The night became cold, the morning light was tempting, the curling smoke rose in the night, and the city was so quiet that you could hear the flow of fog.

The void stack "Zhenshen Xi" flashed a clear light, and the four figures escaped out of the light gate, stayed less than half inhaled, and fled to the Tuocheng Palace.

Dozens of hundreds of Sages' eyes trembled. After a long time, he muttered in a low voice. "See, the valley lord and the young master are holding hands."

"I want to die! That's the valley lord holding the young master's hand, which means that the valley lord won the eight-day battle." Another saint had tears in his excited eyes. It's not easy for the valley master, it's been nearly two thousand years, and the young master has finally been defeated.

The morning light was hazy, as if through layers of mist, scattered and deserted. The pale night lanterns make people feel desolate, and what they can see is no longer the crystal light like water, but the morning fog and the cool night.

Standing in the clouds of the "Cloud Piercing Station" like a monster lying in the morning light, in the light breeze blowing, rolling up the sweeping layer of figures, tens of thousands of sages wearing ghost masks, looking up at the sky, last night's carnival in a ray of morning light to wipe the sky, under the dim light on the bustling streets, reflecting only a pair of anxious eyes and a ghost mask.

Reaching out to touch the faint morning light, it was a phantom that could not save the black ink, and tens of thousands of ghost eyes waited silently. Several crystals of light flew from the far sky, like shooting stars across the dawn, with a ray of morning light, a touch of gray sky.

Hundreds of fireworks rushed to fly up the black ink sky, like a hundred flowers blooming beautiful petals. Countless fireworks dotted the clear gray night sky, and instantly unfolded beautiful wreaths in the sky, full of colors, with a few "wow". The Ghost-Faced Sages, who had been silent for a long time, cheered, shouting hoarsely in their voices that had become hoarse all night, and shouting the ghostly trumpets in unison.

Qingguang paused, the hoarse trumpet, and the boiling holy group fell silent. It was as if countless brushes were shoved into the throat at the same time. The bustling streets are immersed in the windy morning twilight, and cheerful songs are roaring from the wild. It became as quiet as a backwater.

On the sky with scattered stars. There were four figures. Although the two ugly saints were ugly, they were not surprised, and what surprised them was that the young master Yi Shen and the valley master Yi Nan stood hand in hand in the airspace. The face was a little plain, there was no trace of a smile, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be a little more impatient. The only difference is that the two Great Sages of the Yi Family have a black pupil in the center of their eyebrows, which is faintly shining with a ghostly light.

The ugly old saint took a step forward. With the teeth of the ghost's smile, the divine consciousness is a circle of silent saints. After two sounds, he cleared his throat and said as if singing: "Yi Shen, the young master of the Yi family, and Yi Nan, the master of the Mixed Yin Valley, have decided to explore the Mixed Yin Valley together."

The sound of Huai Xiao lingered. I thought that tens of thousands of saints would rejoice, but for some reason there was no sound, and the faces of tens of thousands of saints behind the masks were tangled together. I whispered in my heart: "How is this possible"?

"Open the Chaos Yin Valley Teleportation Array". Huai Xiao shouted.

The clear aura squeezed out of the dark airspace, and the clear and shining vertical cracks opened the aura like a starry light when it was sucked open, like a star field in the night sky reflected in the halo.

Yi Shen and Yi Nan followed Mo Xie without saying a word, and escaped into the teleportation light gate. Huai Xiao let out two sounds. "The Lord of Yi Nan Valley is eager to win, and the annual congratulatory message will be exempted."

Huai Xiao then escaped into the light gate, and the light gradually closed. Only a pair of confused eyes and buzzing ears were left. After a long time, the Sage whispered: "It's incredible, report the family master."

Mo Xie and the other holy gods flickered, and it was pitch black in front of them. The light of dawn seemed to be swallowed up by black ink, and a gloomy and wild aura rushed to the face. Looking at the four domains, it is like falling into an ink jar, and you can't see the shadow of the mountain or the shape of the tree. You can smell the budding flowers, but you can't see where the flowers are.

