The three crystal disks stopped in the dim airspace, and after a crystal light flew out and flew back, the three sages frowned at the same time. I took a look.

"City Lord, I didn't expect this insect city to be so rampant, and he actually came to the Holy Land to spread wildness." The old saint with a cane.

"Elder Gu Feng, this is not our Sacred Sea City's business, you also sensed that the medicine jar was following him, he didn't dare to do anything in the Holy Domain. However, this medicine jar is still so stinky and tempered, and it is so close, and I don't see my old friends, and I still say that please eat and drink." The city lord glanced in the direction where the green light disappeared and smiled.

"How dare he see you, I'm afraid that you will ask him to ask him for a baby first, and then a congratulatory gift, not to mention the loss, but also to take some." The breast-enlarged saint covered her mouth and smiled.

"City Lord, this medicine jar is so slammed on the door, how can you bet with him, this time it's good, we all have to catch up." Gu Feng shook his head reluctantly.

"Hey, what's the solution, I have to curry favor with him for the sake of the Holy Clan. Who makes the house a medicine jar". The city lord smiled lightly.

The breast-enlarged saint stared at the sky where the green light disappeared. "City Lord, what did you say this feather sword and Xiang Ling came to the Holy Land for?

The city lord's deep eyes sank. There was a hint of ruthlessness in the smile. "Wu Ying don't pay attention to them, the battle of the Holy Sea is not a small trick that can tell the winner or loser, let them toss, there are old guys from Holy Cloud City watching them, why should we be nosy, let's go to Holy Soul City early and see what is going on there."

"Yes". Wu Ying replied and looked at Gu Feng. "Elder Gu, that little saint is very interesting, he was able to escape from the hands of the Transformation Holy Worm, you don't want to meet for a while."

Gu Feng stroked a few sparse beards and looked at the Black Ridge Mountains in the distance. He shook his head with a smile. "You and I have seen a lot of such little saints, and whether they can live to the level of dialogue with you and me is a matter of two words."

Wu Ying and Gu Feng looked at each other and smiled. Instead, the city lord looked at the Blackridge Mountains twice. "Let's go, let's not manage these nonsensical things."

A dark sky. A marbled cloud faded out, and three crystals of light disappeared into the blue sky wall in a flash, and the thousand miles of curtain fell silent.

In the morning light, the remnants of Dushan Mountain are green and green, and the milky white cloud veil floats on the mountainside, like a gently dancing skirt shaking the slow-paced posture, slowly floating. On the cliff, a pine tree with twisted branches like a dragon suspended in the air. The thick legs of the branches stretched out from the roots of the strong dragon claws, and they slammed into the cyan rocks, and the branches and leaves of the green onion cage blocked the morning glow.

A grim face with half-fascinated eyes on the colorful morning sun. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his face. Most of the robes were covered with water. I couldn't tell if it was roasted by the sun or condensed with dew.

Mo Xie leaned towards the root of the tree, and a bitter smile of self-deprecation appeared on his cold face. After escaping for a whole night, seeing that the true qi was exhausted, he stretched out his head from the rock and did not scare Mo Ye to death, and the whole person hung on the edge of the cliff, fortunately, there was such a pine tree here, otherwise, it would not take long to buckle the rock crack and he would have to fall to the cliff and fall into a flesh and bones.

If there is a little bit of real anger. Mo Xie is really not afraid of this, as long as he can urge the black armor, no matter how high the cliff is, Mo Xie will dare to give it a try. Now let alone urging the battle armor, Mo Xie is afraid that a gust of wind will blow him down. Mo Ye has broken through the Wanyun Cave since then. He never encountered anything good, the tree spirit harmed him, the sage killed him, and the madman ate him. The insect chased him, and Jiu'er, the only one who had a spiritual connection with him, did not follow him for the sake of cold blood ice crystals. Mo Xie is so frustrated! I really can't tell if it's sweat. Still tears, or dew, or some mixture on the face. Anyway, there is no one here, even if two tears are shed, no one will see it, such a big holy realm, who knows whom!

Mo Ye's lonely figure, covered with a thin and desolate coat, floated with the morning breeze. The gray haze threw off a drop of rain and dew on Mo Ye's forehead, Mo Ye didn't wipe it, let the dew drip down, drop by drop, responding to the ripples that stirred in his heart circle after circle.

"Hey, junior sister, you see that saint has a lot of elegance, sitting on the cliff pine tree and watching the sunrise!" When Mo Ye was depressed, a group of saints flew in from afar. A Lirong Holy Maiden glanced at Mo Ye, and pulled the pink-clothed battle armor Holy Maiden beside her with a smile.

"That's where"? "That's that"? "Really, wow! It's so chic"! A small group of saints in the holy team stopped and looked at Mo Ye on the cliff pine tree.

"Dead sunshine, say hot is hot". Mo Xie scolded, stretched out his hand and wiped his face fiercely, followed by a calm face, and his half-confused eyes saw a bunch of saints stopping in the blue sky and looking at him. Mo Ye was stunned for a moment, lifted his leg sitting on the tree, stepped on the branch that was not thick, and put on a more chic posture. One hand on your knee. He waved his hand to the saints. "Holy sisters, look at the scenery together".

The pink-clad armor saintess glanced at Mo Ye. "Senior sisters, let's go, don't pay attention to him, you see him laughing at that treacherous look, it's not a good thing at first glance, how can you not fall to death if you pretend to be chic."

