"This", tom, want to shake into a lump of flesh, lying on the ground and kowtowing his head, knock, knock non-stop.

"Let you wait and watch Zhizi, accompany the cultivation, when Zhizi has forgotten when he is alchemy, come, and enjoy the 'willow silk vine'." Lust Hui coldly pouted his eyes.

Several planters roared into the hall. I wanted to thank him again and again, and was caught out of the hall by the planters.

A sound of wind shattering the sky and tearing the earth resounded through the Yao Hall, and the heels of dozens of patriarchs in the Yao Garden weakened, their waists bowed lower, and drops of sweat fell to the ground. I want to be in charge of everything, I don't know what I will ask, if there is a slight untruth, the "willow silk vine" is light.

With a heart-rending howl, several planters carried their torn clothes into the Yao Hall, and drops of green blood fell to the ground, slipping long and stretching from the torture room to the door of the Yao Hall.

Desire Hui gently picked up a crystal card on the moss case and bounced it on the cornerstone of the flower shadow. "Thirty-two clan patriarchs, seventy-three demon clan leaders escort Zhizi's 'Evil Blood Forest' alchemy, and the time should not exceed two days."

I wanted to pick up the crystal card with both hands, and moved out of the hall with a thousand thanks.

Lust swept his eyes at Desire's bloody back. "If you want to send medicine, please protect the plants secretly, and don't miss anything."

A green-haired danhua planter was hidden in the Yao hall, and after answering the call, he escaped out of the Yao hall.

There was a long sigh in the Domain. "Why is Zhizu like this, it's too risky"?

The red and purple flowers, stretching out small branches, a thin hair-like whisker tied to the cool mist, the mist spread, a gust of wind swinged, and the scattered small flowers surrounded by vines shook in the wind.

Hundreds of planters flew into the early morning glow, dozens of planters opened the way in front, dozens of planters escorted on the left and right, nearly 100 planters followed, and more than a dozen clan patriarchs in the middle followed. A gust of wind blew, and a gust of wind flew towards the "Evil Blood Forest".

Yufu raised her long-skinned eyes to look at the lineup that was falling away. Shake your head and smile. The incident that happened in the "Evil Blood Forest" a few years ago didn't cause much turmoil, and there were often small incidents between the plants, and the War Shadow presided over it and didn't stop it, so there must be a reason. The Ludan clan is so prosperous, isn't it a bit of a fuss.

The other plants outside the "Evil Blood Forest" heard that they were coming, and quietly gave way to both sides. With one skill, it is best to stay away from the master who wants to wither the shadow plant.

Yufu raised his eyes to look at the hour and looked around at the planters. "Ladies and gentlemen, those who want to refine qi enter the left irrigation. Five hours, five leaf crystals, those who want to alchemist, enter the right irrigation, ten hours, five leaf crystals".

With a little finger, the two blood-colored crystal doors slowly opened. Yu Xun nodded to the patriarch of the clan, and took Mo Xie to the "Alchemy Technique".

With a wave of consciousness, a fire-like void appeared in front of him. The entire sky is reddish-black, with several clouds floating. Red like blood, yellow like sun, green and quiet like water. On each cloud stood a sage. Stand up to the three-color shield light and look at it.

Wanting to shake his body, a flower shadow chariot stood at his feet, and the crimson armor hung down along the thin curve. A transparent crystal shield stood in front of him. A half-pink and half-green odd-shaped flower blade was held in his hand.

Buckle the armor and protect the face, leaving only two pairs of flower pupils staring at the three-color shield light.

With a coquettish shout, he wanted to urge the Flower Shadow Chariot to go straight to the three-color shield light floating clouds. Behind the flirtatious shadow of a skill, the ten thousand points of crystal turned into countless bow shadows, and several arrow shadows broke through the air.

With a flick of the flower blade in his hand, a pink ray instantly tore a red blood line from the red and black sky, silently splitting the sky and slashing the yellow shield light.

The Flower Shadow Chariot disappeared strangely, teleported, and stopped in front of the blue shield in a flash, and smashed the green shield with a shield.

Wanting to use three techniques in an instant, two far and one near. Mo Ye's eyes froze, he had fought with the planters of the Zhi clan nearly a hundred times, and he had never seen the planters in close combat, only to see the Zerg use this technique. The Danhua clan dares to fight in close quarters, and the armor on their bodies must be indestructible.

The red light shield raised a layer of blisters, flashed the earthworm-like arc light, and the sage behind the shield did not exclaim, it exploded into a cloud of blood mist, two small mini lights and shadows, and screamed out of the wind explosion, and fled into the sky in a flash, wanting to stab the Danhua behind him, instantly turned into a small crystal bow, two red rays flashed, and two snowy light clusters burst out of the hundred miles of airspace.

Huang Chengcheng's shield light went up against the blade light, with two cracking sounds, the yellow light of the light shield was sheng, and the blade light was broken into pieces in front of the shield, and the yellow light shield and the sage behind the shield flew out of the floating clouds, rolling hundreds of zhang, and erected the yellow shield in panic.

I saw that although the yellow shield was not broken, it left a deep crack that could penetrate into the fingers, the shield body buzzed low, and the sage's teeth behind the shield clicked directly. His eyes were staring at Desire, for fear that Desire's second skill would be repeated.

A burst of fragrance permeated the waving of the blade, and the tip of the blade cut through silk paper, silently through the green and dark battle shield, through the Holy Clothes of the Sage, and through the back. The saint stared at the battle shield and looked down at the penetrating flower blade in disbelief.

Several flower shadows flashed from between the blades of the flowers and sank into the Holy Sacrament, poof, poof, poof. The Holy Body instantly split apart, spewing out blood and gas from the sky, and the minced flesh piled down burned red and bright, and burst into a black mist. The soul has not escaped.

