The airspace condensed, not even the bits and pieces of starlight, it was pitch black, dim.

Mo Xie let go of his divine sense, followed the three saints of Yi Shen, Yi Nan, and Huai Xiao, and moved forward silently. The four sages walked slowly, and although their divine consciousness could peep into the sounds of bits and pieces dozens of feet away, sense the subtle whispers of their hearts, and smell the slightest change in taste, they could not visually see what was there, what was there. I can only look at the Zhangxu area illuminated by the night crystal lights, and there is a muddy atmosphere outside Zhangxu.

The four sages walked cautiously, unable to tell where they were going, and could only wander aimlessly. After walking a short distance, the four holy priests couldn't help but be ashamed.

What caught Zhang Xu's eyes was a milky black mist, which overflowed one by one outside the crystal light of Zhang Xu, slowly diffusing to his side, scattering into a soft thin sand. Fluttering and disappearing into the black halo behind him.

The Four Saints of Mo Evil did not dare to escape, so they had to fall into the dark blue stone. The scattered near stones, which are not clear which part of the mountain, are hidden in the mist, a little bit from the darkness, and a little bit into the black fog curtain.

Black mist, wet, cool silky. It flowed in front of him, with a hint of coldness, as if it wanted to drain every wisp of heat from the saints.

Yi Shen and the other saints gasped at the same time. Instantly, he stared at the blue stone a few feet away.

The blue rock comes out suddenly, the inner quality is like a thin bone, with a layer of blue hair, the hair is dense but not sparse, the hair is hung with black beads, and the hair is in one direction, as if it is not upside down.

The huge blue-haired stone of the Mo Evil Divine Consciousness was so big that the Baizhang Divine Consciousness could not see the edge of the rock, the top of the rock. You can only feel gusts of mist flowing through the stone face.

Mo Xie's expression gradually became solemn, and his brows locked into several layers of flesh. The telekinesis flashed, and the black silk between Yi Shen and Yi Nan's wrists snapped open. A black light fell into Mo Ye's hand, and the golden dragon pattern dagger slowly took shape.

"The three holy friends, please light each of them with a night crystal." Mo Xie said in a deep voice, and the black mist ghost couldn't look at it anymore. Mo Ye didn't dare to hold it up, and only the cooperation of the four saints could explore the secret of the "Mixed Yin Valley".

Yi Shen and Yi Nan didn't dare to be slow, although they hated Mo Xie in their hearts, and they really wanted to immediately slash their bodies and tear apart their divine senses, but now they can only think about it. As soon as he thought about it, the two saints hurriedly took out the night crystal and threw it on the top of their heads, distancing themselves from Mo Yecheng's horns.

The crystals overlapped, and the distance between the eyes was a little larger. You can clearly see the gravel-covered stone road, and the undulating stone edges. It looks like a blue stone cone, lying on the stone rock with a blunt stone edge, like the emerald color left by solid ice and snow for 10,000 years. The boiling black fog between the stones, from the trickle to the curtain waterfall, was crowded with a long surging mist. It looks like someone is driving away the fog.

Huai Xiao's ugly face was stretched extremely long, and the corners of his forehead were staring at the corners of his forehead, whether it was sweat or fog, and he was playing night crystals. Examining the blue bluded stone inside the mask. His fingers twisted through the black mist that surged through the cracks in the stones, muttering to himself, and it was difficult to hear what Huai Xiao was saying.

Mo Xie had no intention of listening to Huai Xiao's muffled words, and walked along the blue stone towards the dark valley. A burst of gravel sounded, and a blood-colored light shield instantly lit up outside Mo Xie's body, and he grabbed a stone hammer in the air and smashed it towards the flying stone shadow.

Crack! The falling stone shadow turned into a cloud of black gas, and disappeared into the black mist before it fell into the night crystal aura.

Mo Xie locked his brows. Silently aware of the ghostly stone shadow that exploded in a hundred zhang, what was flying in, more brittle than a stone, and before the stone hammer could be hit, the stone shadow had already exploded.

