"The head of the house, the hand is slipping". Yi Yuan followed impatiently, this joy in his heart!

"After running three big fish, where else is he fishing, let him change to a place with a lot of fish to practice, and go to Tuocheng to see the city gate!" Yi Xiao seemed to be angry, and he skimmed Yi Yuan without a good look.

"It's the head of the family, and the head of the family is the lewd saint that Xiao Yu'er said, and Lan Feng, who escaped from the wasteland a hundred years ago, said that it is also this saint." Yi Yuan hurriedly said one after another.

"Oh! It's the desolate saint that Yu'er said! He dared to come to my Luo family, Yi Shu summoned the nineteen patriarchs, and the envoys of all clans went to the Qianxiao Palace." Yi Xiao was stunned, and actually stood up, staring at him menacingly, his beard was tied up, and he rubbed his fist and smoked.

There was a flash of inspiration in the hall, and a silver-armored saint stood in the hall with his head bowed, and glanced at the envoy of Yi Yuan. "Sue sù don't mention this matter, a woman's mouth is long." "Is it the head of the house, now"?

"Nonsense! Did I say tomorrow?" Yi Xiao snorted angrily, his face turned white and miserable, and the light of resentment was condensed in his eye sockets, gathering a fierce light.

"It's the head of the house." Yi Shu glanced at Yi Yuan, you are really not afraid of many things! The blue light flashed and disappeared in the palace domain.

A sudden and eager bell rang, mixed with a majestic sound, like a wild wave crashing on the shore, a thunderbolt soaring into the air, as close as a chanting, as far as a crane, or tight or slow, disappearing in the mountains of thousands of miles.

The first awakening morning light shrouded the vast forest, and at the end of the lush forest sea, stood an ancient city, with speckled bluestone cracks large and small long cracks, and the cracks were crawling with dark green vines, climbing densely, stretching out large and small green leaves, covering the deep cracks in the wall, covering the scars left by thousands of years.

Through the gloomy dense branches, tens of thousands of saints could be seen bustling down on the hundred-zhang wide official road. Looking up at the gloomy city surrounded by thorns and roses, a look of great admiration appeared on his face.

Mo Ye cautiously sat in the dense forest outside the ten-mile long pavilion. Watching countless saints fall safely, with reverence, they marched into Tuocheng with excited eyes.

Gradually, the sky changed from the white of the fish belly to a pale red, and the sages walking on the wide official road seemed to drink a little wine, and their faces showed a flush. Tuocheng receded the ghostly shadow in a golden glow, and the male body lined with a thin and white veil of clouds lined with a thin and white veil of clouds, revealing infinite vitality.

Mo Xie finally put his mind at ease, although the walls of Tuocheng were full of white roses, flashing a white and clear smile in the morning breeze. But it is just a simple floral fragrance, floating with a delicate and silky white lightness, lit with the crystal of morning dew. It's not as terrifying as the condensed incense of Longying Cave Spring City.

Mo Ye slowly walked out of the dense forest, stepped on the wet grass stalks, landed on the official road a hundred zhang wide, blended into the group of sages who escaped like morning dew, and slowly walked towards the gate of Tuocheng. Mo Xie consciously or unintentionally sensed the falling sage, and he didn't feel a little stunned, and the first order of condensation was in the surging holy stream of the sage. It's not worth hiding and cultivating. The fifth and sixth orders of the Saint Liuli Cultivation Realm are all minority, and most of them are saints above the condensation level.

Cautious, it can't be used to describe Mo Ye's consternation, could it be that all the great sages of the holy realm have gathered in Tuocheng? How is this possible.

"The Holy Friend First Came to Expand the City"? In the season of confusion, the voice of singing sounded in his ears.

Mo Ye glanced sideways, swallowed with a grunt in his throat, this second-order Great Saint of Qi Condensation beside him was really enough. Frightened, Mo Xie forced a sigh of relief. to hold God down. He smiled awkwardly, laughing worse than crying.

The Qi Condensing Second Order Great Sage took a tight breath. Grinned in response to Mo Ye and smiled.

The laughter seemed to be contagious, and the crowded horde flashed to the sides as if it were suffocating. His face was cramping, and he pouted at this pair of Sanctuary wonders.

Let's look at the ability of the second-order saint chief of the condensation qi to do it. A pair of hanging eyes, long black eyebrows, nostrils, a slatted face, sharp-beaked monkey gills, and a few beards are still curly. Mo Xie is a little unbelievable, this is a natural condensation, gathering the essence of ten thousand ugliness, it is really the seclusion of heaven and earth, and he is alone and crying.

"Holy friends, don't care, I am a saint in each city of the Holy Land, and I am 'ghost jumping' under it, I don't know what my friend's name is." The second-order saint of condensing qi snorted, staring at the terrifying face disapplauded, looking at Mo Ye's jumping eyes.

"Oh, ghost saints, under the 'veil teeth'." Mo Xie sighed and slowly calmed his mind and replied. Fortunately, it was daytime, and if it was night, Mo Xie, the Great Sage of the First Order of Condensation, would be really scared.

"Tomb Saint Friend, my ghost is the 'ghost' of the locust tree, and the jump is the 'Howling' of Xiao Ao, all the holy friends are used to it, and the ghost jumps on the ghost! Huai Xiao grinned.

Mo Xie pursed his lips and took a breath, which was regarded as a response to Huai Xiao's statement, which turned out to be out of the wind. "The Holy Friends Elder Comes to Expand the City"?

Huai Xiao raised his terrifying face and condensed a ghostly aura. "That is, I am a disciple surnamed Yi Jiahuai, and I have been in thousands of family domains. Tomb Friends came from the mainland to participate in the 'Halloween Festival'"?

