A row of sages armed with Yunkai's silver clothes approached the Shuncheng city, and the cold air rushed in. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A strong man with divine consciousness exclaimed, "Look, Ethereal Peak Sage."

This call was incredible, and the sage outside the city set off a wave of divine consciousness and rushed towards the sage who had escaped.

Bian Le, Gu Xin and Miao Meng laughed and talked, and suddenly their faces changed, and two blue lights flew out of their eyebrows at the same time.

Click! The blue light clung to a layer of black waves and threw it viciously towards Shuncheng. The large pieces of jade on the heavenly dome were cut into dust and mist by the light of the black waves. In the black lightning, retreat into the far realm.

The black light flashed, and the heavenly domain darkened, and in the blink of an eye, it turned blue again. Bian Le held a dragon-shaped phoenix-tailed dagger, and the black yarn flew and stood in the blue light.

The ethereal disciples who flew in front of them all turned pale in shock, the tide of divine consciousness waves was too fierce, if it weren't for the wave of consciousness that was cut by the black light, I am afraid that they would have been shocked by the flying divine sense.

Miao Meng's ears were coaxing, the pain was like a pinprick in the eyes, his whole body was a little numb, and he was so shocked that strands of cold sweat flowed down his spine.

"False soldiers! The envoy sent by the peak lord actually used virtual soldiers."

Miao Meng has seen the world, of course he knows that the virtual soldiers are the exclusive property of the Holy Ancestors, how dare the Black Armor Envoy use it?

The saints outside the city fell silent, and several figures in the holy group were piled up on the ground. The rest of the sages put away their senses with interest. I didn't expect a Sage to cause trouble at this time, and I didn't expect the Ethereal Summit to be so strong.

Miao Meng smiled and retreated in the airspace, bowing slightly to the sage outside the city. "Thank you saints for coming to the Ethereal Peak to help, ten days later, this peak began to choose the saint, and the Ethereal Peak is willing to share the glory with the saints of the holy realm."

The saints outside the city immediately boiled, and they talked about how the Ethereal Peak would recruit disciples, some said here, some said there, after all, the standards for recruiting scattered saints in the holy places of the holy region were different.

"Yanbei and Ji Bei stayed to receive the cities outside the peak, and the rest of the disciples entered the peak." After Miao Meng finished his order, he fled to Miao Peak with tens of thousands of disciples.

Half a moment later, Miao Meng led his disciples to escape close to the peak domain.

I saw the misty peaks of the misty peaks protruding, and under the deep blue sky, the mountains were as black as iron. Immersed in the milky white mist, the bare rock wall on the top of the mountain, the cliff, shining with a dazzling white light, as if a sharp sword was inserted into the rock.

Miao Meng's eyes flashed with pearlescent light, and his lips twitched. "Thousands of years have passed, and the old people have not changed."

Miao Meng really wanted to hold his head and cry, but in front of everyone, he had to suppress the grief and anger in his heart.

Suddenly, Miao Meng's wrinkled lips and cheeks were elongated miserably, and he looked at an old saint who had lost his teeth sitting in front of the mountain gate in a daze. This saint also bowed his big back, and compared to Miao Meng, the back peak seemed to be rounder and taller.

Miao Meng's pearlescent eyes were slightly raised, looking at the hunchbacked old saint who was uncomfortable. I always felt that the old saint was interested in learning from him.

The hump shook twice, and Miao Meng moved a step like a vibrating egg. There is no need to salute, this bow is big enough. "May I ask the Holy Friend, why do you guard the peak gate?"

The shadow of the peak flashed, and the hunchbacked old saint stood up like a shrimp. sneered at Miao Meng. "Get out of the way, I'll look for the one in black."

Miao Meng was a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't want to make trouble at this time. "Holy friend, this saint is the envoy of the peak master."

"What is the peak master, let the saint with black makeup come and answer."

As he spoke, the hunchbacked old saint rushed in front of Miao Meng, and his forehead almost collided.

