Zhuyu bit the pointed fingers, the narrow tips were slender, like the rich and white nails of the onion roots, and the bite was shining with green light. He cautiously took a step forward, and saw that the Mo Ye stone sculpture did not move. Hesitantly, he moved a few feet closer. "Sister Yuzhi be careful, the saint is a liar."

Zhu Yu's heart beat extremely fast, and the slender figure dodged back, staring at Mo Ye's calm face with green eyes. His lips trembled and moved, as if he wanted to say something, and he pouted timidly and stopped.

Mo Xie frowned lightly and slowly unfolded. Zhu Yu and dozens of bamboo sisters sat on the edge of the pond with interest, their green eyes puffed up slightly, and they blinked their eyelashes and looked at Mo Ye in cultivation.

The sun rises and sets, the fog disappears and the fog rises, and I don't know how many spring and autumn seasons have passed in a blink of an eye. Mo Ye sat on the edge of the pool and did not move.

The clouds are treacherous, and the unpredictable yellow auspicious clouds are either flowing or stopping, intentionally or unintentionally surrounding Mo Ye's head. The yellow clouds gather and disperse, and flow and disappear. Slowly walking into a five-colored ring, there is a five-colored light in a circle around the phantom golden spiritual root, and the golden spiritual root dances gently between the halos, like a mini dragon, showering in the multicolored halos.

A yellow lightning bolt flew for no reason, as if it had melted out of thin air, flying around the golden spiritual root, and a small yellow electric spark seemed to be deliberately refining the phantom of the spiritual root, hissing and flying around. One after another, the golden runes flashed in the yellow electric sparks, and they fell into the golden phantom with a buzz, and the spirit root phantom shone with golden light.

As the golden runes disappeared, the Mo Evil Holy Body flashed out of the golden light like a bath in the delicate sun, shining brightly, and the misty bamboo forest instantly became clear. The miasma outside Baizhang retreated into the distance as if frightened, leaving a black and lifeless stone ground.

Mo Xie entered the solid essence period of the third stage of solid roots. During the solid essence period, there is a refining of the six layers of solid roots, which will condense the five holy relics, such as green lotus, flavonoid, green willow, fairy apricot, and Fusang to exercise the spiritual root. Go to the essence of its puppet realm and condense the Eucharistic Cultivation Yuan. Once the five roots are condensed. The cultivation of the primary body is to condense the essence of heaven and earth and the sun and the moon in order to break through the cultivation realm. When the Sage reaches the sixth order of the solid root, he will experience the "Five Flames Splitting Ignition".

The golden spiritual root on the top of Mo Ye's head slowly fell, and a golden light covered the Mo Evil Holy Body. Dao Dao cyclone swings out, Feixing Waterfall is like an angry silver dragon, swooping down from mid-air, rotating through the "water wave empty array", straight to the heart of the pool, the sound of water roaring, stirring up gusts of wind, spraying out a hail of torrential rain.

Mo Xie did not attract thousands of miles of aura. But it attracts a mysterious white waterfall. A small waterfall rushed to the top of Mo Ye's head, making a deafening roar. The moment the waterfall poured into the pool, small white flowers rose into the air, splashing jade and throwing beads, inhaling the Moxiedan Sea.

On the top of the quiet mountain, several pavilions flashed at the same time, and several Great Planters of the Formation Realm swept towards the Flying Star Stream. Those who have been guarding the mountain for thousands of years and 10,000 years do not know that this Flying Star Waterfall is actually the eye of the spiritual spring. There are not many spiritual springs that can be found in Zhiyu, and Zhiyu imprisons the "Tianhan Thunder Bamboo" in the small Flying Star Stream of Feixing Waterfall. It's not that there is no intention of using the spiritual spring to nurture the divine bamboo.

"Deputy Mountain Master Rui, why is this Flying Star Spirit Eye suddenly surging?" A plant girl with slender green velvet blades of grass stared in astonishment at the silver chain like a pillar of the Flying Star Stream.

"Maybe Xiao Lei Zhu broke through again." Rui Ying smiled indifferently, the only people who could know the Heavenly Cold Thunder Bamboo and the Flying Star Spirit Spring were the four elders of Dang Jing Mountain.

