The long moss flame shadow, ups and downs, seems to be swirling in the blue mist of flames, like swinging on a long invisible chain. Chi Xiao's divine sense glanced at Chixiao. "Xiao'er, you have the courage to go one day."

Chixiao shook the fan of "wishful thinking" and flew out four big pink characters. "Sacrifice your life to accompany you". "Holy Son, rest assured, where you flee, Xiao'er will follow."

Chi Xiao smiled gracefully, and a pink and white shadow stepped on the green mist fireworks, with an ethereal demeanor, like stepping on a colorful cloud. A circular halo escaped from the feet of Chixiao, emitting a faint white light, and the fan swayed lightly. "Big brother, Chengying, this son is one step ahead."

Several different lights and shadows flew over the green mist fireworks, and then a moss flew away continuously.

Inside the Hall of the Shadow of the Tree. Hundreds of Fixed-Shape Realm planters sat around the floating cloud flower bottle. Gazing intently at the shadows that walked through the green flames. The golden threads, criss-crossed, interspersed in the fog shadows, embellishment the light green, red and gray fog shadows into pieces.

"Great Elder, turning the ranks into moss, the 'Divine Inch' has become so ghostly." She looked at the golden thread between the fog and couldn't help but be a little worried.

The wooden skull's half-closed pupils flashed. "The city lord can rest assured, as long as his consciousness is not good, there will be no problems if he does not leap under the moss, he is afraid that he will be young and vigorous, and he will find hardship."

"The Great Elder looks at these eleven plant sons and holy sons, who has more potential." She nodded with a smile.

"I don't think the potential of qualifications is necessarily a plant or a holy son." The wooden snarl glanced at the "god indul". Coldly replied.

"Elders, it's better to make a bet today and see who can win." She let out a long laugh. With a flick of his fingertips, eleven light bubbles flew away in the airspace, flashing with white light. The bubble of light was strangely marked with eleven golden names.

Mu Yu swept his eyes and scolded in his heart. "Dead flowers, I've been ready for a long time, and I'm going to set it again."

She laughed. "Okay, one person and one dew, as long as 'blue water and dew'. The winner is evenly divided, and the elders bet."

The elders smiled bitterly in their hearts, for hundreds of thousands of years, everyone gambled hundreds of times, and every bet was bound to lose. It is obvious that it is to send "blue water dew" to the white condensation, but this time it may not be. The Holy Son of Chixiao and the six little saints were all from the Holy Land, and it was impossible for Zhu Qi to know.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! A hundred jasper-like lights and shadows flew towards eleven bubbles of light. The dumplings are like tinkling. Crashed into bubbles and pearlescent splashes.

Seeing that all the elders had finished betting, she looked at Elder Mu Yu with a smile. "Great Elder, just send you and me, please make a bet first."

The wooden sasser looked cold. Gazing intently, the shadow of the "god inden" is gradually approaching. scolded in his heart: "Mingqi, I always feel that you don't have a good mind, and you come to Kuang me to wait for 'blue water dew', you are saving trouble."

A drop of faint green pearl flashed on the fingertips of the wooden sash, like a transparent green jasper, faint and dripping, and the pupils of the flowers condensed. "The Great Elder condensed 'Bilu' and became more and more pure."

Mu Yu sneered. The dark green pearl light flew towards the eleven light bubbles, circling back and forth between Chixiao, Chengying, Chixiao, and Tai'a. Glancing at the faint green pearl. The corners of his mouth grinned and he didn't know what to mumble. Mu Yu pouted coldly, and the bead shadow flew over Chixiao, and fell into the red light bubble in a flash.

She laughed. "Ladies and gentlemen, you're welcome." Pearlescent flashes. Fly into the shadow light bubble.

The elders were stunned, and the Great Elder and Zhu Qiyun did not choose the Son of Plants and the Holy Son. and they all chose the attendants of the Son. The "Sacred Heart Temple" became silent, and a hundred pairs of eyes stared at the figure flying among the stone moss.

