The dark valley shimmered with faint starlight, and the silver moonlight silently sprinkled down, painting the shadow of the moon. The misty valley www.biquge.info is illuminated by fairyland-like light, and the stone walls are shrouded in a mysterious and silent aura.

The Mo evil spirit was overjoyed in his heart, and he was just about to escape to the valley. But I saw that the breeze was gently blowing in the sky above the dense leaves, and there were four-toed demonic beasts on a light mist like clouds.

I saw the witch sitting on the moonlight and trembling mist, and the crystal necklace around her neck was shining with a clear light.

The witch saw the spirit of Mo evil coming out of the valley. First stunned, the white jade bracelet raised his arm to comb the mist on his hair. Mei's eyes wandered, trying her best to hide the panic on her face.

"I've found the 'Blood Flower Soul'." The corners of the witch's mouth hooked up a smile, like fireworks, ethereal, ethereal, and gorgeous.

"Oh, Demon Friend, there are many white flowers in the valley, and I only found one kind of flower soul, I don't know if it's not." The Mo Evil Spirit took out a huge flower soul and sent it into the air.

The witch's eyes flashed like a pale butterfly in the darkness, and her little mouth opened in shock. Hurriedly took out the crystal bead from the magic bag and sucked the flower soul into the bead. "That's right, it's him."

The Mo Evil Spirit was overjoyed, and finally did not waste a day and a night in vain.

"Soul friend, please go back to the cave and wait for me first, it's almost dawn, and the ancestor will go back when he does something." The witch looked at the void with a smile.

With a flash of soullight, Mo Xie escaped into the stone crack on the cliff.

The monster let out a long roar, turned into black smoke and disappeared into the sky.

The sun set and the moon moved, and Mo Xie waited for ten days in a blink of an eye. Mo Ye, who was floating on the edge of the cave, had red eyes, and if he waited like this, the essence and blood in his soul body would be consumed.

The moonlight is like water, quietly sprinkled on the cave wall, the stars are dotted, the Tongshan is wet, and the distant mountains and near shadows are covered with a layer of scale light.

Mo Evil Spirit looked at Half Moon and sighed deeply. A little reluctant to float out of the stone cave.

The soul path condensed by the fragrance of bitter locust flowers is like a zigzag mist flowing into the distance. The Mo Evil Spirit had no choice but to float along the soul path.

All the way to the stars, the spirit of Mo Evil disappeared into the night sky.

A light gate tore open the void, and several Qi Condensing Sixth-Order Sages escaped out of the void. Gaze at the dark mountains. At the same time, his gaze fell on the crystal bead in the hand of a saint.

The crystal ball shimmered with pink light, and a ray of light pointed into the distance.

"There's a soul here?" the Grey-Faced Saint pointed in the direction of the glittering light.

"Hehehe! The envoy of Heqi is also interested in this." The old saint smiled and looked at Qi Zhuo with an excited face, and the crystal flowers in his eyes were even more embarrassing.

Qi Zhuo laughed. "Elder Wen, I have that thought, I am here to take the young master back to the Holy Land."

"Hey, Young Master Bai can be regarded as a blessing in disguise this time, if the city lord is not looking at the face of the old cave master, he will definitely end up with Mo Ye." Wen Yu looked at the long black sky, twisted his beard and sighed, looking at his face, there was a little melancholy, but he looked bright.

"Mo Xieqisheng, I have heard of it, but I didn't expect to be twisted together with the young master"?

"It's good that Mo Xie is dead, but he has fulfilled the young master." The glamorous middle-aged saintess standing next to her scolded fiercely.

"Okay, don't talk about it, let's hurry up and take the young master back to the holy cave! Before the ceremony, the young master must go back to preside over the celebration." Qi Zhuo saw that several people were excited, and hurriedly stopped.

"Yes, let's go." Wen Yu saw the dark sky and fled to another realm with all the Holy Ancestors.

The four Holy Ancestors had just disappeared into the sky. A black shadow appeared in the clear light of the cold moon, and with a snort, the scaly demonic beast appeared in the night, shaking its scales and spewing out hot water vapor.

The witch sat on the back of the beast, looking at the lonely stars in the sky, and the cold wind blew the flowing black hair, and the tips of the hair rattled.

The witch looked in the direction where the sage had disappeared and gently pulled down the beast's mane. Smoke rose and scales flew into the sky.

A waterfall rushes straight down, the sound is like thunder, the white clouds around the body, roaring down the hill, the surging water waves and snow roll up, the water vapor is cloudy, and the pearls are splashing in all directions. The waterfall hit the stones at the base of the mountain, and it shattered into thousands of beads.

A few slender shadows stopped in front of the waterfall, and dozens of afterimages overlapped back into a slender posture. The three saints looked at the turquoise pool and blinked their eyelashes in surprise.

"Senior Sister Yang, rest here for a while, it's going to be scorched this day." The holy woman with a pouting mouth said coquettishly while selling cuteness.

"You girl, you died when you saw the water, we still have something to do." Yang Qing glanced at Senior Sister Xu Jia, although there was too much resentment in her mouth, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Just for a moment". Xu Jia escaped to the edge of the pool, gently shook off the pink satin holy armor, and glanced at the light veil on his body with bright black eyes.

Under the slender jade neck, a piece of **** looks congealed white jade in the moisture, half-covered and half-hidden, the moist and well-proportioned legs are exposed outside the light veil, and the toes are on the water. "Wow!

Yang Qing glanced at the childish little junior sister, and there was really nothing she could do about this junior sister who was spoiled by the master.

"Senior sister, I'm going too." Lian Yi asked timidly.

"Go, go, go, I can't help you, I've washed it a few times a day." Yang Qing had no choice but to let go, but she didn't move, standing in the airspace and knowing the hundred miles of mountains.