"That's a good thing. Let her make trouble, I'll wait and don't use the spiritual spring aura and let it absorb it." A young plant girl with a bearded fire burning above her head. Like layers of purple and red, bright and dripping rhododendrons, flying down overhead.

"Hahaha, your Elder Du is not short of this time. It doesn't matter if I wait for these juniors", Rui Ying smiled, her figure faded, and a phantom shadow disappeared into Rui Yao, but the real shadow Rui Ying sat in the shade of the tree with great interest and watched the flying star spring flying down.

In the bamboo forest under the flying star stream, Mo Xie floats in the center of the pool, drizzling rain falls from the gray fog sky, and the rolling clouds and mist pour into the mountains and seas, like thousands of wild horses that have escaped the reins, and they come with their hooves and manes, splashing water and flowers. A zigzag-shaped lightning bolt tore open a hole, and the bean-sized spiritual rain poured down, crackling and chaotic, pouring into the writhing spiritual energy vortex.

A cyan lightning bolt flickered from the billowing mist, and the blue light slashed at the golden spirit root phantom outside Mo Xie's body. The green firelight flashed with blue shadows in a disorderly manner, and the ten thousand lightning bolts formed a line shadow that did not disappear in a flash, and hissed and burned with cyan flashes on the golden phantom.

After a few sucks, the cyan lightning submerged into the golden phantom, and ten thousand cyan flashes buzzed, bursting out of cyan light, illuminating the entire bamboo forest ghostly and hideous.

Crackling, the blue light just passed, and ten thousand twists and turns of yellow lightning silently slashed out in the billowing fog sky. Whoosh, engulfing the blue streaks, striking at the golden phantom. The golden spirit root phantom, the golden mangs are even better, and with the yellow flashes, they are deeply engraved. The yellow fire streaks slowly faded into the golden shadow.

Then, green, black, and red lightning came one after another, and in the gray clouds, all kinds of lightning hung up a leaf-like vein-like golden tree and silver thread, twisting and turning, swinging and scurrying, like a strange-shaped snake python, spraying light and flames to hit the golden glittering phantom. In the solid essence period, "five flames are ignited".

The Mo Evil Holy Body flashed in the five-colored lightning, and its head, limbs, and various colors of flames burned respectively, slowly burning towards the golden body. Mo Ye didn't have half a pain on his face, but he smiled slightly. Let the five-colored lightning flames scorch the Holy Body.

In the Danhai, the lotus canopy between the green lotus leaves shook gently, slowly turning into a lotus shadow. There was an uproar of water, the lotus shadow burst open, a dazzling arc light released lightning between the popping beads, and six lotus seeds escaped into the Danhai airspace like lightning, releasing six lightning bolts, instantly piercing the blue sky of the Danhai Sea.

The cold blood marrow between Mo Xie's eyebrows, the cold lightning of the Dao Dao shot into the sea of knowledge, a mysterious sound, the gate of the crystal light void, shot out ten thousand rays of light, and the seven beads were connected to form a bridge of crystal light that instantly connected Danhai and Zhihai.

Mo Xie took out five stitches from the holy bag.

Five needles, the yin and yang of heaven and earth, containing the spiritual qi, its birth of five, the original in the five flavors, the clear yang hair and hair, the turbidity and yin go to the five Tibets, the water is the yin needle, the fire is the yang needle, the wood is the air needle, the gold is the bright needle, the earth is the dark needle, the five needles wear the five roots, the qi returns to the essence, the essence is naturalized, and the spiritual root of the heaven and the earth is condensed.

Mo Xie always thought that the five needles should be a holy object in heaven and earth. After arriving at the five realms of Gugen, Mo Xie Fang knew that the five needles were really the root of the five qi of Miao, Yao, Sen, Xin, and Lei, and the five qi of condensing were the needles, and the five roots were pierced.

The five-color condensation needles of blue, yellow, green, black, and red flew into the Danhai Sea, instantly piercing through the shadow of the six beads of lotus seeds. The six seeds burst open at the same time, and a six-colored mist condensed on the Danhai Sea, sometimes with blue light, sometimes with yellow light, and then with green light. The entire Danhai is like falling into a kaleidoscope.

