The black-haired cloud shadow indulged in the viscous ink, and the massive skeleton condensed out of the black domain, baring two rows of terrifying white teeth. The whirring sound of the pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info scraped past my ears, and my cheeks hurt.

Seeing that the white teeth of the skeleton bit the shadow of the black hair, the blue light flickered on, and the holy shadow disappeared. The sound of the white fangs clenched into the heels of the boots, and the broken teeth crumbled, and then the entire skeleton crumbled into smoke. White Fang jumped twice on the spark and was burned by the blue light.

"I'll go!" The elders were in a false alarm. The Holy Sword Mountain actually brought the "Cloud Walking Rain Boots", this is a holy soldier who fled for his life, how could the Holy Sword Mountain even think of a way out. A sigh sounded, and all the elders suddenly had a shadow in their hearts, and their eyes showed contempt.

The long void light pulled back the "Cloud Walking Boots", Cang Chenzi looked back with contempt, and scolded in his heart: "Can the holy soldier be seen clearly by the naked eye of mortals like you"?

Cang Chenzi snorted, standing in the cold evil aura and did not move. At this time, the elders saw clearly, no wonder Cangchenzi's remnant cloud suit was shorter, how he looked at it before, how uncomfortable it was, it turned out to be to show his holy soldiers: "Cloud Walking Boots".

Seeing that Cang Chenzi deliberately moved his legs, several elders grinned on their cheeks. "There's a mistake, your legs are shaking!"

The shadow of darkness loomed, and suddenly a terrifying suffocation came, and the elders trembled with their teeth. The swaying bone shadows in the far region all moved, and with a heartbeat, they escaped from the black domain, and the breath of death filled the air.

The faces of the elders were instantly reflected by the white bone light, like dead corpses, even more terrifying than dead corpses. His forehead twitched in pain, his eyebrows twisted into a straight gray line, his eyes bloodshot, and his gaze frantically stared at the airspace.

There dared to laugh again, solemnly took out their own virtual soldiers, and blocked the bone shadows that surrounded and killed.

On the black canopy, five feet of light swept away, and the silver lines in the shape of leaf veins pierced through the dry bones, and the pink light flickered, and the dry bones in the sky turned into black smoke in a breath.

Several Holy Ancestors trembled with white saliva on their lips, trembling with excitement, immersed in overwhelming panic, trying their best to calm down, but they were so shocked by what they saw in front of them that they couldn't close their mouths.

"What a holy soldier"!

Cang Tianzi's face was full of pride, he straightened the black hair that fell out of excitement, held the "mixed yuan ruler", and strode towards the bursting "soul stone".

Although the elders were a little disdainful of the Holy Sword Mountain's purchase of the Holy Soldiers, they had to admire the power of the Holy Soldiers from the bottom of their hearts. A holy soldier is a holy soldier, which can be compared to a virtual soldier. Looking at the two black-haired cloud shadows, I couldn't help but have a light in my eyes.

The white light on the "Soul Capital Stone" that seemed to be about to crack was stitched together, and the dry bones and skeletons swaying in the black domain were thrown around, scattering thousands of threads from the gray clouds, and gradually stitching together the black heaven and earth, revealing a line of gray.

The "Soul Stone" is like the proud bone of a strong man, hanging on the steep peak, looking up, it looks like a meteorite flying from the sky, and is stopped in the air.

Looking at the "Soul Capital Stone" that seemed to be far and near, all the Holy Ancestors did not dare to slack off, and after suffering a few losses, the Holy Clan elders also learned to be well-behaved, and they were busy following the Son of Heaven to escape through the "Soul Capital Stone".

The broken "Five Elements Ring" flashed twice, and a bloody Jiao Xun came out, staring at the "Soul Stone".

"Hey, I'm, you're ****** really not a thing"! The sound of scolding came from the distance, and then the strings sounded. A crystal arrow split into two phantom shadows.

