The trembling laughter of the forbidden slave stopped abruptly, and he smacked his mouth on the branch and spat out a cold breath. "Boss, he stole it, I'll smash him again".

With a bang, the chain crystal hammer pulled back into the airspace, and a cold light flashed. "Boss, tap, my nose".

The two shadows gradually disappeared into the sky, Chixiao's teeth couldn't stop shivering, his hands were shivering coldly, the gray airspace roared wildly with a few wind sounds, Chixiao's face was like a pinprick, cold and piercing. "Ruyi Fan" flashed with a startling light word. "It's scary".

Chixiao shuddered for a few breaths, his eyes flashed with gray shock, and he climbed up the pile of dry bones in a puff of smoke. The two spirits were gone, leaving behind thousands of dry bones. Chixiao put away the "wishful heart" fan and inserted it into the back of his neck. pouted his buttocks, picked up the "three-edged blood-devouring blade", and slashed at the dry bones like cutting melons and vegetables.

The "Three-Bladed Blood Devouring Blade" was really easier than the "Ruyi Will" fan, and the three-bladed light blade rolled among the dry bones, instantly rising several clouds of gray and white bones. Chi Xiaole grabbed the light veil on his face, wiped the sweat fiercely, and put his hand on his shoulder. "Poof, poof", rolling with a three-edged blade.

Behind Chixiao, the fan spike of "wishful thinking" swayed gently, and a pearl of light flashed with jade light in the gray bone, as if it was rolling, as if it was floating, and the ripples of the clear color swayed towards the gray airspace.

Through the crystal water droplets, it is like entering a clean, transparent airspace. Suddenly, a small, watery dew droplet through this crystal clear dew area, and the pearl light was eclipsed, as if it was too deep.

There were four shadows sitting in the shadow of the bead. Mo Ye's black hair was like a waterfall, his expression was peaceful, and he was staring cross-legged in the crystal airspace, his body shining with brilliant brilliance.

On the left sat coriander with bared teeth, staring at two big round eyes, and the thin three-toed claws grabbed the cold crystal, holding it up as if stunned, and the black pupils flashed ghostly shadows. The body of the cicada is infinitely magnified, like a white snake with long legs. Escape by Mo Xie's side.

On the right sits Bing Jiu, with a big head, silver hair, two pairs of bright eyes, a particularly delicate face, a fine little snow robe, and a high edelweiss-like tail. Two pairs of small white hands, hugged in front of their chests. Delicately hiding in the heart of the jade flower, staring intently at a bead shining with a dragon-shaped crystal light in front of him.

Although the dragon balls are transparent, they have a pink luster. Two small forked horns, supported on the shadow of the pink quartz. The pink light flashed from the small dragon horns.

"Mo Shengyou, Ice Spirit Friend, Brother Coriander Dragon, have you thought about it, I will take Brother Coriander to 'Wolong Pond' soul merge, the condition is to help Mo Shengyou enter the condensation qi realm and refine the fire of Yin Ember and Yang Flame. Help the ice spirit friends enter the void essence stage. With the current realm of Ice Spirit. There is nothing you can do to help Mo Shengyou enter the Qi Condensation Realm." The pink dragon horn pearl shines with a tender soft glow.

On the steps of the "Divine Inch" of the Sacred Heart Palace, Mo Xie's crystal eyes flashed with excitement, and he did not hesitate for a moment. The figure flashed with 10,000 points of starlight, and instantly escaped into the aura of black mist.

The cold wind pierced the flesh, and the howling mania rolled the cold, and the pieces of smooth black rocks came. The wind blade rolled countless threads, one by one, one by one. Peeling off the skin, it rolled through the black rocks. The black mist swept away with the sharp edge of the wind blade, filling the ghostly rocky rock.

Mo Xie woke up from a trance, condensing this enchanting space, and there was a slight mixture of voices in the requiem song in the "Evoking Heart Garden". At that time, I only paid attention to the sadness and coldness of the song, and the sound was thorough, but I didn't pay attention to the charm of a few traces in between.