Six beams of light flew out of the Danhai mist, and the golden phantom outside the Mo Evil Saint's body instantly penetrated, turning into six mist and condensing on the void, the dazzling clouds were sudden, and the thunder in the clouds roared, shaking people's hearts and shaking the earth. The bamboo forest shines brighter and brighter than daylight. But no lightning flew out, and it sucked away.

On the top of the quiet mountain, the five old planters of the Formation Realm pushed cups around the stone table, teasing each other, their eyes condensed, and they all turned their heads to look at the Flying Star Waterfall. A thunderbolt of lightning, with a sound like thunder, struck the airspace where the black clouds were rolling.

"'Heavenly Tribulation Phantom'? How can He Zhi trigger the Heavenly Tribulation?" Rui Ying's incarnated figure was startled by the green leaves.

"The 'Heavenly Cold Thunder Bamboo' is all below the Soul Transformation Realm, could it be that the 'Heavenly Bamboo Thunder Heart' will be transformed into the 'Heavenly Tribulation Phantom'?" The other avatars smiled silently.

The forbidden land of Flying Star Stream, only the mountain lord can enter the guests, without the order of the mountain lord, even if something big happens, it has nothing to do with him. Why bother to be bored. "Come on, a few plant friends, don't be nosy, he plays with his heavenly tribulation, I'll wait to drink our jade dew, the spiritual eye can't use it, and the jade dew won't drink it?"

The five fixed shapes turned into figures, and the hip-hop made a fuss, no longer paying attention to the ghosts of the flying stars.

Mo Xie looked at the rolling true qi in the Danhai Sea, for several years, the true qi refined in the "Cold Blood Flower Pith" was very abundant, although it broke through the sixth order of the solid root, the true qi still did not decrease, slowly rotating around the six-color light cluster, forming a powerful air mass vortex.

Mo Xie sighed, Bing Jiu lay on the bucket-shaped two-color disc and fell asleep, how could Bing Jiu easily break through the cultivation realm. Mo Xie is trying to put away the cold blood flower marrow and let go of the restrained divine sense.

Bing Jiu, who was lying quietly on the bucket-shaped plate, opened a slit in his plush eyes, and a cold ray of crystal light shot out of his black pupils. Mo Xie's eyebrows were cold in front of the blood and marrow, and the boom exploded into a strange cold breath.

The chilling breath turned into a cold flash, condensing a strange cold current, and submerged into the sea.

The seven divine senses flew back as soon as they sucked in, turned into seven arc bolts of lightning, and struck a mysterious airspace with the cold current power grid. After a flash of lightning, a Void Light Gate flashed. The door of the Void Crystal Light was not opened, but the divine lightning and cold current passed through the air, and the ghost struck the six-colored clouds on the Danhai Sea.

With a snort, the six-colored clouds ignited with cyan flames, crackling and burning the clouds. In the cyan flame, the six-colored clouds disappeared, and the cyan light was large, and a ring of aura was released, and the cyan air mass was smaller.

Burning tens of thousands of times like this, the cyan flame slowly extinguished in a circle of fire.

Click, the seven divine consciousness lightning bolts in the sea of consciousness released cold currents of lightning at the same time, and instantly tore out a line of light marks, just like eight sharp claws tore open the sky space of the sea of consciousness at the same time, the door of the void opened in an instant, and the eight lightning bolts hit the five-colored clouds that had just appeared at the same time.

Boom. The five-colored clouds flame up five kinds of flames, reflecting each other, the weak and the strong, burning the five-color clouds, bursting like a bead of sparks, every time the sparks splash, there is a color halo bursting out, hitting the Danhai Sea, surging Zhang Xu Danlang.

The five-colored flames burned more and more fiercely, the more fierce they burned, after several inhalations, the five-colored clouds disappeared into the flames, and the fire dragons erupted, burning so that the Danhai was dissolved, forming a big cyclone, swirling over the flames, and the cyclone swirled faster and faster with the fire, and the more and more fierce. (To be continued......)