Jiao Xun's eyes immediately became hollow. The center of the eyebrows cracked a small crack in the blue light, and the soul arrow flew towards the shadow of the arrow. Poof, hold the two crystal arrows in the air.

The green light flashed, and the green hairy desire fell under the "Soul Capital Stone", and the green pupils glanced at the "Broken Shadow Piercing Heart Arrow", and then looked at the Blood Saint standing on the "Five Elements Ring". Lock his eyebrows, that is, he didn't say anything, and he didn't take back the "Broken Shadow Piercing Heart Arrow", and hurriedly escaped the "Soul Stone".

Jiao Xun stared at the stone forest with empty eyes.

A group of green-armored plant ancestors hurriedly escaped, and the wooden smug stopped the flowers and clouds, looking up and down.

"The Great Elder can't stay for a long time!" reminded Youzhi Zu.

The shadow of the wooden pupil looked at the expressionless desire and the great elder Hua Cao, and fled through the "Soul Capital Stone" with a heavy heart. Following the insects and beasts, two groups escaped one after another, buzzing like green-headed flies, without even looking at Jiao Xun.

After a long time, a water ring rippled slightly.

"Eat all the fine meat"! The Demon Lord's Feather Knife stepped out of the water ring, followed by a frenzied demon sense, and more than a dozen Demon Ancestors wore feather armor and stared at strange black pupils pouring out.

"Don't squeeze me!" The demon slave bear carried the fork of the big tree and separated the demon ancestors. I saw that there was a Holy Ancestor.

Whew! A fragrant honey breath blew, and the crystal mesh dripping with mucus covered Jiaoxun, and when he saw it, the big black eyes fell on the two crystal arrows frozen in the air. The thick big lips grinned, and he snorted. Weirdly retract the fork of the tree.

"Eat all the fine meat"! The feather knife shook the black-scaled feather armor, and disappeared with the demon ancestors stepping on the water ring.

The demon slave Bear looked back at the Sage, scratching his unkempt black hair, muttering something and disappearing.

Jiao Xun's empty eyes moved, staring towards the stone forest.

"Holy friends slow hands". Hundreds of incarnated third- and fourth-order Saint Ancestors poured out of the stone forest, all with drops of sweat on their foreheads. Arching his hand to Jiao Xun, a gust of wind surged through the "Soul Capital Stone".

"Dizzy"! Jiao Xun squeezed out a little sound between his teeth.

A puff of black smoke condensed around Jiao Xun, and the violent pupils stared towards the "Soul Capital Stone". "Is Jiao Shengyou entering the peak, or returning to the holy realm."

Jiao Xun lost the support of his soul sense, and almost collapsed on the ground, condensing a stone staff to support the Holy Body. Jiao Xun smiled wryly between his bloodshot teeth. "'Yangjiong Fire' is so good."

With that, Jiao Xun tore open the void and disappeared into the airspace with a stone staff.

Mo Xie's red pupils condensed towards the "Soul Capital Stone", the power of this stone had not been broken, no wonder these cultivators were so anxious. Knowing his soul, he has no intention of asking.

The "Soul Capital Stone" was suppressed by the Holy Soldiers?

Mo Xie couldn't understand why the "Soul Capital Stone" stopped transforming, otherwise, it would be impossible for these cultivators to enter it easily.

The soul light floated by, and Mo Xie condensed the soul mist and floated through the "Soul Capital Stone".

The endless airspace blooms with silent flashes, and occasionally streamers fall, like golden ribbons, decorating the dome.

The airspace is no longer a gray-white veil, with a large cylinder of spiritual energy, and it is just a hot and stuffy breath when inhaled.

The empty mountain area was chaotic, the spells were flying, and the cultivator gate was fighting together. The void soldier slashed in the purple sky without a single blemish, without a single wrinkle, and with only a few gold stars bursting out, not even a little smoke.

Mo Xie stood at the edge of the chaotic airspace, and for a while, there was no cultivator spell attack, and it seemed that all the cultivators no longer cared about him, the Storm Shadow Soul Ancestor, and had no intention of blocking it.