Mo Xie has a strange sense of sound quality, when he fought with the Zerg in Zeng Town, he knew that the "Soul Transformation Technique" was obtained from the strange screams of the insects and ghosts, and he used the "Divine Condensation Technique".

"Ten thousand souls are barren graves, ten plants and nine are difficult to return, a thousand flowers are returned to one corner, and a song is difficult to summon souls." The young master of Lan Wei said this poem in "Evoking the Heart".

Mo Ye's face gradually became solemn. How could it be spread to such a ghost place? Chengying: Big brother, second brother, is it also here?

Mo Xie God recognized this ghostly black stone rock, the stone rock was like crystal, shining with a dark luster, as if it had been polished by the wind blade for thousands of years, smooth as ice, but the grooves were faint. The consciousness swept through and sucked in. "This is what stone will trap the divine sense."

The black battle armor, with a click, covered the Mo Evil Holy Body, a ghostly cold light sword was held in his hand, and Mo Evil walked close to the black stone rock.

Spirit, Mo Ye shivered as if he was frozen. A ghostly divine consciousness instantly locked on Mo Xie. Da, da, da. The grinding sound of fine teeth is terrifying.

A wisp of ghostly and cold divine consciousness tightly locked Mo Xie. The divine consciousness is extremely vicious, shrouded like smoke and mist, sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing. When gathering, Mo Ye felt his heart tremble, and his divine consciousness tensed. When scattered, it is like a cold wind on the face, and the frost hangs on the sideburns.

Mo Evil's heart palpitated, and his vicious and cold divine consciousness was so ghostly, so poisonous, and so familiar. A hundred years ago, Mo Ye Long Ying Cave fled, and this wisp of divine consciousness followed Mo Ye for tens of millions of miles, and only got rid of it when he arrived at the Green Shadow Pass.

Although this wisp of divine consciousness is the same as a hundred years old, Mo Ye has resisted it, not as bone-chilling as it was a hundred years ago. A long sigh came from the distant darkness. "Little holy friend, I haven't seen it for a hundred years, and my divine sense is so strong that I sigh to myself."

A white shadow dressed in fish scale armor stood in the black curtain, with beautiful eyes like meteors, shining cold stars, and arrows that could penetrate the soul. The voice of the soul swayed lightly, as if coming from the wasteland.

Mo Ye's face was solemn, and the white shadow was not a phantom, not a shadow, like an illusion, and erratic. "Dragon Ancestor, a hundred years of tracking, thousands of miles to follow, I don't know what happened."

The voice of the white shadow of the fish scales condensed, and the cold air penetrated through the divine sense. "What's the matter, a hundred years ago, little holy friend, stealing the essence and blood of my dragon clan, kidnapping my dragon disciples, stealing my dragon horns, what do you say I am looking for you?"

Mo Ye's head was like a small broken gong, hissing, and the sound of breaking and killing was dazzling like a broken one, which made Mo Ye dizzy and confused. Listening to the sound of fish scales and white shadows, I was dizzy. "What is the essence blood of the dragon clan! That's something!"

Mo Xie rubbed his painful brain and hollowed out his thoughts, but he never did this. "Long Zu, Mo Xie was stupid back then, but now he is even more clumsy, and he can't remember what Long Zu said."

The white shadow of the fish scales snorted coldly, like a cold cone piercing into the Mo Evil Consciousness Sea, and the cold made the Mo Evil Consciousness Domain half icy. "Remember the 'Cold Blood Ice Crystal'! That's the bloodline of this dragon, where are you hiding?"

Mo Xie jumped a few times in his heart, and it turned out to be "Cold Blood Ice Crystal". "Long Zu, the 'Cold Blood Ice Crystal' has settled in the Cold Crystal Stone Cave of Luoying Mountain, you can go here to find it."

