Jian Fengzi put down the letter crystal and bowed his head and said: "Sword Ancestor, Meng Xinzi reports, this holy name is 'Qiong Lone', and he is the apprentice of the eighty-ninth generation disciple of the fifty-first generation of Miao Peak."

"Well, let's go!" The Crane Hair Saint turned his head and looked at Jing Ding, his eyes flashing with a sword shadow again.

Jian Fengzi and the other saints made a big bow and silently withdrew from the stone platform.

Millions of miles away, the "Valley of Dry Souls" domain was silent under the dark crystal lights, and less than a hundred miles away, six mountain peaks flashed with psychedelic red light, gently sweeping across the valley domain. On the top of each peak, dozens of Incarnate Realm Saints stared at the valley sky.

Outside the six peaks, dozens of mountain shadows are dotted with blue light, and the six peaks are surrounded in a circle, as if this mountain shadow is an island floating in the night sky, and I don't know when it will form a large circular array.

There are tens of thousands of miles of pitch-black airspace in the ring array, and the large and small peaks around the mountains have disappeared, leaving a large canyon thousands of miles wide.

The rolling clouds and mist were churning in the darkness, and everything in the black domain seemed to be frozen, only the clouds were rolling, and the wind was quiet, and the sound of falling leaves could be heard. ......

Tens of thousands of holy shadows passed through the peaks, and a mass of holy shadows fell into the empty valley.

Outside the crater, the knife-like peaks carry a few wisps of milky white mist, and in the mist, a slender crystal line is faintly visible. Countless sages hid in the fog, looking forward to the ring light in the distance.

No sage knew what had happened, not even the old sage with his back on his back was on a stone scepter, panting, and his eyes flashed with a bewildered gleam.

Nearly 10,000 years have passed, and such a spectacle has never been seen. A large array was formed in an instant, the mountains changed, the water changed, and the forests and seas disappeared.

"What's going on?" Countless sages looked out into the airspace.

Between the peaks and peaks, an inconspicuous peak, the heavy fragrance of flowers mixed with mist, the shadow of the flowers reflects the pink mist shrouded in the middle of the mountain, in the faint morning light, a piece of flowers, pink condensed with snow white, like snow pressing on the flower head.

A mist rose and the black stone shadow jumped down and fell into the grass again.

Mo Xie, Cheng Ying, and Qiu Jian hid in the stone domain, staring at the sages flying around the mountains.

Mo Xie thought that he would inevitably be chased and killed by the sages of the Holy Sword Mountain after he came out, but he didn't expect it to be such a scene, looking at the originally quiet peaks, there were too many sages standing up, and ants spread a layer on the airspace. Although the realms are different, one peak has such a background, which Mo Xie and Chengying did not expect.

Qiu Jian held a frozen holy body, his eyes stared directly at the frost-solidified white face, looked up at Mo Ye, and then at Chengying, opened his mouth, but did not dare to make a sound.

When did the forbidden slave find the bone corpse of Wuyanzi, Mo Xie didn't care anymore, and he couldn't even escape his life, so he had the heart to think about it.

Cheng Ying straightens his sweat-soaked sideburns. "Is there a way to escape?"

Mo Ye stared at Shi Yu in silence, shook his head, and did not respond.

"So what to do, you can't wait here." Chengying was flustered in his heart, and he had something to rely on, but he had no idea, and he snuggled beside Mo Ye blankly, waiting for what might happen.

Mo Ye held Chengying's cold little hand and gently brought it into his arms. His nose was against the lightly scented hair, and he inhaled deeply, but his divine sense stared at the wind and grass within a thousand miles.

Qiu Jian stretched his neck and swallowed dryly. His face was a little red, as if he was holding his breath.

Suddenly, Mo Xie retracted his gaze and gently moved Chengying's head away, he felt the woman in his arms, the panicked and timid heartbeat, just a small breath, enough to wake up Mo Ye's contemplation.

Mo Xie smiled a little bit of Chengying's pretty nose. "Girl, it's not that I don't have a way, but I don't need it."

Chengying's heart was slightly hot, her face was hot, and she lowered her head in shame, she knew that the small heartbeat just now had startled Mo Ye. Secretly glanced at the sword of revenge that lowered his head and held the ice corpse.

Only then did Mo Xie remember that Qiu Jian was still hiding in the "fog stone".

The Forbidden Slave pulled the skull chain crystal hammer and escaped out of the airspace. "What are you looking for me to do in such a crowded space, do you want to squeeze me?"

"Snow Slave, break the ice ban and return his spirit."

"This matter can be discussed." The forbidden knowledge slave grinned and squeezed his eyes at Qiu Jian.

Mo Ye lightly touched Chengying.

Chengying's reddish cheeks condensed into a smile.

The wind chimes turned, and the ice slave stood in the airspace with a hollow carved bone hammer.

The toothy forbidden slave immediately changed his face. "It's a little thing, look at me".

The skull chain crystal hammer smashed into Qiu Jian, making Qiu Jian's face pale with fright, and the hammer wind stopped in the airspace, and a stream of white mist spit out from the skull's mouth.

The frost-covered face of Wuya opened his eyes violently. glanced at Qiu Jian. Teeth chattering. "Senior brother, this is there."

"Senior brother, you're awake, you're scared to death." Qiu Jian had tears in his eyes, holding Wuyazi, and his voice became a little choked.

"Master!" Chengying called softly.

Wu Yazi held Qiu Jian, trembled as if he had turned on an electric current, raised his head suddenly, stared at Chengying in dismay, looked up and down, as if he couldn't recognize it. After a long time, his face suddenly flew full of burning clouds, and he was as red as a boiled shrimp.