Mo Xie swept his eyes at Yi Shen outside, Yi Shen held a tooth-shaped flow key, the streamer flashed, and the phantom flow key left black marks on the edge. Yi Shen raised his cold eyebrows and stared at the black traces ploughed on the edge, and a fishy smell came to him, which frightened Yi Shen's expression, poof!

Yi Nan didn't make a move, but he held the "Ring Light Thorn" in his hand, and the Dao Ring Thorn flashed with a white miserable light, and the light seemed to be biased to one corner, as if it was not the ghostly stone sound in the black fog that was about to be slashed, but Yi Shen's head.

Huai Xiao glanced at Yi Nan and Yi Shen, and fell between the two saints like a ghost. "Yi Nan went to guard the right side".

Yi Nan couldn't help but shudder, his face instantly covered with frost, and he glanced at Huai Xiao's silhouette. I shuddered in my heart, this old saint of the third order of condensation, with such mental power, such a cold face, was able to suppress Yi Nan's divine sense.

Mo Xie glanced at the small movements of the Three Saints Mo Ming. Shen Zhi said: "Fellow saints, we have entered the 'Chaoyin Valley', if we can't work together, and we are taken advantage of by the ghosts, I am afraid that the Holy Domain will laugh at the incompetence of the Yi clan."

As soon as Mo Xie said this, Yi Nan's "Ring Light Thorn" tightened his grip, and his divine sense turned to the dark valley region.

The four saints moved forward slowly, each time they moved, the blue stone changed shape with the movement of Zhang Xu, sometimes protruding, sometimes falling, twisting and turning, difficult to determine its shape. Only occasionally a stone shadow fell, and each time it became bigger and bigger, as if a sage was holding a stone and smashing it down.

Mo Ye's hand trembled slightly, although the phantom stone hammer was supported by true qi, it must be an illusion thing. Although under the blessing of the spell, he was able to smash the stone shadow in the black domain lightly, but he gradually felt extremely difficult. It seems that the Stone Shadow Sacred Technique falling from high in the sky has a strong devouring power against condensation.

Every time Mo Xie shattered, the true qi in the Danhai was missing a wisp.

"This"? Mo Ye's face turned green. What can devour true qi?

"With a holy vessel"?" Huai Xiao roared in a voice like a pig's howl. The three-character string sound echoed in the dark valley, as if in a cave, and the dizzy sound lingered for a long time.

A blue light flashed in Mo Ye's hand, and "extinguishing the fire" was held in his hand. Mo Xie swept his eyes at Yi Shen and Yi Nan, and the two saints actually blessed the holy weapon with the three fires of yin and yang. Yi Shen's "Flow Key" is red, and Yi Nan's "Ring Light Thorn" is green. Huai Xiao held the glittering bamboo strip in his hand, smoking the stone shadow that fell from time to time.

Most of the three fires of yin qi have been seen by Mo Ye, Yi Nan's "Ring Light Thorn" should be blessed with the fire of Yin and cold, and Huai Xiao's "Bamboo Whip" should be blessed with the fire of Yin Ash. It's just that what kind of fire is blessed by the "flow key" of the god of Yi, and why is it red?

Mo Xie Divine Sense glanced at it, shook his head, and a black flame twisted over the blade of "Fire Extinguishing". Poof! The sword blade ignited a black flame, so shocked that the black mist was far away, and the night crystal lamp actually shone more.

The three pairs of crimson crystal eyes were aimed at Mo Ye. "Yin Burning Fire"? The first-order saint of Qi Condensation actually refined the "Yin Burning Fire". There is still a fifth order of condensation, how much chance will this have? The three saints were so shocked that their eyes turned red.

It is extremely rare for the Holy Domain to be able to refine the "Yin and Yang Three Fires" at the first level of Qi Condensation, not only because the realm is insufficient, but also because the soul energy, cognitive energy, and mental power are not enough to refine. The first-order refining of condensation qi "Yin and Yang Three Fires" is nine times out of ten to the point that the soul is scattered. If the second order of condensation qi wants to refine the "three fires of yin and yang", they must ask the sage of the incarnation realm to assist them to prevent the demonic fire from burning their bodies. Only a third-order sage of Qi Condensation would dare to refine it on his own. In other words, there is no hope of refining the first order of condensation. And the opportunity for the Qi Condensation Realm Sage to truly grasp the "Yin and Yang Three Fires" was only five times.