The cultivators seemed to be chaotic, obviously divided into several war groups, as long as there were alien races fleeing to the purple mountain peaks in the distance, they would inevitably attract attacks from several war groups.

"Hey, hey, it's a mess." The green-haired desire was hiding in a corner with his arms in his arms, and when he saw the black clouds condensing, he glanced at it.

Mo Xie condensed his eyes at the lively green-haired planter, and was full of doubts about the crystal arrow of this planter.

"Let them fight, and when they have fought enough, they will not fight". The green-haired desire muttered again, twisting the green beard with interest.

The sweet smell wafted in, and the demon slave carried the fork of the big tree and bared the big white teeth. "Here is the least thing you can count."

The green-haired desire squinted at it, and the bearded hand paused, ignoring the demon slave.

To be honest, neither of them is a good thing, but in this environment, the green haired desire and the demon slave bear are slippery and straight down the oil residue.

Mo Ye watched for a while, and slowly floated into the battle group.

The purple airspace melee was chaotic, and the Holy Ancestor of the Holy Clan had the most, but it was divided into more than a dozen groups, sometimes attacking the Zerg, sometimes attacking the Beast Clan, and sometimes the Holy Ancestor of the Clan would be beaten back by a few spells that flew out of the unknown.

The four clans of insects, beasts, demons, and plants are obviously a little united, deliberately blocking the holy clan. As long as the Holy Clan wants to fly to Purple Peak, they will inevitably attack it in groups. The four clans do not stop, and stealing things happen from time to time.

"Yangjiong Fire", all races want to get it, but for the four races of insects and beasts, they can't cast holy soldiers, at most it is just a magic trick to play after refining. The Holy Clan is different, this time the teacher mobilized the people, aiming at the "fire of Yangjiong". Once obtained, it is only a matter of time before a holy soldier is forged. How could the four clans easily let the Holy Clan enter the "Enthalpy Jiong Peak".

The remnants of the purple domain were dotted, flying down with sparse magic rays, and the explosion of the spell seemed to have been absorbed in the purple airspace, and it became sporadic and bleak.

A little starlight fell outside the soul mist condensed by Mo Ye, and lost its light and shadow in a flash.

The black mist drifted by, and there was no cultivator to intercept it, allowing Mo Ye to shuttle through the cracks of the spell.

Xing Xiao stood in the Holy Clan Battle Group, looking at the approaching fog shadow, and said, "Don't touch the soul one."

The "Five Elements Ring" sparkled out of the way to block the path of the black mist, and the spells of the various clans also deliberately stayed away.

The demon slave muttered quietly. "Hey, hey, hey, eat meat"

"Beat your mother's head!" the green-haired desire scolded and said in his heart. "Dead bear, do you think Lao Tzu can't understand the magic language"?

The demon slave glared at the demon pupils, and his white teeth bared up. For this green hair, the demon slave has long been displeasing to the eye, and the festival with him is deep. There was a roar. "Don't let the soul passes".

"I-" The green-haired desire scolded for half a sentence, and was no longer in a hurry.

The roar echoed in the airspace, and a bolt of magic light flew out of the chaotic warband, hitting Mo Xie's moving soul shadow.

Suddenly, the condensed holy weapons in the sky froze in the air, and the entire air instantly froze. All the cultivators were stunned by the magic light that flew towards the black mist, and watched as the aura struck into the mist.

The ring light struck a small black hole on the fog surface, and there was no sound.

"That king and eight calves ......". Cang Tianzi didn't care about his identity, so he scolded.

"It's my ......". A Holy Ancestor replied with a disgraced face.

Xing Xiao glared at the ancestor of the emperor family, he was so angry in his heart! The imperial family is the master of the Holy Land.

"The calf shouted ......". Emgrand scolded fiercely.

Dozens of warbands were silent, and even the four clans were angry.

The green-haired face twitched, and a pair of green pupils stared towards the purple domain, blinking his eyelids, and involuntarily retreated.