Hundreds of miles away, in the dark dry hall, the skinny old man sneezed, and a bloody bead erupted from his nose.

The pearl instantly condensed the entire black hall, and the skinny old man's face was black and miserable. The wind in the temple area swirled, and the blood of the Dao Dao flew out of the whirlpool, slowly gathering into the blood beads.

The skinny old man took a breath of cool air, his bloody eyes staring at the temple. Shrieked, he muttered: "Whoever enters the 'Xiangshuitan' will have such combat power and be able to smash the 'Battle Blood Gold Bead'."

The bloody "Battle Blood Gold Bead" gathered the faint blood qi of the space, and the terrifying sucking sound resounded harshly in the airspace. The skinny old man's eyes flashed with crystal flowers, like a warm fire in a cold night, dancing with indescribable warmth. His withered lips moved, and a strange smile appeared on his face. "You gluttonous little one".

The reddish black hall lit up with a fire-baked red, and a blood-red light gate flashed out of the airspace, and the blood-red light gate was like a red-hot moon in the night sky, hanging in the temple, and the blood-colored aura reflected the temple even more terrifying.

The skinny old man stretched out his withered fingers and lightly touched the blood-colored light door. The red light overflowed, and the light gate lit up violently, as bright red as molten crystalline iron, and the light sprayed from inside the light gate.

The red light was extremely bright, and a bead with extremely bright blood flew out of the blood-colored light gate. The shadow of the bead is not large, as small as a bean grain, but it radiates a blood-colored red light. The skinny old man's withered hand gently clamped the blood bead shadow, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Little guy, don't make trouble, swallow this bead of 'blood soul' and go to cultivation well." The skinny old man's eyes flashed with kindness, and although his voice was harsh, it was condensed with infinite love, and the softness echoed in the temple.

The bloody "Battle Blood Gold Bead" squeaked, and the shadow of the blood bead swirled around. In a few breaths, the blood-colored ring light came out of the shadow of the blood bead, and flew into the rotating "Battle Blood Golden Bead" in waves. The sound of thin blood sucking sounded in the aura, like a howl of wind sweeping through the sharp tips of a tree branch.

The shadow of the Blood Bead was absorbed by the ring light and changed its shape, changing its direction as the "Battle Blood Gold Bead" rotated. The dazzling glow of blood changed brightly. The ring of blood light came out, as if the energy had been drained, and gradually dimmed.

After the "Battle Blood Gold Bead" circled hundreds of times, the shadow of the Blood Mangzhu dimmed into black and red, as if it had been sucked dry, and became dim like the end of the sunset.

Poof! A dark red blood light burst out, and the "Battle Blood Gold Bead" lit up, and with a long suck, the "War Bead" red glow lit up for a few breaths and turned bloody. A flash flew into the nose of the bony old man.

The skinny old man raised his eyebrows and inhaled a long breath, his face was stretched with deep stripes, and the skin of his cheeks jumped. The blackened mouth pursed, spitting out bursts of blood-red mist.

A red color slowly extended upwards from the shin of the battle armor, and the thick bark-like skin became delicate, gradually turning white and greasy, and the red light slowly extended, devouring the old age, as if countless blood-colored insects had eaten away the dark brown skin.

Hongze rose to a halt under his nose. A red ring flashed a few times and vanished.

The skinny old man picked up the crystal mirror on the stone table and took a photo, looking at the black, red and white face, and sneered. touched the delicate shin of the neck, and rubbed the tips of the warm and slippery fingers. It was sent to the nose again, and he sniffed with the white silkworm eyebrows. Glancing at the emptiness of the temple. Shrieked muttering. "The phoenix warbler will wait for the ancestor for ten more years, so that the ancestor can taste the phoenix meat and phoenix blood."

The blush of the temple darkened, and the skinny old man closed his bloody eyes. He fell asleep on the stone bottle cross-legged.

