"Holy friend, I have thought about it, but I have a chance to wash my heart." Wu Yese's narrowed eyes hadn't been withdrawn yet, and the words with laughter fell into his ears.

The corners of Wu Ye's mouth then grinned, and he looked at Mo Ye with a smile. As soon as his mind moved, several crystals of light flew towards Mo Ye, and with a few pops, five cold rays of light shot towards Mo Ye's collarbone, heart socket, and leg bone.

Crackling, with a piercing sound, Mo Ye bent into a half-arc and nailed it to the crystal cover.

"I don't know whether to live or die, before the play is played, you want to leave." As soon as Wu Ye finished speaking, his eyes bulged out.

The little saint stood in the crystal cover with a smile. Behind him is a black skin.

Wu Ye was stunned, his face was blue and he held his breath, and his whole body trembled. The "Five Elements Nail" didn't nail the little saint. Stared at the dark skin. "Demons"? It is impossible that the "Demon Eyes" and "Long Demon Flashes" in the Chixin Pavilion have not been warned.

"Giggle", Wu Ye's teeth rattled, and he laughed. "The little saint has a bit of a family background, and there is a holy garment comparable to a half-saint."

The black ink in the airspace slowly condensed, Wu Ye reached out and grabbed it, and a ghostly strange soldier grabbed it from the black domain. "Poison God Poke, the ancestor has been useless for thousands of years, and you can still use it to kill a little saint today, baby go and suck some essence blood."

The billowing black mist rose into the air, rolling silently like a wheel, surging like a powerful air current, instantly engulfing Mo Ye's crystal cover.

The cold mist of sticky fans rolls slowly, the waves ebb and flow, chasing each other. A black centipede burrowed out of the black mist, and in an instant it dived into the fog, burrowing back and forth several times, making a hissing scream.

Wu Ye stretched his neck and stalked there. What's going on? The poisonous centipede conjured up by the "Poison God Poke" didn't even burrow into the crystal cover. The screams were filled with fear. A black light flew out from Wu Ye's fingertips, instantly hitting the black mist.

Bursts of drums sounded, and toms smashed against the skin. Dots of Venus erupted from the black mist, burning bright lines that pierced through the sky. Wu Ye's eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger, and he turned into a radiant look.

The "Poison God Poke" Semi-Holy Hallows, the little saint's black holy clothes can block the "Poison God Poke", and it doesn't break for a few breaths, and Wu Ye's eyes are shining. Could it be a holy garment? Holy cloud service, Lingyun service, Yiyun service, Nian cloud service, Hidden cloud service, Tengyun service. Wu Ye has seen it all, could it be the floating cloud suit? Wu Ye muttered in his heart, I heard that the floating cloud suit is red. The solitary cloud suit is green. Is it a cloud service?

The more Wu Ye thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and fine sweat slowly oozed from the corners of his forehead. If it's really Tengyunfu. That's miserable. Most of the people who wear the Tengyun Holy Service are the envoys and city lords of the Holy Cloud City. What is the origin of the little saint priest? Wu Ambition is terrifying, although there is a difference in the level of the holy clothes, they are comparable to the half-saint saint soldiers. Extremely high defense. Contains hidden attributes.

The little saint is only a third-order solid root, how can he have such an earth-shattering holy suit. Wu Ye went into an ice cave and looked down at the cloud suit on his body. Teeth chattering. Defend the hundred levels of the city, and the master of each level is assigned by the Holy Cloud City, and they are all the Holy Cloud Temperance Envoys, wearing Tengyun clothes.

Green Shadow Pass, in addition to the Guan Master, Shengyun City also assigned six pacification envoys. Wearing a cloud suit, twelve protectors. Thinking of cloud clothes. The owner of the Heart Washing Pond and the owner of the Chuanyun Station are all protectors of the Holy Cloud City.

