"The more you two play, the more presumptuous you become". The shadow of the hand changed, the black crystal hand condensed in the airspace, and the blue sky dome flashed five black dragons, turning over the river and smashing the sea, devouring the light of heaven and earth, and the sky darkened, flashing five black flame lightning, and quickly grabbed the holy bag.

Whoosh! The black golden shadow flew away from the airspace, stretching out the curved thorns, flashing with crystal light and looking at the black crystal hand, the spike humming sound. The forbidden knowledge slave sucked and fled behind Mo Xie, glaring at the bean and baring his big teeth. "Hee-hee, you're also afraid."

The two black golden shadows hummed away in the airspace, watching Mo Xie Black Crystal snatch the holy bag with his hands. Like a gratefully puffed skin, it drooped with thorns, slowly approaching Mo Xie, and disappeared into the short dagger in a flash.

The forbidden slave bared his big white teeth. "Master, if you used this trick earlier, I would have to be bullied less, and this boss is too, when did you get such a group of girls, and you won't come out to take care of it."

Mo Xie didn't care about breaking his mouth and forbidding slaves. Fleeing towards the empty space where the holy groups were moving, the open space was full of saints, looking up at the empty space respectfully. It turned out that it was not unreasonable for Mo Xie to subdue the "Thunder Swallowing God" with a thunderbolt technique.

"See Young Lord". The sound of rolling thunder, the torrent surged, resounding through the heavens.

Mo Xie stared and smiled. Miao Meng escaped to the airspace. "Eighteen thousand and twenty-three holy disciples have gathered, please give instructions to the young master."

Miao Meng waved his hand, and a throne carved with a dragon and a phoenix was condensed in the airspace. Salute and ask Mo Xie to take a seat. Mo Xie walked to the suspended throne and knew ten thousand disciples. The sound of the flood was everywhere. "Please give a young commandment."

Mo Xie sat on the throne with a smile on his face, waved his hand, and the four domains were silent. "Miao Meng will report the disciples with outstanding achievements in the past 20 years."

Miao Meng hurriedly took out the "Meritorious Crystal" that had just been rubbed from the holy bag and handed it to Mo Xie, and at the same time took out a holy bag, and said: "Young master, all kinds of holy things are in this bag."

Mo Xie took the "Merit Crystal" and pulled it gently. Swept line by line, there were not many award-winning disciples, but there were nearly 100 saints.

"Young master. These eighty-six are all disciples with extremely outstanding achievements, and the other disciples have already been awarded, and these nearly 100 disciples are specially invited to reward the young master." Miao Meng was aware of it, and explained in detail the achievements of his disciples.

Mo Xie watched carefully and nodded incessantly. "Miao Supervision Envoy, thousands of achievements, hundreds of achievements in three classes."

Miao Meng waved his hand, and the eighty-six sages raised their heads and stood in the airspace. Mo Ye looked at the Thousand Achievement Sages, a total of six. The holy bag in his hand flashed twelve rays of light and fell into the palms of the six holy hands.

"Appreciate Weng Di, Yan Bei and other six disciples 'Hundred Wisdom True Crystal' and 'Poke Shadow Technique'." Miao Meng is in accordance with Mo Evil Divine Sense. shouted in a daze, what is "Hundred Consciousness True Crystal", what is "Poke Shadow Technique", Miao Meng has never heard of it at all.

Not to mention him, Weng Di and the other six saints were even more dumbfounded, what do you want to reward, Miao Meng discussed with Weng Di, Shen Qiao and other eight condensation realm saints in advance, and selected and selected in the long holy object crystal shaft. Tailor-made reward relics for the eighty-six saints. But the young master did not pay attention to the holy relics on the merit crystal. I don't know what it is.

More than 10,000 disciples can hear clearly, what is the young master's reward? "A spare, a spell"?

The six saints didn't dare to think too much, and they hurriedly bowed and thanked the young master, and fled to the side.

Sixty rays of light flew out of Mo Ye's hand and fell into the palm of the Hundred Achievements Sage.

