Soaring into the air and flying up to the treetops, a beautiful pink flower slowly opened, the yellow stamen flashed, and the flower shadow was already stepping on the flower shadow, scattering a strange fragrance of flowers, appearing seven hundred zhang away. The pink flowers slowly unfolded, and the yellow stamens flashed, and disappeared again, appearing seven hundred zhang away, it seemed that this process was a bit complicated, and it was only seen by people with discerning eyes and high realms. If it is a person in a low realm, he can only see that he is stepping on flowers.

There is no way, what treatment, what status, and the displacement technique of cultivation are different from others, not only has the breath of a woman, but also has its own uniqueness. Identity determines treatment, and treatment determines taste.

With a smile on his face, he moved rapidly, passing lightly, sprinkling bursts of light incense. Looking back at the scenery in front of you. The green trees are like a ping, a thousand miles of color, although there is no embellishment of flowers, there is no butterfly flying, in the eyes of this woman who does not know the holy realm and the puppet realm, this is the most beautiful scenery. She could not feel the loneliness of all living beings, nor the loneliness of the hearts of the saints, because from the time she was born, she could see the scenery like that. Lush trees, towering mountains, clear flowing rivers. Empty and boundless sky.

In the eyes of the full air, the holy realm was originally so quiet, and it was originally such a color. She is the blooming flower in the greenhouse, I don't know the spring, summer, autumn and winter, I don't know the thousands of worlds.

Ying Ran frowned, why are the little insects he saw that day gone. No one would have thought that when this man born in the Holy Realm saw the eyes of the praying mantis, the other saints were frightened and ran wildly, shouting and screaming one after another, and they escaped from the dense forest without their lives. With a smile on his face, he greeted him with curious eyes.

This time, the whole sea of insects automatically separated into a piece of heaven and earth, and she flew around, happy that she was holding a frightened red mantis in her hand. It's still dancing. It's like a little girl playing with a beautiful butterfly, and at this time, this praying mantis is more docile than a butterfly. Someone can use himself as a plaything, no matter how fierce the holy insect is, there are times when the red mantis lifts the blood-red bone sickle, but it doesn't have the courage to slash down.

A gentle little hand, touched the big wings of the red mantis, a pair of beautiful big eyes, looked at the red mantis's eyes bigger than full, strangely, the murderous light in the eyes of the mantis was gone. Instead, he meekly accepted the bone sickle and let it be bullied, without a trace of temper.

Such a naïve woman who doesn't know whether to live or die in the Dao, playing with the holy insects of the Transformation Realm, there are still holy insects who dare to approach him, and they don't know whether to rush up or hide from the Dao from afar.

A purple cold light flickered in the distance, "The Holy Maiden of the Solid Root Realm, such a pure spirit."

The spirit of the Holy Realm is also divided into essence purity, and the saints from the puppet realm. The purity of the spirit soul is not high, and it takes a complicated process for the holy worm to be refined, and after the holy worm of the state of mind sucks the essence of the saint, it is not as easy as the saint refining the enlightenment bead.

The process of refining the Enlightenment Bead by the Holy Priest. It is the process of refining high-level divine consciousness into low-level divine consciousness. It is logical to smoke and refine it, and it can be completed in a few hours.

The Holy Worm sucks the essence of the Holy Priest, which is the process of refining the high-level Divine Consciousness from the low-level Divine Consciousness, and the Holy Worm reaches the amorphous realm. Spirits that have not been sucked for thousands or thousands of years will not be refined.

The speed of the process of refining the spirit also determines the purity of the spirit soul, and the purer the spirit soul. The shorter the refining time. The original time of thousands of years or 10,000 years may be completed in a hundred years or thousands of years. This is how fast this is for the cultivation of holy worms. Being able to possess the brain of a saint priest in a short period of time, no matter what the speed of cultivation of this brain, what the realm is, and what the future prospects are, is the biggest temptation for the holy worm.

Born in the Holy Realm and growing up in the mysterious space of the Holy City, the purity of his soul is of course much higher than that of the Puppet Realm Saints, his intelligence and supernatural abilities are also much higher, and his cultivation speed and inner potential in his body are also much higher. Different environments create different souls.

The purple mantis, with a wave of the purple blade, flew towards the purple light, for this ignorant saint who does not know the height of the sky, does not know how to deceive, and does not know what the insect is, it is the best way to deceive and kill, just like cutting cabbage and radish as crisp. For the purple mantis, I don't know how many times I have done this kind of thing. Every time, the saint released the light shield and couldn't stop it, the fierce and merciless blow. The last can only be pierced by the purple blade, a blade.

Whoosh, the purple mantis flew down in front of the red mantis like electricity.

With a smile, he stroked the wings of the red mantis, and raised his eyes to look at the cold and ruthless killing light of the purple mantis. The moment the purple mantis waved off the purple blade, the cold cold light met the warm heat flow like spring, like a bee that saw a hundred flowers competing for beauty, let out a happy buzz, where it didn't matter if the flower was poisonous or not, whether it was a deadly trap, plunged into the nectar.