The moonlight wanders like wisps, falling in the air, and the mottled black shadows fall brightly and gently. Sporadicly like broken jade falling on the white rocks in the gray mist. The fog is thick but does not block the moonlight, the fog is clear but can not be perceived for thousands of miles, Mo Ye's divine consciousness is trapped by the gray fog that is so thick that there is no human figure, it is like walking in the deep mountains and dense forests, and the divine consciousness is only a thousand zhang out.

Phantom Mo Ye walked forward cautiously, and his god recognized the white rock within a thousand zhang. "Fog fossils" play mysterious. The phantom asked many times what the stone shadow in the fog was, but the "fog fossil" was silent, and after asking more and squeaking twice, he stopped talking.

"Dead stone, I knew that Lao Tzu also learned the Book of Stones". Phantom Mo Xie muttered and walked forward silently.

The gray fog is boundless, the white stones are endless, and the pieces are lying in the gray fog, and the churning and drifting fog is surging and billowing cold.

Phantom Mo Ye felt that this fog was not unmysterious, but he couldn't understand where the fog came from, why it seemed to be a dense fog, and there was no fog quality.

While contemplating, the phantom Mo Ye suddenly stopped. Through the bursts of smoke and the gray mist floating away, the divine consciousness condensed the slightest movement at a thousand feet. In the hazy gray mist, it was like a leaf trembling, very light, very weak, slightly moving. Phantom Mo Ye's heart was raised to his throat.

A heartfelt voice swayed in my heart, and an exclamation seemed to be generated in a heartbeat. "A holy priest came."

Phantom Mo Xie shuddered, and was busy with his divine sense around the four domains, where there was the shadow of a saint, and only he was hiding behind the white rocks with his waist bent over.

"Who are you talking about?" Phantom Mo Ye asked himself, his face twitching. Although that heart was light, it was enough to scare away the soul of the phantom Mo Ye thousands of feet away, but fortunately, the phantom had no soul and no soul, although it was shocked, it was not panicked at all. Although the face changed color, it was just a reaction.

Phantom Mo Ye let out a long breath, and a icy aroma soaked into his nose, this fragrance was like incense, and it was cold, sticking to his nose heavily, and ringing in his nose for a long time. What a greasy scent?

The three great perfections of the phantom Mo Evil's three divine consciousnesses, you can hear, feel, and smell, but you can't see what Qianzhang is?

During the condensation, the phantom Mo Evil Divine Consciousness was dizzy, as if it was drawn by the aroma, and it couldn't help but raise a layer of warm fire in the heart. This fire was very strange, it burst into flames, but it didn't know where it started, and it burned through the whole mind, and burned the holy body with bursts of heat.

After the wisp of fragrance was inhaled, the warm fire burned even more vigorously, and instantly burned through the Holy Body, and the whole body seemed to fall in front of the fire, and the holy clothes were about to melt.

There was a small snap, and the holy clothes outside Phantom Mo Xie's body burst open. Dozens of pops followed, and the holy clothes cracked into wisps and pieces.

Phantom Mo Ye was only shocked for a few breaths, and almost turned into a white-striped chicken. Busy covering the vital places, although the phantom is a magic spirit, the illusion is also complete, not an illusory holy body, but a strong body with flesh and blood. When he was in the planting domain, he also carried Mo Ye and Bai Juan Yun Yu on his back, and Mo Ye outside the secret station did not scare his soul.

With the sound of explosions, Phantom Mo Ye sat behind the white rock, trembling like a cold war, one spell after another condensed on his fingertips, and several light shields were covered outside his body, but he couldn't stop the spread of the heart fire.

This warm fire is not a magic fire. Mo Xie had been exposed to the Demon Fire several times when he broke through, and he had a general understanding of the Demon Fire in his heart, and the Fire of the Demon in the Heart burned his true qi and burned the domain of knowledge. And this warm fire does not burn the true qi, does not burn the domain of knowledge, but only explodes the holy clothes in the body.