Wu Ye knows a lot about the following holy clothes of Tengyun, and the small holy clothes such as the holy cloud and the Lingyun costume cannot be broken by the "Poison God Poke", not to mention the Xingyun costume and the remnant cloud costume that have never been seen before. Wu Ye became more and more convinced that the little saint was wearing a holy robe, how could it be a cloud suit and a remnant cloud suit. Only the Holy Clothes that can only be worn by the envoys, elders, and elders of the Holy Cloud City, how can the little saints have them.

Wu Ye wanted to be confused, and he also wanted to be afraid. stared at the black clouds and fog in a daze, and was at a loss for a moment. Obviously, the "Poison God Poke" in the black fog, whether it is poison or divine power, has no way to deal with the little saint in black armor. The little saint priest easily blocked the attacks of the "Poison God Poke" again and again with his black holy clothes alone.

There was a sucking sound, and the black mist made a sharp wind whistle. The billowing black mist disappeared suddenly, and a black and bright centipede coiled on the crystal cover, and countless pointed claws knocked on the crystal wall, and there was no intention to get into it at all.

Wu Ye's heart trembled like a thousand hammers. His snort sounded in the air, and his dead eyes stared at the little saint sitting in the crystal shield. "What do you call a holy friend?"

Mo Xie calmed down and suppressed the poisonous mist in the Danhai. "A hundred bags of young masters".

Hum, Wu Ye is like a slap on the head, dressed in holy clothes, and calls himself the young master. Frightened, Wu Ye's forehead twisted and bruised. With a move of his hand, the black centipede turned into a black shadow and fell back into Wu Ye's hand. The "Poison God Poke" once again conjured up a tumbling black mist.

Wu Ye saluted respectfully. "I don't know that the young master is far away, and there are many negligences."

Wu Ye's smiling face flattered, flattering Mo Ye. Patting the holy bag and taking out a dark blue crystal bubble, the smiling face suddenly changed color, and with a tap of the dark blue crystal arc, countless points of light shone in the black airspace, and several blue lights hit the crystal cover.

Mo Xie's grinning face instantly condensed with frost.

"Little saint, you dare to pretend to be the young master of Saint Cloud City, you don't know whether you are alive or dead." Wu Ye Ghost laughed again and again, the black mist in his hand burst out, and the "Poison God Poke" flashed a black light, rolling up the black mist, slashing towards Mo Ye who was locked by the blue light.

Bang, the white light flashed in front of Wu Ye's eyes, and the smiling face was fixed in the moment he bared his teeth. The cheeks on the left side were hit hard by the white light, and the mouth with teeth was beaten into a crescent shape, and half of the beard was burned. The bulky body flew out in circles.

In the dark airspace, hundreds of blue flashes flew out in a staggered manner, a thunderbolt illuminated the sky, and then the lightning flashed and flashed, and the thunder was one after another, whistling like a violent wind, and the rumbling thunder sounded, and the earthquake trembled, and large blue electric balls flew out, like hell.

In front of Mo Evil Crystal's cover, the cicada closed one eye and opened one eye, staring at the blue lightning in the sky obliquely, listening to the sound of thunder, stretching out his pointed fingers, blocking the black hole beside his eyes. Caught the "Poison God Poke" flying in the air.

With a flick of the sharp claws, the black cloud rolling mist turned into a large black umbrella, and the jagged electric light that shook the ears numb, and crashed into the umbrella surface of the black mist, and countless broken fire beads exploded like broken jade, crackling and bursting with sparks.

The cicada squeaked excitedly. Half of his body stood up, holding a huge black fog umbrella, turning in circles, and his pointed and round tail was cocked high.

Wu Ye, who was lying in the black airspace, half of his face was out of shape, the other half of his face was bleeding, his teeth were fighting with each other, and bubbles were bulging. , trembling like a sieve of chaff, forgetting about the shattered bones, staring at half of his eyes, staring at the white and chubby big insect in front of the crystal cover.

