The beautiful and elegant saintess standing in the air, slender, soft, pale and transparent little hands stretched out, grabbed the black hair and pulled it gently, and a transparent skin hung in the air. Disappeared without a trace.

A large cloud of fog bounced open, like a flowing transparent body, condensed into a mini fog dragon pierced into the sea of fog, rolling a stirring light veil of fog, where the fog opened, faintly revealing the outlines of giant trees and toresses, with the thickness of the fog, changing figures.

In the sea of fog for hundreds of miles, a huge dragon claw shadow fell, and the mist-shaped dragon claw stepped into the emerald green palm forest, and the rustling dew turned into ten thousand crystal swords, falling from among the leaves. Mo Ye fled among the trees and rocks in a hundred miles, and the rustling rain fell like a storm behind him.

A drop of sword rain slashed through the black armor, and a fire stinged with pain, making Mo Xie's teeth grit as if they were shattered. Five invisible claws instantly grabbed Mo Ye.

Mo Xie recited a mysterious incantation, flew out of the water ring and escaped for hundreds of miles, escaping into the towering ancient forest.

Filled with a steaming white mist, it gathered and dispersed, followed by Mo Ye's shadows that appeared and disappeared from time to time, changing different spells.

After dozens of inhales, Mo Xie was dumbfounded, and there was a verdant bamboo forest in front of him. The green bamboo branches, the branches are slightly lower, and the bamboo leaves flutter slightly in the fog shadow, like the weeping willows that are still in the clouds, and the whole body is drenched in the fog and rain and is green and tender. Mo Xie's divine sense was ten miles, and he didn't even peep into a stone. Suddenly, I felt that the world was spinning, and my soul condensed into a hard stone, slowly sinking, my face spasmed with pain, and my weak and desperate eyes stared at the sea of fog in the sky.

Mo Ye couldn't see clearly, the gray mist and water vapor. The ghostly shadow in the cool dew drops was there. The mist blew by, and a faint shadow in the tiny droplets of water dripped on the tips of the leaves, which frightened the evil spirits to disperse. It is not the Sage who pursues and kills himself. It's a smoky shadow.

The dazzling arc of light crossed the silent distant mountains, and the brilliant streamer flew into the sky above the mist in an instant, and the huge medicine hammer knocked down from the air, and the rich medicinal gas blew the mist and disappeared in an instant. Like a red transparent crystal bubble covering the hundred-mile bamboo forest.

In the red medicinal qi, a body dressed in fish scale armor and a white shadow stood in space, with beautiful eyes like meteors. Shining with cold stars, arrows piercing souls. The sound of the soul is soft. "Medicine Saint Son, you are so hard that you are afraid that you will not succeed."

The white dragon shadow soared into the red medicinal qi. The dragon's body swings lightly. The blood basin opened, and streams of cold currents spit out, and in an instant, the cold air turned into a biting chill, and the sky and the earth cracked as if they were frozen.

The red mist glowed with an incomparably strange light. Slowly coalesce into red crystals. The traces of meteors are fleeting. It was as if lost in the milky white mist of mountains and valleys outside the red fog cover.

The Medicine Saint Son held the elm syrup candy stick, stretching out his little red tongue and licking the flowing purple syrup. Pulling the long strands of sugar, giggling. "Dragon Soul, I alone is not enough to take you down. This 'heart-penetrating medicinal qi' can trap you for ten years, and when the Great Sage of the Holy Realm arrives, where else can you escape."

The red medicinal gas that disappeared suddenly rose. It took off the reins like a storm and swept the world with a thunderous force. A little chubby child with pigtails, grinning with a red medicine basket, buckled towards the white-figured dragon figure in the red mist.

The cold wind struck, the white dragon shadow's body trembled, trembled, and ten thousand dragon-shaped white lights stretched out the white transparent claw shadow to grasp the red medicine basket.

Tens of thousands of leaves of different shapes flew out of the medicine basket, and the rustling sound was like rain, drawing out the green leaf shadows and slashing towards the shining claw shadows. Green shadows and white light staggered, and a wave of heat suffocated people. Heaven and earth burned as if scorching flames.

The green leaf surface is hollow, and the thin leaf veins are like a network of white claw shadows, torn and entwined in the air, and the piercing cold suddenly reveals out, flashing the cold glow of the claw shadows, and suddenly like a flowing slurry, penetrating the dense vein network.

The claw shadow flashed a silver dazzling white light for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, there was an earth-shattering explosion, and the veins of the leaves in the sky were engulfed in white flames, crackling and bursting with fine white light. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared completely.

The little face of the Medicine Saint Son smiled coldly, and his white jade-like face flushed like a pomegranate flower. The little hand points to the red medicine mist. The hurricane suddenly rose, and a red whirlwind blew from heaven and earth, and the medicinal gas was not weak but thick, gathering into a red whirlwind. The twists are thick and thin, interlocking, and the locks of the circle are towards the white dragon shadow.

The dragon shadow released lightning bolts, cutting through the red whirlwind, and with a thunderclap, several silver swords shot down, shooting furiously to every corner. The red whirlwind crumbled under the wash of rage.

With a spell from the Medicine Saint Son, the red wind tightened, the loose cyclone contracted violently, and countless whirlwinds became thin and bright, like a red ribbon, delicate and flexible, and the airspace that drilled through the red rays trembled wildly, and the sky sucked the energy of heaven and earth as if it were trapping.

The white dragon shadow flew in the air, the golden dragon scales were gently sharpened, and countless white lightning bolts, with rumbling thunder, burst out from the dragon scales. The red ribbon faded, twisting the red thread and snapping, and then the sound of Xuan Yin was everywhere, and the flickering and flickering cracking sound was silenced by the lightning elephant whip.

