"Lou Protector, inform the young master of the Green Ruiguan Sect that Jing Xunfa can't withstand the punishment, and the three whips have turned into a soul." A faint soft sound came from the carved pavilion.

A sixth-order saint priest's face jumped, and his divine sense glanced at the carved small building. I secretly cried out in my heart. "It's as simple as that, how can you say that this Jing Lou is also a holy city patrol, wearing a holy cloud suit, and if you say that you will be killed, you will be killed, and it is not easy to explain"!

Lou Xi sighed, so he had to bite the bullet and fly towards Lurui Island.

Qin Ji strengthened several soundproof screens and shields, snuggled into Mo Ye's arms, and stared at Mo Ye's face with shocked eyes. "Evil, how did you do it?"

Mo Xie hugged Qin Ji and said with divine sense. "It's all some escape spells, I don't have any skills, so I let those great sages capture and kill them a long time ago."

Of course, Qin Ji understood that Mo Xie had made a lot of trouble in the Holy Realm Wanyun Cave, Desire Heart Cave, Botu Mountain, Longying Cave, etc., as long as Mo Ye had been there. Especially in Longying Cave, he also stole the treasure of the incarnation realm, and the medicine saint son shouted to arrest him in the holy realm.

"Ji'er, why did you come to Lurui Pass, and what kind of envoy did you become in Holy Soul City?" Mo Xie didn't explain too much, Qin Ji's identity was too mysterious.

Holy Soul City, Mo Xie listened to Piaofang's divine sense when he was at the Ethereal Peak, it was a mysterious city that only the Great Sage of the Incarnation Realm could go to, how could Qin Ji get involved with this ghost city.

"Evil, I am taking you back to Holy Soul City on the orders of the City Lord of Holy Soul City." Qin Ji hugged Mo Ye and said with tears streaming down her face.

Mo Ye was so shocked that he almost didn't scold his mother. What's the matter? When did you offend the Holy Soul City Lord again? A Medicine Holy Son, and a ghostly shadow, and now there is another Holy Soul City Lord. Mo Ye's head was big, swollen and swollen with pain, his face gradually turned slightly pale, and the green tendons on his delicate face jumped slightly. "Ji'er, I know why."

Qin Ji shook his head. "I don't know, the city lord ordered me to take you back to Holy Soul City."

Qin Ji came to his lips. Swallowed it back, Qin Ji had too much to say, and was afraid that Mo Ye would not be able to bear it, so he swallowed it back into his stomach.

"Ji'er, the four Sages outside are also from Holy Soul City?" Mo Ye felt that the problem was not as simple as Qin Ji said.

"The four are cultivators of the Sixth Order Sage, and they are all registered disciples of the Holy Soul City Lord." Qin Ji said.

"This. Ji'er, let's run away together?" Mo Xie was anxious, and brought out his housekeeping skills in one go. Seeing Qin Ji's eyes, he stared.

Qin Ji has been cultivating under the command of the Holy Soul City Lord for decades, and has seen dozens of Incarnation Realm Great Saints. There are a lot of strange spells, and it is the first time I have seen such a complete escape technique as Mo Ye.

"Ji'er, don't be scared, you first cultivate the 'Phantom', escape from the Green Rui Pass, let's go away to the city, and then practice other spells." Mo Xie engraved the "Phantom Technique", urging Qin Ji to cultivate immediately.

Qin Ji held the Gong Transmission Stone. Gently pressed between the eyebrows, and was instantly shocked by the bizarre expression of "phantom technique". What a wonderful spell.

In the dead of night, the hazy night fog hits, and there is silence everywhere. Only under the dark shadow of the trees, the ghosts of the four holy bodies wandered in the hazy moonlight, turning tirelessly.

The piano was broken one by one, and it came slowly. Endless worries, with a hint of desolation, hit my heart. The four-body ghost finally stopped wandering, and he was used to hearing it for more than ten years. The sound of the piano could not be heard in the middle of the night, and the four sages did not dare to cultivate.

The dim and gloomy gray-yellow moonlight gradually slanted westward, scattering a slightly trembling ghostly light, slowly hiding in a dark cloud, and the sky was dark. "Ask the Dharma Protector, from tomorrow, I will practice for several years, and the matter of finding the Broken Heart River will be handed over to you."