Yu Xuan withdrew the flower blade with a drop of blood essence condensed, and looked up at the black and red space with a smile, and a blood-colored red letter condensed. "The battle traces are added to the two, and the holy art of the Dead Saint is rewarded with 'point technique' and 'object exploration technique'".

Two rays of light slowly fell from the black-red airspace. Like two teardrops falling on the blood-colored sky. The cold drip was in the palm of Desire's hand, and Desire's smile shook his head. Although these two holy arts have not been refined, they don't seem to have any peculiarities. Keep it in the planting bag.

The chariot flashed, condensing in the black blood-colored airspace, and the flower shield stood in front of him, staring at the shadow of the domain.

Three floating clouds slowly floated in, and the three sages stood on the red clouds with blank expressions, without condensing the shield light, and holding a spell in their hands.

The gray-haired old saint of the grass nest, tapping the void, a giant peak of the heavens instantly condensed in the airspace, the peak was thousands of feet high, and the black stones were lined up. The shadow of the peak flashed, falling into the sky, from big to small, and the coercion became more and more powerful.

Wanting to take advantage of the flower shield, he swiped his face lightly, and the mini peak mountain was swept away by the flower shield. I don't know how far away in the airspace, there was a slight pop.

Wanting to contemptuously glance at another dark-faced old saint who was holding a spell. The delicate fingers hooked, and the pointed chin picked.

The corners of the yin-faced old saint's mouth twitched, and his face turned iron-blue. With a roar, a flying feather flashed into the sky, and the feather slashed down lightly, but it flew down like ten thousand feather arrows.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the flowers, although the feather arrows were light, they had the power of splitting the sky and cutting the earth, opening mountains and breaking rivers. The flower blade in his hand volleyed out a flower shadow, and waved his shield to release four flower shadow shield lights in a row. Suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed in the air, and the feather arrows in the sky disappeared in an instant. The dark-faced old saint was short, clutching his chest and spewing out a mouthful of blood.

The face of the flower changed slightly, and the green and tender face revealed a trace of red light, just now the old saint with a yin face had a technique, and the "alchemy infusion" determined that the desire could not be taken, and automatically defeated the sage.

The eyes of the Saint Smuna did not look at the desire, but looked Mo Ye up and down, opened his mouth and stopped talking. Mo Xie kept his eyes closed, unwilling to see the unfair condensation of spells. I couldn't help but shudder.

Slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the saint priest among the floating clouds, his face was thin, but he did not lose a bit of might. What kind of realm it is, Mo Xie doesn't know. Danhai sealed, and the divine sense was no longer able to distinguish the realm level.

A black mang's big axe stood in his hand, humming like a deep bell, an axe light slashed down in the air, the axe peak was slightly oblique and slashed, and the roar of the axe was slashed at the flower shield. The axe peak slanted and slashed towards Mo Xie's head.

Mo Ye didn't expect the saint in the void to come to this trick at all, and there was no time to dodge, so he wanted to catch up with the axe peak, and slid diagonally past the edge of the peak.

Poof, the peaks passed through the body, and Mo Ye was split in half obliquely. The axe of the saint hahaha looked up to the sky and smiled. "Mo Xie, you thief, help the abuse, damn it."

The jade eyes of the flower pupils flashed with cold light in an instant, the flower shadow stared behind him, and several crystal shadow flower arrows were rounded.

Mo Ye, who exploded into a clear air, flashed with blue light, and stood in the void, looking at the saint priest whose laughter stopped in astonishment, his nose was crooked. Hiding in the War Shadow Crystal Platform to steal alchemy spells, Phantom Mo Ye is outside to deal with it. This time, a stupid, heroic saint slashed the phantom.

"The son of the plant is merciful, this saint is the old man." Mo Xie was so angry that smoke was coming out of his nose, and he had to plead.

The eyes of the ghosts looked Mo Ye up and down. I muttered inwardly. "This time the repair is so fast, and the telepathy is much stronger."

He hesitated for a moment, and slowly withdrew the spell, leaving Mo Ye to wonder what was going on.

A shrill voice rang out in the Scarlet Domain. "Three battles and two victories, the Sage Award cultivates for an hour. The planter will be fined ten leaf crystals".

The red light flashed, and three floating clouds flew into the blood-colored void.

Mo Xie scratched his hair, stunned and didn't understand who the sage who attacked him was. Know your name, and when can you be an old friend. Bang bang, Mo Ye snapped his forehead.

Wanting to glance at Mo Ye, a spell struck, Mo Ye was excited, and his face changed. I was scared into a cold sweat, and my heart was beating non-stop. Unexpectedly, Desire will unravel the spell at this time.

Ignoring Mo Xie, he stood in the space and watched the three shield-wielding saints slowly breathe. The blood-colored airspace was clanging and rumbling for months, and he wanted to kill thirty-seven saints in this airspace, and he lost one hundred and ten Ye Jing.

The saint who knew Mo Xie never appeared again, and Mo Xie was always puzzled, who would know him, and stared dryly at the airspace. "How many saints are there in this 'alchemy infusion', and how many sages die in the infusion every day?"

He stopped sweating, squinting at Mo Ye. "Can the spell you said really escape the eyes of the clansmen?"

"He is not a sacred realm technique, it is a puppet technique, but he can confuse the real with the false." Mo Xie Muna nodded. Take out the dough of a book from the sacred bag and give it to the desire to be in the hand.

"That's it"? Yu Xun took the transparent skin of the book, and looked at Mo Ye incredulously. What is the puppet realm, I haven't heard of it, just like where the sage came from, the holy realm has never been said, maybe it's the place where the sage was born. Wanting to be able to perceive these from Mo Ye's mind. (To be continued......)