The pink little face of the Medicine Sage Son was brushed with a layer of white ash, dead white, the lips trembled thinly, and the body shook, and another white and fat Medicine Sage Son flashed out of the back. Jumping on the moving side, a solemn condensation spell.

The white dragon shadow turned into a dragon light in the air, divided into three, and three dragon shadows with teeth and claws soared in the air. The three claw shadows ruthlessly tore at the red crystal threads. In an instant, the red space became faint and transparent.

Soul Condensation Fourth-Order Medicine Saint Son stood deflated, his face white and rustling.

The fourth order of soul condensation is equivalent to the fourth order of the incarnation realm, the medicine saint son can condense one incarnation for the second order of incarnation, but the fourth order of soul condensation can condense two incarnations. The soul clan's spells are strong, and the Medicine Saint Son has no holy soldiers, so he can only attack with spells, and he already feels very difficult. Now the two medicine saints are fighting three dragon shadows. The Medicine Saint felt powerless, and his bright eyes swam slowly.

The "Heart-Penetrating Medicinal Qi" exploded into a dazzling and tragic fire, and the explosion thunder rang out, and the mountains outside the space light mask shook for a long time. Three slender zigzag rays of electric light plunged straight down like sharp swords in the space light mask, and more than ten terrifying sparks quickly shot straight into the space.

Click, before the Medicine Saint could react, he watched as three four-finger-thick electric rays hit the space mask heavily, and countless sparks burst out from the surface of the light mask, shattering into pieces of chips like broken eggshells, crackling and bursting into clusters of red mist.

In an instant, the flames burned the entire sky, and the red, scorching breath made the delicate forehead of the Medicine Saint Son covered with sweat droplets, and the red clouds disappeared, and the sky was half red and half orange, and the golden one seemed to be burned, and it was transparent. Reflecting the green shadow of a thousand mountains.

Gradually, the sky is half purple and half gray, half gray and half white, blue, black and black. The three dragon shadows disappeared faintly. The thin cow hair, the thin silver filament, drifted down as if the wind was blowing, and the black night was shrouded in a layer of gray smoke, which coolly dived from the skin to the heart.

The empty mountains are lonely, and the cold moon is like a hook. The cold stars are suspended under the canopy of the sky, and the starting point of the burning is dotted with light spots, scattered everywhere. The hazy mountain shadows instantly burned into torches, shrouded in a layer of light gauze red flames, and the shadows were full of shadows and ethereal. In the blink of an eye, it is like smearing a few light inks, and the mountain peaks in the night, bleak and cold, melt into thousands of miles of rocky beaches, and become a barren and populated Gobi.

The scorching sky retreated, leaving behind the cool rippling fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of plants and trees, and the two fragrances were intertwined, which made people fascinated. The drizzle is still falling slowly, rolling like wisps of silk, and the cool aroma is falling on the rocky beach. There was a crackling splash of water.

The Medicine Saint Son stared at the terrifying eyes, staring at the long dark rain curtain, appreciating the pain after the defeat. The heart pouted coldly, pursed his lips, and disappeared into the sky with a faint shadow, miserable and bleak with soft rain, sobbing and grinning.

Bean-sized teardrops were mixed in the dark rain and mist, and the raindrops were strung together into a large bead curtain, covering the heavens and the earth like smoke and clouds. The drizzle was continuous, sprinkled on the rocks, rustling like a silkworm baby devouring mulberry leaves. The drizzle like nectar drifted silently to the earth, instantly moistening the sandstone, embroidering a patch of black and green, and squeezing out budding buds.

The Medicine Saint Son has fought in the Holy Domain for 63,500 years, entered the Incarnation Realm for 20,000 years and 1,000 years, and guarded the Holy Soul City for 9,400 years, and has never been so defeated. When did the soul realm ever come out of such an earth-shattering soul saint, why did it fail to connect to the spirit realm, and now the holy realm has no saints.

The Medicine Saint Son took out a few crystals, and the crystals that his divine sense cracked and sparkled, and several bombs were sucked into the sky. The Medicine Saint Son had to tell the three cities of the Holy Realm about the battle just now. Such an earth-shattering soul saint is in the holy realm, and a killing is about to descend on the holy realm.

Mo Ye swept his eyes at the sudden silk drizzle, and there was a faint rumbling sound in the distant sky, which shook Mo Ye's heart to break. Standing in the dripping rain, I can't feel the rain, like wet smoke, like a light and thin knife, cutting a white and tender face.

Mo Ye's heart trembled, what kind of earth-shattering soul saint was that soul shadow, fleeing to Taicheng, tens of thousands of miles away, that sense of terror still did not disappear. Mo Xie didn't dare to hesitate any longer, opened the Sacred Realm Kunyu Crystal Axis, and hurriedly wrote down the Luxia Pass. Point to the nearest Fu City, throw down a hundred crystals, and escape into the ultimate teleportation crystal gate.

Mo Ye didn't dare to be careless anymore, every time he teleported four hundred cities, ten cities changed his face once, bought hundreds of incense crystals, and kept refining them to cover up the aura on his body. After resting for a few days in fear, the vicious divine sense did not chase after him, Mo Xie peeked at the holy bag, pondering the cold blood ice crystals, coriander cicadas, and ice nine, who was the culprit who attracted the ghost shadow. After thinking about it for a few days, I didn't dare to let the three go lightly.

A month later, Mo Xie came to the Green Shadow Pass. Since the border city of Huaying Cave, Mo Xie has finally teleported eighty-nine levels, and the city he has passed is no longer in the name of the city, but in the name of the pass, Green View Pass, Green View Pass, Green Sky Pass. (To be continued......)