Mo Xie hurriedly took out the night crystal stone and pinched it gently, a hundred zhang of crystal light. It lit up less than a foot and seemed to be suppressed by the surrounding ink and could not release a halo.

Hiss! Mo Xie took a deep breath of cold air, what a ghostly mixed yin valley. Echoes rang out. "Lord of the Inan Valley-".

Yi Nan pulled the black skin. "Mo Shengyou, the first day of ten years in the Mixed Yin Valley, the morning of the ninth year, now it is the period of the morning and brightness, the light can shine on the zhangxu, if it is any other time, the light ruler can not be released."

Mo Ye was a little confused, so how to enter the valley, could he touch it like a blind man. Yi Nan shook his head impatiently, he didn't know how to get in. Although he is the owner of the "Mixed Yin Valley", he has never entered the Mixed Yin Valley. It was impossible to peep into this valley at all, and only after nine years of clarity, the "Mixed Yin Valley" showed a black shadow. to teleport into the valley.

Mo Xie learned from Huai Xiao's mouth that if you want to break through the realm of condensing qi, you must inhale the three qi of yin and yang, and if you want to break through the realm of condensing qi, you must have the help of yin and yang. Those who get it can break through.

The breakthrough of the condensation realm is not so simple, there are many variables, inhaling the qi of the void yin can refine the fire of yang incineration, inhaling the qi of mixed yin can refine the fire of yin embers, inhaling the qi of pure yang can refine the fire of yin and cold, inhaling the qi of void yang can refine the fire of yang, inhaling the qi of mixed yang can refine the fire of yang burning, and inhaling the qi of pure yang can refine the fire of yang incineration.

The refining of these six Yin and Yang fires is amazing, not only the magic and the holy weapon are so simple, the yin and fire are fused, the yang and the fire are combined, and the yin and yang fire are symbiotic, and the magical combat power that can be generated is not something that the saints of the Condensation Realm can experience, and it is rumored that if the two fires of yin and yang are refined together, they can be endless. But it is not easy to get the two fires of yin and yang together, nine times out of ten they will be cremated into fire, and even the soul will not be able to escape.

In order to obtain infinite combat power, few great sages use one of the three qi of yin and yang to break through to the sixth order of condensation, it is too sad, they can get a wisp of yin and yang fire, and it is good to say that if they are refined, it is conceivable that the combat power can be imagined, I am afraid that a sage who refines two kinds of yin and yang and three fires in the first order of condensation can easily beat such a sixth-order great sage of condensation.

The Great Sage of the Condensation Realm collected the Yin and Yang Fire for these four domains, which could be exchanged and refined. Once he gets the help of refining the fire of yin and yang, he will kill all directions like a tiger with wings. If you can refine the three fires of yin and yang, it is not difficult to resist the sage of the incarnation realm, and if you can assimilate the two fires of yin and yang, I am afraid that the sage of the incarnation realm will have to avoid a hundred miles when he sees it.

Mo Xie didn't want to enter the "Mixed Yin Valley", because Mo Xie had already occasionally obtained the Yin Burning Fire, and his combat power had increased by one level, coupled with his Thousands of Miles of Divine Sense and "Open Heaven Poke Shadow", Mo Xie thought that the second and third orders of battle condensation were not a problem.

But Mo Xie thought of the Yin Ember and Yin Cold Primordial Fire in the black battle armor, and his heart throbbed again, this mixed Yin Qi seemed to be bound to be obtained, how to say that when he broke through the second order of condensation qi, he also had to try whether he could refine the Yin Ember Primordial Fire.

The Mo Evil God recognized the inky black valley domain, and couldn't understand why this domain was called "Chaoyin Valley", could it really be a valley. So where does the chaotic yin qi come from?

Huai Xiao said: "The qi of the void yin is that yang is hot, yin is cold, yang wins is hot, and yin wins is cold." Heavy cold is hot, and heavy heat is cold. Therefore, the qi of the void yin is cold."