On the Biyun Bridge of the "Sacred Heart Temple", bursts of gray fog rose. Gently swaying the shadows of the void trees. There was a soft thud. The rustle is strangely good-looking, as if with a charming drunkenness. Dozens of black-robed garland planters looked at the shadow of the tree, their eyebrows furrowed. Glued to the staring. When will the wind blow at Biyun Bridge?

The gray mist surged, and a faint shadow, like a little fog crystal in the green mist, reflected the long shadow on the Biyun Bridge, and faded into the "Sacred Heart Temple" hall in a flash. Walk slowly along the Huandian Bridge.

After a few inhalations, it is faintly hidden outside a garden, the green mist is lightly blowing, with a little damp smell, blowing on the faces of the flower grass and buckwheat, like the smell of tidbits. The two plant girls stood and stared at the door of the building with a smile.

A gray shadow floated in front of the door and slowly faded away.

Bang, wanton screams, bang, the cold wind pulled its throat like a wild lion, raging, rolling in a cold murderous aura, and smashed into the gray shadow unexpectedly.

The gray shadow glanced at the cold hammer shadow, and a green light flew away. The forbidden slave who bared his teeth and grinned, and wanted to burst into shouting, was instantly frozen in the airspace. It was as if the Domain had been plunged into terror and darkness, leaving only two pairs of black points of light.

"King Mo Jing, don't come unharmed, you and I haven't met, but we've known each other for a hundred years." A soft laugh rang out in the darkened Domain.

A pair of black eyes blinked, and replied for a long time: "That is rude, I don't know what happened when Zhiyou broke into the 'Sacred Heart Temple' Yao Garden."

A pair of flower eyes squinted and smiled. "A small thing, King Mo Jing's effort."

Black pupils flashed with a startling light. "With the realm of planting friends, what can find me for a hundred years."

The flower pupils were dignified, such a vast sense of pressure, the little saint did not feel the oppression, and the words were so natural, except for a little consternation, there was no panic in the mood. Hua Tong felt a heavy frost, and in the gradually white-black airspace, there were bursts of chill floating like ice. "The Great Perfection of the Auditory Consciousness and the Perception of the Divine Consciousness, and the Divine Consciousness of the Perception of Perception far suppresses its own Divine Consciousness."

The pupils of the flowers flashed with a burst of crystal, like a cold wind blowing down the frost, and the frost gradually fell, falling one after another. It looks like a flock of white butterflies fluttering in the black field. The dawn-like clarity sank into darkness, and the gray shadows of the two bodies facing each other slowly sank into the night. "King Mo Jing, a hundred years ago, traveled to the Holy Station of the Planting Domain, can you hurt a plant girl, and come down to ask for the technique of 'cold wave forbidden'."

The black eyes flickered a few times. "Young Master Yingming, a hundred years have passed, and the Tao is to forget about this matter." Mo Xie muttered secretly in his heart. He smiled and said: "It turns out that this is the case, Zhiyou can have the strange cold air of the 'ghost snow sealing cave' of Luoying Mountain, and with this strange cold air, I have the art of relieving it."

Flower eyes half-narrowed. "King Mo Jing, you still need to tie the bell to unlock the bell, do you still use the strange cold qi used by the holy friends? By the way, I forgot to ask you? Can Chi Xiao, Chi Xiao, Tai A, Cheng Ying, Qiu Xiang, Mei Lan, and Xiao Fei know each other?"

The black pupils froze suddenly, and the shadow of the pupils flashed with panic. The sound of tom and tom in the airspace sounded, the sound was like a muffled drum, the sound was like heavy thunder, and I was a little out of breath. Although there are some names, Mo Ye doesn't know them, but the three names of Chixiao, Tai'a, and Chengying, like the thunder that sounded in the heavens and the earth, shook into the sea of knowledge, and buzzed to the ground that Mo Ye was shocked. "How does this plant know the names of three best friends"?

The black pupils were dizzy and snorted, and replied coldly: "What does Zhiyou mean by this?"