Miao Meng cleared his throat. The sound of the flood was everywhere. "Thirty disciples such as Xuanhe and Cen Feng have a 'Baiqi True Crystal' and a poke shadow technique."

Thirty disciples were busy making a big salute, and it was still a spar and a spell. It's just that the spar is missing one word, and "knowledge" has changed to "enlightenment".

Fifty crystals flashed. The disciple below 100 Ji stretched out his hands and took a small spar.

"Reward the fifty disciples such as the 'Baiqi True Crystal'." Miao Meng's voice was mixed. I can't think of what this "Baiqi True Crystal" is, and it flies around. Miao Meng felt that as the crystal light faded, the true qi in the Danhai surged, stirring up a thousand huge waves.

Not to mention him, looking at the nearly 10,000 disciples staring at the airspace, their eyes burst with red light, and the sweat droplets the size of beans were dripping down, and they were stunned like falling chickens.

"Miao Meng"? Mo Xie shouted softly.

Miao Meng restrained his confused thoughts and saluted Mo Xie.

"Appreciate the Miao League's supervision envoy with one 'Hundred Wisdom True Crystal', two 'Hundred Qi True Crystal', and one Shadow Poke Technique." Four streams of crystal light flew into Miao Meng's palm.

Miao Meng was like holding a hot potato, three crystals of light were beating in the palm of his hand, his black face was buzzing and trembling, his hair was tied up, as if he was holding a hedgehog thorn, and he was shaking. His lips trembled, he forgot to thank him, and he opened his mouth and stuck his voice.

Mo Xie smiled. "Disciples, this 'Hundred Consciousness True Crystal' can increase the divine consciousness for a hundred miles after refining; the 'Hundred Qi True Crystal' contains pure true qi, which can save ten to a hundred years of refining true qi according to the realm; This award and all the disciples, I hope that all the disciples will make more new contributions to the creation of this peak."

Mo Ye's words were like thunder exploding in the black pressure of the holy group. The saints have been mixed in the holy realm for thousands of years, and they have never heard of the "Hundred Knowledges True Crystal" and "Hundred Enlightenment True Crystals". No wonder the crystal light flashed, and the true qi in the Danhai Sea was like the waves in a hurricane, surging thousands of huge waves, and his eyes were all red. Originally.

All the disciples knelt on the ground and shouted: "The young master is wise."

The moon has slanted to the west, and the starlight is more bright in the ink dome before dawn, through a glimmer of light before dawn, the night is not in the black paint, and a ghostly light flashes by in the "grass domain" in the distance, like a trace of residual light in the dark curtain sky, and it is impossible to see the "wind direction of the Three Realms".

Mo Xie has been hiding in the "Three Realms River Basin" for 20 years, at the beginning just to avoid the changes in the "Three Realms Wind Direction", who knows that a thorn condensed, and it was 20 spring and autumn.

Last night, Mo Xie and Miao Meng resigned, Miao Meng and other disciples wanted to return to the Holy Domain with him, Mo Xie thought twice, and after Miao Meng broke through the sixth order of condensation, he took all the disciples back to the "Wasteland Holy City" first, and then sneaked back to the Holy Land after Mo Xie Jingxin.

In fact, Mo Ye is even more worried about the black hand behind the collapse of the Ethereal Peak, the mysterious force does not appear, and the Halloween are just sheep in the mouth of the tiger. Of course, Miao Meng knew the danger of this matter, back then, Miao Meng took eighty-one disciples to run errands in the border city of the Holy Domain, and got the master Zhongxian Wanli to pass the book, and hurriedly took the disciples to escape into the "wasteland" to avoid the mysterious suppression, otherwise it would be safe for a thousand years.

Miao Meng and other disciples said goodbye to Mo Xie with tears, and after discussing several important matters, Mo Xie stayed and got a large number of insect bags and plant bags from the "Ten Thousand Souls Desolate Tomb". Leave the "Three Realms River Basin".

Sure enough, as Miao Meng said, now the "Three Realms Grass Domain" has become very bizarre, and it is impossible to distinguish what is in the domain from the "Three Realms Wind Direction".