"Ah, it's Shadow, it's so big."

The corners of Mo Ye's mouth twitched, and he forced a smile, he couldn't imagine that Wu Yazi would say this.

"Hmm"!" Chengying replied in confusion. "Master is okay"!

"Okay!" Wu Yazi's eyes turned red and he choked up. "It's just that I'm always being bullied" and swallowed it back.

"Ahh

Seiying shook his head.

Wu Yazi let out a long sigh. "The Holy Land is so big, it is already a great creation for our master and apprentice to meet."

"I met the senior brother, the second senior brother and the third senior sister, as well as Qiu Xiang."

"Really, where is Xiang'er?" Qiu Jian pushed Wu Yazi away, almost not pushing Wu Yazi back.

"They're all very good, they're almost condensing their qi."

"Really"? Qiu Jian burst into tears, staring at the inky black airspace, and softly calling Qiu Xiang's name.

Wu Yazi got up and muttered, "Great, great." Tell me, where are they"?

Chengying shook his head again and turned his face to look at Mo Ye.

Mo Ye looked at Wu Yazi, this character who had inexplicably fought a few times in the puppet realm, and he had a relationship with so many people. Mo Xie was a little sad, there was no Xiao Yue back then, and he had his life to live to this day, where is Yue'er? Mo Xie often asked questions to the sky.

"Five hundred years ago, I saw Xiao Fei, Dang Chen, Mei Lan, and Qiu Xiang when I was in the wasteland, they were all very good, the two seniors can rest assured, a few old people are with my second brother, and they will be fine." Mo Xie replied in a deep voice.

Wu Yazi and Qiu Jian were shocked by the words of the great saint in front of them. Chengying said that Wu Yazi had mentioned it countless times, and Qiu Jian's ears had to hear the calluse. But who is this great saint in front of him who can't see the realm.

Wu Yazi and Qiu Jian shook again and again, and their nervous movements were a little unacceptable.

"Oh, Master, I forgot to introduce you, he is Mo Xie, the saint priest who was arrested by the thirteen chasing orders of the Holy Realm, when you were in the puppet realm, you still fought each other!"

Seeing the panicked appearance of the master and uncle, Chengying hurriedly explained with a smile.

"Mo Xie! Oh my God! He is Mo Xie!" Wu Yazi and Qiu Jian's mouth opened as big as the mouth of a box, and their eyes almost burst out. I swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, and I didn't know what to say.

Mo Ye gently removed the "Transfiguration Technique" and looked at the two wooden people with a smile.

Wu Yazi's breath was gone, and he took a short convulsive breath for a while. "Oh! Sure enough, it's the little brother, it's the Holy Ancestor."

Although Qiu Jian had never seen Mo Ye, he had seen too many crystal images posted all over the realm. Hurriedly bowed. "I have seen the Holy Ancestor".

"The two seniors don't have to be polite, what a holy ancestor, Chengying is my wife, and he should be the junior." Mo Xie pulled Chengying.

"you, who promised you". Chengying shook off his hand, a red cloud floating on his face.

"Don't dare, don't dare". Wu Yazi and Qiu Jian frightened the gods, in the holy realm, the strong are respected, and what kind of generation.

Mo Xie has a mirror in his heart, if Xiaoyue is here, maybe the old man in front of him is his father-in-law. can't be rude, otherwise, one day I really see Xiaoyue, and I put my face there.

"The two seniors can't postpone it any longer, otherwise I'll be angry." Mo Ye's face changed, and a cold and murderous aura condensed in the stone domain.

Wu Yazi and Qiu Jian were frightened, and they didn't know what to do, so they had to reluctantly nod their heads.

"Hey, that's right." Mo Ye laughed. "From now on, you will call me Mo Xie".

"Yes, yes, saint, Mo saint". Wu Yazi is a little confused by the second monk, and it should be the blessing of Chengying.

Mo Ye smiled and took Wu Yazi's hand. "No seniors, don't worry, Xiaoyue Jiren has her own natural appearance, we will find her."

Wu Yazi was scared and sweaty, and his hands and feet were cold. glanced at Chengying.

Chengying smiled, only when Mo Xie thanked Wuyazi for taking care of her when she was in the puppet realm. As for Xiao Yue, it can be regarded as a knowing of Chengying. But Mo Xie never mentioned this name.

"There are no predecessors, there are hundreds of 'Hundred Qi True Crystals' and 'Hundred Consciousness True Crystals', which can be used to cultivate the realm and divine sense."

Mo Xie smiled and took out a small crystal bag from the holy bag. Put it in the hands of Wu Yazi.

Chengying's eyelids jumped for a while, and he couldn't think of how Mo Ye could be so generous today, two hundred "true crystals"?

Wu Yazi doesn't know what "Baiqi True Crystal" and "Baizhi True Crystal" are. But the pure aura flowing out of the crystal bag, the turbulent Danhai instantly turned over the river and the sea, and there was an urge to break through.

His feet were weak, and he almost knelt down. This thing must be an advanced treasure. I'm afraid that only the Great Sage has it.

Mo Xie stubbornly brought up Wuyazi. said with a smile: "You use these first, and I'll give them to you later."

Wu Yazi held the crystal bag and didn't know what to do, and couldn't figure out what was going on. Qiu Jian also looked straight. How could this Saint Realm wizard in front of him be so good to Senior Brother.

Chengying was also confused, his face changed, and according to the intuition of the saint, he seemed to feel that something was wrong here, because of the cadres? )