Xiongling and Xionghua walked in horror towards the misty and rolling Xinghu, two long crystal chains swaying in the gusts of cold wind, gradually increasing the amplitude, swinging around. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Six-colored clouds swept underneath their feet, whistling with the wind. The skin on Xionghua's face shrank, and her lips closed tightly, suppressing the screams that were about to come out.

Xiongling was stunned for a moment, exhaled shortly, spasmodically, and stood in the airspace above the lake.

Thousands of feet away, a faint shadow swayed away with the wind, and whirred back.

Xiongling and Xionghua's eyes froze, and the two imaginary holy shadows condensed from the center of the eyebrows, gradually solidifying, the holy shadows are almost the same as Xiongling and Xionghua, and they seem to be more beautiful than the two saints when they look closely, and the eyes are very bright in the middle of the two eyebrows and slightly high noses, shooting out a warm light, adding a charming brilliance to the original innocent and lively faces of the two saints.

A pair of eyes in those big eyes, like swan-like eyes, occasionally longing, seductive and sweet make people tremble, and the silky shade hides a little indescribable hotness.

The green yarn lined outside the holy body was blown up by a gust of wind, and the white eyes with a light of light were a little dazzling, and the jade peak blocked by the gauze shadow was even faintly flashing a little pink.

The net was a little dazzling, and a hint of blush appeared on the expressionless faces of the two saints outside the Zhang Xu Hao. There is no way, the "Soul Charm" is like this, the condensed holy shadow is cold and heartbeating.

Xiongling didn't dare to look at Xionghua, let alone look at the ghostly gaze of the senior brother behind her, and now, all her divine consciousness was concentrated on the shadow swinging in the middle of the lake.

Xionghua's flawless eyes deliberately narrowed into a slit, and his eyes clearly revealed a cold murderous aura. This murderous aura made the fine sweat between her eyebrows and the thick black hair stick together, sticking to the slightly white cheeks to show the delicate beauty.

The two holy shadows swirled in the air and flew towards the center of the lake.

In the center of the lake, the Mo Ye exuded from the cloak did not seem to be angry at all, his limbs were tightly locked by the crystal chain, his wrists and ankles had already been worn out, and the red blood soaked the crystal chain several zhang long.

Two wisps of half-concealed holy shadow slowly escaped, and long beautiful legs loomed in the wind.

The mist moved slightly, and in the flowing mist, the saints with faces like frost and green silk like waterfalls were scattered in front of them. The extremely good-looking sword eyebrows, the corners of the eyebrows were slightly raised, and the seductive phoenix eyes stared at the two gradually approaching holy shadows.

The coquettish shadow stopped more than ten zhang away, coquettish and soft, inadvertently picking up the green yarn, the peak shadow swayed, and the eyes were straight with almost spurting blood.

The phantom walked a few feet, staring expressionlessly at the plump in the mist, the dark black pupils under the thick eyelashes shining with a little white light.

Mei Ying paused for a while, twisted her thin waist and gradually approached, the phantom's eyes were confused, and she involuntarily pasted it.

In the blink of an eye, three shadows lingered together, and the fog of the four domains gradually thickened, rolling up like a disturbance.

Xiongling and Xionghua's faces turned pale and gradually turned flushed, and there was a suspicious light in the child-like panicked eyes, and the sight of avoidance was a little dodgy. The flush on his face spread to his neck, and the gentle and luscious flesh evaporated.

"Ahh Xionghua's face rose with a layer of redness, a pair of beautiful eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes kept trembling, she took a deep breath, and swallowed back the unspeakable voice.

"Do it"! The "soul refining beast" by the lake moved its mouth.

Twelve Hokages swayed silently along the crystal chain towards Mo Ye in the air, and with a single breath, the Hokage burned close to the edge of the blood chain, turned into twelve monsters, and opened the fire mouth to pounce.

Mo Ye lowered his head and swayed with the wind, as if he didn't notice the danger approaching. Suddenly, four phantoms condensed on the edge of Zhang Xu's crystal chain, and as soon as his hand was raised, the dragon head and phoenix tail crystal bow were held in his hand.

Smack, smack, smack! Each crystal bow shoots three crystal arrows.

Poof!poof!poof!The monster that approached the blood chain was nailed to the crystal arrow by twelve crystal arrows before it could pounce.

In the airspace by the lake, in the two huge crystal tripods, the six-colored flames and ice froze in the air, and the shaking flames were frozen.

Ah......h

The other six saints were all frightened, obviously seeing that the junior sister had trapped Mo Ye's divine sense, how could there still be a divine sense phantom condensed?

In the middle of the lake in the distance, in the twisted mist, the phantom's black eyes condensed with a sparkling cold light, embracing a white and boneless jade body. Suddenly, a chilling murderous aura condensed, and two short black daggers pierced into the center of the holy woman's eyebrows.

The two plump shadows, without a trace of struggle, lowered their heads, turned into wisps of light smoke, and disappeared into the mist.

Standing hundreds of feet away, Xiongling and Xionghua, their flushed faces had not yet receded, and their beautiful eyes that were so frightened that they were so frightened that they became extremely terrifying, and a slender slit cracked between their eyebrows, and they were stunned for a long time, shedding a drop of fresh essence blood. An unwilling exclamation blurted out, and two graceful holy shadows fell into the middle of the lake.

The big waves rolled up, snapping out two long waves, bursting a blood mist over the lake, two white skeletons fell into the lake, bursts of white smoke rose, the skeleton floated in the waves, and slowly disappeared under the waves.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the evening breeze blows slowly. The phantom's eyes were cold, and he disappeared into the fog without looking back.