"The qi of mixed yin is black for yin, light for yang, yang for light, and yin for fog. The fog is returned to the form, the form is attributed to the air, the thick fog is yin, and the thin is the yang of yin. The thick qi is yang, and the thin is the yin of yang, so the qi mixed with yin is black mist."

"The pure yin qi is the accumulation of yang for the sky and the accumulation of yin for the earth. Yin is quiet and yang is restless, yang gives birth to yin and grows, and yang kills yin and hides. Yang is formed and yin is formed. Therefore, the clear yang is the sky, and the turbid yin is the earth. Therefore, the pure yin qi is gloomy."

Mo Ye stared at the black gel-like valley, and couldn't help but shudder a little in his heart. This black should be fog, condensing an icy chill, not the cold of the cold, but more chilling than the cold, the cold is silent, tasteless, invisible, like the wind. And this kind of mist mixed with yin, like silk, like wisps, like invisible and shadowy, like condensed and heavy, like cold condensation, scraping skin and shaving bones.

"Mo Shengyou, it seems that the Mixed Yin Valley is beyond the reach of eyesight, and can only be locked with divine sense, I don't know how far my friend can reach?" Huai Xiao asked with a frown.

A ray of crystal light flashed in Mo Ye's eyes. "Yi Shen and Yi Nan, the two holy friends, don't know how far they can see."

Yi Shen's arrogant face wiped a wisp of aura. "Fifty zhang".

Although it was only three words, his voice was full of pride, and he squinted at Yi Nan, who was majestic with tiger eyes on his side, and snorted lightly in his nose.

Yi Nan looked ashamed, and his voice seemed to stick to his throat. "Forty-nine zhang".

Mo Ye's eyes were focused on light, no wonder Yi Nan would lose the position of the young master, it turned out that Yi Shen was ten miles stronger than Yi Nan's divine sense, but Mo Xie couldn't understand how Yi Nan's four hundred and ninety miles of divine consciousness was refined, and how to add layers to divine consciousness would not appear "nine".

Huai Xiao's eyes rolled, waiting for Mo Xie to answer. Mo Xie shook his head. "Sixty zhang. How about the Holy Friend of Huai"?

Huai Xiao smiled, and the corners of his mouth pulled black lips. "Sixty-six zhang".

Mo Ye almost didn't bite his tongue, and his mouth was sour. The Holy Realm God is 666 miles for the Great Perfection, and he can peek into the domain of thousands of miles. Sixty-six zhang? That is to say, Huai Xiao is six miles away from the Great Perfection, how far can such a divine sense peep in?

Mo Xie thinks that the Holy Realm of Divine Consciousness is unparalleled, but it is just refining the "Enlightenment Pearl" and the flower marrow to obtain the Divine Consciousness Energy Element, and he has already refined it into the Great Perfection of Divine Consciousness. If there is no "Enlightenment Pearl", Mo Evil Divine Consciousness can only be in four hundred and eighty miles, and Yi Nan's Divine Sense is ten miles stronger than him.

Yi Shen and Yi Nan's faces were cloudy, ugly saints, Yi Shen had seen them hundreds of times, and they could recognize the shadow even if they turned to ashes. Yi Shen suspected that Huai Xiao was a "ghost shadow". Six hundred and sixty miles of divine consciousness, Yi Shen stuck out his tongue, no wonder Yi Shen couldn't catch the shadow of the "ghost shadow". With such a powerful divine sense, Yi Shen didn't wait to let go of his divine sense, and the ghost shadow had already discovered Yi Shen a hundred miles away.

Yi Shen's face turned red and white, and he looked at Huai Xiao, who was close at hand, and really wanted to reach out and grab the ugly monster and tear it into flesh and bones. But the hand was locked to Yi Nan's wrist with black thorns. When he moved, the sharp thorns pierced his skin, and the consciousness in the sea seemed to be pulled out. (To be continued......)