Dull Jun and Yi Jue have seen the ancestor, but they don't know each other, and they don't dare to ask more. For fear that the ancestor would be unhappy, he was hesitating whether to pass.

"You two get behind me". The voice of the ancestor became majestic. Dull Jun looked at the airspace, his face became very ugly, and he hurriedly helped Yi Jue to escape behind the ancestor.

Mo Ye's face twitched, very ugly, painful! I couldn't breathe in pain, and I felt a cool breeze swishing behind me.

Several spirit shadows appeared in the airspace thousands of feet away. The previous spiritual priest pointed at Mo Xie and shouted, "Master, senior uncle is the one who saved the disciples of the Sword Spirit Palace."

No wonder the spirit priest was so spirited, it turned out that there were two sixth-order sect elders who condensed souls.

A sixth-order sect elder looked at Mo Ye, he had never seen such a sect elder in Wangtian City. "You are a disciple of Wangtian City."

Mo Xie did not shy away from it, and gently arched his hand. "Shiyang Deputy City Lord".

Yi Jue and Dull Jun's faces changed, Shi Yang had heard of it, it was a person from Jinghan Palace, it was over, and it would be difficult to escape this time. Clench your teeth and be prepared to die.

The Sixth Order Sect Elder was stunned. Shi Yang is an inner disciple of Jinghan Palace, and his status is extremely high. That is, his disciples, should be a family. "Even if you are a disciple of Elder Shiyang, you won't take the Sword Spirit Palace and rebel."

Mo Xie said twice. "You say take it, the ancestor has no face."

When the sixth-order sect elder heard this, he came up with fire. He was already enough to save face, but he didn't expect this spiritual priest to lose face at all. "So, you eat inside and out."

"Inside, I don't eat, outside, I don't pick it up. I left these two spirits."

"You ......". This is like adding fuel to the fire. The old man of the Sixth Order Sect was furious, and immediately changed his face. Condense the battle honor. "Give you no face".

He is on fire, and Mo Ye has long been on fire. The beloved woman is in someone else's arms, so there is time to play with him. He cursed in his mouth, flipped his palm, condensed the "Mixed Yuan Venerable", and without waiting for the sixth-order sect elder to make a move, he slashed at the two sect elders with a volley.

The two sixth-order sect old condensation soldiers also want to make a move, their mental power is too low, and they condense Lingzun first, and they are not yet Mo Xie fast. Seeing Zunguang flying in the air, he exclaimed, and the condensing shield blocked in front of him.

The battle shield was split by the light, and the white mang instantly slashed into the battle armor. The two Sixth-Order Sect Elders snorted and flew out, their minds blank. I forgot how I flew out.

A hind butt knocked the disciple behind him into all directions, and then howled.

Mo Xie pursed his lips and stared at the spirits who fell in the air and groaned. If it weren't for his quick harvest, the two sixth-order sect elders would have killed him with one skill. Mo Ye knew his combat power, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

Yi Jue and Dull Jun were both stunned, they didn't expect the sect elder to dare to make a move, and they dared to make the first move, defeating the two sixth-order sect elders with one skill, and there was no waste. Could it be that the old man is mixed with pigs and eats tigers? Otherwise, who in the spiritual realm today has this kind of combat power.

The two sixth-order sect elders clutched their chests and got up, looking at the white marks on the battle armor on their chests and the shattered battle shield in the air, their faces were red to the root of their ears. The two of them were like mirrors in their hearts, and the Lingshi's subordinates showed mercy just now, otherwise, it would not be this kind of fate.

"Farewell"! The two had no face to fight again, and left with their hands.

After the anger in Mo Xie's heart exploded, it calmed down a lot. Looking up to the sky and sighing, tens of thousands of years have passed since he came to the Holy Realm and then to the Spiritual Realm. No matter how deep the love is, no matter how true the love is, it will be worn out by time, and they all blame him, can they complain about the dull Jun?

Yi Jue and Dull Jun looked at the back of the sect elder and sighed when they saw him looking up to the sky. I was full of admiration. "Invincible is always lonely".

Yi Jue felt the same way, when he was in the Holy Realm, how often was he not like this. Now in the Spirit Realm, he couldn't find that feeling anymore.

Mo Ye kept his eyes closed, calming the pain in his heart. According to his senses, dullness and ease are by no means tribulations, in the eyes, in the gestures, in the body, in every action he sees contains love.

The painful Mo Ye couldn't breathe, his heart was clutched by a pair of big hands, he didn't dare to look back, and when he saw that look again, his heart would explode. I really want to find a wall, hit my head hard, and I want to dig out the heart that hurts, it hurts so much, he doesn't have the courage to turn back.

The two hands slowly rested on their chests, clenching tightly as the pain acched. The fist clenched tighter and tighter, his breathing stopped, and his whole body kept shaking.

Dull Jun's heart ached, and he stared at the figure on the edge of the cliff tightly. Suddenly, she sensed panic, nervousness, and a heartbeat. I don't know why? It was as if she had seen a terrible image.

"Ancestor...... Ancestors".

Mo Ye didn't hear anything, and the whole person was suffocated. Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, his hands flew forward, and he shouted from the heart: "Ahhhhhhh

Mo Ye released the pain that had been pressing in his chest for a long time, and his invisible telekinesis flew into the distance. Thousands of miles away, the disciples of Jinghan Palace, who were guarding the airspace, hugged their heads violently, collapsed on the ground, and howled.

Mo Ye's voice was infinitely elongated, the resentment in his chest was discharged, and he put down his arms for a long time, slowly sat on the edge of the cliff, covered his face and silently shed tears.

