The jasper-like jade body was tempered among the dark red thunderclouds, and with the low thunder, Mo Xie's holy body was like a jade carving, clear and crystalline, pondering a thousand kinds, becoming more and more rounded.

In the clear jade body, blue smoke rises on the Danhai Sea, and the smoke yarn seems to be roasted and burned, hovering around the clear blue beads, the blue beads seem to hold a sea, floating a cloud, swaying cold and blue light waves, gradually brightening and dimming, and appearing steadily in the blue filamentous smoke.

"Pei Ming Tong no Pei Yuan" disappeared, and the Danhai airspace turned into a blue bead at some point, and the blue body rotated gently, causing a faint blue mist to swirl lightly around the bead. Buzz. The smoke gathered, and a faint shadow appeared in the cyan smoke, and it was dimly impossible to see what the faint shadow was.

Poof! The black Hokage flew into the Dan Domain, and the faint shadow like a flowing veil of surprise swirled violently, and the hula rolled past the black Hokage. A black burst of flames ignited on the blue beads in the faint shadow, and several clouds of smoke and gas rose leisurely, neither in patches, nor in flowers, but in wisps. Like a gurgling mountain spring, it wafting upward.

A pearl of crystal light fell into the sky of the Danhai Sea, and the empty Danhai Sea was like a waterlogged riverbed that had long since dried up, and only a pale mist was rising, faintly drifting. As the crystal light fell, a black whip of light was thrown out from the explosion, snapping on the crystal light.

"Baiqi True Crystal" burst in response. The rolling true air flow gushed up the faint shadow of the black flame, pouring straight through, like a waterfall, magnificent, magnificent. In the blink of an eye, it was absorbed by the faint shadow of the black flame like a trickle, leaving a trace of true qi.

Mo Ye's throat moved again, and one by one, the "Baiqi True Crystals" fell into the light mist of the Danhai Sea like a valley. The shape is like a jade belt shaking off the true air current, like a rushing river, surging, flying down, pouring thousands of feet. Surging towards the swirling shadow of black flames. One inhale, two inhales, I don't know how much time has passed.

The black flame gradually disappeared under the surge of true qi. On the Danhai Sea, only the blue clouds gradually faded and a bead swirled with a faint shadow was left, throwing wisps of blue thread, stretching out the wisps of blue silk to the Wanyu Dankong.

Mo Evil Divine Consciousness was fiercely restrained, boom, like a Dao lightning soaring into the air, soaring straight into the sky, and the "Voyeur Pain Consciousness Divine Sense" sucked and swept away for twenty miles. A tiny piece of dust fell within twenty miles, like a sharp sword piercing into the skin.

"Perception of pain" is different from the three major consciousness of voyeurism, voyeurism, and perception, which is the consciousness of pain, as if the body is dissolved into all things. Every wisp of external force that hurts all things is like a stab on the skin of the sage. The twenty-mile airspace has almost become a defensive net for the Qi Condensing Sage, once there is danger coming, when the Sage's divine sense is released, twenty miles will sense the danger. It can be seen how difficult it is to attack and kill a condensation realm powerhouse with excellent divine sense.

The Mo evil god knows the "Three Realms Stone Domain" within 20 miles, majestic, mighty, magnificent, magical stone mountains and stone ridges, dense clouds and fog, reckless and blue, majestic and majestic, towering and charming. There are huge dragonflies hidden among the dangerous anomalous rocks, some of which are long. Some are more than ten zhang, nearly 100 zhang. The red-haired stone sorghum stared at the terrifying red eyes.

In the annular stone mountain, there is a sixth-order dragonfly of the Expanded Realm lying down, with a huge armor cover of nearly 1,000 feet. Climb quietly among the oddly shaped walled boulders. The stone is tilting and falling, obscuring a patch of red-haired black armor. The giant dragonfly seemed to be asleep, its huge compound eyes half-closed, and a linear red light flickered.

Mo Xie sighed. No wonder the Fly Ancestor couldn't get out of the Stone Domain, such a behemoth, it was an earth-shattering thing to climb there. If you don't get beaten, you can't tolerate it, and if you break your limbs and legs, it's light.

Mo Xie shook his head and withdrew his divine sense, hissed, took a long breath of cold air, and was so shocked that his black pupils burst into shock, and he was so frightened that the four gods were masterless, and his divine consciousness was empty Danhai.

A small Dan Spring, hidden in the smoke waves of transpiration, fog and mist of the Dan Domain, like a light veil covering the spring surface. The water in the spring splashed with a little black light and red shadow, shining clearly, and there was no sound.

The two-color bucket-shaped shadow disc fell on the surface of the spring, shaking the twin shadows like broken silver. A branch of "Zhewu Branch" was lying on the bucket plate, shining with a red light of jade. "Jiu'er, Jiu'er went."

Mo Xie's quiet voice, mixed with astonished sadness, called out in the empty Dan Domain. One is more shocking than the other, one is more sad than the other, almost tears, and every sentence is heartbreaking.

I don't know how long it took to call, Mo Ye's voice became hoarse, and the realm broke through, but Jiu'er mysteriously disappeared at the moment when refining the "Pei Ming Tong Wuyuan" and breaking through the condensation realm. This has never happened before.

Mo Ye's cheeks condensed with beads of tears, and slowly opened. The red-haired tear pool in the rocky depression has dried up, and the red-haired hair has disappeared strangely. The dragon soul, the dragon spirit, and the cicada stand in the stone field.

Mo Xie sighed lightly. "Long Shengyou, thank you for giving the 'Yin Burning Original Fire', I don't know when to go to 'Wolong Pond'"?

