The silky breath seems to be far and near, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, a faint wisp, gently disturbed, and it makes people's hearts hang with frost as if they have smoked their souls.

The cool breeze and the black fog disturbed the fog, crazy, rolled up wisps of black silk and floated through the night crystal lamp shadow, like the fog rolled up the silk, condensed black, and was disturbed.

Huai Xiao's ugly face gradually elongated, with forehead lines, eye lines, and purple lines hanging wherever there are lines. The figure flashed, and Huai Xiao's figure quickly sank into the black mist.

Mo Xie, Yi Shen, and Yi Nan Divine Consciousness followed with a condensation. I could only sense a few heartbeats in the black fog dozens of feet away.

The three saints didn't dare to be careless, although there were no ghostly stone shadows falling in this valley, the blood condensation qi was very heavy. It seems that before sucking a number, there was a hand-to-hand fight, which is not the blood gas after the spell attack, but the breath after the blood coagulation, warm and fishy.

With the condensation of blood and qi, the complexion of the three saints was much calmer, and the blood qi was not terrible for the saints of the condensation realm, and they were afraid that there was no blood in the qi, the kind of rest that could break the soul of the heart.

After dozens of sucks, the three night halos and Zhang Xu halos converged. The three saints looked indifferently at the stained blood between the stones, the blood stains had not dried, and slowly flowed down along the blue stone hair. A thin skeleton on the stone wall was deeply embedded in the stone cracks, and the osprey-like dry black face seemed to have been roasted dry. The nose was flat, bloodshot and collapsed on the face as if it had been hit by a heavy object.

A battle armor has long been tattered, and the dog tears the wolf and bites the pieces of armor. Only one of the two arms was intact, and the other was severed by the wrist, and the incision was very flat, and even the bones were neatly broken.

Although the Holy Body was embedded in the cracks of the stone, it was constantly trembling, and the gossamer breath came from the dead and unfrozen Holy Body. The black fog area trembled, trembling with blood, trembling with soft breath, trembling with the soul-shaking pain.

Huai Xiao pulled an ugly face of horizontal flesh and stood in front of the blue-haired stone wall, breathing deeply, panting for a long and rough breath, like the anger in his chest erupting strongly. Only heavy smoke remains.

Yi Shen, Yi Nan and the others approached the terrifying bloody body with the night crystal lamp, and their noses took a deep breath and stopped breathing. Staring at blood-red eyes, staring at the bloody face and godless scattered eyes in the cracks of the stone. A long exclamation. "Yihe Protector".

The exclamation seemed to bite his tongue, and Yi Nan's eyes narrowed together in pain.

Yi He disappeared during the "Ghost Festival" in the city, and now it has been nearly a hundred years, how can he be here. And it's so miserable, it looks like I've been scared to death.

Yi Shen and Yi Nan were just about to come up, but Huai Xiao raised his hand to block the two saints and suppressed his voice. As if afraid to wake up the sleeping corpse. "Don't move, he's alive".

Suddenly, the frightened bloody eyes in the stone crevice had a trace of vitality, a little bit widened, strands of blood flowed out from the corners of the eyes, and with the widening of the eyes, the head in the stone crevice came out, as if there was blood paste sticking behind him, and there was a tearing sound.

Fierce. A bloody hand reached out to the black mist, as if to grasp something, and the bloody body popped out of the stone crack. The sound of the ghost howling rang out. "Run, here. Here he comes".

Between the cries, a bloody shadow rushed into a bloody atmosphere. With the smell of, it flashed into the black fog.

"Who? Peek into the wind and grass in the black fog.

The night was silent, only the distant cry echoed in the deep valley where it could not be seen. Sometimes a loud voice. Sometimes he whispered, crying as if he had been skinned. The consciousness of the four saints gradually tightened, although his face was calm, his mood seemed to have fallen lead, and he couldn't breathe.

Yi He patrolled the law to make the divine sense for three hundred and sixty miles, and he was the leader of the younger generation of the Yi family, and the Holy Soul City invited him to go to the Soul City several times, but he gave up because Yi He had not refined the three fires of yin and yang. Decades ago, it was said that he wanted to refine the fire of the embers and enter the Mixed Yin Valley to find the mixed yin qi, but he did not escape the bad luck of being missing.

didn't think about it, Yi He was still alive, but he became crazy, running around like a living corpse, what he saw, he was scared like this.

The four saints did not dare to follow the past, and the "Chaoyin Valley" became very ghostly, as if every step of the way, they were experiencing danger, approaching the demon teeth, and there were unknown ghosts waiting for the saints in front of them.

Mo Ye's eyes became solemn, and he didn't feel that he wanted to retreat, Mo Ye had reached this realm, and he could live for ten thousand years, but now he was only a few hundred years old, and he was desperately trying to gain more than he lost, but the magic sound of the black armor made Mo Xie feel painful. As long as Mo Xie flinched slightly, the ghostly voice seemed to be about to smash his head, and there was a loud sound. "Walk, get closer, catch him".

The ghostly noise is more cautious than Yi He's crying, the bigger it is, Mo Ye's head is about to explode, and the smaller it is, it hurts like a needle prick. Mo Ye had to follow the dazzling sound into the dark and eerie "Mixed Yin Valley".

"Go". Mo Ye no longer hesitated and shouted.

Huai Xiao stared at Yi He's disappearing black domain, his eyes seemed to be sharpened, staring at it deadly. Yi Shen stretched out his hand and sighed, and put down his hand impatiently, Yi Shen wanted to intercept Yi He, and looked at Mo Ye so he had to sigh.