Huai Xiao saw Mo Xie bless the holy weapon with the "Yin Burning Fire", his ugly face changed shape, stretched his neck as if he wanted to say something, and swallowed it back.

The black scorching flame qi swept away in the air, and a cloud of stone shadows that flew into the circle of the hundred zhang divine consciousness disappeared silently. It didn't explode into black gas, but it was swallowed up by the black flames.

Mo Xie looked at the eyes of the three saints imprisoned on the black flame, and he forgot to slash and slash the falling stone shadow, and let Mo Xie slash and slash in the air. Three pairs of black eyes danced with black flames, and their eyes jumped with a burst of shock as they "extinguished the fire" and slashed into the airspace. Judging whether Mo Ye's black flame is a "Yin Burning Fire" or a trick.

"Got it by chance". Mo Ye grinned.

Mo Xie cultivated without a teacher or teaching, relying on his understanding of the magic method and studying it again and again. Now Phantom Mo Ye and Yi Shen are looking for the "Qi of Mixed Yin" in the "Mixed Yin Valley".

In the "War Shadow Crystal Platform", Mo Xie Zhen's body was cultivating with his eyes closed, sometimes refining the "Hundred Qi True Crystal", sometimes refining the "Hundred Consciousness True Crystal", and then taking out crystal books such as "Mixed Yuan Heart Method" and "Divine Creation" to study carefully. It is unknown how many detours Mo Xie has taken in his cultivation of spells.

Huai Xiao's ugly face twitched and deformed, and he muttered in his heart. "To put it mildly, 'by chance', if there is no opportunity, it is 'by chance'."

After the three saints were stunned for a few moments, they retracted their gaze, but they didn't make a move, and with Mo Xie retreating, they watched Mo Xie slash the stone shadows that fell from time to time.

Gradually, Yi Shen and Yi Nan's faces changed slightly, and they glanced at Huai Xiao. Huai Xiao locked his eyebrows, and layers of doubts condensed in his heart. "How strong is this Mo Evil Holy Friend's divine sense, and why is it that many of the black lights that were slashed in the air passed through the black mist dozens of feet away."

The black flame "extinguishing the fire" stopped slightly, and the stone shadow stopped, and a mysterious aura rushed towards him, the breath was like a pant like a dark orchid, and the soft silk was mixed in the black mist.

Mo Ye's face became solemn, and the three eyes stared at the black flame for a long time, and they also became a little dazed, and slowly withdrew his gaze to look at the black blue stone rock. turned to condense on Mo Ye's body.

Mo Ye's hand flashed, a light shield was held in front of him, and the black flame fell on the light shield, and the shield body glowing with red light instantly ignited a black mist flame, like a shield with black fire, tempered in the rising flames, and sometimes black sparks exploded.

The black flame flashed, Mo Xie pushed the shield, and obliquely held the black flame to "extinguish the fire" and cautiously escaped. It seemed that the gossamer-like aura in the distance condensed the momentum of cold killing, which made Mo Ye have to feel a chill in his heart and become extremely careful.

A drop of crystal sweat shone with a pale night crystal light and fell, like a thousand years of silence in the ancient cave, the terrifying sound of the spring, the sound of the three saints also tightened their breath. Quietly let go of all kinds of battle shields, and stared at the glow-in-the-dark shadow that was gradually pushed into the glow-in-the-dark with blazing eyes.

The four saints condensed and forbidden, and the soul condensed and gathered dozens of zhang forward, Huai Xiao, Yi Shen, and Yi Nan's faces became ugly one after another, and the hands holding the holy weapon clenched burst out of the bones and bones, the bare arms, and the bulging flesh bumps were slightly deformed. (To be continued......)