In the cold pool, miserable cries came and went. The abnormal cold waves, like knives, scraped through the remnants of the forgotten clan on hundreds of snow pillars, and the dead leaves clicked weakly, making the most difficult struggle.

The cold waves surged and fell, Shui Ji whimpered and wailed, and on Mo Xie's bare head, three withered yellow blades of grass were pitifully shaking. In Shui Ji's fading voice, the confused divine light swept back and forth on Shui Ni, so weak that she couldn't be weaker anymore and murmured. "Shuini, I entered the planting domain for you."

The cold wave swallowed the fading voice. Shui Ni's yellow and ruined head struggled to rise, snorted, and tilted to the side. "Stupid, shadow realm, how can you resist the cold."

Crack, a dead leaf breaks off Mizuyoshi's head. Mizuyoshi cried with a smile in his voice, taking advantage of the cold waves to rest. "I don't want to wait for 100,000 years outside the Dangqing Mountain, at least I see you."

Mo Ye's heart trembled in the dialogue between the two dying and struggling planters. I can't figure out whether I grabbed the "ungrateful grass" casually back then, or the "ungrateful grass" took the initiative to jump into my hands.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, there was a terrible sound of hammers over Hantan. An arc of hammer light fell. The cold waves of the cold pool are fixed in the surging waves, the cold air fades, and the wet mist fills the sky above the cold pool.

In the thorn pavilion of the "Forgotten Slave Garden", the crystal bead of the cold pool in the hand of the thorn fell down, and it exploded with a bang, and the thorn fell into a deformed ice thorn tree, and the black light on the thorn pavilion crackled and fell the withered yellow leaves.

The black light flashed, and hundreds of thorn-headed planters surrounded the Thorn Pavilion. Looking at the deformed ice thorn tree, none of the planters dared to approach the thorn pavilion, and involuntarily retreated backwards. The cold air blasted out by the crystal beads of the cold pool slowly spread out in all directions.

"Run". There was an exclamation from the Thorn Planter. Hundreds of thorn-headed planters fled without a trace.

Mo Evil God recognized hundreds of escapes, hehe, he laughed treacherously, and his hand focused on the nearest light, and the red light of the Heartbreaker Sword flashed. The thorn-headed planter screamed. Holding the head of the green liquor spraying directly, he fled to the hanging crack of the "Forgotten Slave Garden".

Mo Xie grinned as he held the thorns dripping with green blood. Shaking off the green liquid vigorously, the black armor turned into a curtain to cover Mo Ye.

Mo Xie untied the crystal bubble that imprisoned Shui Ji, planted thorns, and retracted the black battle armor. "Mizu-no-friends, let's go."

Mo Ye stood in the black ink curtain with a thorn like a deer's antler, watching Shui Ji fly towards Shui Ni excitedly.

Boom, an invisible halo permeated the "Forgotten Slave Garden". Mo Xie didn't do two rests, and instantly trapped the escaped planters. Bang, bang, bang, bang, the forbidden slave dragged the chain crystal hammer, looking for a soul realm planter to smash. In the blink of an eye, dozens of planters were photographed in the airspace.

Several planters escaped into the hanging cracks and were instantly stuffed by chewing grass. Hundreds of shadows stopped and fled. The overhang does not pierce the owner token. Chewing grass doesn't matter where it is sacred. Chew it right.

Hundreds of shadows turned their heads viciously and glared at the forbidden slave viciously. Although monsters have strange spells and can imprison divine consciousness, there must be only one forbidden consciousness slave.

Hundreds of spells flew into the airspace. The forbidden slave has not yet picked up the chain crystal hammer. Several spells struck the chubby body of the forbidden slave. With the ice slag splashing, the heavy slave body exploded to pieces. A howl of rage rang out. "Destroy my crystal body, the master will not let you go".

Mo Ye stood in the dark airspace. Shaking his head helplessly, the forbidden knowledge slave is the best technique to deal with the Zhi clan, and it instantly freezes the Zhi clan's divine consciousness. It's a pity that the defense is too low. It's okay to say that the Soul Transformation Realm spell can't be caught at all.

