The green silk of the middle-aged saint who folded the fan was like a waterfall, sprinkled messily behind him with the incense wind. The extremely good-looking eyebrows are slightly raised upward, which is seductive. The long and narrow gaze casually swept over Mo Ye's figure, thoughtful.

Mo Xie's body couldn't help but shudder, and he constricted, feeling a chill in that casual gaze. The complicated gaze, seemingly soft, scraped across the cheeks like a knife, like staring at the prey in the mouth, with the pain of peeling and cramping.

The middle-aged saint swept the black shadow floating in the air like floating clouds, and the corners of his eyebrows gradually locked. The subtle fluctuations of the detection array greeted the feedback of the divine consciousness from five hundred miles away. The middle-aged saint of the folding fan thought that it was the old ancestor of the Holy Realm who was in the Spring City, but he didn't expect that it was a little saint of the second order of the solid root who floated in lightly.

Click, the blue sky, a thunderclap on a sunny day, cut open a huge spatial crack, and violently expanded, squeezing Mo Ye aside and hitting a stumbling one. A huge crystal gate stretched out the blue sky. Two handsome men and beautiful women stepped on white clouds and stopped in the blue sky.

The huge crystal gate followed by the rustling cold wind, like rain, like a tide, like a thousand horses galloping out, rolling heat waves, faint aromas, exhaling, rolling up a fire and burning, making people suffocate the waves and flee into the sky. The bitter chill imprisoned every stunned soul outside the Spring City.

Snowflakes are falling one after another, quietly falling, and one after another, drawing a beautiful arc. It seems that thousands of white butterflies are flying all over the sky, like catkins and poplar flowers, gently and softly, slowly falling on the stunned faces. In the blink of an eye, it melted into a drop of clear water, freezing the heart of every saint.

A grim saint stepped out of the crystal gate, his smooth and fair face was cold, his dark and deep eyes were glowing with charming color, and his thick eyebrows were slightly raised towards the sky, showing a wisp of wild domineering.

The petite silhouette of the devil floated out of the crystal gate, and the beautiful black hair fluttered down like a waterfall. Under the curved willow eyebrows, the bright eyes are as crystal as the stars in the clear sky on a summer night, the beautiful nose, the pink cheeks are slightly red, the dripping cherry lips, the flower-like melon seed face, the crystal is like jade, and the tender ski muscles.

Glancing at the figure that was staggering to the side, Mo Ye was sideways. The moist eyes glowed warmly. The jade finger pointed at his lips, suppressed the palpitations, and the sudden concave and rhyming chest peaks shook violently, and his lips trembled, as if he had been awakened in a dream, and withdrew his gaze. Hold the arm of the cold wind and the saint. "Brother, Spring City has arrived, it's so fragrant. Come into town and have a look".

Mo Ye, who was stumbling on his body, was stunned when he heard the soft and sweet voice, so familiar with the voice. Such a familiar breath, Mo Ye's eyes were cloudy, and it seemed that at some point, this gentle arm with condensation incense was once very close to the snort. Hair, thin eyebrows, nose, mouth. Even the curves of the neck and chest, every place has condensed in the depths of the sea of knowledge, although it is very hazy. The faint body fragrance that permeates people's hearts and lungs has been permeating Mo Ye's dream for a long time.

Mo Ye opened his mouth, but he snapped his voice, and his soft eyes glared at Mo Ye fiercely. Shocked, Mo Xie opened his mouth, stretched out his long tongue, and hurriedly turned sideways and pretended to admire the sea of flowers.

The middle-aged saint with a folding fan narrowed his eyes. "Yin He, the young master of the Yin family".

Yin He just swept half a circle with cold eyes, and before he looked at the saints in front of the city gate, his sister Yin Yu pulled Yin He to fall in front of the crystal screen. "Brother, there will be no thief Mo Xie here, hurry up, it's time for you to show off your skills, see who orders more, say okay, you can't order me, you have to accompany me to break into the 'Little Ning Xiang Array'."