The cold voice of the white shadow of the fish scales gradually slowed down, but the chill did not abate. The sound of the distance, the cold and cold. "I already know about it."

Mo Xie smiled and scolded in his heart: "You know what the hell is you asking me for?"

The white shadow of the fish scales seemed to hear Mo Ye's thoughts, and a sharp light flashed, and slowly retracted. The cold knowledge came. "Coriander, the little saint remembers it more clearly, right?"

Mo Ye was stunned and looked at the white shadow of the fish scales, no! This is also his family, it is just a small worm. "Dragon Ancestor, this thing belongs to my friend Ice Elf, and I have no right to interfere with it."

The white shadow of fish scales, half-squinting at the cold beautiful eyes, nodded. The cold is gone, and the chill is melting. "I already know about it."

Mo Xie grinned, and wanted to scold in his heart, hehe twice. "The dragon horn that Long Zu said is not the forked branch, which is also in the hands of his friend Ice Elf, and Long Zu can discuss it with his friend."

The white shadow of the fish scales roared, almost exploding into a dragon shadow, several dragon-shaped phantoms flew all over the sky, and hundreds of dragon claws and claws were black in the stone domain, flashing claw marks, and the sky was about to be shattered. Dao cold-shaped ice picks hit Mo Ye.

Mo Xie was so frightened that his face changed, this cold cone was too sharp, and as soon as the cold cone appeared, Mo Ye felt that his limbs were frozen in the airspace, and his true qi condensed into ice balls. The cold cone flew halfway, and disappeared in a flash, a huge claw, inlaid with layers of snow-white scale armor, shining with a cold light like a blade, and the tips of the claws with four toes were like a cold light like a starlight, and there was a trembling sound.

Mo Xie felt that his divine consciousness was about to be pulled out by the scale claws, and his painful face trembled like waves. The pain of the chill flashed. A dragon-shaped white shadow shuttled through the air, leaving a sharp claw tip pointing at Mo Xie's eyebrows. Mo Ye, who was roaring with rage, retreated step by step. "Blind saints, that's a dragon's horn, how a branch."

Only then did Mo Xie understand why the Dragon Ancestor, who was getting colder, was crazy again. Busy with a stiff face. "Yes, it's the Dragon Ancestor, I don't know the respect of the dragon's head."

The manic dragon shadow gradually subsided, and Mo Xie stared carefully. "I tortured, I said that when he mentioned the branches, he was anxious, and it turned out to be a bald dragon."

Whew! Click! Four icicles pierced into the black rock. Poof! Mo Xie looked like a squeezed and long-faced man, except for his limbs, his body could not be seen. The sound of thunder, thrilling rolling, hue, hue, bang, clang, crackling, blackened airspace whipped fragments. The white dragon shadow scurried through the sky.

"I didn't have a good little saint, I endured it for a long time, and I thought I couldn't hear you scolding me, and if I scolded again, I would split you." The sound of the white shadow dragon broke through the darkness and gushed down from the cracks. The thunderclap shook the ground and shook the mountains.

Mo Ye whined and whined from the icicles. "Long Zu, you said it earlier! I don't know about this matter, please forgive Long Zu."

Deafening thunderbolts, shattered mines, rolled and snaked with heavy and angry speeds, followed by a few clattering roars, which shook people's hearts and shook the earth. Gradually, the flag died down. The white shadow of the fish scales gradually appeared, and it turned in the airspace flickeringly. Crooked bare dragon head, skimming Mo Ye in the crack of the icicle.

"Little saint, I can negotiate a condition with you, you agreed, I am not guilty of being angry with me, and I will give you another dragon ball, you see how it is." The white shadow of the fish scales had no cold meaning, and the faint soft voice made Mo Ye even more frightened, and he always felt that there was no cold ice to hear.

"Long Zu, I'm almost deflated." There was a muffled sound from the icicles, as if they were about to suffocate to death, and as if they were gagged by ice skating. (To be continued......)