Miao Meng's face turned pale, and he wanted to hide hundreds of miles away, where there was still a chance, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the hunchbacked old saint. His eyes froze, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Following the sparkling flowers in his eyes, his open mouth slowly closed, his face full of doubts.

The hunchbacked old saint didn't wait for Miao Meng to speak, and pulled him behind him. "Go and rest while you go".

Two dry eyes that flashed with a fierce light stared at Bian Le. "Little saintess, hand over the virtual soldiers."

When Gu Xin saw this form, he knew that it was not good. Pulling Bian Le behind him, his dimple mouth was tightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth were slanted. "Old fellow, you dare to bully Miao Peak".

The hunchbacked old priest stretched out a finger and shook it. "If you don't dare, I will dare to bully you."

Gu Xinliu's eyebrows were slightly raised, the happy look on his face gradually disappeared, his white thin teeth bit his pale thin lips, and after a while, the tense complexion eased, and his lips were printed with rows of brand-new tooth marks. scolded in his heart: "Old immortal, look at your impatience."

Although he scolded, Gu Xin didn't dare to act rashly, the realm of "old immortal" was difficult to see clearly, and if he could take action to restrain the elders of the Miao League, the realm should be more than the realm of condensation.

"Old holy friends don't know what's going on, we can discuss it privately, don't affect the opening of the Ethereal Peak." Gu Xin's tone softened. His cheeks were red, and his fingers were stirring strangely.

"Hey, that's right, it's not a big deal, it's the Elder of the Holy Sword Mountain, who is here to collect the virtual soldiers." The old sage of the hump smiled grimly, and the lines on his face were squeezed into plains.

Gu Xin's hands tightened, and he didn't feel sweating.

The virtual soldiers used by Bian Le are the talisman treasures handed over by Mo Xie. Named "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger", the combat power is very amazing, returning from the beast domain, all the way relying on this soldier to save the day. What makes Gu Xin and Bian Le even more addicted is that this soldier is not an ordinary virtual soldier, the virtual soldier is mostly controlled by the instrument spirit, but the "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" has spirituality.

Bian Le couldn't help but get nervous, after returning to the Holy Realm, he had only used the "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" twice, and sure enough, as Mo Ye expected, the Holy Sword Mountain really tracked down.

What should I do? Gu Xin and Bian Le were both panicked. If the "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" is taken away, how can it be explained to Mo Ye. But the realm of "old immortality" in front of him is unfathomable, and if you resist, you will definitely lose.

Gu Xin's consciousness was flat.

Bian Le understands it, and it depends on this move if it doesn't work.

Gu Xin smiled. "Old friend, you are not talking about him".

The black light flashed, and Gu Xin's fingertips had an inch-long spike. In the sunlight, the spikes shone streamlined waves of light, turning golden again.

The four rays of thorns pierced into the eyes of the saints like thin needles.

"Ahh The rest of the Sage Consciousness felt a tingling pain, and hurriedly closed their eyes, not daring to sting their Divine Sense.

The hunchbacked old saint gritted his white teeth and squinted at the glittering black light. "Bring it".

Gu Xin hesitated, the old immortal was so strong in his divine sense, and the "Thunder Swallowing God Thorn" didn't even hurt his divine sense.

The "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" is made from the gathering of ten "Thunder Swallowing God Thorns", and slashing the divine sense is a unique secret technique of "Thunder Swallowing God Thorn".

In the distraction, the "Thunder God Thorn" between the fingertips divided into two slender black silk threads, and the line shadow made two black flowers. Gu Xin's fingertips were numb, and the "Thunder God Thorn" turned into black lightning and stabbed at the hunchbacked old saint.

Gu Xin exclaimed in surprise before he could shout, and the hunchbacked old saint had already pinched the thorn.

