The dark blue sky was instantly covered with bright stars, and a powerful divine sense overwhelmed the sky. The huge waves are surging, and the blue waves are shaking the sky, and the big mixed river water becomes ripples and the reflection is broken. The soft moonlight shone with sparkles, and the waves flowed gently, like dreamy silk lines, smooth and black.

Mo Ye and Yu'er were dumbfounded, dizzy, as if they had been beaten, their eyes straightened, their pale eyelids spasmed, and their mouths grinned. "Dead fish, what did you just knock out".

"I don't know what I knocked out, don't you know what you shot?"

"I know that I said, if you pull it down, I'll shoot it." Mo Ye scanned the water surface with the water avoidance ring, but saw nothing.

"I'll pull, you will shoot, you don't have a brain." The fish stared at the saintess flying in the air.

Several meteors slid across the sky, dragging the long tail of the streamer, and quietly stopped in the air. "Yangqing, what's going on".

The dark night sky emits a pink glow, and the beautiful ephemeral unfolds like an epiphany. A beautiful saint stands on a flower plate. "Yinhua Inspector, there are disciples who have fallen into the Great Mixed River without knowing it."

Yinhua's thin eyebrows were slightly frowned, faintly containing a murderous aura, and she squinted and swept towards the Great Mixed River.

The dark and dreary Dachao River, the waves are surging, and the rolling waves are flowing endlessly. Bursts of black gas rose from the Dachao River, as if a mist filled the water.

"Demonic Spirit". Yinhua's slender hand secretly pointed at the holy bag.

"Fish, run away." Mo Ye felt a chill, and Yinhua's gaze seemed to be a barbed hook, piercing through the black and chaotic river.

"Don't move, the water ring is hidden, we don't move, you can't find it." The fish puffed out its eyes and pouted at the silver flower with contempt.

The streamer quickly pierced the night sky, sparkling and sucking. In an instant, silently submerged into the Great Mixed River, the fish had a pair of eyes, it was too late to escape, the tail was cold through the armor, followed by a heart-piercing pain, and a golden lock laboriously tied the tail shin of the fish.

Fluttering, the fish rolled in the river for a while, rolling river water, like boiling hot water. The fog is rising, and the waves are dozens of feet high. Ten thousand blue swords flew into the blue night sky.

Yinhua's ruddy lips reveal the arc of petals, and the slightly concave corners of her mouth have a faint hint of playful smile. A mouthful of frighteningly white teeth peeked out from inside the red lips. The long sleeves waved lightly, and the river was calm. "Demon fish, dare to enter my holy realm to make waves."

The fish seemed to be stunned by the silver flower's sleeve, and its mind was full of countless Venus, and it was pulled to the surface of the water as if it were dead. A bubble erupts from the fish's mouth. "Help me. If you don't save them, I will say that you killed those four holy women."

Mo Ye's face jumped. "Damn the dead fish, it's still pulling the back of the pad until it dies."

The black mixed river water is surging. A red fire dragon soared into the sky, spewing nine heart-shaped flames, fangs and claws, roaring and pounced on the silver flower.

Yinhua was stunned. How could the demon fish have such a domineering holy weapon. A little bit of the finger volleyed into the air, and a pink flower-shaped light shield stood in front of him. The flower-shaped shield petals have not yet unfolded. The red fire dragon swirled around the flower-shaped light shield like a whirlwind.

The pink petals are like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. Slowly falling, poof, poof, poof, puff petals turned into bursts of fresh air.

Yinhua's big black eyes flickered. Eyes that are as sharp as a sword. This dragon is not a holy weapon, but can reach a holy soldier. The Epiphany Shield is a condensing aura realm holy weapon created by Yinhua, which has been used for thousands of years and will win every battle. Today, in a suck, the holy weapon was crushed by the Nine Flame Fire Dragon. Yinhua's heart was violently colic, and her consciousness thundered, and there was a tingling pain and confusion. Almost planted in the Great Mixed River.

The holy realm casts holy weapons, and the spirit of the instrument is mostly the ontological divine consciousness, and the holy weapon created in this way can do whatever you want, and you can do it. During the duel, the holy weapon is destroyed, but the spirit of the instrument is not destroyed.

The Nine Flame Fire Dragon swirled slightly, not only did it break the holy weapon, but even the spirit of the instrument was also hit hard, and the silver flower was quickly collected, otherwise the divine consciousness would also be damaged.

Yinhua was stunned for a moment, and the Nine Flame Fire Dragon pounced on the jade wrist. A red bloodshot spurted out, Yinhua's wrist was painful, the fire burned through the bones, and it was tied to the demon subduing lock on the wrist, losing the support of true qi, and falling into the water with a bang.

"Thousands of stones and blue waves, listen to my orders, ten thousand jade beads, give me strength, escape." Mo Xie shouted a spell, and the Great Chaos River was silent, and a black line flowed down the black river.

Boom, ten thousand magic spells entered the Great Mixed River, and the boiling river water turned into scorching steam, pouring into the black and blue night sky.

Mo Ye's five hundred and fifty miles of divine consciousness were all smashed into the water avoidance ring, and the burning feeling of the fire roasting his buttocks stared at Mo Ye and pounced. Countless snake mouths, spitting letters, fangs, and venom, bit Mo Xie's tail and chased after them.

"Thousand stones". The fish were so frightened that their scales stood up. The bubble eyes are full of fire. Halfway through the shout, he remembered that he was not as fast as Mo Xie. With a big mouth, whew, whew, whirl and blow the wind backwards. Pull the crying tune. "Quick, quick, fast. Mo Shengyou, it's almost baked into dried fish—".