The pink horned dragon glows with a pink glow. "Mo Shengyou has broken through the Condensation Qi Realm, I am afraid that he will no longer be invincible in the Three Realms Desolate Domain, and getting the Yin Burning Fire is even more powerful, I have discussed with the Dragon Soul and went to the 'Wolong Pond' with the Ice Saint Friend."

Mo Xie sighed and smiled faintly. "Bing Jiu has to wake up for several years every time after I break through, so don't take her with you, the two dragon friends can do their own thing."

The dragon soul soared, staring at the burning dragon eyes, and bared his big teeth. "She's asleep, where are my dragon horns"?

Mo Xie looked at the two hooked claws on the head of the dragon soul and smiled. Several rays of jade crystal light flew towards the Pink Horned Dragon.

The rumbling thunder sounded, scattered into bursts of thunderbolts, and in an instant, the wind was roaring, and the thunder was roaring! The cloudless sky was roaring! A dragon-shaped light and shadow rose from Mo Ye's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, only a piece of fiery red scorched rock was left in front of Mo Ye's body.

The dragon soul, dragon spirit, and coriander are gone. Mo Ye's face twitched, blinking in shock, and he was aware of the boundless airspace. After sucking a few times, Mo Xie scolded angrily: "Dead vulture dragon, anxious to die"!

A black shadow escaped in front of Mo Xie with a crystal bead the size of a fist. Mo Ye's eyes flashed with crystalline light, and his divine sense was thundering dragon clouds hundreds of miles away, and he gently twisted the "Dragon Ball". "Hey, although the dragon soul is evil, it is still a secret."

Mo Xie rose up in the air, and his divine sense glanced at the towering stone peak, although he reached the condensing qi realm, he did not have the momentum of the dragon soul Qian, and he fled away like a wind and clouds.

The breeze gusted, and Mo Evil Wind fluttered in the airspace, looking at the red-haired forest between the stone peaks, and flew through the sky.

Dangerous and abnormal stone peaks, the mountains are empty, the mountain peaks are like swords, the mountains and rocks are like forests, and in the gaps of the pale cyan mountain stones, the phantom of a long-haired old man escapes, squinting at the red compound eyes, and the figure of Mo Xie is far away. A gust of wind sounded. "Little saint, I didn't expect that you were still a little faster than me."

The sound of Feng Ling sounded, and the red eyes looked at the hidden space of the dragon soul and dragon spirit, shook his head gently, and Han Ling Ling sighed. "It's a pity that the ancestor lacks combat power and loses a chance to become a Chan."

Hundreds of miles away, Mo Xie condensed in the edge of the lush, shady, winding and endless verdant forest. The forest in this area is deep, the ancient trees are towering, and with the gentle slope slowly rising, as far as the eye can see, it is an oasis.

The oasis is divided into two colors, one dense and lush, connected into a large area, from a distance, it looks like a large condensed green cloud smoke, which will not be extinguished. Although the tree is green and deep, the shin of the tree is not thick, some of the bowl mouth is thick, and some of the pen is thin, stretching out the slender branches and leaves, crowded and crowded, competing to grow. Like a new wood.

In the other tree field, the dense trees are like giant umbrellas holding up the sky, with overlapping branches, leaving only speckled and fine leaf shadows. Although the tree is scarce, its branches are like dragons, and its roots are like rocks, staggered vertically and horizontally, inserted into the grass of inches high, and the body of the tree is difficult to distinguish, and it is impossible to distinguish whether the roots are inserted into the ground or the branches are inserted into the sky.

Mo Ye looked at the long verdant trees, and at a glance the lush greenery, the sage walked on it as if he was floating in the green sea. Although I couldn't see anything strange about the forest, I was also surprised by the green and the quietness of the forest.

Mo Xie was just about to escape into the forest of different thicknesses. The shadow of the dragon-like tree faded out of the figure of an old saint.

The old shadow arched its hump-like back, like it had topped a hill, its emaciated and haggard face raised, and its unkempt gray hair blocked half of its face, revealing half of its face with half a smile on its face, its high gray skin, and half of its eyes shining green.

The gray-faced old saint is dressed in a green leaf suit, like countless green leaves are woven together, and the bite of the leaves is connected by a thick straw rope, and from a distance, the straw rope is much thicker than the leaves. A thin calloused hand, slowly raised, the Taoist tree pattern was deeply engraved on the arm, and the fingers were a little unstraight, which was more ugly than the hook of the eagle's claws.

The old shadow waved his hand gently. "Holy friends, come here, we are a sage, and we can't go to that forest area."

Mo Ye was so shocked that his eyes condensed into triangular eyes, and he took a deep breath, just about to flee to the Dragon Tree Domain.

A purple shadow slowly faded out of the forest of different thicknesses. Two large leaves stood in front of him, and between the leaves protruded limbs as thin as branches. The bald branch-like arm is carved with deep scars, like the scars of a knife, and the black skin lines are torn.

Under the gray hair, there was a withered skin, and when the wind blew, it flickered faintly, as if this face was originally a skin wrapped in an empty shell. The marks that the wind and frost can't change, leaving deep lines of time, but those eyes shine with a gentle and kind light.

The hand of the old pine bark, like a branch cracking five openings, the sharp edges are covered with deep ravines like flowing water, gently hooking, hooking, and the airspace will be hooked with a cracking sound. "Holy friend, don't go over, that old calf lied to you, we are the family."

Mo Ye's soul hooking eyes lost their accuracy, and he stared at the two forest domains, the two sages with the same dry branches, and in the domain of consciousness, a piercing sound sounded loudly. Drilling into the letter of knowledge, Mo Xie's head was bigger, swollen and painful, and he couldn't tell the two dead branches and leaves after staring at him several times, who was the sage. (To be continued......)