"Gather!" the hunchbacked old saint squeezed out the sound of incantation between his teeth. Nine black shadows flew out of the holy bag around Bian Le's waist, and golden light flashed. A short dagger glowing with black gold was held in the withered palm of his hand.

Gu Xin and Bian Leqiao's faces flashed white in the black light, their breathing stopped instantly, their blood vessels seemed to burst open, their bodies kept trembling, and their hands and feet became cold.

Before the two saints could find their souls, the heavens and the earth flipped and dimmed, and the sound of screams and ghostly screams sounded in their ears, and the hunchbacked old saint in front of them turned into a knee-jerked ghost like dust and smoke, and disappeared into the airspace in a few flashes.

Gu Xin and Bian Le sighed at the same time, and the black shadow flashed, chasing in the direction where the ghost disappeared.

Miao Meng's divine sense was far away for a while, shook his head, withdrew his divine sense, and said slowly: "Enter the peak."

Weng Di looked at Elder Miao, although he had some resentment in his heart, it was more important to rebuild the Ethereal Peak than to help the envoy.

Tens of thousands of saints happily poured into the peak gate, and they still remembered what had just happened.

In the evening, the peaks of Daise Mountain stretch into the distance, the shadow of the mountain is a calm lake, reflecting the pale sunset, the lead-colored clouds reflect the lake surface gray, the lake is still without a trace of ripples, like a mirror in the sky.

The golden waves are rolling, and thousands of silver snakes swim on the surface of the lake. On the sparkling light, Gu Xin and Bian Lexiang stood sweating in the remnant sun.

Chasing a million miles in one go, the ghost-like afterimage shook in the distance and disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun. Bian Le used several secret techniques, but he could not find out where the hunchbacked old saint had fled.

Gu Xin was so anxious that Xiaoyuan's face turned crimson, and he kept sweating. "The evil child will come to Ethereal Peak soon, and the 'Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger' has been snatched away, what should I do?"

Bian Le's black veil was wet and sticky to her face, she was more anxious than Gu Xin, there was a "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger", as if she was an evil child by her side, she hadn't seen her for hundreds of years, and she really didn't feel lonely. Now......!

Bian Le was so anxious, she never cried, and her eyes were red.

The water surface of the lake is slightly black, but it is crystal clear. The underwater stones radiated a jewel-like dazzling light in the afterglow of the setting sun, refracting on the surface of the water, reflecting a bright golden yellow, sparkling, dotted with stars, and the lake water broke with golden waves.

Among the colored stones, a stone with black light shining kept spitting bubbles, making the stone light in the lake more colorful.

In the stone area, the old saint with a big back has been on his back, and his hunched waist is gone. He stretched out his big hand and wiped it on his face, revealing a handsome face, and glanced at Shi Yu. Open your white palms.

Ten black light thorns jumped, and the "Thunder God Thorn" jumped like a dance. Two black silk threads snapped to the rhythm.

Mo Ye pursed his lips and stared at the "Swallowing Thunder God Thorn" in his palm.

"'Swallowing thunder' This is a scene, you can't show the stuffing, hide in the holy bag and don't come out, wait for me to refine you into a holy soldier."

The tip of the "Swallowing Thunder" thorn bent into a hook, and he kept nodding his head, the black silk thread trembled with thin sounds, and countless pleasant sounds came out.

When Mo Xie received the crystal order from Bo Xinzi's hand, he was shocked, he never expected that the crystal order was a short dagger shining with black rune light.

"Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger"?

Mo Xie returned to the "Dragon Yin Peak" and thought about it all night, came to a Ming Xiu Battle Dao, and secretly crossed Chen Cang. used the phantom to participate in the "Trial Ceremony", the Holy Body galloped to the Ethereal Peak in disguise, and directed the big scene of grabbing the troops in front of the peak, I am afraid that at this time, the Holy Sword Mountain has already known that the virtual soldiers were taken away by the messenger of the fake Holy Sword Mountain, and the phantom will kill the Ethereal Peak non-stop at this moment.