In the shadow of the night, a bearded saint was stunned. "Qin Ji, you have reached the bottleneck so quickly"?

When Qin Ji left Holy Soul City twenty years ago, he had just broken through the fourth order of the solid root, and in such a short period of time, it was unimaginable to break through the fifth order of the solid root.

The sound of the piano is intermittent, like a murmuring water, shallow and low, poignant, like dew dripping into the water. Mo Ye sat by the stone piano and sweated profusely, and for a while he played the strings that did not flow.

Qin Ji sat on the stone bed on the pink velvet embroidered silk quilt, constantly changing her fingers. Before Qin Ji cultivated, in order to reassure the four sages, Qin Ji would hold the qin until dawn every night in order to reassure the four sages. gave Mo Xie a silk paper book brought from the puppet realm and asked him to play the qin on his behalf.

In the early morning, the carved building was silent, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. The green shadow of the verdant laurel leaves swayed, and the morning light shined through the sparse leaves, speckled on the blades of grass. The dew melted into fog under the morning sun, and Xu'er condensed in the moonlight. I don't know how many times the sun and the moon alternate.

Boom, the yellow light in the carved small building is staggered, and the yellow auspicious clouds slowly rise from Mo Ye's head. Qin Ji slowly opened her apricot eyes and looked at Mo Xie's head with a smile and roaring yellow clouds. The clouds scattered and gathered, gently hitting the yellow lightning of the debut, like a rattan whip dancing angrily, whipping the heavy turbid air all over the sky. The thicker it gathers, the lower the pressure, and suddenly tears out a line of light.

Mo Ye's whole body muscles and bones were misaligned in the rolling thunder. Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of Mo Ye's white and greasy skin, and the bones that shone with white light were reflected clearly.

Qin Ji was not the slightest bit stunned, the evil child entered the late stage of the solid root realm and the bone consolidation period, and the poor bones of the puppet tire underwent a qualitative change, once the transformation was successful, Mo Xie would reach the state where the bones were continuous and the soul was immortal.

Swirling air waves swirled out from Mo Ye's body in circles. Qin Ji felt that the aura of thousands of miles instantly formed a powerful cyclone.

Ah——。h Outside the carved attic, the four cultivators exclaimed in surprise, and fled into the sky without a life, the cloud clothes on their bodies made a trembling tearing sound, and the black hair that was tied up seemed to be pulled, crackling and breaking, and the black broken hair in the sky swirled into the cyclone, and flew away like a sword.

The four cultivators of the cultivation sage hugged their heads and scurried, the four sages did not expect that Qin Ji's divine consciousness would become so ghostly, breaking through the realm and actually attracting the aura of thousands of miles of heaven and earth, and the divine consciousness formed a spatial twisting force, which could tear apart the living sage. If it weren't for the Nian Yun Suit, the four Sages would have twisted like hair.

Mo Xie floated in the narrow space of the carved small building, his face was peaceful, and the yellow clouds floating above his head were rolling on the writhing aura whirlpool, and the yellow clouds not only did not inhale the aura whirlpool, but gradually rose. Dark clouds instantly covered the sky over Lurui Island, and black clouds pressed the airspace, rolling, rushing, and spreading from all directions. The dark clouds bordered the yellow edges, and they became denser and denser, and the gray island was overwhelmed.

Millions of Sages watched in amazement at the rolling thunderclouds. Whispering. "Who is breaking through, and how is it so shocking"?

In the heart of Lurui Island, a magnificent hall made of crystalline stones, a white dragon-like crystal disk zigzags around the airspace, and the rolling river on the crystal disk roars in the wind, and thousands of huge waves crash into the sky. A jade-faced, white-haired old saint and dozens of Qi Condensing Sixth-Order Sages stood in front of the Broken Heart Great Array, looking around at the ten thousand islands on the Broken Heart River.

The jade-faced old saint's gaze locked on the cloud-curdling green island, and then raised his head to the dark and dreary sky. "Lian'er, who breaks through"?