The flower pupil condensed a bright smile. "A hundred years ago, the Holy Friend of Yaoque handed me a matter to protect the Holy Son of Chixiao to find a holy priest named Mo Ye in the Zhiyu Domain. There are six sages such as Chixiao, and I escorted them to a heavenly danger a few days ago. A few holy friends want to go through the 'Green Flame Moss' to find Mo Xie."

The black pupil was so shocked that the shadow of the pupil was covered with red bloodshots. stared at the flower pupil smile tightly. Dumbfounded, every sentence was like a thorny hammer, knocking on Mo Ye's sea of knowledge, painful, shocked, panicked. I was trembling all over, dizzy with fright, and I was going crazy with fear.

The black pupil smiled, and a pale black aura flew up the black curtain, slowly fading out of a mist shadow of green flames.

On the stone moss that burst into green flames, five figures were drenched in sweat, and a planter had a garland on his head, wearing green rhyme armor, and his face was full of consternation. "Chixiao Holy Son, I can't escape anymore, I can't escape when my consciousness is suppressed."

The white armor could not hide the stunning and plump saintess, and the delicate willow shoulders were shining with crystalline light, and a few wisps were sticking to the pink face. Exhale a hurried orchid breath. His solemn eyes looked at Chixiao.

Chixiao's face was pale, and he stood by the moss shadow without moving, only feeling that strands of cold sweat were flowing down his spine. The "Ruyi Fan" was held tightly, and a transparent bubble of light flashed in front of him. Faintly resembling the shadow of Mo Ye. "Chixiao Holy Son, Mo Xie has been here, I must go up and take a look."

Behind Chixiao, Chengying covered his mouth, as if he was stunned. With tears in his big watery eyes, he shouted with pearlescent light. "Brother Moxie, you are here, you are really here".

Tai'a's face was solemn, and he supported Chengying's paralyzed body. staring at the green mist and fireworks, the long and boundless moss shadow.

Qiu Xiang, Mei Lan, and Xiao Fei have disappeared, and even Hua Zhi, Cao Qiu, and Mu Ke are gone.

"Xiao'er, I can only pass four mosses at most, you can be sure that you can reach the end of the 'Divine Indin'." Chi Xiaohua was sweating finely, her consciousness was suppressed for only dozens of miles, Chi Xiao could only see four moss shadows, and the fifth moss was blurry, like clear and hidden. Chi Xiao felt that if he couldn't escape from the stone moss, he would fall into the raging green flames, not to mention the green flames, and in the rolling flames, there were golden blood lines that Qiu Xiang, Mei Lan, and Xiao Fei said.

On the golden blood line, there are drops of blood, slowly flowing, flowing one grid after another, as if it will never end, never dripping, is it that when the sage jumps, the divine consciousness is not good and the holy body is torn apart by the golden silk thread, how much sage blood does it take to be so Tongtong.

"Chixiao Holy Son, you and Hua Qi Holy Son go back to Mei Lan and Qiu Xiang. I'll have another journey with Chengying and my eldest brother." Chi Xiao swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, as if his throat was dry, although he didn't see the golden blood line. Chixiao's divine consciousness was suppressed only for a hundred miles.

Chixiao looked back at Chengying and Taia. Chengying's tearful eyes were full of surprise, but her rosy lips and pretty cheeks were elongated with white white. "Shadow sister, big brother, it's okay"!

Chengying nodded vigorously, and a little pearl splashed down. Tai'a's face was solemn, and he gritted his teeth fiercely. "Second brother, let's go! The third brother is getting closer and closer to us, and if we die, our three brothers will also die together."

Chixiao gritted his teeth, and with a flick of the "Nine Soul Beads" on his fingertips, he flew towards the flame mist that was billowing from the flames. Looking back at Chixiao affectionately, he shook it away fiercely. Four blood words flashed out of the fan, "God blocks and kills God". The light and shadow flashed under his feet, and he flew into the green flames. (To be continued......)