Twelve saints flew out from both sides of the torture lake, staring at the "Soul Refining Beast" with shocked eyes. After some time, the sage shouted, "Hurry up and ask the old man."

Several streams of crystal light flew out of the Torture Lake, and more than a dozen saints were guarding the lake, not even daring to approach the edge of the "Soul Refining Beast".

On the day of the rest of the month, several Holy Ancestors escaped outside the peak and escaped to the hill outside the peak. Several incarnate realm saints escaped from the peak, and bowed deeply to the holy ancestors who stopped in the air.

"Greetings to the Great Elder".

Wang He looked at several saluting Holy Ancestors affectionately. "Why haven't you been able to break the Mo Evil Divine Consciousness so far?"

The faces of several Holy Ancestors were a little ugly. "Great Elder, not only did it not break through, but it also lost fourteen disciples with outstanding divine sense."

Wang He's brows moved. "I know, let's go to the Punishment Peak"!

The Holy Ancestors dodged a path and followed the Great Elder into the peak mist.

The lake is separated by a layer of vague water vapor, the golden light on the lake is shining, the round water lines are extended, "Ding Dong", the water droplets fall from the crystal chain, jumping up on the surface of the lake, the unique crisp sound of the water droplets, obsessed with the pinna for a long time and refusing to disperse.

Wang He took more than a dozen Holy Ancestors, standing on the misty shore, staring at the water like a pool of tempting Chenjiu Lake, swaying quietly and clearly.

"Buckwheat envoy ......".

Buckwheat Wan'er saluted without petitioning. Look at the flawless jade, turquoise and turquoise lake. Walk slowly up to the lake.

The lake with a hazy echo sounds, "Ding Dong", "Ding Dong", "Ding Dong", "Ding Dong...... The thunderous roar beats briskly.

A little shadow swirled, then disappeared into the mist.

Buck Wan'er looked at the figure in the distance, and her heart was indescribably entangled. "Mo Shengyou, it's better to admit it now!"

The holy shadow swung in, the black hair hung down heavily, and the gusts of lake wind blew the holy body and crystal chains, but it could not blow away the black hair that was draped in front of the face. In the blink of an eye, the Eucharist disappeared into the fog again.

"Holy Friend Mo, I know you can hear it, admit your mistake to the sage of the world, just with the incarnation realm, the Holy Cloud City will not embarrass you."

Embedded in the eye sockets, the sharp eyes as sharp as a sword shine through the heavy black hair. "Buckwheat Shengyou, do you want to frame Mo"?

"This is not, it's just that there are some things, there must be someone who carries the black cauldron, and other saints carry it, and no saint in the holy area will believe it, and Mo Shengyou will carry it, and there is no one who doesn't believe it." Buck Wan'er persuaded softly.

"Hahaha! According to the holy friend, this matter, Mo Xie has to carry it if he doesn't carry it."

"That being said, who let the 'dark cloud suit' be on you, so to speak."

There was silence in the mist in the middle of the lake for a while. "Is it really a 'dark cloud suit'"?

"Yes, otherwise would the Holy Friend have survived to this day?" said Buck Wan'er with a coquettish smile.

Mo Xie stopped the flying of the crystal chain and froze in the air, his loose hair slowly lifted, and the black hair that blocked his face parted, revealing a slightly white handsome face.

Speaking of black armor, it's really very weird, for thousands of years, hundreds of battles, no holy weapon or virtual soldier can cut through the armor, even the "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" and "Phantom Heartbreaker Arrow" can't help it. When the "Valley of Dry Souls" was opened, a sword cut open the "Gate of Dry Souls", is it really the power of the Holy Soldier?

Mo Ye was a little puzzled, if it was a holy soldier, why did it fall into the reckless hands of the master, and the master was just a small envoy of the "Ethereal Peak", and the realm was only in the cultivation realm, how could he steal the holy soldier?

The more I thought about it, the more my head hurt, and my brain almost exploded. Mo Xie couldn't figure out what happened, and pondered for a while. "If the Holy Sword Mountain signs out that it is really the 'Dark Cloud Suit', Mo Xie is willing to bear the responsibility for the master."

"Okay! Mo Shengyou really said 'righteousness' to the sky." Buckwheat Wan'er saluted and withdrew from the airspace.

Wang He nodded with satisfaction. "When will the Patriarch of the Holy Sword Mountain arrive"?

The Holy Ancestor beside him replied, "Great Elder, there is still a year."

Wang He's face was a little unhappy, and he glared at the Holy Ancestor. "Tang Lang is ready to welcome the patriarch of the Holy Sword Mountain."

Mo Ye watched the elders leave and sighed. He said to himself, "Master, you have harmed your disciples!"

The sunset has fallen to the afterglow, the quiet night is gradually thickening, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, Mo Ye's mood sinks like a pool of stagnant water, the lake wind has stopped, the fog seems to have slept, everything seems so peaceful and .......

Outside the Xing Peak, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the wind gently blew the bright faces of the stars. Under a tall old tree, there is an old shadow.

Even the sound of a needle falling could be heard in the tree, and there were a few crisp sounds, and two gourds of different sizes collided together.

"It's over, it's over. How can you agree? How can you say yes".

The sound of the gourd sounded alone, and the medicine magpie scolded. raised his eyes to look at Xing Feng from time to time, and shook his head helplessly.

Saint Cloud City is full of large arrays, and without tokens, even medicine magpies cannot enter the Punishment Peak.