Yin He wanted to examine the lower half of the circle, but he was pinched by his sister Yin Yu and pressed to the crystal screen. The jade finger stretched out, not giving Yin He the slightest chance to think, and lit the flower name on the crystal screen like raindrops. "Dead girl, I'm crazy, I'm going to play for August when I get there, I'm here to hunt down and kill Mo Xie, the rebel son who took his wife, but instead became a foil's bodyguard. Is it so easy to break through? After another month or two, the enemy will not know how to escape."

Yin He stared at the tiger, and his ten strong fingers were used. There was a crazy point on the crystal screen, and when I saw the name of the flower I had never seen, I lit it with a smoke. Poof, poof, poof. The crystal screen burst out with red light, and the flower names that Yin He's divine sense had not swept were exploded into pieces of flower shadows with Yin He's random clicks, and the flower names that he realized slowly bloomed into gorgeous flowers.

Yin Yuying's slender jade fingers stopped, and Yinghong's small mouth showed a row of thin snow-white teeth, hugging Yin He's arm and pulling Yin He away from the crystal screen. "Brother Xie Lu, let the little sister again. Break into the Formation".

"Hey, I woo". Yin Yu's small hand covered Yin He's mouth that had made half a sentence, and dragged Yin He into the gate of Spring City like a dead dog.

Forty-two colorful flowers appeared on the screen that Yin Yu clicked, and Yin He showed forty-one. Yin He's hand behind him didn't seem to be finished, and he was helplessly pulled away by his sister.

The middle-aged man with a folding fan stared at the figure of the brother and sister in a daze. Could it be that the five hundred miles of divine consciousness is Yin He, the young master of the Yin family. Wow, opened the folding fan and nodded with a smile. Divine Sense. "Young Lord Yin, please send someone to the City Lord's Chunxiao Hall to receive the 'Eternal Spring City Honorary Resident Crystal Plate'."

Hulala, the disciples of the Yin family rushed to the crystal screen like locusts, and the sweating fire hurriedly lit the crystal screen. The crystal flowers bloomed, and the surrounding scattered saints were so shocked that all their eyeballs bulged out. Hundreds of disciples of the Yin family clicked like crazy, and each of them pointed out the names of ten flowers, and entered the city with their butts burning.

Grunting, a mouthful of saliva from the corners of the mouth, sucked back into the mouth, swallowed into the throat, and the sound of a spring falling into a deep pool sounded. This is the inheritance of blood.

The family inheritance is different from the nine mountains and twenty holes. Nine Mountains and Twenty Caves use the puppet realm as the inheritance realm, and after the first generation of incarnation realm great saints opened up the puppet realm space, each generation of incarnation realm saints continued to strengthen the space and input their own bloodline. The inheritance of the puppet realm bloodlines of the nine mountains and twenty caves was chaotic, and tens, hundreds, and tens of thousands of incarnation realm bloodlines were mixed in the same puppet realm space.

The great sage of the incarnation realm with strong bloodlines, forming a huge surname bloodline in the puppet realm, can still maintain the purity of the bloodline for dozens of generations, and after a hundred generations, it will merge with thousands of bloodlines, and the pure bloodlines will be differentiated, and it is difficult to distinguish each other. This kind of inheritance has a little benefit, the puppet realm space is hidden in the vast airspace due to the reinforcement of generations of incarnation realm great saints, and the aura is lost for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and tens of millions of years. The holy land can be destroyed, but the inheritance puppet realm is difficult to destroy.

Inherited from the family. The incarnation realm great saints, each open the puppet realm space, and reproduce the bloodline inheritance alone, the puppet realm space in the incarnation realm great saint ascension for thousands of years, ten thousand years, the space due to the lack of aura infusion, self-collapsed, collapsed, bloodline inheritance died. The human clusters in the puppet territory can only be destroyed in the collapse of the heavens and the earth.

This inheritance ensures the purity of the bloodline of the great saint of the incarnation realm of the family, although it will die out in 100,000 years. But it has created generations of descendants with pure blood. There are forty-seven families in the Holy Realm, which are obviously more prosperous than the Nine Mountains and Twenty Caves. It can be seen that many of the holy places that have been passed down in the Holy Realm have chosen the family model to inherit the bloodline.