Zong Lian, who had been waiting on the side early, hurriedly stepped forward. "Holy Father, it's Qin Ji, the special envoy of Holy Soul City. He has not left Baihuayuan for five years, nor has he been found in Hongqiao."

"It's her, a small realm, how can she have such divine sense." The jade-faced old saint raised his eyebrows slightly, staring intently at the ethereal whirlpool on Lurui Island. This vortex is thousands of miles long, what kind of divine consciousness can be so domineering, attracting thousands of miles of heaven and earth aura. Five Hundred Miles, the Great Perfection of Divine Consciousness, and the face of the jade-faced old saint became a little blue, and the fourth-order saint of Gugen had such a divine sense, which was against the sky.

"Lian'er. Prepare a generous gift, the envoy breaks through the realm, and I want to meet in person." Wisps of red light flashed in the eyes of the jade-faced old saint, and the Holy Realm had never heard of such a divine senser. There must be something strange in it.

The silent clouds spit out a dazzling and tragic fire, and the thunder rang out, and the mountains on the island echoed for a long time. When the thunder stopped, a slender zigzag electric sword plunged straight down. There were no thick black clouds at the front. A skeleton of white light jumped into the terrifying sparkling electric sparks.

Crackling, 10,000 zigzag earthworm lightning shuttled on the snow-white skeleton, as if lying on the stomach countless electric worms. The mouth of the snort bit the crystal smooth bone surface, and the golden runes stretched out in the thick electric light, deeply engraved. A heart-rending exclamation came out from between the white teeth in the bones.

The jade-faced old saint's face changed, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he stammered. "Yin and Yang are the same body, mutated holy souls".

Zong Lian's face turned red, and then turned white again. I don't know where to put my face, for fifteen years, Zong Lian has been chasing Qin Ji day and day, no matter how attentive he is, all he gets is a cold face. Zong Lian never gave up, but was full of confidence, Qin Ji did not leave the Hundred Flowers Courtyard for five years, and Zong Lian watched for five years.

Today, Zong Lian knew why he was coldly treated, the "Yin and Yang Body" is a mutated race in the Holy Realm, completely hidden in the vast Holy Realm, and is rarely known by the Saint. The "Yin and Yang" sage has a two-sided temperament, a dual temperament, and a very strange combat power. This kind of mutated saint can't double cultivate with a saint at all.

The jade-faced old saint sighed. "No wonder there is such a divine consciousness, yin and yang complement each other, and the divine consciousness overlaps."

The jade-faced old saint had never seen a "yin and yang" sage, but he had only talked about it when he heard the holy clan's great power chatting. Qin Ji is the fourth order of solid roots, the refining period of the solid root realm has passed, and now that he has broken through the fifth order of solid roots and entered the solid essence stage, how can there still be a refining body.

The jade-faced old saint didn't think about it, and contacted the strange news of the Holy Realm, Qin Ji once again forged his body and bones, and found a reasonable explanation for his thousands of miles of divine sense. Poof, the jade-faced old saint spat at the mouthful. For this kind of monster that is not yin or yin, yang or yang, female or female, male or male, it is really impossible to see it, and the jade-faced old saint who was originally excited turned his mouth to the back of his head.

"Lian'er, don't prepare, you don't have to go to slimy monsters in the future." The jade-faced old saint actually slapped this karma to death in front of dozens of Qi Condensing Sages.

Zong Lian's face was as red as a boiled shrimp skin, and he was so ashamed that he really wanted to burrow into the cracks in the ground. With the Holy Father's vicious words, a layer of ice condensed on his red face, and he replied coldly. "In accordance with the Father's commandment."

After Zong Lian finished speaking, his eyes were dark, the sky was spinning, and he fell to the ground. The jade-faced old saint glanced at his divine sense and stopped several disciples. Zong Lian lay on his stomach in the airspace for a while, slowly got up, calmed down, and said dementedly. "In accordance with the Father's commandment."

The body swayed, and flew out of the green stamen hall lightly, and two lines of hot tears flowed down. The jade-faced old saint sighed, how could he not know the infatuation of the Holy Son Sect. "Yu'er, go and accompany your holy brother." (To be continued......)