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Seungei giggled. This is Chixiao's secret language with her, which refers to the "Gate of the Spiritual Realm".

"I've been looking for it for a hundred years, and there is an elixir to be collected in the Holy Domain."

"The three mountains can always return"!

Chengying pursed his lips and said no more. The topic changed to ask about the casting of soldiers.

Sheng Shuangzi listened to the meeting with staring eyes, and when he saw the opportunity, he immediately talked about his cultivation experience.

Chengying and Chixiao looked at each other and smiled, having this living treasure is not necessarily a bad thing.

Chengying God said: "Where is the Soul Ancestor"?

Chixiao shook the fan, and couldn't tell if the fan was moving or the head was moving. The god said, "I haven't seen it."

The breeze lifts, the fragrance of flowers flips and ethereals, and the mist and fragrance of flowers dancing in the breeze are sprinkled with swaying flowers.

The holy group was slightly in turmoil, and I didn't know how to let go of a large area of airspace.

The void trembled slightly, and Ling Ranzi stepped out of the empty space with an expressionless face, followed by dozens of Holy Ancestors. All of them have clear eyebrows, slender figures, and a faint coldness in their pupils.

Whoosh! The two holy shadows walked quickly in front of Ling Ranzi and bowed slightly.

"Thank you for saving your life!"

Ling Ranzi looked at Tai A and Xia Yu, and snorted coldly in his heart. More than ten years have passed since the life-saving thing, and I came to thank him at this time, especially in front of so many Holy Ancestors. I'll really find the time!

Ling Ranzi squinted his eyes and ignored Qin A and Xia Yu. "Go, call them over."

Behind him, the Holy Ancestor immediately understood and quietly appeared in front of Bian Le. "Linglezi, the young master is invited".

Bian Le looked at Chengying and Chixiao not far away. I can't tell what it's like. Back then, in order to avenge his senior brother's revenge, he took the opportunity to swing a knife, but instead of harming Mo Xie, he actually became the young master of Shengyun City. If you want to escape, you can't escape, so you have the face to see him.

"There's no time!" Gu Xin replied coldly.

A smile tugged at the corner of the priest's mouth. "How did you enter the incarnation realm, and your eye sockets are also high."

"The eye sockets are not as high as yours, but the heart is high." Gu Xin's mouth was not forgiving at all, glancing into the eyes of the saint priest and giggling.

"I don't know how to lift". The saint knew that there was no point in fighting like this again, but it was even more embarrassing, so he had to leave with humor.

Chengying looked at the saint priest who came and knew. It is Wan Yu, the new elder of the Lingran Palace, because he has not been able to cast a virtual soldier, and he has not even been mixed up with a "son" position, so he has to be a nominal elder.

"Elder Wan".

"Spirit Shadow, the young master invites you to enter the 'Ten Thousand Medicine Peak' with Ling Xiaozi." Wan Yu didn't expect Ling Ying to be so polite, so he greeted first, and his tone softened.

"Brother Xiao"?

Chixiao's face was expressionless, and Tai'a and Xia Yu were flattering and willing. Bian Le and Gu Xin's refusal was unexpected. Looking at the meaning of Chengying, I was a little embarrassed.

"Sister Ying, I had no intention of entering the peak, these disciples asked Sister Ying."

Chengying was full of doubts in his heart, Chi Xiao and Mo Ye had always had a close relationship, and he did not hesitate to offend Shengyun City for him, how could he refuse Mo Ye's invitation.

"If it's not true, don't do it". Chixiao replied coldly. Turn around and walk away.

Chengying immediately understood that Chixiao was unwilling to be with Tai'a and Xia Yu. A thousand years have passed, and Mo Xie has already forgiven the second friend, why should Chixiao call it true.

"Elder Wan, please." Chengying's cheeks were slightly red, and his heart didn't feel like he was jumping wildly, and his legs were so weak that he had no strength. She no longer cares about Tai'a and Xia Yu, she wants to see Mo Ye, every time she thinks of those soul-hooking eyes, Chengying is very panicked.