The forbidden slave can only condense the next body after an hour. Mo Ye had no choice but to pretend to be dead and lie among the rocks.

Shui Ji and Shui Ni who hugged each other, seeing Mo Xie disappearing his figure, there was no way to sit on the edge of the cold pool, the cold pool sucked up the true qi in the body, and although the forgetful planters had a heart, they were unable to participate in the battle.

Hundreds of planters flew in, shouting and cursing to take the forgetful planters away. Packed up nearly a hundred thorn clan planters. "Hurry up and invite Rong Station Master".

The crystal light flashed, and after a few inhales, Rong Su entered the "Forgotten Slave Garden" in confusion. I saw nearly 100 planters lying on the ground unconscious. "What happened to the thorns".

A gray, thorny-headed planter, bowed his head and pointed to the wriggling remains of forbidden slaves on the stone floor. "This is the monster of woe".

Rong Su looked at it for a long time, and was secretly shocked. "This thing has never been seen, it is full of cold, it is not the secret art of the plant clan can be condensed, and the holy art is impossible, the sage's true qi condensation, the magic is broken, although this thing is broken, it is full of spirituality, holy weapon"?

Thorn Zhan saw that Rong Su hesitated. "Station master, the cold pool has been broken."

Rong Su was shocked, the cold waves of Hantan are comparable to the Demon Realm, and the planters can't do it at all, blocking it is a problem. Don't say it's broken?

"The stationmaster has never happened before, and there has been no record of this for millions of years." Thorn Zhan was very surprised in his heart, and he always felt that there was a pair of ghost eyes staring at him, and the bald head under the was dripping with cold sweat.

"Where are the remnants of the forgotten clan sent today". Rong Su thought of Mo Xie and thought of the "Forgotten Slave Garden", but he didn't find it.

"This ...... , the owner of the garden personally arranged, I don't know". Thorn Zhan looked at the ice sculpture and the stabbing fell, the crystal beads of the cold pool exploded, and the demon realm planters couldn't stop it!

"Searching for the Three Pools". Rong Su's face became gloomy, if Xiao Zhishi could escape from the "Forgotten Slave Garden", he would be a direct green vein of the Forgotten Clan. Although this technique has not been seen, the three secret techniques must be in the hands of Xiao Zhishi.

In order to obtain the three secret techniques, Zhicheng set up the "Three Pools" of Zhicheng torture in the end of the Forgotten Slave Garden. Hantan, dominated by cold air, robs the essence of the plant and erodes the plant. Worm Pond, also known as Strange Pond, is a strange insect in captivity, which can chew the body and devour the soul. The scorching pool is also a pool of fire. Based on the three qi of yin and yang, scorching the implant body and torturing the soul.

"Three pools", the planters can pass one of them, and it is difficult to find one of the hundred plants. Rong Su hurriedly checked the "Three Pools", but did not find Xiao Zhishi. Rong Su's face turned blue with anger. scolded the planters angrily, frightened the thorn planters, and the glittering spikes were lying on their bald heads.

"What are you doing stupidly, and you should go to Dangchao Mountain to ask for medicinal plants." Rong Suhua's face flushed, her eyes darkened, and she flashed with anger. When he was tired of scolding, his tense complexion eased.

Thorn Zhan grimaced. "Station master, we have no garden order, and we can't get out of the 'Forgotten Slave Garden'."

Rong Su then remembered that Thorn Zhan had talked about the battle in the park, the green leaves pointed to the ink sky, the mist in the hanging cracks swayed, and the chewing grass fell to the outside of the garden. Mo Evil God recognized the hanging gap and did not dare to escape, there was always something indescribable in Rong Su's ghostly eyes.

Rong Su sneered. She believed that the little planter of the Forgotten Tribes was in the "Forgotten Slave Garden", and wanted to escape from chewing grass, but Rong Su thought that she couldn't. After waiting for a long time, Rong Su slowly closed the "hanging seam". A green leaf flashed through his fingertips, and his consciousness flicked into the twilight sky as the morning light gradually rose.

