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Tang Lang turned his face to look at the "Five Spirits Fire Cover" fluttering on the torture lake, he couldn't tell what it was like, and after a while, Tang Lang pulled his face and looked at Buck Wan'er.

"Envoy Buck, I'll hand you over here to deal with the aftermath first, and I'll come when I go."

Buck Wan'er's eyes were blazing with anger, her cheeks were red, and she was reluctant in her heart, but there was no way, her fingers twitched strangely and unconsciously, and she hummed reluctantly.

Tang Lang didn't seem to care about these anymore, and lowered his head and escaped from the punishment peak. Not far from the peak, Tang Lang slowed down and looked back at Xingfeng for a while.

"Where is the main Tang Palace?" A strange medicinal fragrance wafted in with the cold morning air.

Tang Lang raised his hand and nodded, his gloomy face condensed into a smile, and he looked back and saluted an airspace. "Elder Medicine doesn't refine medicine, how can he have time to go to Xingfeng to collect medicine."

The purple peaks are set off by a pale yellow mist, like a deep valley reflecting the light upwards. The medicine magpie shook off the empty holy clothes and stood in the morning light with the medicine gourd stone staff. "Recently, I have been uncertain, and I have been refining a few dings, and I specially came to ask the Tang Hall Lord for advice."

"Hahaha medicine holy friends are embarrassed for me, I refine it, you refine medicine, cattle and horses are not related, I can't help you." Tang Lang laughed heartily, and the unhappiness in his heart seemed to be swept away.

"The prescription is in the hands of the hall master, if you don't help me, don't be able to help." Yao Que said in a low voice.

Tang Lang looked at the medicine magpie silently, his eyelids jumped, the smile on his face disappeared, and a sad face appeared. "Elder Yao, this matter is not easy to handle! The relationship between this medicine primer is too complicated, and I still don't know who wants it."

The face of the medicine magpie kept jumping, and the medicine gourd on the stone staff was touching. "Can the hall master tell me who wants to take medicine?"

Tang Lang shook his head with his eyes in the vast airspace. "Elder, don't bother, you want everything you can see."

Yao Que was stunned, he didn't expect the matter to be so serious, and he hurriedly stepped forward to block Tang Lang, who was leaving. "The master of the temple went to see the saint"?

Tang Lang's heart gradually became irritable, and the Great Elder and the Mei City Lord had reminded him beforehand that the medicine magpie should be more careful, and sure enough, this medicine gourd was not well-intentioned.

"Go to the lord of the city".

The medicine magpie sighed, and watched Tang Lang disappear into the mountain shadows and clouds from a distance.

The mysterious peaks covered by clouds and mist gradually hung with snow. The hardy flowers compete with each other, and when the wind blows, the flowers sway,

Several sages stood under the snow line of the white peaks, guarding the edge of the endless verdant forest, the overlapping branches holding huge umbrella shadows, and the speckled shadows of the sun.

There was a trembling of the branches, and the cool air of the leaves shaking off the leaves came to my face. Tang Lang stepped out of the snowy shadows, and a pale blue puddle rose at the foot of the airspace.

Several of the Sages stood with nothing in their eyes, without lifting their eyelids.

Tang Lang's face showed a flattering look, and he hurriedly made a big gift. "Several Dharma protectors, whether the city lord is out of the customs".

A saintess with a face as white and flawless as a clear fu, glanced at Tang Lang. "It's really time for you to come, the city lord has just come out of the customs."

When Tang Lang heard this, he was overjoyed. "A few Dharma protectors, please report it, Tang Lang has something important to ask to see."

Long black hair appeared in the shadows. Tang Lang was so frightened that he hurriedly bowed his head, and he didn't dare to raise his head and bow his back.

A mosquito-thin voice turned. "The Tang Hall Lord has worked hard."

Tang Lang was stunned. "Ask the lord of the castle to command."

"How's the matter at Xinghu"?

The city lord is the city lord, who has been in retreat for thousands of years, and he knows everything about the affairs of Shengyun City. "City Lord, I'm here to ...... for this."

Tang Lang made a long story short, and brought together the matter of refining the saints in the torture lake. "City Lord, I thought Mo Xie was a rare ...... of the Sacred Realm Wizard."

Before Tang Lang finished speaking, a soft breaking sound came from the snow shadow. "Alright, do what the Lord of Mei City instructs."

Tang Lang seemed to have been beaten on the head, and his eyes were shocked. The body trembled slightly, and the first-class fine sweat condensed on the tip of the eyebrows.

"Go for it"!

Tang Lang didn't dare to say much, and retreated into the airspace. At this time, Tang Lang was even more confused, he wanted to seek a way out for Mo Xie, but he angered the city lord.

The green and green, the milky white cloud yarn floats at the bottom of the mountain, the red light of the sunset reflects the heavy mountains, the glow pours on the floating clouds, and the Shengyun Mountain in the twilight condenses a piece of colorful glow, which will not be extinguished.

Tang Lang looked back at the Shengyun Mountain where the clouds were floating and the fog moved, and let out a long sigh. "Mo Xie, don't wish me one day."

Suddenly, the light was full of light and light in the pale green sky, like a chrysanthemum stained with frost flowers, with a cold light all around, across the sky, a long transparent and bright bridge, the closer and lower, in a blink of an eye.

The old saint dressed in the gossip cloud map came with a bloody wind. Under the heavy black cloak, only an eagle's hooked nose and a pair of knife beaks are exposed.

Tang Lang's face flashed with surprise. "God operator, isn't he in the Holy Soul City"?