As soon as the words of the pink-clothed armor fell, there was a click. Mo Xie's arm on his knees sank, and his face with a little smile turned white. "Ahh

"Boom, boom, boom", "Ha, ha, ha". The saintess in the air laughed loudly, and after laughing twice, all laughter stopped abruptly, and they stared at the clouds below the cliff with black eyes. "Where are the people"?

The dense pine branches under the pine trees moved. Mo Ye had a pine leaf on his face, holding a pine branch, and opened his mouth wide. "Ahhh "Save ...... Life... Poof, I'm ...... Burst...... True...... Gas...... Consume...... Burst...... Burst...... Ahh

Before Mo Xie could say the last two words, he heard a click. The branch that Mo Xie was holding was broken. Mo Xie kicked twice on the pine branch and fell straight down the cliff.

Whoosh, a white shadow flew out of the saint. The red-clad warrior saintess was shocked. "Yin Yu, don't go over, be careful of being fooled."

As he spoke, several saintesses flew into the clouds below the cliff. When the wind chased the fog, Mo Ye's body slowly stopped in the mist, and a lush and green leaf flew under Mo Ye's body at some point. Not far from the green leaves, a budding white lotus flower stands gracefully in the faint sea of fog.

Mo Ye was so shocked that he fluttered his hands on the leaves twice, turned over and sat on the big leaves, and looked at the holy woman in the sea of fog in disbelief.

"Holy cousin, don't look at it, hurry up, we have to rush to Wanyun Cave before dark." A loud voice came from the air.

Yin Yu waved his hand, and the emerald green leaves flew down the cliff in a flash. "Thank you—" An ethereal voice came from below the cliff.

Yin Yuli's face flashed a smile, and she turned around and flew up to the clouds.

The milky white veil, sometimes converging, sometimes scattering, on a huge rock, Mo Ye stared at the mist flowers in the air with a shocked expression. For a long time, tiny droplets of water hung on Mo Ye's hair, drenched in strings. The breeze blew, and a strand of damp hair fluttered on Mo Ye's face.

"Yin Yu, Yin Yu". Mo Ye repeated the name over and over again in his mouth. In my mind, I thought of another name, "Yin He", "Yin He". Then Mo Ye's face jumped. It's really a disaster, and the person who is looking for himself to settle accounts has arrived again.

Mo Xie could only stand like this, he didn't have any way, now he was a little saint with a layer of agility, and he could also take his own life. Don't look at this stone, Mo Xie can sense that it is dozens of zhang high, jump down and run for his life, and he also falls half to death, and there is a dead end to the left and right, so let it be fate. Mo Xie simply stopped thinking about it, sat cross-legged on the big stone, closed his eyes and breathed.

The fog pushed the fog, the fog wrapped around the fog, moving and moving, stopping and stagnating, condensing and condensing I don't know how long it took to pass.

Day and night alternated, swaying and slowly gathering and dispersing the sea of fog, Mo Ye's face was already flushed, but Mo Ye did not flee in a hurry, but felt that this sea of fog was too good. The people of the Yin family who had passed a few days ago had killed the sea of fog, and that familiar and unfamiliar aura stared at the sea of fog for a moment, and then dodged and chased after it. A smile appeared on Mo Ye's face, it was safest to follow behind the enemy's ass. This is also the reason why Mo Xie has been stopping here and not escaping.

After Mo Xie thought of the people of the Yin family, he knew that his whereabouts had been revealed this time, and the people of the Yin family would definitely use this cliff as a starting point to chase and kill. It is safer to let the enemy chase the back butt than to follow the back butt of the enemy. Recently, Mo Xie's ass has always been attacked, and the beating has also made Mo Xie smarter. Your own weakness is the weakness of your enemies.

When Mo Xie was restrained and his divine sense was pranayama, he made a major discovery. When Bing Jiu was there, he had never noticed the floating crystal beads in Danhai, Mo Ye had always thought it was Bing Jiu's plaything, and at this time, Mo Ye was shocked when he looked closely, and saw that the cold air in the layers of crystal beads was sealed with a kind of black and bright spikes, and this spike looked closely, like a sharp knife dripping with black blood, which made people shiver all over their bodies.

Mo Xie wanted to break the crystal bead to see what the countless black spikes were, but no matter how he looked at it, he was terrified and didn't have the courage to break it. Mo Ye felt a burst of excitement in his heart, this may be a great holy artifact, and it will definitely be able to refine it into a heaven-shattering holy weapon. Mo Xie was so excited that he almost didn't jump.

After calming down several times, Mo Xie calmed down. began to count his own spells, Tianjing Hand, and Condensing Shield Duel have all been practiced. The agile seven-layer wind splitting slash, the trapped body technique of the solid root realm, and the lock rope have not yet been practiced. Mo Xie is very grateful to the master for being reckless, he is a competent master, and all the techniques to be used in this cultivation are all prepared before he dies. It is truly a blessing for future generations.

Hmph, a yellow light flashed between Mo Xie's eyebrows, and a yellow light appeared, and then a golden cold light appeared in the fog with black light spots, and he sucked and flew back. Mo Xie didn't rush to use the splitting wind slash, but played with it casually in the air.

Mo Ye stared at the yellow light in the air, a flash of yellow light split into two, and a black light flashed. A little smile appeared on Mo Ye's face, adding a layer of black wind slash after splitting the wind, I believe that the power must be more powerful than before. (To be continued......)