The tiger-backed old saint looked at Mo Xie with a smile, twisting his long fluttering beard and smiling. Gently grabbed Mo Xie's stunned hand and pulled it hard over his head. Ning Xiao's dark and shiny eyes bent into crescents, and his face bloomed red, overflowing with satisfied pleasure. "Ladies and gentlemen, let us witness the birth of another warrior in the past 100 years."

The tiger-backed old saint grabbed the crystal card on the crystal plate and pressed it fiercely on Mo Ye's raised palm.

A wisp of red smoke rose, and the crystal card flashed a peak shadow.

The old saint on the back of the tiger didn't look at it, and the hand holding the crystal card flickered, and the crystal card with the red light dimmed was divided into two.

A crystal plate fell on the crystal disk. The tiger-backed old saint grinned unclosely, held up another crystal card and Mo Ye's hand, walked to the high crystal platform, and pulled the half-stupid Mo Ye to his feet.

"Hahaha, ladies and gentlemen, this year's 'Ghost Day' is to encourage the above sages to report the 'Void Yin Valley'. The lord of this valley received the holy decree of the head of the Yi family. Those who come back from the valley, whether they are not void yin, can get the Yi family surname crystal card, enter our family name, and other rewards will remain the same." The old saint with the tiger's back raised his arrogant face, and looked at the sages with a smile in his eyes.

The hundreds of hesitant sages under the crystal platform gradually stirred, talking with each other, but they didn't dare to make a loud noise, and some ghostly voices fell into Mo Ye's ears. "If you can come back alive, you can say it, what's the use of the family name."

Mo Xie had been standing there silently in embarrassment, letting the tiger-backed old saint fiddle, slanting his mouth and smiling bitterly, wanting to scold his mother but not daring. The tiger-backed old saint was too close to him, hand in hand, body to body, afraid that if he scolded, the tiger-backed old saint could immediately sense it, so he had to grin and be in harmony.

The face of the tiger-backed old saint swept a layer of gloom, and it was erased by a smile in a flash. "If you don't want to sign up, you can leave, there are still outstanding people in my holy area who dare to enter the sea and fight ghosts, what is the 'Ghost Festival'. 'Halloween' is a festival for those who want to become strong in the Holy Land. For example, this great saint with great courage believes that this saint will become the leader of my holy realm, and he is not comparable to such rats like you."

"This holy friend holds the crystal card and reports to the Void Yin Temple in three days." The tiger-backed old saint snorted coldly at the sages who were whispering in the audience, and took Mo Ye's hand with a smile, signaling to the Dharma inspectors around him.

Three law-patrolling people hurriedly walked over. "Take the holy priest to the void to rest, so that you can be entertained."

A fierce wave of divine consciousness squeezed into Mo Ye's sea of consciousness at the same time. "Holy Friend, the Void Yin Crystal Card has been printed with the information of the Holy Friend, and you can't leave the Pioneer City at will, if you go out of the city, your bones will be shattered by the defensive array. Don't blame the lord of the valley for not warning you."

Mo Xie had already become restrained, and then he was tight, and he couldn't understand what name he had reported in a daze, this was a festival, how could he seem to play with his life?

Mo Xie glanced at the other "Void Yin Crystal Card" that fell on the crystal disk, and really wanted to catch it, but in the eyes of hundreds of pairs of condensing qi realms. Mo Xiana had the courage to follow the three law-patrolling people with their backs and bears on their backs to get off the crystal platform.

The three law inspectors seemed to be courteous, but they always felt that the three cold qi were condensed with murderous intent in the cuffs of their robes, and it seemed that Mo Xie had quietly made a move. will hit a lethal attack.

Mo Xie's head is this wood! This day he slipped into the traps that seemed to be designed for him, and one thing happened one after another, and before Mo Xie could figure out what was going on with this one thing, he became a prisoner.

A few sounds of hope fell. Mo Xie followed the three Dharma inspectors to the ancient building with towering and high floors. Quaint, concise, rich in one of the unique charm, subtle show, mysterious and elegant. The green pine brushes the eaves and hugs. The jade fence lingers around the masonry.

Hundreds of sages dressed gorgeously and elegantly went in and out, the high entrance hall, the magnificent stone building, the carved arched windows, and the flying corners of the stone cypress, showing grace and luxury, at a glance, you can know that this is not a place for ordinary sages to enter.

As soon as the three Dharma Inspectors landed in front of the ancient building, hundreds of Slender Sages hurriedly knelt down and bowed.

"This is a saint who participated in the Ghost Festival in the Mixed Yin Valley, and he is good at taking care of it, if there is any mistake, you can accompany him into the Mixed Yin Valley." Before the words of the Dharma Inspector fell, hundreds of Slender Sages turned pale with fright, and the white and tender ones were all transparent, and white pulp condensed.

The first few Qi Condensing Sages who only bowed but did not kneel turned embarrassed, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Yes, Dharma Patrol Envoy."

The three law patrol envoys let go of Mo Ye and left the virtual stack in a leisurely manner. Several Qi Condensing Sages smiled at Mo Ye. "Holy friends, please come into the stack to rest, and if you have any requirements, please command."

Mo Xie is a little overly blindsided now, and he can't understand why he fell into the cage. With a calm face, he followed the five Qi Condensing Sages without knowing anything, and there were hundreds of Slender Sages behind him, and one by one the shocks swept over Mo Ye from time to time, making Mo Ye like a thorn supporting his spine, extremely uncomfortable.

"What is the 'Halloween' of a few holy friends?" Mo Ye didn't care about something, but now he had to ask.

