The Mo Saint is only a first-order of qi condensation, and what weapon can be used to break the "Blood Spirit Blade" so lightly. Slay so many Blood Soul Shadows.

The phantom old saint looked at the black shadows flying from the sky, and his white jade-like face gradually turned black into the bottom of the pot, and then burned into coals, and his virtual eyes burned red. The lips of the phantom fell with the black shadow of the Dao, trembling, and it was more heartbroken than killing him.

Bean-sized droplets of mist fell, and bursts of hiss rang out from the mouth of the illusory old saint, and the wind cracked through the cracks in the trees, tearing apart the blood shadows in the airspace. Back then, it was not easy for the ancient elves to condense the "blood soul", and it took tens of thousands of small saints in the spirit period to refine the "blood soul technique" to condense the "blood spirit blade". Only accidentally refined a Solid Root Realm Saint who escaped from Zeng City, and now this blood soul is extremely powerful, and he has fought with Saint Xue Nu for hundreds of rounds, and he has not lost the slightest bit of defeat.

Hey, if you could refine a Peixing Realm Blood Soul back then, I'm afraid that the "Blood Spirit Blade" would fly down and cut the snow slave apart.

Although the Illusory Ancient Elf sighed, the "Blood Soul Technique" could no longer forge the "Blood Spirit Blade", so that Mo Xie could not survive the killing of 100,000 blood souls for half a day.

The whirlwind sounded from around the phantom ancient elves, and the "Blood Soul War Shadow" that wanted to pounce on it sucked and fled in the airspace, carrying the "Blood Spirit Blade" full of evil spirits. Qi Brush stood behind the wind shadow swirling from the ancient elves.

Thousands of strands of hair and thousands of long hairs fluttered into a half-gown blood-colored battle armor, which was extremely incongruous with the green leaf battle group on the lower body. The hand of the delicate branch bud was lightly grasped, like the "Wind Shadow Condensation" refined by Mo Xie, and grabbed a bloody serrated blade in the airspace.

The blood blade seemed to be empty and solid, humming with the light of the blood spirit. The blood light was like electricity, and the red rays were shining, as if gathering the fire of the sunset, and the red sky instantly dimmed, leaving only this blood-colored afterglow.

As soon as the blood light of the blood light of the blood light was closed, the "Blood Spirit Blade" in the hands of thousands of Blood Soul War Shadows behind him. As the blood light dimmed, the shadow of the Dao Dao blade sucked into the blood blade. The dark red blade of blood was the color of blood clotting. The heavy blade hung down slightly, and pointed at the black shadow scorched earth. "Mo Shengyou, back then, because you had the blood of my elf clan in your body, the ancestor I let you go, passed on your soul transformation technique, and broke the 'blood soul technique' of the insect soul, now you should repay your kindness, leave the blood soul, and help me condense the 'blood soul armor'."

Mo Evil's divine sense was shocked, it turned out that the "Soul Transformation Formula" was given by this ancient elf, and there was no such trick. Not only was Mo Xie unable to dissolve the "Blood Soul Crystal Net" imprisoned in the Voyeur Wisdom Divine Sense, but he was also unable to kill the insect soul that was already extremely strong.

The reason why Mo Xie was able to refine the Enlightenment Bead was not the "Soul Transformation Technique", but the "Soul Transformation Technique" of the Zerg, and the ability to recognize the essence of the Enlightenment Bead was used exactly the "Soul Recognition Technique" in the "Soul Transformation Technique", so Mo Xie could recognize the soul shadow. The soul of the dragon coriander is chased and killed for hundreds of millions of miles, and it can turn evil into good fortune, and it is like a fish in water in the "Ten Thousand Souls Barren Grave". It's all because of the "soul recognition technique", otherwise Mo Xie has the ability to fight with the soul person.

The "Soul Transformation Formula" is considered a great miracle of Mo Evil, and the Lan Elf turned this recipe into the Blood Soul Flower, and at that time he only wanted to kill the insect soul. To prevent the backyard from catching fire, there will be thought that Mo Ye will continue to marry because of this, not only refining the insect consciousness, but also cultivating the three major divine senses to the Great Perfection. He also recognized the insect soul in the pure true qi and killed it to obtain a steady stream of true qi that did not need to be refined. The realm has advanced by leaps and bounds, and in just a few hundred years, he has reached such a realm, and he can be regarded as the strongest among the young generation of the Holy Domain.