"Expanding the Realm of the Sixth-Order Holy Worm"? Wu Ye's heart is gone, and the "Demon Eye" is not deceiving, the little saint really has a holy worm on his body. The Expansion Realm Sixth-Order Great Holy Worm "Long Demon Flash" was almost powerless against it. Wu Ye seemed to have grabbed his leg and crawled in the airspace, bleeding his hands tremblingly and taking out the order to enter the pool from the holy bag.

Didn't wait to crush it. The roar of thunder rolled low and sluggish, and as the wind raged and disturbed the aura in the sky, a thunderbolt shot out from the depths of the black sky, exploding the black mist that was permeated by the "Poison God Poke" and the black airspace, covering the sky and the sun and exuding a hideous momentum.

Wu Ye trembled with fright, and the pool entry in his hand was forgotten, and he looked stupidly at the two pairs of black eyes in front of him who did not have white eyes. Wu Ye condensed the second order, looking at the big white insect of the sixth order of the expansion realm, and was so frightened that he lost a trace of combat power. I couldn't breathe anymore, blood foam was piled up on the side of my mouth, and the corners of my half-intact mouth were shaking.

The white pointed three-fingered claws of the cicada stretched out, clasped Wu Ye's neck, held the black mist umbrella and walked with vigor and vigor, and flew majestically towards Mo Ye's crystal cover, which was the same as the thunder and lightning that the sky and the earth shattered.

Mo Ye slapped Wu Ye Danhai violently, Wu Ye's eyes widened, and he lay in the crystal cover like an eggplant. The cicada flew into the holy bag with the "Poison God Poke" in full spirit.

Boom, a few bursts of thunder rang out, and the blue lightning disappeared. After a few sounds like a herd of galloping and roaring wild horses, the black space became thicker and thicker, and the pressure became lower and lower, and the black space became pitch black.

Mo Xie casually popped out several night crystals, and the dark and dull sky lit up in several circles. The light of the night crystal is actually limited by the black domain, and each night crystal can illuminate the hundred zhang space. In the black sky, ten zhang is insufficient.

Mo Ye held the night crystal and shouted several "flat music" in the black airspace. Only then did I follow a few small trembling sounds to find the flat music with tears. Mo Xie tried a few times to pull Bian Le into the crystal cover. Every time the crystal hand passes through the crystal wall and stretches out a few zhang, the crystal wall prints a long crystal hand, which cannot be penetrated at all.

Mo Xie reluctantly gave up, comforted Bian Le a few words, shouted Gu Xin's name, and touched it.

Gu Xin stood in the crystal cover with a smile, his skin was brighter than snow, his eyes were like a pool of clear water, and there were tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. The shoulders of the black armor are half-covered with a slender jade neck, a crisp chest is like clotted white jade, half-covered and half-hidden, and a pair of long, watery and well-proportioned legs are exposed under the half-high battle skirt, and the extremely glamorous eyes are bewitching, and the water covers the fog and is flattering.

Mo Xie was excited, his deep eyes blinked, when they met in the dark domain just now, Gu Xin was not dressed so exposed, and in the blink of an eye, the black curtain fell, how did he become like this.

"Ah, it's okay?" Mo Xie asked stupidly.

Gu Xin wore black armor and floated without wind, his long hair poured down, his black shirt was like a flower, and his snow-white jade arms were even more dazzling, flashing with soft eyes. "Miss you".

Mo Xie swallowed and foamed, and his heart burned like a fire. Hurriedly retracted his gaze and looked at Wu Ye, who was lying in the crystal cover.

This second-order Great Saint of Qi Condensation, trembling all over, frightened to the point that his soul was not possessed, he held his breath and lay still, lying without moving, his eyes bursting with beads, and he lost his bullish energy just now, staring at Mo Ye in panic.

Wu Ye really couldn't understand how a holy insect comparable to the sixth order of condensation could be willing to commit himself to the holy bag of the little saint. It's incredible, Wu Ye doesn't have the mind to escape, only vague and inexplicable fear. (To be continued......)