Mo Ye condensed a fine sweat in the cold water, and there were too many spells behind him, although he had no direction. Each technique is above the solid root realm, and it is pursued in different levels. Although Mo Xie has black armor, he can't stop the hammer blow like raindrops, and if he can't die, he will be shocked to death.

The sky above the Dachao River weighed down like a huge piece of lead. In an instant, the electric light pierced through the dark clouds, the rumbling thunder sounded, the huge roar, and the raindrops the size of soybeans fell from the sky, crackling, and the heavens and the earth became a black expanse!

Ouch, Mo Xie screamed, the stinging pain of the fire in his wrist seemed to be burned by the soldering crystal iron, and the painful Mo Xie tongue was almost bitten off.

The sweltering heat and suffocating aura weakened in the torrential rain, but it couldn't stop the spells falling from the sky one after another. A series of lightning pierced the dark night, forming thousands of black clouds, rolling forward with the scorching air waves, like demons and monsters along the Great Mixed River to make waves, dull thunder, crisp thunderbolts, rolling black clouds, pouring torrential rain. Chasing Mo Ye's shadow, devouring the tranquility along the way.

Mo Xie wanted to use the Red Sun Divine Weapon several times to slash the Holy Maiden behind him, but he didn't dare to do it. Mo Xie was afraid of the differentiation of his divine sense, so his escape technique slowed down, and the rolling heat wave rushed behind him, and the fish not only became grilled fish fillets, but also became barbecued meat slices himself.

Although there were many spells behind him, there were obviously a lot less, and those saints who were not fast enough were left far behind by Mo Ye.

In the sky behind Mo Xie, in the thunder of lightning and thunder, several ghostly fire-like ghosts flashed one after another. At a few o'clock, there was a creepy burst, and Mo Ye's hair stood up. The breath of death seeped into the mind.

Mo Xie trembled, walking on thin ice. Infinite fear froze the blood all over the body. Glancing back at the sky. "Dead fish, this time you killed".

The fish was so frightened that they couldn't possess their bodies, and the world was spinning. Bubble fish stared at the cold light that flew in, and his whole body condensed into a hard stone, and his desperate gaze spat out a bubble. "It's over, it's dead."

"Thousand stones". Smack, Mo Ye snapped the fish head fiercely.

"It's still a thousand years old." Grabbing the fish's gills, he stuffed the dizzy fish into the holy bag, whoosh, whoosh, seven yellow points of light, a black root holding a yellow long heart-shaped seed, and a red and black disc on his head escaped into the holy bag.

The cold light that flew into the sky turned into a phoenix-shaped flame, piercing the cloudy sky in the blink of an eye. The flame beak pecked at Mo Ye's head, and the poofed turned into a piece of blood, and not a single divine sense flew out. Xueliang's sharp claws instantly grabbed into the Danhai, and with a pop, a pot-sized hole appeared in Mo Ye's abdomen.

With a loud phoenix roar, Mo Ye's holy body exploded into a blood-red mist in the sky, dissolving into the black night. A faint air was left in the air, and a red mark was cracked in the sky, which was also true, sad, and beautiful. The red marks slowly faded, the dark clouds in the dark sky dispersed, the bright moon was in the sky, the stars were dotted, and the thin clouds changed into a soft posture like a light veil, restoring a gorgeous tranquility.

Several pretty saints, dressed in white gauze and lined with shoulder-length skirts, are demure and serene, gentle and generous. The face reflected in the soft moonlight and a gentle smile.

Qiao Fang threw the crystal ball with a smile. Several holy women gathered around, blinking dreamy eyes and showing soft smiles. "Little saint, you have a way to live last time, but this time you ate leopard gall and came to make trouble again, you should be killed."

Xi Han stared at the crystal ball tightly and sighed regretfully. "You guys, it's too ruthless, a little saint has such a trick, and he may become the backbone of the holy realm in the future, let your gentle little hands kill when you say kill."

"I didn't kill it, it was Senior Sister Qiao Fang's hand." Lin Rong covered her mouth and smiled playfully.

"All right—you are all kind-hearted, bodhisattva-hearted. I'm a serpent-hearted witch." Qiao Fang didn't have a good look at Xi Han and the others, and just now he was going to fight and kill, gritting his teeth. It's like they've changed for a while.

"Boom, boom, boom. Senior Sister Qiao, don't be angry, isn't it just a little saint, there are thousands of people who don't die that day in the Holy Realm, and there are more than a thousand outstanding people, and one can be killed by spitting at the mouth." Yin Tan played the round field, staring at the black waves of the big mixed river.

"Ouch, didn't the Silver Flower Inspector say that there are still demon fish and Nine Flame Soldiers?" Xi Han exclaimed in surprise, popping out hundreds of night crystals, and the vast mixed river was as bright as day, like stars in the sky crowding the black river.

"Hee, hee, hee. Look for it quickly, the fish will find the wine, and whoever finds the Nine Flames will belong to whom." Lin Rong shouted with a smile. The five holy maidens surrounded the Mo Evil Holy Body explosion point and searched outside.

Poof, poof, poof. For example, if a crystal ball or a holy weapon flies into the night sky, as long as it can be used for searching purposes, it is used. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of saintesses flew into the sky, and they were found in pieces under the instruction of the five envoys.

"Senior Sister Qiao, you are too ruthless, your divine consciousness has been extinguished, your spiritual root has been dug up, the Holy Body has exploded, and even the Nine Flame Soldiers have been defeated, are you so domineering Red Flame Luanfeng"?

"Senior sisters, things are a bit strange, the demon fish must have escaped, and the Nine Flames Warrior is in his hands." Qiao Fang stared at the dark and gloomy Dachaojiang suspiciously, with a suspicious expression.

"Chase, can't let him run". The five saints gathered together, and ten thousand strange flowers competed to display. (To be continued......)