The crackling sound was endless, and Mo Ye, who was so shocked that he wanted to suppress the warm fire, but he couldn't start, the warm fire was born inexplicably, burned inexplicably, and exploded inexplicably. The Mo Ye in the "Fog Fossil" was shocked. The source of the warm fire in the body of the contemplation phantom, but I don't know where the source is. It was as if all the limbs and bones were burning warmly, and this heat was like fire, and it instantly dried up the holy clothes.

Although the holy uniform worn by the phantom is not the holy uniform of Saint Cloud City, it is also the battle uniform forged by the skilled craftsmen of the Holy Domain. There is a certain defensive ability, the style is very beautiful, the materials are very exquisite, and it looks extremely gorgeous, and it looks more powerful with the armor.

The holy suit was so light that it was blown away by the warmth, I couldn't believe it, the black battle armor was condensed outside the body before, and Mo Xie used this holy suit to kill the holy domain all the way to the plant domain, the barren mound, and the beast domain, and experienced hundreds of battles. The Holy Suit has the help of a black armor that has never exploded, but now it has exploded.

Mo Xie didn't even help the phantom digital technique to stop the deflagration of the warm fire, but almost set it on fire. When the warm fire came, the "fog fossil" spit out a puff of mist, which spread out, and the warm fire that diffused instantly stopped.

I saw that the phantom Mo Ye sitting behind the white rock was covered with holy clothes all over his body, and he had already been unclothed, but the "fog stone" hanging on his chest was intact within a few inches.

"Fog Stone"? Mo Ye shouted in a long voice.

"Master, it's not that I don't help the boss, my ability is so great, I can't do anything! I can only make sure you don't have problems." "Fog Petrochemical," he said awkwardly.

Of course, Mo Ye of the realm of "fog fossils" knows that many times he is powerless, but he also judges the situation and is so happy. When the phantom spirit defeated the Blood Corpse Feather Armor, it actually rushed up and stepped on the Feather Armor and spit out the Blood Soul Bead.

"Fog Stone, is there a way?" Mo Xie asked in a deep voice.

"Master, this warm fire is not of much use, it is to explode a battle armor, holy clothes or something, I guess the saints who scared away here have all exploded their armor, what do you think? "Fog Stone" said calmly, and seemed to be reasonable. Mo Xie heard that after the beast girl transformed, she had to go to the "Xiangshuitan" to wash the marrow. I just didn't expect it to be like this.

Wash it, wash it, and burst what feather armor is. Mo Xie thought of the white jade body of the phoenix warbler, after a little bit of "fog fossil", the domain of knowledge lit up, as if he had figured it out, no wonder the phoenix warbler's feather armor exploded like that, it turned out that the phoenix warbler had been here, not by the insects who ran away, but by scare.

Mo Xie grinned dirty, as if he wanted to laugh, but he was not embarrassed to laugh. The light is naked! Divine Consciousness Thousand Feet Fog Domain, except for the slight fluctuations. There is not even a shadow of a cultivator. What can I do, they are all the same, who laughs and laughs! Even if the phoenix is back, it is the same, and she can only blush and accept her fate.

After enlightening himself, Mo Xie Divine Sense glanced at the black battle armor that was calm in Danhai, fortunately, when this battle armor was elected, no matter how late it was, it would have to explode like a phoenix warbler feather armor.

What is the warm fire, Mo Ye was also surprised, the golden kite said: After the feather armor enters the breeding period, it rests with the beast, and the armor breaks and the beast dies. The realm of the phoenix warbler is in the condensation period, and the feather armor should be in the condensation period, how could it explode the armor, except for panicking, there is nothing to do. It seems that there will be new changes in the feather armor when it reaches the condensation period.

Mo Xie was a little glad that he didn't bring Bian Le, Golden Kite, and Guan Ke, if this was a snap, hehehe! Mo Xie smirked. (To be continued......)