Several Qi Condensing Sages walked through the stone path paved with black hedrons, their mirror-like shadows shining in the black sun. The face that had not disappeared sank, and the light seemed to be black. "Holy friends, we only have to receive the sages who enter the valley, and we don't know what the 'Halloween' is."

Mo Ye's face also darkened, this was angry. Purple lips twitched a few times. "What are the 'Void Yin Valley' of the Holy Friends"?

The faces of the several condensers reflected the black pearl light, and they became even more entangled. He said in a deep voice: "Holy friends, we only serve the sages who enter the valley, and we don't know what the 'Void Yin Valley' is."

"This". Mo Ye's face was completely blackened into the background color of the pot, and it never faded for a long time. It seems that the rough breath coming out of the nose has been blackened. With a black face, he followed the saints into a delicate stone villa with a rural style scattered among the verdant trees.

"Can a holy friend take a bath"?

Mo Yebai stunned his eyes and snorted. The faces of several saints softened.

"Shall a holy friend be with me"?

Mo Xie pursed his lips, and then snorted again. The faces of several Sages softened.

"Can you ask for holy food"?

Mo Xie was so angry that he shook his head and shouted angrily: "Don't say anything I want to know, I don't want to fuck everything I don't want, get out!

Several of the Sages smiled. "The saint is friendly and cultivates, just say whatever you want."

The veil hung low, and only Mo Ye's lonely figure was left in the hazy atmosphere. The sandalwood rose from the two tall silver carved trees, and a few small white lotus flowers burst on the canopy, slightly opening with a faint fragrance, and the building was silent, leaving only the figure of Mo Ye confused.

"Tomb Saint Friend, you are really amazing, you have all mixed into the Void Yin Valley." When Mo Xie was depressed and wanted to die, there was a singing and laughing voice behind him.

Mo Xie was stunned for a moment, two big red flowers bloomed on his face, and he almost burst into tears with excitement. Hurriedly turned around. "Huai Shengyou is really haunted, you can find it wherever I go."

I saw that on the finely carved jade-inlaid tooth bed covered by brocade, Huai Xiaopan sat on a large brocade quilt, sniffing the small sachet hanging on the curtain hook with his nose, grinning and snorting with a terrible mouth, as if he was about to sneeze with a faint fragrance.

As soon as Huai Xiao raised his hand, the pig hummed and rubbed his ugly face and sniffed twice. "Tuocheng can't go anywhere without Huai, and it's like this if it's mixed too much."

Mo Xie hurriedly ordered the stone chair and sat in front of the gum, and said with a solemn face: "Huai Shengyou, I can chase you miserably, Mo Ming chased here."

Huai Xiao snorted with a terrible leaky mouth, and he was happy. "Tomb saint friend, you are not chasing miserably, you are chasing your life."

Mo Xie's face darkened, and the sorrow in his heart continued to pour out, and he was so painfully swollen by Huai Xiao's cold words that his chest almost burst. "Holy friend, you are a master of the mixed world, can you tell one or two."

Mo Xie vaguely felt that this unaware Huai Xiao was the "ghost shadow" to be caught in Tuocheng. It seems that he is the only one who can tell the truth.

Huai Xiao glanced at the confused airspace, as if he was thinking about how to tell, and his blurred eyes gradually wandered away. A long sigh. "Halloween is a good festival, but the Valley of Void Yin is not a good valley."

Mo Xie frowned, holding his breath and waiting for Huai Xiao's next words. Half an hour passed, Mo Ye's eyes were sour, and his ass sat on the stone chair as if he was sitting on a needle, he really couldn't sit still, he couldn't afford to wait. "Why did Huai Shengyou say this".

Huai Xiao's face seemed to freeze, blooming withering, burning with indifference, and entwining with frost and ice. Mo Ran said. "It's still early, I still have to go to work."

The figure flashed, and disappeared like a ghost in front of Mo Ye's eyes. Mo Xie hurriedly let go of his divine sense to find Huai Xiao's figure, and swept through the hundred-mile city with his knowledge, and couldn't help sweating on his cheeks. "Huai Xiao's good concealment technique is not 'Escape Wood Technique', nor is it 'Escape Stone Technique', is it 'Escape Technique' and 'Escape Technique'?"

The reason why Mo Xie was able to escape from the pursuit of the law patrol was that he used the "Escape Wood Technique" and the "Escape Stone Technique", and the ancient trees in the streets and alleys of Tuocheng were towering to the sky, and the stone buildings were everywhere. If you want to escape, there is really no sage who can stop Mo Xie. But if you want to break into the "defensive array", that's another way of saying it.

Mo Evil Escape Technique is obviously different from Huai Xiao, Huai Xiao is like a ghost, and he disappears when he says no. It is obviously not a technique such as "Escape Wood Technique" and "Escape Stone Technique".

"Ghost Shadow". A pig-killing howl rang out in the void, and a count of cross-lightning bolts pierced the sky, clattering and popping. Instead, the sound of scolding disappeared with the scream of the spell, and the street outside the void stack became chaotic and quiet, and the breathing of all the saints stopped. Only a few clicks remained.

Mo Xie gritted his teeth fiercely, and scolded in his heart: "I have to fall into the ditch sooner or later."

The blue light flashed in the building, and several Qi Condensing Sages fled in with gloomy faces. glanced at Mo Ye, who was sitting on the bed meditating, his brows formed pimples, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak and stopped. Turn around and leave the building.

Mo Xie's eyes moved in his eyelids, and his divine consciousness swept into the battle shadow crystal platform. "Swallow thunder, this matter has to be handed over to you." (To be continued......)