The ruthlessness of the purple mantis melted in an instant, and in his eyes, it was the drizzle of spring, the flowers of summer, the fruits of autumn, and the sunshine of winter. The purple mantis does not feel the slightest danger, but is like a gentle lamb, wanting to snuggle, wanting to be close, wanting to let the eyes gaze and the little hands gently caressing.

The purple mantis meekly put away the purple blade, and the eyes flashed with expectation, like a man in love, with a happy heart, intoxicated by the side of the beloved woman, lost in the tranquility of the mountain, the murmuring of the water, and the green of the trees.

He put down the red mantis casually, reached out and grabbed the purple mantis, looked at the pair of wings that had become small in amazement, and compared the red mantis. Curious to stroke. The purple mantis blinked with a little purple light in its eyes, and kept shaking its little wings, making a buzzing beeping sound, which caused a coquettish smile.

This is the first time that Angran has seen a holy insect, and after returning from the Holy City for a hundred years, he has been under the plump wings of the Holy Moon and the Holy Devil, and has never descended the Holy Sword Mountain. Cultivation and play, everything is accompanied by the Holy Moon and the Holy Devil. Sometimes the little old man who is savage and willful and frightened can't avoid it.

On one side stood the docile red mantis, and in front of it squatted the gentle purple mantis, passing through the army of holy insects, and if this plane entered the city, it could scare a group of saints to death, and the princess who thought it was the holy insect had arrived.

A black figure commanded the holy insect to attack the city, although the city had handed over Tang Lang's body as required, but there was no enlightenment bead, so a big battle was inevitable.

The black mantis hall stared at the battle in the city with a cold light, and an inexplicable surprise flashed from the sea of knowledge, and swept towards the insect array not far away with a suspicious gaze. Tang Yi and Hong Yi actually captured a live Gugen fourth-order saintess, this is incredible, such a small battle, to be able to catch a Gugen fourth-order saintess, a miracle, a miracle.

Tang Lang, who was a little excited just now, was dumbfounded, this was caught, the smile on the saint's face, and there was no Mu Na look at all. Looking at his subordinate generals Tang Yi and Hong Yi, they are completely cute and naughty children, more like holy insects in love, that look, that look, Tang Lang almost vomited blood.

The immortality between the Holy Worm and the Holy Clan is not only because there is a deep hatred between the Holy Worm and the Holy Priest, but also because the Holy Worm must use the Holy Worm's soul, blood, flesh, and bones to cultivate. Without these holy insects, no matter how fierce they are, they are just worms. There is no possibility of sanctification and spiritualization.

A boundless killing intent rose in Tang Lang's eyes, and the black double-toothed sword in his hand swung in the air. Several black lights were like black lightning, with the momentum of thunder, flying towards the full,

Before they could make a move, the red mantis and purple mantis suddenly jumped up and waved the red scythe and purple sickle, flashing several red and purple rays to meet the black lightning. The three colors of light were opposed, like an egg meeting a stone, and with a pop, the red and purple rays disappeared silently. Then there were two more soft pops. Two black rays of light shined through the red and purple mantis's skull.

Ying Ran didn't expect that such a cute black mantis could kill these two beloved mantises, and looked at the two black lights flying in a daze, and there was no time to react.

Hmph, a red light shining battle armor instantly pierced on Ran's body, and when the black light hit the armor, Ang Ran just blinked his incredibly big eyes and slid out hundreds of feet in the air.

Tang Lang was shocked and angry, the two lifeless holy insects actually betrayed the Zerg, and their killing skills turned back without attacking. Tang Lang disappeared in a flash, and instantly appeared in front of him. With angry eyes and a glow of merciless slaughter, he swung black lightning and slashed at him.

Raising his eyes in amazement, a ray of warm light shot into Tang Lang's eyes, but Tang Lang did not hesitate, and black lightning slashed down.

What is in the eyes of the full man, for what red mantis and purple mantis can be influenced, but there is no influence on the waves.

The reason why Angran is looked at and cultivated like a treasure by the Holy Moon and the Holy Devil is because Angran is different from other saints. There is a power that surpasses that of other saints. In her eyes, that is, Zhihai has evolved a kind of domestication energy, this ability can domesticate the holy insect in an instant, as long as it is a holy insect lower than the Anran realm, as long as it touches her gaze, it will be domesticated in an instant.

Tang Lang is a fixed realm holy insect, which has exceeded the scope of domestication, and naturally cannot influence Tang Lang. Tang Lang just felt that the other party's gaze did not have killing intent, but this was not a reason why he did not have killing intent.

Facing the strange cold inner world and the gloomy sea of knowledge. I was shocked, and then I realized that this cute insect in front of me was not cute. It is a mind that cannot be moved, a realm that cannot be crossed.

The strange flowers under his feet closed one by one, and disappeared in the black light. Instantly appeared hundreds of feet later.

Tang Lang is aware of this. At the same time as it disappeared, it also disappeared.

The strange flower appeared, and then a black lightning bolt fell on the strange flower.

A golden phoenix flew in the air, waving colorful wings, floating, and with a peck of its pointed beak, the black mantis did not have time to run, and it was swallowed by the golden phoenix. (To be continued......)