Chapter 672: The Way Back from the Sacred Realm (13) is a short difference

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Three figures followed. Hua Qi stretched out her hand and sighed. Rubbing the slippery fingertips, he put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and let out a long sigh.

In the dark twilight, Mo Ye's black pupils flashed with a startling light. The extreme nervousness made his neck stiff, his eyes straight, his terrors palpitated, his hair stood up coldly like a demon, and his dazed mind went blank.

Between the ghostly green flame stone moss, the golden blood light silk line became narrower and narrower, and the blood dragon-like light flame coiled on the blood light silk line. It hissed and spurted blood, scurrying, devouring the golden light between the blood lines.

Familiar figures passed through the space where the blood dragon coiled. The blood-colored fire shadow flew out hundreds of feet with the shadow, like countless blood-red claws, grabbing the green flame airspace.

Mo Ye's black pupils straightened, and the spasms of his heart flew away with the figures of Chixiao and Chengying. Taia is sandwiched between two best friends. His face was pale, and his heart seemed to stop beating for a while. Both hands tightly grasped the battle armor of Chixiao and Chengying. Staring at the eyes of a dead eye, staring at the chaotic airspace. The last pleading came out of his mouth. "Take me".

Chixiao bit his pale lip tightly, and the fan of "Ruyi Xinxin" flashed with two bloody words "big brother". Seungying wiped the tears from her face. Tightly hugged Tai'a's holy waist. "Brother Tai, and five mosses".

In the black twilight, there was a heart-breaking cry, and the black curtain seemed to burst in an instant. Mo Xie howled in surprise and rushed towards the aura. Rumble...... , A line of blood rolled away in the dark twilight, like a sharp and ruthless knife, volleying at Mo Ye's retreating figure, cutting one by one, chopping, peeling, and cutting. Drop by drop, blood flowed.

The flower pupils flashed with surprise and let out a sneer. "King Mo Jing, hand over the Forbidden Technique. Otherwise, you won't be able to escape the 'Black Realm'. You can't save your best friends, even if you have amazing spells and escape from the 'Black Domain', do you know where they are?"

Full of grief, the hideous face of Mo Xie was like an autumn grass, shaking weakly in the cold wind, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Quickly take out the "Gong Transmission Stone" from the holy bag and press it towards the center of the eyebrows. The blue light flashed. Mo Xie glared at the blood pupil and flicked the "Cold Wave Forbidden Knowledge" spar towards the flower pupil. A howl that tears hearts and lungs. "Speak quickly where people are".

Two black rays stretched out from the black ink space, gently clamping the glittering "Gong Transmission Stone", ignoring the sad and desperate flashing and igniting flames of the black pupils. Slowly press the "Gong Gong Stone" to the center of the eyebrows. "Cold Wave Forbidden Knowledge".

A glint flashed in her eyes, and a treacherous laugh echoed in the burning airspace. "King Mo Jing, give it to me early, and your best friend will not suffer like this."

There seemed to be a hot air flow rolling in the black field, suffocating and breathless. The smell of sweat and sourness mixed with the smell of blood permeated. Mo Xie was so angry that his tongue was biting blood, and he spat out an indistinct angry scream. "Say it quickly".

Hua Tong put away the "Cold Wave Forbidden Wave" with satisfaction, and said slowly: "King Mo Jing is in a hurry. They can't die, it's just 'Divine Indin'."

The black lacquer ink domain exploded with starlight, and the black pupils exploded into the afterimage of the Dao. Hua Tong laughed dryly a few times, and said slowly: "What's the hurry." Don't even say thank you, you will never see them without me."

Scorching splashes. The green flames soared into the sky, Chixiao felt that the sea of consciousness was about to burst as if he was stuffy, his heart cramped violently, his eyes darkened, his consciousness became sleepy, and the dashing steps towards the flame domain sank, and his body fell sharply and rolled green flames.

Chengying let out a coquettish cry. The jade hand stretched out sharply, grabbed Chixiao's bun, and gently lifted it, passing through the red dragon flame grid. Three figures fell on the stone moss at the same time. "Brother Chixiao, Brother Chixiao, wake up, wake up."

Chengying's water-like eyes couldn't stop the rushing tears, his lips trembled, his shouts became hoarse, the figures of Chixiao and Tai'a became blurred, his eyes were covered with layers of tears, and Chengying tried his best to wipe the tears that came out of his eyes. Shaking his barefoot body vigorously.

Click. The "wishful thinking" fan slowly opened, and four large pink characters appeared on the fan surface. "Damn" "dizzy".

Chengying looked at the last two pieces of stone moss and cried even harder, tears gushing out endlessly like a gushing mountain spring. Crying and whimpering, white fog falling tears, green clouds covering the sun. Seeing the "Divine Indle", Tai'a stared at the black hole's eyes, his face was gray and bloodless, and his teeth seemed to be about to be crushed, and there was a loud sound.

Chixiao's consciousness was tired, like a frosted eggplant, slumped in Chengying's arms. The eyelids seemed to be about to open, picked twice and closed again, the mouth seemed to be about to speak, the corners of the mouth kept twitching, only the "wishful heart" fan, swishing with the word. "Insist on damning", "Second moss dizzy", "Go find the third brother", "Dizzy and dizzy", ".

Chengying wiped the bright tears, she was afraid, Brother Mo Ye had disappeared for a hundred years, and when he arrived at the "Shen Yin", there was no Chixiao and Tai'a to accompany him, and Chengying felt frightened and helpless. She was afraid that Mo Ye would not be on the "Divine Inch", and she would lose Chixiao and Tai'a, even if she found Mo Ye, what would she do?