"Assassination, block the 'Forgotten Slave Garden' and check it for me one by one, first from the troublesome Hantan, I don't believe it, he can fly to the sky." Rong Suhua's face became fierce and commanded fiercely.

The scorching sun, lazily spitting paleness, swept away the crystal dew in the "Garden of Forgotten Slaves". The scorching and merciless roasting of the mountain valley that is about to turn the sky upside down. The huge steamer enveloped the eerie cold pool, making the planter feel breathless.

Rong Su personally presided over the search of the "Forgotten Slave Garden", and he was about to dig three feet into the ground, but the owner of the garden and the owner of the pond were lying in the shade of the tree like a dead person. No one in the "Forgotten Slave Garden" knows how many "Forgotten Slaves" are in the garden and in the pond.

The moon hung in the sky, and the white light sprinkled on the dark "Forgotten Slave Garden", as if a layer of silver powder was sprinkled on the black, and the silent thorn branches whined in the gray breeze.

The bright moon, the blinking stars, were blown away by a whirring wind. The thorns shivered in the cold wind, and Rong Su couldn't help but shiver when she closed her eyes. His face was blown cold, and his nose was red.

Bang, bang, bang, bang. A terrible hammer sound rang out in the gray and cold airspace, and a piercing sound roared. "Destroy my ice body, return my ice soul".

Boom, the mountain of "Forget the Slave Garden" shook the ground, and the chewing herbs covered with hanging cracks were punched out of a black hole that penetrated the air. Hundreds of shadows fled in a hurry, and after two muffled snorts, the shadows disappeared in front of the black hole. The forbidden slave of the branch mouth twisted in front of the black hole, and the bright pupils flashed to Rong Yao in the depths of the "Forgotten Slave Garden".

Rong Su's spell points to the cliff. The mysterious forbidden technique just now, as soon as he sucked Rong Su's divine sense, he flickered, and Rong Su reflected it. The shadow of the wheel-shaped flower struck the forbidden slave in front of the suspension.

Bang. The forbidden slave picked up the chain crystal hammer and smashed it at the wheel-shaped flower shadow. Crystal light, chain crystal hammer crushed into ice slag. The wheel-shaped flower shadow slammed into the forbidden slave through the hammer shadow.

The fat body of the forbidden slave crashed into the suspension, miraculously stuck in the gap. Chewing flowers frantically fell out of the suspension. The forbidden slave actually took a blow from the demon magic spell. An ice crystal chain hammer condensed from Crystal Radish's hand again, and the cold air smashed towards Rong Yao along with the chain crystal hammer.

Rong Su's ghostly eyes jumped in shock. Although the monster with black light couldn't see the realm clearly, it was much stronger than the crystal monster that Thorn Zhan said. He was able to catch the secret art of demon transformation.

Boom, a thunderclap shook in the majesty. Bang, bang, the chain crystal hammer frightened the "Forgotten Slave Garden" planter did not dare to show his head, the sharp thorns trembled and flashed in the night sky, and the fragile petals fell on the forehead in embarrassment, moaning weakly.

The roar sounded all night, the cold wind blew, the cold rain drifted, and the cold woke up in the morning. Facing the fresh coolness, rippling soft waves, a halo shines through the broken black of the sky, the forbidden knowledge is enslaved, the black light shines on the ice body, and the yin becomes crystal light and transparent. The dim light of the water, the dream-like glitter.

Boom, Rong Fang's wheel-shaped flower shadow hit the forbidden slave between the suspensions. The crystal light exploded, and the forbidden slave burst instantly, shattering into pieces of ice crystals, flashing with a ghostly white light in the Dao Dao glow.

Mo Ye gradually fed the grass shadow through the hanging slit, and the planting shadow of the divine consciousness quickly escaped. "What a ghostly technique, it can actually fight with the demon realm plant girl for so long."

Rong Fang wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, and her face changed color in shock. Although the black monster was defeated, it was because of the ray of light in the sky. Rong Fang's ghostly divine consciousness "Forget the Slave Garden", faintly felt that the wisp of divine consciousness was still in the garden. Why only block the overhang, but not escape. "Assassination Quick Investigation, Can Forgotten Slaves Escape"?(To be continued......)