Halloween? Mo Ye was stunned for a moment, and he was stuck for a while. After holding it for a long time, he said silently: "Huai Shengyou, I have traveled here, I don't know what the 'Ghost Festival' is?"

"Holy friends don't know about Halloween"? Huai's roar was close to an angry roar, and Mo Xie's ears buzzed. The group of saints that were approaching around them were so frightened that they dodged, glaring at the two terrifying-looking saints.

"Holy Friend Whisper". Mo Xie lowered his head, a strand of hair covering his face.

"Oh! I'm used to shouting, and when I get to the city, I always feel an itchy throat if I don't shout twice." Huai Xiao bared his front teeth with black holes, and laughed in the wind. The one who laughed was horrible.

Mo Ye has figured it out. No wonder this Huai Xiao is screaming and jumping, it turns out that he is so good at talking and running!

"Ahh When Mo Xie pondered, Huai Xiao howled again, and this throat howled, Mo Xie's originally calm heart was almost clenched into a stone lump.

Huai Xiao pulled Mo Ye. "Tomb saint friend, look, this is the Ming Sheng."

Mo Ye was so frightened by Huai Xiao that his ghostly eyes changed and looked in the direction that Huai Xiao was pointing. It turned out that Mo Xie's heart unconsciously arrived in front of the gate of Tuocheng in a tight ghost jump.

A huge crystal screen is imprinted on the towering city wall. A grim saint stands in the shadow of the screen. The face is like congealed fat, with angular cold handsomeness, dark and deep eyes, contemplating the phantom of the soul, with charming color, thick eyebrows, straight nose, and lips, all of which are showing elegance.

A flowing black armor lined with a perfect figure, draped in black hair like a waterfall, and the corners of his mouth were condensed into a wicked smile. The whiteness is staggering, and the condensation is discreet. It's impossible to tell if it's perfection or evil.

On the side of the painting are engraved two deep black characters: "Mo Xie".

The black word is surrounded by several tokens of different shapes. The token is marked with: "Wanyun Cave Wanli Pursuit Order", "Longying Cave Pursuit Order", "Shengyun Chase and Kill Order", "Beast Clan Ten Thousand Fox Order", "Zhi Clan Green Tan Order", "Holy Sword Mountain Holy Sword Order", Yi Family Extermination Order. Count no less than eleven tokens. Some of the tokens have never been heard of.

The list of crimes is even more. Several of them are taboos in the Sanctuary.

The first sin, stealing soldiers. Yayuan Ji 4,980 years of stealing the Holy Sword Mountain.

The second sin is to give up. In the fourth thousand nine hundred and eighty-five years of the Yayuan season, he seized the Holy Body of the Young Lord of Wanyun Cave.

and so on, a total of 29 major crimes. That is, there are the great sins of the Holy Clan, as well as the great sins of the Plant Clan, the Zerg Clan, and the Beast Clan. Looking at the accumulation of crimes, the terms and conditions are enough to kill Mo Xie's divine sense.

Thousands of sages all shook their heads in front of the crystal screen, their resentful eyes fixed on Mo Ye's face, and sometimes some sages scolded angrily. "The who deserves to be killed".

Mo Xie's face twitched, looking at the twenty-nine major sins, and the last one was lewdness. Yayuan Ji 4,983 Zeng town Xiaolan Mountain.

"Damn"! Mo Xie scolded in his heart, this is how the lewd saint came.

"Amazing, amazing". Huai Xiao muttered quietly, then sighed. "Tomb saint friend, you and I are really lucky to be born, the first twenty-eight articles can be committed, but these twenty-nine articles are missing."

Mo Xie grinned and constricted fleshy face, fortunately, this face made the "Huo Yunfeng" scorched and couldn't be torn off, otherwise the twenty-nine crimes of time, place, people, and facts could make Mo Ye burst into shock, and he couldn't understand how to do that The Yi family knew everything, so where was the holy domain?

Mo Xie couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. There was a wild beat in his heart, I don't know what Chengying, Dull Jun, and Bian Le would think after seeing it, the more Mo Xie thought about it, the more panicked he became, and he lowered his head and walked towards the Tuocheng Guangmen.

"Holy friends, wait, look at it later". Huai Xiao sticked to the candy like a candy, for fear that Mo Xie would run away.

"The Holy Friend has entered the city and handed over the spar." Mo Xie had a wooden head, lowered his head and was a little confused, he always felt that countless pairs of eyes around him were pulling Jiao Lian's face, and he forgot to pay the fee when he entered the city, and he bumped into the expansion of the city with his head down, and Huai Xiao said that he was generous, and he paid it first.

The bustling, quaint and rustic atmosphere of the city are integrated, and the center of the street is paved with various square stone slabs, and the stone pavilions inserted into the sky are on both sides, which are sharp and abrupt to break through the clouds. Different pavilions and pavilions, pond pavilions and water pavilions, reflected in the green pines and cypresses, strange trees and strange stones, flower beds and bonsai, vines and green bamboos, dotted with a pavilion on the first floor, sometimes there are ancient bells, screaming with divine sounds, piercing the sky and traveling.

Charming ladies in different holy costumes, pale old saints, and jade-faced saints crowded the bustling streets. Mo Ye lowered his head and looked at the ingenious pavilions, the antique gardens, the same shops, and the delicate posture. Walking aimlessly, only occasionally looking at the elaborate signs on the street through the hair in front of his face.

"Don't be in a hurry to go, although Tuocheng is located in the far frontier, the charm is unique, it is a rare place in the holy area to gather hundreds of schools, and the beauties are thousands of and have a unique charm. It's still early to sign up for Halloween? Huai Xiao followed at a trot all the way, and it seemed that he had nothing to do, and he didn't let go of Mo Xie when he stuck to it, running with a snort and panting, and followed with a sweat. (To be continued......)