"Don't go, wait for me here". Before Tang Lang could react, the divine operator said in a hurry, and fled into the Holy Cloud Mountain without looking back.

"What is this crow's mouth for?" Tang Lang had an inscrutable look on his face.

Who is the Divine Operator? I have to mention the Holy Soul City, when the Holy Soul City Lord Bian Han captured the remnants of the Ethereal Peak, he once looked for the Divine Operator. The god operator made a hexagram for Bian Han, and he actually scared the god operator away.

The turquoise leaves are like turquoise clouds falling from the sky. If you look closely, you will see that it is not a leaf, but a green flower with fusiform petals that are narrow at the end and gradually widen at the top. There are eight or nine slender strands in the middle, fluffy, like a prawn in clear water sticking out of its tentacles.

The green petals curl mischievously inward, and you can see the tender yellow stamens. Only two or three petals were unfolded shyly, and a holy shadow pavilion sat among the flowers, dancing with the wind with a snow-white skirt, dancing with a rich fragrance of flowers.

The Holy Shadow raised its head slightly, and the wind blew the light veil that generally blocked his face, and a pair of beautiful suffocating eyes swept across the green and glistening airspace.

The long hair was exposed, and he poked his head out like a child and looked out cautiously.

Lightly blocking his eyes, a soft voice swirled among the flowers. "God operator, sneaky on the run"?

"Hahaha, Purple City Lord, you're awake, I'm not running for my life, I'm here to save my life." Half of his body squeezed out of the void stopped, and the god operator showed half of his head and half of his teeth.

"Giggles", a faint laugh rang out. Ziling laughed again. "You have to be saved, otherwise you're half an operator."

Half of the god's beard blows. "The Purple City Lord let me in first, and I will give you a divination."

"What's the matter? I deceived the city lord Bian for ten thousand years, and I can't go on."

"This is a big thing, a big thing, Lord Bian doesn't know." The god operator smiled strangely on half of his face.

"That's even more weird, the lord of this city has never believed in evil." Purple Bell's voice became a little unpleasant.

"This time it's really evil, it's not okay. It is at stake in the survival of the Holy Family."

The light veil on Ziling's face flew up, and there was a smile in her clear eyes, and she lightly touched the airspace. The god operator's body rushed forward, staggering and almost lying in the airspace.

Ziling ignored the embarrassment of the divine operator, and asked softly, "Say it!

The god operator's eyes turned a few times, and he gritted his teeth and smiled: "The city is going to kill a saint."

Ziling didn't respond, just a light yarn fluttering slightly.

Seeing that the Purple City Lord did not deny it, the god operator patted his chest twice and let out a sigh of relief. "This saint cannot be killed".

A pretty face appeared in the light veil, like a lotus flower in the early morning after the rain, and two pairs of watery pupils stared at the god operator motionlessly, and for a long time, the purple bell disappeared. "It's easy to let you come".

"He, he doesn't please move the ancestor."

Ziling knew that the god operator was coming, why did he come, and guessed many times in his heart. Surprisingly, the divine operator actually came for a saint, which is a bit strange.

"Tell me why".

"I can't tell why, but this saint can't be killed." Shen Operator's face was slightly red, as if he was holding his breath and talking.

Ziling looked at the god operator's eyebrows, blinked her long eyelashes, and her eyes condensed a little cold. "God operator, your hand has stretched out a little."

"Not long". The god operator only said two words, his face turned purple, and he stretched his neck and panted for breath for a long time before squeezing it out.

Ziling's eyes are strange, and the god operator is also known as Yicheng, so he can fortune and misfortune, and he became famous in the holy realm when he was in the cultivation realm. Because of his nine times out of ten divination, the holy friends laughed at him a lot and gave him the name of a god operator. Since then, the sacred realm has no saints and no saints, and the divine operator has been famous all over the world since then.

There is a problem with this god operator, every time after divination, when you want to say the heavenly machine, you always blush and have a thick neck, and you can't say a few words for a long time, and when you finish speaking, it will always be explained that the heavenly machine cannot be revealed. I really couldn't mix in the Holy Domain, so I ran to the Holy Soul City and mixed with Bian Han.

"God operator, your eyebrows are missing again." Ziling glanced at the operator's blue face.

"There is no less, how many thousands of years ago, how many now". The divine operator's speech suddenly slipped smoothly.

"You're here to make trouble."

"No, really". The voice of the god operator was stuck again, his face was dark, and his eyes were about to burst out.

"There is no reason to say, he only dies".

The god operator couldn't hear what sound was in his throat with his mouth open, but he saw his stretched neck and his throat constantly moving.

Ziling couldn't help but be surprised, the virtue of the god operator is no longer a day or two. This is the case again and again, and finally there is a sentence "the secret of heaven must not be revealed".

"Heaven must not be revealed". The god operator breathed a sigh of relief and said something that Ziling wanted to hear.

"Then please go back, the affairs of Holy Cloud City, don't worry about Holy Soul City." Ziling giggled, hearing this, the god operator basically didn't say much.

The god operator fell like the first snow in the harsh winter, his face eased, and his silver hair was half-covered and half-hidden, faintly covering wrinkles. glanced at Ziling, let out a long sigh, and walked towards a void in a blink of an eye.

The purple bell eyes sent the holy shadow swaying from side to side, and there was a little smile in his heart.

Suddenly, the god operator stopped, and a pair of brown eyes sunken into the sockets looked at the void filled with glow. "City Lord, there is something to ask for."