Chengying cried dizzily. His mind was like entering an ice cellar, and his cold body trembled, slowly holding Chixiao's limp body. Holding up Tai'a's stiff holy body, he stared at the reddish blurred eyes, and gasped hard, as if an invisible void was gathering on the realm of consciousness. Like waves and winds, the waves crashed against the broken silver all over the ground, bursting countless ghostly golden flowers.

The ghostly black clouds that oppress in the Chixiao and Tai'a Domains gather towards the Shadows' Domains, which are thicker and heavier. The angry waves beat the clouds, and the black clouds swallow the waves, twisted into a ball. Rolling oppresses Chengying's divine consciousness.

Chengying seemed to carry three times the forbidden power of the divine consciousness, and the original vast divine consciousness seemed to be about to collapse when it was oppressed. Chengying didn't dare to let go of Chixiao and Tai'a. She was afraid of losing them, and she was even more afraid of facing it alone. Gritted his fine teeth and fled down to the moss.

In the "Sacred Heart Temple" with green mist, hundreds of pairs of flower pupils silently stared at the green flame "Divine Indle". The strange silence of the temple seemed to hold even his breath. Tears flashed in the flickering pupils, shaking his head gently, and sighing in his heart.

"Hey!" sighed. "I can't help but cry."

The condensed pupil shadow of the wooden sash, dancing with hookah foam. said coldly: "Keeping it is a trouble, send them away"!

She didn't seem to understand, and her eyebrows raised. The thin fingers of the wooden snarle were gently raised, and a black light hit the "Shenindan" airspace, and a small black dot floated in the sky above the "Shenindan", misty, smoke, steaming and rising. A huge spatial vortex swirled like a cloud of mist. Instantly engulfed the desolation on the "Divine Inch".

Mo Xie hurriedly recited the incantation, flew out of the Yao Garden, and flashed onto the green mist stone steps in front of the "Eighty-first Order 'Divine Inch'". There were more than a dozen figures standing scattered, staring at the stone steps deep into the clouds with a wooden expression. On the eighty steps, Chengying sandwiched the soft and collapsed Chixiao, supported the upright Tai'a, raised his feet and walked towards the eighty-first steps, and froze in the airspace.

Mo Xie's face was bruised, and he dodged and flew away from the stone steps. Heartbreakingly shouted. "Chengying, eldest brother, second brother".

The sun-like crystal light lit up, and the billowing black mist swept into the sky, and more than a dozen Planter Sages standing on the "Divine Indle" instantly inhaled the black aura.

Chengying on the eighty steps was stunned for a moment, and looked back at the "Divine Inden". I saw a familiar figure rushing up. Dozens of steps were passed between the suctions. "Brother Moxie".

Chengying stretched out his jade hand, wanting to grab Mo Yefei's outstretched hands. Whew! The black fog rushes through. Surround with a startling sound, immersed in the rotating aura of space. Oh, the "wishful thinking" fan fell on the stone steps. Mo Ye, who was flying away, grabbed the fan shadow. The light and shadow of the fan are shining, and there are three words of light. "Torture, third brother".

A flash of "wishful thinking" flew into the space light door. Mo Xie was stunned for a moment, and the afterimage that had just been solid turned into a little starlight and flew into the black fog shadow. The aura echoed with the sound of surprise and excitement. "Second brother, I'll come".

She buckled her beard ears, and Hua Hitomi stared at the surging vortex with a little doubt. "Great Elder, why are you, how did you open the teleportation array, and where did you transmit the Holy Son of the Holy Domain?"

Mu Yu sneered. "Yuqi, you won the bet again, and you didn't accept your 'Bilu', and you didn't ask about the affairs of the Sacred Heart Temple.

There are two places in the city that the lord of the city is powerless. The "Sacred Heart Temple" and the "Interdomain Teleportation Light Gate" are all controlled by the Council of Elders, and the "Sacred Heart Crystal" refining is even more impossible to ask, the Council of Elders can act arbitrarily, and the Elder Council has no right to intervene, let alone meddle in affairs.

She glanced at the bubble. Shaking his head, winning is a sure thing, in order to help Yingbin get the "cold forbidden technique" and save Yingming, Yinghui had no choice but to set up this game with Yingbin.

Zhu Qi gambled to attract the elders' divine sense, welcomed the guests, and told Chixiao that Mo Ye might be above the "Shen Yin", and Chi Xiao was suspicious of the "Shen Yin", and really used the "Nine Soul Beads" to suck Mo Ye's afterimage. caused a tragic and magnificent scene, which made everyone in the "Sacred Heart Temple" resentful, and shocked Mu Yu had to make up his mind, rather than offend the Holy Soul City, but also transfer the Holy Son of the Holy City, Chixiao and others out of the planting domain.

Welcome guests took the opportunity to blackmail Mo Xie and asked for the "cold wave knowledge ban". A qiē is done in a mixed nature.

It is also buckled and buckled. His face was a little solemn and he looked at the wooden sash. "Great Elder, I still want to ask where you have passed on all the Planters, Holy Sons, and Holy Beings, so that I can have an explanation in the future."

The wooden sash looked at the ink. I didn't have a good way. "Ten Thousand Souls Wasteland".

Mao Qi's face sank, and the green light of her flower eyes flashed. I said more than a dozen in a row. "It's over".

Mu Yu said with a cold face. "City Lord, the affairs of the 'Sacred Heart Palace' are busy, this matter is over, collect your gambling money and go back to the 'Green Heart Palace' quickly."

She stood up slowly, scolded in her heart, and said thoughtfully. "Great Elder, I can hear the voice from the interdomain teleportation light gate, I always feel that there is one more Sage." (To be continued......)