"Senior Sister Yang, you come down! You're going to dry your tofu." Xu Jia lay down under the waterfall, letting thousands of waves pour down and hit his body, and half of the snow-white jade peaks were exposed.

Yang Qing stared at the sparkling waves, and the water was misty. I couldn't help but frown.

The valley beads are scattered, and in a misty waterfall, the Mo evil spirit stares at the holy woman swimming in the water, and the aroma of grease is diffused in the water vapor, impacting the Mo evil spirit.

What Mo Evil Soul Bead smelled was not body fragrance, but the smell of essence and blood in the snow-white jade body.

A wisp of flower soul floated in the air, and the soul silk flicked gently. The flower soul rushed down with the waterfall, and disappeared into the white splash in a blink of an eye.

Yang Qing's thin eyebrows were raised violently, and a small transparent sword was condensed in his hand, and the tip of the sword was raised into the void. The half-arc sword light slashed towards the falling water. The smoke rose, and the waterfall instantly cut off the water flow, like an arc of light cutting off the waterfall, and the water stopped in mid-air.

Xu Jia was so frightened that she grabbed the light veil in the water and held it to her chest, staring at the broken waterfall.

"What's wrong, senior sister". Lian Yi brushed his wet hair and looked at Yang Qing.

A flower shadow rose from the pool water, and a huge column of water shot straight into the sky.

Yang Qing looked at his masterpiece, where he thought that a foreign object would rise from the water, his eyes changed, and it was too late to condense the battle shield.

Flower Shadow flew close and bit Yang Qing's wrist. The white jade-like slender hand instantly turned black.

Yang Qing's eyes were about to explode, and he pointed at his forearm, and the black mark had spread to his big arm. The fingertips snapped into the armpits, and the black mark stopped at the end of the upper arm.

Yangqing's face was flushed, the fingers in her armpits kept trembling, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat in the blink of an eye, and her teeth were clucking.

Lian Yi didn't care about covering her shame, and flew to Yang Qing's side, holding the joints of her big arms with both hands. "Little junior sister, come and help".

Xu Jia stood in the water and hugged his chest, stunned. I couldn't understand what was going on, and I didn't see who attacked the senior sister at all, and when I heard the shouts of the sixth senior sister, I came back to my senses. Escaped to the side of the fifth senior sister and stared at the black arm and was stupid.

"What are you doing in a daze, do it!" Lian Yi's hand holding the joint trembled, as if he had pinched something.

Xu Jia took the phoenix hairpin from his head and stabbed it towards Yangqing's arm. The tip of the hairpin had just broken the skin, and a little black blood dripped into the pool water. Black blood flowed out, and Yang Qing's arm slowly faded.

Wait for the last drop of black blood to drain up. The three holy women let out a sigh of relief, let go, and wiped the sweat from their faces. A burst of water vapor rushed to the face, and the broken waterfall rushed down to the sky.

Xu Jia wiped the sweat from her pretty face. "What's going on with Senior Sister".

Yang Qing was shocked, her lips trembled, her eyes stared at the waterfall tightly, and she slowly shook her head. "Let's go, get out of here".

Xu Jia and Lian Yi looked at the waterfall at a loss, and followed their senior sister away from the waterfall in a panic.

The Mo Evil Spirit hid in the stone crevice behind the waterfall, staring at a little dark shadow in the water. At this time, it was still daylight, and the Mo Evil Spirit did not dare to walk outside the waterfall easily.

Above the blue water and cold pool, a purple cloth floated in the wind, and the scorching demonic beast escaped on the surface of the pool, a long hair poured down, and the witch bent down to pick up the black flower soul floating on the water surface. With spring in his eyes, he glanced at the waterfall, and left in a blink of an eye with the demonic beast.

Alas, the Mo evil spirit wanted to shout, but he didn't dare to shout, so he had to watch the witch pick up the flower soul.

"Dizzy, what's the matter, there are so many witches out there." Mo Evil Spirit had no choice but to excuse himself, although it was not a taste in his heart, he had to be happy on his lips.

A few wisps of breeze with a faint earthy scent gently swept through the starry night sky.

The spirit of Mo Evil floated out of the waterfall, and the soul was smackling with water vapor in the air. "The witch has the ability, you follow me".

There was no sound in the distance, only green grass and pure white flowers, bowing their heads slightly in the wind.

Mo Xie Jing's soul was so angry that he complained, saying in his heart, he didn't know if the witch was not there, but he just expressed the resentment in his heart. The blood of the holy maiden is easy to find, but the blood flower soul is difficult to find. One wisp less makes it more uncomfortable than killing the Mo Evil Spirit.

The empty mountains and fields echo with the light song of the night wind, and the dew slides and falls on the leaves, leaving the wind rustling through the leaves.

The Mo evil spirit lost his temper and fled into the night impatiently.

In the shadow of the distant mountains and trees, the purple-shirted witch walked out and played with the flower soul in the palm of her hand with a smile. "Yue'er is right, this wisp of soul beads is stupid, stupid and stupid."

Tassels swaying. On the witch's white face, her eyes twinkled like stars, and her thin lips curved. "If you get another wisp of magic stone flower soul, there is hope that the city lord's injury will be healed."

Thinking of this, the corners of the witch's mouth curved slightly upward, with a little sad smile. The delicate and beautiful face gradually hung a faint sadness. "Is Mo Ye still in the Holy Cloud City?"

Her nose was sore, and the witch Li Tong condensed tears. Ever since the city lord's attack on Saint Cloud City failed, the last ray of hope for seeing Mo Ye has been dashed. Crystal tears flowed down her beautiful cheeks, slowly wetting the witch's dress.