take action, and when the swords and soldiers meet, it will be a life-and-death battle.

In the evening, the light gate of the shuttle area moved slightly. Yumeko appeared in front of the light gate.

Chi Xiao glanced at it, and the Shuttle Domain had already connected to the teleportation light gate. Thousands of "Milesot" formed a holy city in the sky.

"How is Senior Brother Lingxiao's casting technique cultivated?" Meng Kongzi was not vague and asked bluntly.

Chixiao laughed, but it was very far-fetched. These days, those who have the heart to practice what kind of casting breaking technique, if they really have such a big heart, it is not Chixiao.

After a perfunctory sentence, Chixiao closed his eyes and practiced alchemy under the supervision of Dream Kongzi.

This dream empty man really tried his best, and he even taught Chixiao all the casting techniques of the Holy Sword Mountain. The explanation is detailed, and it is almost taught by hand.

Ten years have passed. "Sensaot" stopped. Qin Ji stood in the Suo Domain, staring at the rolling stone sea. Thousands of miles of mountains solidify into whirlpools, with cliff-like stone crevices, roaring waves, and calm ripples like fish scales.

Qin Ji was stunned, he didn't expect that the army had already entered the Soul Domain. This strange whirlstone peak is the strange peak of the soul domain: "Soul Capital Peak".

Qin Ji was cold. Qin Ji has been cultivating in the Holy Soul City for thousands of years, and although he has never been to the Soul Domain, he knows a lot about the affairs of the Soul Domain.

What is the place of "Soul Capital Peak", the gateway to the enthalpy peak.

Crystal light flew into the shuttle domain. Qin Ji twisted the crystal letter and walked into another airspace.

Chixiao Buddha sat in the domain like a Buddha, and the Dao ring light surrounded the body. Qin Ji glanced at it, and Chixiao's casting technique had been refined to a certain level.

"Holy brother, there is Jingxin".

Chixiao gradually collected the spell and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After resting for a while, he took the crystal letter and pressed it on the center of his eyebrows.

In an instant, Chixiao's face was full of doubts. This crystal letter came strangely, who would send it to him.

The airspace moved slightly, and the holy messenger escaped from the light gate. "Elder, Elder Xiao Xianzi is invited."

Fairy Xiao is a veteran saint ancestor of the Holy Sword Mountain, and he rarely intersects with Chixiao. Suddenly come to invite Chixiao. Chixiao speculated in his heart, unable to think of why. Leave that alone, since the patriarch is invited. Chixiao hurriedly packed his bags.

Over the years, Chixiao had been busy cultivating casting techniques and rarely walked around there.

After freshening up, Chixiao hurriedly escaped into the light gate.

Poof! The cool breeze blew, and the light mist sprinkled on the face, cool and silky. White streams of water, pouring down one by one. The water splashes everywhere, like flying beads and broken jade, crystal and lovely.

Chixiao was stunned for a moment, only to realize that this was not a soul domain.

The strips of light yarn are like smoke and fog, confused and confused. In the huge rock crevice by the waterfall, a graceful ancient tree grows, and several saints sit under the tree. A green silk is perpendicular to the snow-white shoulders, and the beautiful figure is more than enough in the light gauze shadow, which makes people have to think about it.

Chixiao covered his face with a fan and bowed deeply to the saints. "Lingxiaozi meets Elder Xiao".

After a saint returned, the butterfly carved from the pearl on her forehead emitted a faint light. Chixiao hurriedly lowered his head.

"Come with me!" The holy woman giggled when she saw Chixiao's appearance. Turn around and walk into the waterfall.

Chixiao hesitated, collected his divine sense, and lowered his head and followed.

Inside the waterfall is a stone bridge that rises over the turquoise water that flows quietly and leads to the huge rocks between the waters.

Several Holy Ancestors surrounded a Holy Maiden. The saint's eyebrows were lightly swept, and she did not apply powder on her face, but she couldn't hide her stunning appearance without makeup.

Chixiao saw the saint and stopped. Bow deep. "I've seen Elder Xiao."

"Lingxiaozi, come here, you're welcome." Fairy Xiao smiled faintly.

Chixiao's eyes were numb, and his bones were about to be crispy. The Holy Maiden of the Holy Land is a melting pot of beautiful women, and I have seen a lot of beautiful women, but I have never seen such a rich saint. That look can make the bones numb.

The maid crossed the bridge with Chixiao and introduced several Holy Ancestors one by one.

Chi Xiao beat a small drum in his heart, what kind of formation is this, the Holy Ancestors sitting here are all veterans.

Fairy Xiao looked Chixiao up and down, and her heart was full of love. Call Chixiao to the nearest stone pier to her.

What kind of position is this, of course Chi Xiao understands, with his identity, let alone sitting, standing is redundant. After a circle of divine sense, Chixiao didn't dare to sit down, so many veteran-level Holy Ancestors, the bottom of which were all incarnated in the third order. I don't dare to sit in that position! I'm afraid that I won't have a good life after I sit down.

Fairy Xiao seemed to understand Chixiao's thoughts, and even made an excuse to say that he wanted to discuss important matters with Chixiao, and sat close to him to ask for advice.

Chi Xiao saw that the patriarchal saint ancestors in the pavilion looked at it with a smile, and their eyes were mostly expectant and encouraging, without the slightest annoyance or resentment.

Even though Fairy Xiao's reason is too far-fetched, with Chixiao's realm, even if he is sitting five hundred miles away, sneezing and sneezing, he is still afraid that he will not be able to hear it? Although there is too much reluctance in his heart. Chixiao didn't want to fight for Fairy Xiao's face, after all, Fairy Xiao was a backbone-level saint among the elders. There are those who don't want to stammer, not to mention that Chixiao has another purpose.

After saluting the elders one by one, Chixiao sat down humbly under Fairy Xiao, or because he was a little nervous, the "Ruyi Fan" was put in his hand.

Fairy Xiao's eyes were calm, and he looked at Chixiao politely. I like it very much in my heart. When the Grand Patriarch handed this matter over to her, he was more or less reluctant. After seeing Chixiao, he looked at this saint who was tired of being played by the young master Chixiao, and looked at him differently. The prejudice and narrow-mindedness that used to be have disappeared a lot.

Fairy Xiao's eyes traced over Bo Xinzi, and the Bingyan Holy Maiden, who was sitting at the bottom of Chixiao, turned around knowingly, and her gentle gaze fell on Chixiao. Chixiao sensed that the wisp of incense was gently blowing, like the warm sun in March, and his nervous heart was blown away.

Chixiao retracted his gaze and bowed to Bo Xinzi.

"How many layers has Lingxiaozi's 'Void Soldier Technique' cultivated to"?

Chixiao smiled slightly, feeling a little flustered. Forging soldiers is not Chixiao's forte, and it is no longer here. There is no way, there is a dream empty child watching, and the soul master is also watching. Chixiao was really caught up on the shelves.

"Three-layer heat".

All the elders focused their eyes on Chixiao. These three-layer and three-layer fire are two concepts, these veteran-level holy ancestors are all sword venerable level casting masters in the Holy Sword Mountain, and the four-layer fire temperature still dares to speak. Chixiao said that the three-layer fire can not shock the old clouds?