Mo Ye's eyes gradually became surprised, it turned out that the "Soul Transformation Technique" was a secret technique of the elf clan. Looking at the murderous appearance of the ancient elves, I don't know whether to fight or thank.

The ancient elf's condensed face became more and more cold, and wisps of terrifying blood qi leaked out from the long blade that gradually became condensed. With a flick of his long hair, there was a long whistle, and an arc of light swept into the sky.

The flames of the flowing glow splashed in the four domains, and the blood-colored blade wind slid through two bloody blades in the airspace in front of Mo Ye's eyes, and the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be slashed by the burning blood flame wind blade, and it withdrew from Mo Ye's body as if it had turned into a soul.

Mo Ye seemed to be standing in a vacuum, the aura disappeared, the blazing aura was like a flame, and it felt like the entire holy body was surrounded by flames, and the surrounding was hot and scorching, as if he was in the center of the sea of fire.

Mo Xie's lips burst with a layer of skin, and his face tightened, as if he had lost his moisture and turned black. Sure enough, the elves are so domineering that they can shield the aura of heaven and earth. Trigger the breath of nature. Mo Xie's face was black and bright, reflecting the black and red light, and his eyes were like dry dead eyes, losing their smart brilliance.

The blood-colored sharp light slashed at him, and the fierce qi and bloody momentum pressed the airspace in front of Mo Ye, and directly bent Mo Ye's eyebrows. As soon as the sucking came, the sense of fire gradually approached, and the airspace gradually burned as the front light approached, turning into flames and blood. The heavens were split into blood red.

A golden shadow of black light flew into the airspace, flashing countless golden runes. With a hollow sound, the bloody front light actually stopped in the airspace for no reason, flashed a few sucks of blood light, and the smoke turned into a sound and hidden the front shadow.

The aura of heaven and earth gathered in an instant, and Mo Ye's eyes were clear, and the domineering evil aura seemed to have never condensed.

The ancient elf waved the half-blood-colored long blade, and stopped in mid-air in a daze, stretching his neck longer than the blade, and the corners of his slender mouth trembled in waves.

The "Blood Spirit Blade" has always been the elven essence that the ancient elves are proud of. Five-star killing power, Rick the holy weapon of the Holy Clan, is the pinnacle of the holy weapon. How could it be possible to retreat without a fight, without half a sign, and lose the evil spirit in a flash. The ancient elves repeatedly urged the "Blood Soul Technique", but they couldn't condense the evil shadow at all, leaving only the blood qi spreading on the blade.

The ancient elf blinked twice, gathering the light to look at a black golden shadow in front of him. "The little golden thorn from there."

With a buzz, the golden shadow flashed three rays of light, the ancient elf shrank his neck, and countless golden spikes shot into his black hole-like eyes, almost missing, only to see a golden light in front of him, and Mo Ye's shadow was empty.

The ancient elf hurriedly wiped away the phantom tears from his eyes, and his long neck was crooked. With a buzz, an ancient tree phantom burst out behind him, and the slender leaves that covered the sky exploded, like the head hair of an ancient elf. Trembling with a void light.

"Void"! The ancient elf shouted like chicken feathers in his mouth. With a smog of smoke, he dragged the blood-colored long blade and fled to the boundless grass domain, escaping so fast that the 100,000 blood soul war shadows forgot to accept it, and fled like a fire-roasted buttocks, and the shadows were sucked in.

The blood soul war shadow that was bitten together with the forbidden slave lost its momentum in an instant, and stopped in the airspace with its jagged fangs, and the forbidden slave smashed a hammer on the cheekbone of the dragon-shaped blood fang, and the cracking sound sounded, the dragon-shaped blood mouth continued to fall inward, and the fangs collapsed, and a blood-colored sawtooth long blade appeared in its original form, and the teeth on the blade cracked out black deep lines, and there was a crackling sound.