The Miao League had attacked this domain several times, but was forced back by countless bloody evil qi, because the evil qi was too heavy, Miao Meng was afraid of causing casualties to his disciples, so he had to quit the army. But if you want to enter the "Mangyu Holy City", this road is the shortest. If you enter the "Zerg Grass Domain" or "Plant Grass Domain", it will take more than ten years. From the ghostly "Three Realms Grass Domain", take the "Three Realms Flower Domain" to the "Three Realms Pass", and enter the customs to the "Wasteland Path", which is close to the "Wasteland Holy City".

Mo Evil God is aware of the "Three Realms Grass Domain", in the rising morning light, there are thousands of miles of waves, the night wind has long stopped, the green grass branches are erect, flowing with milky white dewdrops, like the night dew brings down the stars in the sky, falling in the seven-colored glow, flashing with pearl shadows, scattering the morning breath.

Mo Xie stared for a long time, and he couldn't see clearly what the Grass Domain was, Miao Meng said that it was the "Holy Clan Grass Domain" hundreds of years ago, and he didn't know when it became so weird.

The blue light flashed, and Mo Xie lightly stepped onto the grass domain. The forbidden slave followed behind Mo Xie, carrying the red-haired stone chain crystal hammer, stretching out his head and brain, and tiptoeing. He said in a low voice: "Master, it's so weird, you listen to the grass shaking."

A trembling voice trembled and thinner in the air, so thin that there was no sound, only a little pearl of grass tips, flashing with a few shocks. Mo Xie spied on the Great Perfection of Auditory Divine Sense, this little sound was louder than the sound of thunder, like a heavy thunder rolling, condensing the cold and killing aura, hiding on the grass domain, and the cold evil qi flowed under his feet.

Mo Xie clearly sensed that the evil qi was not condensed by the grass itself, but seemed to be transmitted from afar. With the light of the morning sun shining on the tip of the grass, waves hit.

"Xue Nu, your 'Thousand Colds and One Blue' should be useful!" Mo Ye slowly fled, hiding behind him and forbidding the slave.

The forbidden slave hehehe

A circle of white and transparent cold waves spread from the dots falling from the chain crystal hammer to the four domains, and the vast blue and thousands of miles of emerald color were hung with a layer of crystal white frost spots, and the jade of grass tips and crystals fell. In an instant, the green grass took a cold bath, turned into ice grass, and became frosty and snowy for ten miles.

The snow flashed, and the shadow of a bare tree was frozen in the shimmer of frost and snow, and the leaves had fallen off, leaving only the bare trunk, like a weather-beaten old sage, his face was covered with unyielding wrinkles. A thick trunk had been broken, leaving a scorched scar, black and miserable with square charcoal scales, and there seemed to be a red fire mark in the depths of the scale ditch.

On the scorched dead branches, there stood a blood-colored phantom, a bloody corrugated armor, flowing waves of blood, and the blood waves were scattered with a trace of blood, and the red cheeks were condensed with blood-crystal eyes, staring at the forbidden slave hiding in the air.

The blood-colored phantom was on a scimitar like a bloody saw, and the curved tooth tips were flashing with drops of blood, dripping clotted fat, the color was like purple pills, like dry blood that had been condensed for thousands of years, frozen on the tips of the teeth.

The thick neck of the forbidden slave stalks back. "Master, there is really a blood soul hiding in the shadow of the grass."

A long light of the bloody blade swept by with the blood shadow, and with a volley, the blood-colored sawtooth turned into a rotating fire dragon roaring in the sky, and the blood-colored dragon-shaped light fell into the air.

The forbidden slave grinned with ice lips, pouted a mouthful of white teeth, as if comparing with the blood teeth, the red-haired stone chain crystal hammer in his hand, and rolled a few times in the blood-red airspace, draped in red hair several zhang long, staring at blood-red withered eyes, with large white flower teeth, and the skeleton's mouth sprayed a tongue of fire several feet, biting towards the blood-colored dragon-shaped light. (To be continued......)