The Four Saints glanced at the black domain behind them, condensed various types of battle shields, and cautiously escaped from this bloody place. Mo Xie and other holy acts do not know how far away. A cloud of black gas stirred up in the black domain. The thick blood qi aggravated the ghostly strangeness of the black mist, and a hoarse voice sounded. "It's better here, it's safe here."

Mo Xie and the other saints walked along the blue-haired stone wall for no more than a hundred feet, and a sharp sound pierced through the silence of the fog. The sound of breaking the sky is like a stone cutting into the air, squeezing out the roar of the wind, and it is like a claw shadow pulling a bagpipe to fall. Mo Ye slashed towards the airspace with a sword, and a black line shadow split the black mist, and several flames flew into the airspace. The black flame burned for a breath in the air dozens of feet high, and then disappeared from sound.

After a few feet of escape, another bagpipe came from the black domain, and the brush lit up with several black trembling lights, as if several black shadows cut through the black domain at the same time, falling from the distant sky, the speed was extremely good, and it was sucked to the top of the head.

The black flame "extinguished the fire" in an arc, the tip of the sword shook, and several black flame sword flowers flew into the black domain, with a small pop. The swift shadow sucked in and ignited black flames, exploding in the black mist.

The Three Saints of Huaixiao just moved forward silently, although the holy weapons and battle shields were in their hands, they had no intention of making a move, and seemed to be waiting for Mo Xie to make a fool of himself. A Qi Condensing First-Order Saint Priest held the three Qi Condensing Great Saints hostage to the "Mixed Yin Valley", and it was impossible to explain how to accompany them on the adventure.

Mo Ye's mind gradually became heavier, was the "Mixed Yin Valley" like this before, or has it become like this in the past hundred years, what is falling in the air, it is a holy weapon, no, it is impossible for a holy weapon to be so easy to break, it is a spell, it is impossible, how can a spell devour true qi. What is it that falls?

After hundreds of slashes, the mysterious falling objects in the black domain, Mo Xie can generally grasp the law. Each time it falls, it falls four times, ten zhang and one falls, and one hundred zhang is strong. Every time the saints flee to a hundred feet, there will be a strong attack to press. These four black shadows were at least twice as strong as the black shadows within a hundred zhang, close to the power of the second-order Qi Condensing Spell.

It is not difficult to take over these black shadows with Mo Ye's existing combat strength, the difficult thing is when the black shadows will fall to their heads, and they will fall faster and faster, and the more they fall, the more they will fall, and the rolling momentum will become more and more cautious.

The strange stone rock convex and concave swirls, changing shapes. It seems to wander along the gravel strokes. The Four Saints didn't know how long they had been walking, how many zhang Xu had escaped, and how many black shadows had fallen, but they couldn't see the end of the blue-haired stone rock.

Huai Xiao inadvertently took a breath of cold air. The saints stopped abruptly and stared at Huai Xiao. I saw Huai Xiao holding a night crystal lamp and staring closely at the blue stone rock. In the blue hair of the condensed water, there was a bare black perforated rock.

Huai Xiao took out the crystal shaft from the holy bag and slowly pulled it apart. A bright red line flickered on the black crystal screen, and it was twisted and overlapped. Huai Xiao's face became very solemn, and he looked back at Mo Xie. "Mo Shengyou, do you know how far I have to go"?

Mo Xie frowned, he hadn't counted this matter, so he had to shake his head.

"We walked a total of 130,000 zhang, and the Holy Friend also struck 13,000 swords once, but we walked back to the starting point." Huai Xiao asked and answered.

What? Yi Shen, Yi Nan, and Mo Ye were all shocked, how could they go back to the starting point. The three saints hurriedly moved closer to Huai Xiao to look at the crystal axis in his hand, and decisively formed a closed curve with bright red lines.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the mark I left when I came." Huai Xiao pointed to the bald rock. Mo Ye's three saints' eyelids jumped a few times, this Huai Xiao is so fine! When the mark was made, the three saints didn't know.

A black light slashed down from the airspace, and Mo Ye and the other saints were startled. "The black shadow that came out of nowhere has changed its tricks again."

Mo Xie cut down a total of thirteen different black shadows along the way, and now what fell was a black light, the black light was extremely fast, and before Mo Xie swung his sword, the black light slashed horizontally on the blue-haired rock in front of him.

A stream of greenish-black gas rose, and the blue hair burned a linear flame to spread to both sides, and the black rock appeared on the stone wall, turning out of the stone wall with a humming sound.

The four sages were shocked, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, staring strangely at the surging stone rock of the black waves, this black rock seemed to be alive, twisting their bodies and shaking the stone patterns.

There was a strange sound, and the surging stone rock bounced open a stone crack. A tall pupil opened suddenly, revealing a slippery door of light and shadow. Four shadows were reflected in the black and bright light.

The sound of a heartbeat that was chilling to the bone, came from the dark light door. "Four saints have taken the test, please enter the 'Valley of the Mixed Shadows'".

The Four Saints of Mo Evil were so shocked that their hearts seemed to fall into the ice water, and they were so frozen that they stopped breathing, and their bodies rose straight up with the frightened sound, as if they were about to float into the air and into the black shadow light gate. The terrifying blood rushed to the top of his head, and his head buzzed.

After walking for so long, it turned out that he was just wandering outside the Mixed Yin Valley, and this was the real valley gate to enter the "Mixed Yin Valley". The four saints were speechless and stared at each other. (To be continued......)