The blood-colored blade cracked and sucked, bursting open. The red-haired stone chain crystal hammer smashed on the Blood Soul War Shadow, and a bloody light exploded, and the black figure fell from the sky in a leisurely manner. The forbidden knowledge slave bared his big teeth, grinned widely, stared at the fierce soybean eyes, and looked at the tens of thousands of blood soul war shadows in the grass domain, and the pair of bean chicken eyes flashed countless red shadows.

Bang, bang. Pulling the red-haired stone chain crystal hammer with broken teeth, he rushed into the blood soul war shadow under the condensed grass phantom like crazy.

Tens of thousands of Blood Soul War Shadows lost their vitality, and Mu Na looked at the Forbidden Knowing Slaves who rushed towards him, without the slightest reaction. A chilling hammer light fell into the sky.

Click! The Illusory Ancient Tree exploded into a black shadow and fell into the airspace, and the Blood Soul War Shadow and the Blood Spirit Blade exploded with a sound under the tree, and the sky flashed with blood-colored stars, and a little bit of blood exploded from the Blood Soul War Shadow, and countless black shadows fluttered down.

Dozens of miles away, Miao Meng and tens of thousands of disciples stood in the airspace, watching the terrifying battle between the young master and the phantom elves. Miao Meng is a fifth-order great saint of Qi Condensation, and he thinks that his combat power is above the young master, and he can't help but shake his head after seeing this battle that shocked his jaw. The young master's hundreds of thousands of achievements are not in vain.

Miao Meng waved his hand. "Kill".

Wan Dao's red-eyed holy shadow, like a pack of mad dogs, roared and rushed into the grass domain. Ten thousand spells cover the sky and the sun and fall towards the Blood Soul War Shadow.

The forbidden slave grinned and howled. "Don't come here, it's all mine."

The shouting continued. The blood-colored light in the sky engulfed the huge snow shadow of the forbidden slave. A line of blood pushed deep into the grass. Black shadows and snowflakes seemed to fall, laying layer upon layer on the swarthy soil, slowly soaking into the black of the soil.

The ancient elves who fled to the "Three Realms Flower Domain" hundreds of miles away, dragged the "Blood Soul Blade" in the airspace with their back buttocks, grinding the blood light in the airspace. With a shattering sound, the "Blood Soul Blade" cracked open a long bloody crack, and countless blood-colored soul shadows rose in wisps. As soon as he came into contact with the pure sunlight, it instantly turned into smoke and slowly dispersed.

The ancient elf froze in the airspace violently, turned around like a machine, and a pair of phantom bloody eyes dripping with white teardrops, looking at the broken "Blood Soul Blade", only then did he remember the uncollected blood shadow war shadow.

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, grinned, and looked at the distant grass with a choked voice, it was too late to close. The "Blood Soul Blade" has broken its blood. It is equivalent to a broken elite soldier, and it can no longer condense the blood soul war shadow.

The ancient elves wept white tears and choked up a few times. "Mo Xie, you wait, this revenge will not be avenged, I am a reckless person."

The ancient elves dragged the broken "Blood Soul Blade", crying, and hatefully escaped into the "Three Realms Flower Domain".

There was not much blood explosion in the grass domain, and there was not much left in the few sucks, and the sporadic blood soul war shadows were hit by dozens or hundreds of spells, and the black shadows never fell.

The forbidden slave pulled the big face, held the red-haired stone chain crystal hammer and escaped from the tyrannical airspace, glared at Miao Meng fiercely, and muttered in his heart. "Lao Tzu fought for a long time, and my mother's hair didn't even burst out. I knew I was standing in the back and picking up ready-made."

"Hey, hey, big lady, you're this". The forbidden knowledge slave escaped to the side of the "Thunder Swallowing God Mang", gave two thumbs up, and the bean eyes were right, looking at the three black golden shadows in front of him, and hurriedly stretched out his long tongue, standing like a thumb. His voice changed his tone.

The three "Thunder Swallowing Divine Rays" flashed with a dark and faint light.

"No problem, three eldest ladies, please", the forbidden knowledge slave bowed his big back and led the three golden shadows into the sky.

"Boss, you go first, I'll accompany the three eldest ladies for a walk." There was a forbidden slave laughter in the Mo Evil Divine Consciousness, and it gradually disappeared, not knowing where to escape. (To be continued......)