Dull Jun stared at Lingzu's back, and at some point burst into tears, as if she was infected, she even shed tears, and her eyes were blurry and she couldn't see the shadow in the near distance. Stretch out your hand and slowly put it down.

Yi Jue was very seriously injured, and was stunned by this scene, he couldn't understand what happened to this ancestor, why he was so painful and sad. It seems to have reached the brink of despair. A little panicked, he grabbed Dujun's hand tightly and held the crying Dull Jun in his arms.

The disciples of Jinghan Palace, thousands of miles away, completely collapsed, supporting each other and fleeing into the distance. At this time, they understood, it was far away, the sect elder had already given them enough face, and if they didn't leave, it would not be a matter of telekinetic attack.

Mo Xie let out a heavy breath in his nose, slowly opened his eyes, and looked coldly into the distance.

"Thank you Ancestor, the disciples of Jinghan Palace have all escaped." Yi Jue said with difficulty.

Mo Ye didn't squeak, his eyes looked straight at the faint sky. When a ray of sunlight shone on his watery face, he turned around with his head down. "Let's go, I'll help you heal."

Dull Jun's tears had dried up, she glanced at Mo Ye, and helped Yi Jue to follow behind her, she was afraid to see that face, and she was afraid to see those eyes.

"Don't be afraid, there's me". Yi Jue felt that her blunt hand was trembling, thinking that she was still panicking, thinking about the experience of the past few days, it was really nine lives.

Mo Xie walked to the stone wall, and his figure disappeared into the wall. Yi Jue was stunned, this is the Stone Escape Technique? However, she just thought about it, there are many people who know this kind of magic in the spirit realm.

Dull Jun lowered her head, a tear rolled in the corner of her eye, she could see it clearly, but she couldn't believe it, she just wanted to tell herself that everything was an illusion, it couldn't be.

After a short while, Mo Xie lowered his head and escaped from the stone wall, grabbed the shoulders of the two, and hid in the stone wall.

It's just that for a moment, Yi Jue and Dull Jun saw Mo Ye's face clearly at the same time.

"Transfiguration Technique"? This Ancestor actually knew how to transmute Technique? Yi Jue looked at Dull Jun. Blunt Jun looked around the cave and didn't seem to see the face. Yi Jue's hands tightened, his hands holding Dull Jun were sweating, and he was a little panicked, constantly trying to find the answer from Dull Jun's face.

"Brother Jue, sit here, I'll help you heal."

Dull Jun helped the sweaty Yi Jue to the side of the stone bed. Yi Jue groaned, his injuries were indeed too serious, in order to protect Dull Jun, he was hit several times by Lingzun, if there was no Dull Jun by his side to protect, he was afraid that he would have turned into blood and returned to his soul.

Uh-huh. Yi Jue lay on the stone bed, his bones clicked, and Yi Jue hummed again.

Dull Jun hurriedly held Yi Jue. "It hurts".

"Well! Let me use it to cure qi". Yi Jue gritted his teeth, he didn't want to show too much pain, he was afraid that Dull Jun would worry about him, he was most afraid of Dull Jun crying, every time he saw the tears of the star, it was like a knife cutting into his heart and bleeding.

"No, I'll help you". Dull Jun held down Yi Jue, and condensed the qi on his sternum.

Mo Ye stood silently, watching the two show their affection. In his eyes, there was only a dull shadow, her face, her hair, her smile and sweat.

"With or without medicated crystals"?

Mo Xie asked suddenly, although his voice was very small, in Dull Jun's heart, it was like thunder, and he couldn't help himself.

"Hmmm"!

"I'm going to collect medicine"! Mo Ye turned around and left, quickly escaping from the cave, he didn't dare to look at it anymore, if he continued to look at it, he would go crazy, he would really go crazy. Walked out of the cave and knelt on the stone floor. Covering his face, he cried with a whimper. For tens of thousands of years, Mo Ye has never cried, no matter whether he lives or dies, he has never cried so sadly, he is not weak, he is crying for himself. God makes people, or they don't see it, why does it make me so sad when I see it.

Choked for a while, Mo Ye raised his head and wiped the tears from his face. "Why am I crying"?

Why are you crying? Mo Ye himself didn't know why the dignified seven-foot man was crying.

Looking at the daytime shuttling in the mist, I entered the mountains and forests listlessly. Walking one journey after another with dew, Mo Xie didn't know how far he went, but he didn't pick a single herb.

It's not that this mountain doesn't have thousand-year-old medicinal herbs, but in his eyes, there are still shadows of medicinal herbs, and the dew on every grass plant flashes with a dull smile. He didn't dare to look at it, so he could only keep his head down and wade through the blades of grass.

The dew hung coldly on the armor, dripping on the boots and rolling into the dirt.

A ghostly shadow appeared in the halo of dew, and as Mo Ye waded through, it burst open and disappeared into the woods.

Mo Xie didn't seem to sense the shadow, he still lowered his head and walked slowly, saying that he was here to collect medicine, but he still didn't have a medicine crystal in his hand.

In this way, Mo Ye walked aimlessly under the shadow of the ghost. Until the fog clears and the moon rises. As soon as I looked up, I unconsciously returned to the stone wall.

Mo Xie looked at the stone wall in a daze, then at the empty hands, then at the cold moonlight, and let out a long sigh. What's the matter, after walking for a day, he didn't pick anything, what were he thinking? Mo Xie tried to recall, but he didn't think of anything.