The shadow of the Illusory Hall flickered, and bursts of enchanting medicinal fragrance floated in with the diffuse light.

The ancestors bowed slightly, and the rest of the disciples knelt in the air.

A white-clothed and white-haired Holy Ancestor, with a flowing battle placket and a slightly fluttering untied hair, lined with a figure hanging in mid-air, like the Holy Spirit descending into the world.

Blazing black eyes looked around the wasteland. "Everyone, the peak of 'Ten Thousand Medicine Peak' is a prosperous era that has not been encountered in a thousand years, and the ancestor of Mengyao has personally decreed, I hope that after you enter the peak, you can only collect medicine, and you can not enter the forbidden area, otherwise I am afraid that there will be no return."

The Holy Ancestors suppressed the ecstasy in their hearts, and praised the virtues of the Medicine Ancestors in unison with their disciples, and loudly praised the merits of the Medicine Ancestors. The loud voice echoed for thousands of miles.

The white-clothed Saint Ancestor nodded with satisfaction. "Open Peak".

The towering mountain peaks, like a bamboo shoot rising from the ground, stand tall by the lake, and the dangerous peaks stand straight into the sky. There is a huge cliff standing upright on the top of the strange rock peak, traversing on the tortoise, like a dragon raising its head.

Chixiao stood on the top of the cliff. The swishing cold wind blew on his battle chest, and the coldness made him shiver slightly. It's not a body cold, it's a heart cold. The lake thousands of years ago was also so beautiful and quiet, but it completely crushed Chixiao's heart.

He believed in friendship and beauty, and in his cognition, beauty and friendship were inseparable. However, in reality, Chixiao is always so confused, he doesn't know why the things that are regarded as life are always so fragile.

In the dead of night, Chixiao feels lonely and sad, why are people's hearts fragile? He didn't know how many times he asked himself, and the more he asked, the more lonely he became.

The dark lonely shadow, standing on the edge of the cliff in the untouchable moonlight, is the soul of Shen Chakra in loneliness, the deeper it struggles in the worldly swamp, and this struggle is ultimately in vain. It was only at dawn that he realized that in the desolate night, only his own shadow was accompanying .......

Suddenly, lightning streaked across the distant sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder from far and near. The ancient trees around him swayed wildly, roaring and shaking their branches.

The sound of wind and thunder was intertwined, and with the lightning of the Dao, the scene was like two giants wielding swords fighting to the death.

With the dazzling lightning swaying dazzling flower shadows, the slender figure whistled in the wind, swaying gently, and retreating again and again.

Qin Yue's hair was messy, and a pair of frightened pupils danced with fine streamers. Purple gas was permeated in front of him, rippling with scorching fire.

Thousands of feet away, the rocks rustled and crackled. The cape appeared in a dark halo, and a few arcs of electricity flashed at his side. The sky behind him was on fire, and the cold, biting wind blew up billowing dust, making it dark.

He stepped out of the ring of light waves, trapping Qin Yue in the waves. The blood-condensed eyes stared at Qin Yue deadly, a white light lit up, and five sharp claws flew away.

Qin Yue's little face changed color in the ring light. In order to avoid the pursuit of the full of people, and worship the Holy Sword Mountain with the Holy Mother, who knows, today I want to go to the "Ten Thousand Medicine Peak" to collect medicine, and I met full of people on the way.

When I first met Yingran, I saw her talking and laughing with several Holy Ancestors. As soon as Qin Yue appeared, she immediately chased her frantically, and this chase was tens of thousands of miles.

Qin Yue still can't figure out how a good sister could become an enemy.

The purple phantom shield stood in front of Qin Yue, this light shield was disembodied, it seemed to be transparent, and it shone with a ghostly light.

Sharp claws flew in, ignited flames, and burned red and stretched out of the airspace.