There are great drawbacks in the inheritance of the family, although the inheritance bloodline is pure, there are many mediocre generations from generation to generation, and the divine sense of the sage is stronger than that of the Nine Mountains and Twenty Caves, and it is difficult to have amazing disciples. After ten, hundred, and thousand generations, the bloodline will be inferior to the next, and the divine consciousness will be weakened to the point where there will never be any saint cultivation. Yin He and Yin Yu can break through four hundred miles of divine sense, and they must be the modern times of the bloodline transmission of the incarnation realm.

On the contrary, although the bloodlines are mixed, outstanding people emerge in an endless stream, and most of the great saints of the Holy Realm come from the nine mountains and twenty caves. It has never been like the forty-seventh family, and the generations have been worried about whether they can come out of the incarnation realm great saints. In order to inherit and continue, some families have no choice but to introduce foreign saints, and this is the case with the Yin family.

Mo Evil God recognized that the Yin family disciple had entered Spring City, retracted his gaze from afar, and recovered his distorted and deformed face. The tense muscles were put down violently, and I couldn't help but twitch twice. Took a deep breath. "Grandma's, with a good heart, has become a thief who robs someone's wife."

Standing in the air for a while, he stared at several pairs of suspicious eyes, and fell in front of the crystal screen with a smile. Clicking on the flower names on the crystal screen, his soft fingers clicked on forty flower names in an instant, his face was not red, and his heart did not beat and he withdrew his hand. The corners of his mouth opened a warm arc, staring at the snowy eyes, staring at the middle-aged saint of the folding fan with some trepidation.

The middle-aged saint stroked his long hair and stared at Mo Ye's complexion with a smile. Clicking on the name of the test crystal screen is not so simple, every click will consume the power of divine consciousness, but the saint is confused. After clicking more than halfway, the person with weak consciousness will feel weak, sleepy, and drowsy. Strong top sleepiness will consume a lot of physical strength, and sweat will flow with the last few blows.

Only the saint priest who has been aware of three hundred miles will disappear from the feeling of drowsiness, and he will blush and heartbeat after the last few blows. When Yin Yu clicked, the folding fan saint concluded that Yin Yu had to order two flowers less. Yin He ordered five less.

After Mo Ye clicked, the folding fan saint chuckled in his heart, took a deep breath, his face changed, he opened the folding fan with a smile, and glanced at the fan.

On the fan surface is an oval-shaped mini crystal screen. A string of black numbers is displayed on the crystal screen. "Fifteen flowers".

The folding fan saint rolled his eyelids slightly, his bright eyes blinked excitedly, a magical force, shooting out an unextinguishable, happy light, smiling and shining deep and mysterious. "The Holy Friend Comes to Spring City for the First Time"?

Mo Ye nodded suspiciously. The folding fan saint can know that he came for the first time, and it is difficult to sit here for tens of thousands of years, and everyone in the holy realm will remember it.

"Holy friends don't need to go to the City Lord's Chunxiao Hall to receive the 'Eternal Spring City Honorary Resident Crystal Plate'." The folding fan priest patted the holy bag, took out a red flower crystal card, and flicked it lightly, and the fragrance slowly wafted in. Slowly fell into the hands of Mo Ye.

A hundred strange flowers slowly opened in the crystal card in Mo Ye's hand. Beautiful and elegant, in a thousand forms, red like a flame, white like snow, pink like a sunset, a trace of wisps of wafting out of the faint thick fragrance of flowers, exuding a charming and long fragrance.

The fragrance soaked into Mo Ye's palm, like a vast amount of true qi pouring in, and instantly broke into Mo Ye's Danhai. Danhai immediately followed by a lightning bolt piercing the sky, and the long whip was drawn towards the airspace, and Huo split a clear air. "Boom-", the deafening sound resounded through the Danhai Sea, almost blowing up the Danhai Sea in the sky. The true qi of the bean size condensed into crystal beads, and crashed wildly on the Danhai Sea. (To be continued......)