Qin Yue's little face was tense, she had been fighting against Anran for a long time, and she had a general understanding of her spells. The shadow is close, the ring light traps the body, and the void slashes. Don't look at the repetition of the three secret techniques, it's too difficult to break through, and it's even more impossible to escape. With Qin Yue's speed, the incarnation of the third-order Holy Ancestor sighed to himself. But it was faster, and Qin Yue didn't know how far it could escape with one breath. As long as you are stared at, you don't have to escape, and there is no hope of escaping without fighting in August.

The burning airspace condensed a word. Qin Yue's mouth opened open, and she was full of refining new secret techniques. This matter was too shocking for Xiao Yue, the techniques she had cultivated were all earth-shattering, and that skill made Qin Yue suffer a lot.

This word "solution" frightened Qin Yue into a panic, and her divine sense condensed the illusioned airspace, trying her best to suppress the purple light in her eyebrows. The "Skeleton Bow Shadow" that moved in the domain of knowledge, Qin Yue couldn't manipulate it yet. Once encountering danger, the afterimage turns into a purple arrow and shoots the opponent in the air. Qin Yue's heart was frightened several times, for fear of hurting her.

Poof! The surrounding "thousands of waves" turned into a wisp of clear smoke, and the light in the air was shattered. With a full humming sound, he flew away wrapped in clear light. Five hundred miles away, he appeared in shape, and he took dozens of steps back, and his blood and qi poured into his mouth, and his mind became sober.

Whoosh! The black wind swept the thin shadow and landed in front of him. The wind whirled down, and the holy devil pulled his black face, stared at the eagle eyes, and stared at the Jianzhu Mountain.

Chixiao shook the "Ruyi Fan" with a faint luster flowing on his side, his eyes flashed with the light of glass, and he shook his battle shirt in a chic manner.

"Holy devil, if you allow your disciples to use force in the Holy Sword Mountain like this, you won't be afraid of the clan rules."

The corners of the Holy Devil's mouth twitched. "It's that lewd waste again."

"Lingxiaozi, you are too lenient." The holy devil was hit by Chixiao first, and his nose was crooked with anger, isn't this a basin on his head?

Chixiao shook his fan, looking unbeaten. "That's not as wide as Senior Brother Saint Ghost, and his arm is stretched out to Yaofeng."

"You, a bloody mouth, the ancestor is protecting the grandson."

"In this way, the Holy Sword Mountain is a land of right and wrong." Chixiao asked with a lazy face.

"I didn't say that."

"Your deeds have already spoken".

"You ......". The Holy Devil was so angry that an unquenchable anger flashed in his eyes, and his face was flushed. He was dumbfounded by Mo Xie's unreasonable sophistry. has deviated from the topic of things.

Five feet of light lit up in the hands of the holy devil, and the "shadowless claws" were cold and murderous. Ice flakes fell from the claws.

Chixiao squinted at the light of the void soldier, and the "Ruyi Fan" in his hand was squeezed several times, the approaching evil qi weakened, and the dazzling claw blade was even more dazzling.

Hehe! Chixiao didn't think that the Holy Devil was so angry, just a joke, the Holy Devil was angry, and he changed to another Holy Ancestor, and he didn't care at all. This holy devil is like a holy ancestor, just light the fire!

The shadow of the fan is like a glow, and the colorful shadow of the road flows out in the folds of the fan, slowly transforming into plum blossoms, and the broken flowers fall. In the shadow of the flower stood a phantom of a holy woman, whose dignity could not be seen clearly, and the short sword in her hand shone with a soft light.

"Stop!" In the distance, the dawn opened the sky. Out of the void came a white-clothed saintess.

Chixiao's eyes widened, and he slowly closed the "Ruyi Fan". The phantom that had just taken shape vanished, and the red light filled the hall. I wanted to turn around and run away, but my feet were fixed in the air as if they had roots.