It was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, as if all the living beings had already slept, and it seemed so peaceful

Yi Nan's face was shocked, Yi Shen's temper was too well understood, how could he provoke without fighting. Hehe has been honed for thousands of years, and he has patience.

Yi Nan's figure flashed, and he stepped into the building. "The young master of Yi Shen has also become a shrunken turtle"?

Bang, Yi Nan's smiling face has not waited for the solid building, and the love shadow in the domain has not been seen clearly. A ghostly clattering sound sounded, a piercing scratch, and a cold momentum, penetrating the ears and startling the bones, and pressing directly from the top of the head to the white acupoint.

The divine consciousness seemed to be frozen by some kind of coldness, twisting the sharp image and shrinking back, almost being imprisoned by the forbidden force of the divine consciousness pressed by the volley, Yi Nan was a little too careless, I didn't expect Yi Shen to come to such a hand.

Although Yi Shen's divine sense is strong, he never uses his divine sense to attack, and every time he fights to the end of his life, he would rather combine tactics than attack with divine sense. This thought flashed through Yi Nan's defeated consciousness.

Yi Nan retracted his divine sense, concentrating on the cold forbidden consciousness that the sword wanted to fight back into the body. The evil divine consciousness war shadow flashed before the holy body and escaped into the building, and the wind came to the war shadow with the "ring light thorn" in his hand, and rushed murderously towards the hammer light smashed in the air.

The "Ring Light Thorn" swirled lightly in the hand of the War Shadow, and the ball thorn of ten thousand rays of light that was transformed into divine consciousness hit the hammer surface, and the ball thorn flew extremely fast, and the cold light of the front stab flashed like a clear bell. As soon as the ball struck, a ray of fire rushed into the air, as if it opened its big stabbing teeth to devour the smashed hammer light.

Suddenly, the hammer light paused, and in a flash disappeared into the airspace. In the narrow airspace, only the shadow of Yi Nan in the form of a tiger-backed bear remained, holding the "Ring Light Thorn" in the four domains of the divine sense.

Yi Nan's eyebrows flickered, and he couldn't help but scream miserably. Yi Nan wanted to take back the Divine Sense War Shadow, but he felt that the Consciousness Domain Light Gate was sealed by a ghostly power, and his eyebrows seemed to have a lock, and he actually lost contact with the Divine Sense War Shadow.

Yi Nan's gradually solid figure did not stop. In a flash, he turned into a wisp of smoke, trying to escape from this domain. There was a stabbing pain in the back of his neck, and Yi Nan's deformed face appeared in the smoke, and his face was solid. I felt a chill pass through the back of my neck.

I saw that outside the clear smoke, a long sharp black light pierced through the clear smoke, and the impartial sharp light approached the back of Yi Nan's neck. Although it did not penetrate, such a close distance already made Yi Nan feel the piercing through his throat.

The spiky spikes gently stirred, as if they shook the tips of the airspace a few times. Yi Nan's holy body that had turned into smoke became solid, and he froze in the airspace, staring angrily at a golden thorn of light in front of his eyebrows.

"It's not a divine attack, it's a holy weapon, no! it's a false soldier." Yi Nan turned his consciousness into a shadow and attacked the Forbidden Hammer Shadow, and at the same time felt that a holy weapon was approaching the Holy Body, and wanted to urge the "Ring Light Thorn". Thoughts flashed, and Yi Nan was dumbfounded. At this time, it was discovered that the "Ring Light Thorn" in his hand was missing. He actually stopped for no reason and fled back into the holy bag.

Yi Nan had to turn into smoke and wanted to escape, but was forced out of the airspace by the golden light that flew from the back of his neck.

Yi Nan was stunned for a moment. shouted "virtual soldiers" in his heart. But he could only let out a weak exclamation. Standing in the building, he stood stupidly as if he was stunned. Yi Nan couldn't understand Yi Shen's tactics and when they became so weird.

A thousand years ago, Yi Nan lost his position as the young master in the "Young Master Ring". It's not because of the lack of combat power, nor because the magic is not refined, but because the use of magic is not weird. Yi Shen's technique uses the virtual and the real. The real and the false made Yi Nan tired of running for his life, and he was defeated by negligence for a while.

Hundreds of years ago, Yi Nan provoked and was still defeated under Yi Shen's strange tactics. At that time, Yi Shen did not use divine sense. Unexpectedly, in today's battle, under the attack of the divine sense, he was defeated in a few breaths, and he was defeated so badly. All the techniques have dried up before they are used, and the breath of defeat has not been breathed, so miserable that Yi Nan wants to cry without tears, so he can only remain in the airspace.

Yi Nan let out a long sigh, his eyes exploded in shock.

I saw Yi Shen standing not far away, with a strange shape on his body, stretching his head and neck, shrinking his abdomen and buttocks, so there was no need to mention the awkwardness. The bitter melon-like face, with an inexplicable wry smile, squinted at Yi Nan, who had just been defeated.

"If it's not Yi Shen's attack, who will make the move?" Yi Nan saw Yi Shen's miserable appearance for the first time, and knew that Yi Shen was even worse than himself. Busy with the four domains of divine consciousness.

A strange and ugly saint sat in the airspace, and Yi Nan was already familiar with that ugly appearance. Next to the ugly saint stood an ugly snowman like snow crystals, who turned out to be a living creature, with a round face and a sinister smile, and a small soybean eye bone spinning. He held a large crystal hammer in his arms, and several strands of red hair hung down.

Yi Nan was a little confused, and he still hadn't looked at the name of the registered saint on the "crystal card". I had to ask stupidly. "Holy friend, why did you sneak attack the lord of this valley?"

Mo Ye smiled awkwardly and shook his head impatiently. Mo Xie sent the "Thunder Swallowing God Thorn" to touch the situation, who would have thought that "Thunder Swallowing" would arrest the young master of the Yi family with the three maidens "Shenmang".

As soon as Mo Xie finished asking the name of Yi Shen, the Lord of Yi Nan Valley looked for him as if he had smelled a rotten egg with a slit.

"Lord Yi Gu is here, sit, and talk about the 'Mixed Yin Valley' together." Mo Xie shouted with a smile.

Yi Nan's face was a little embarrassed, it was obvious that the two Qi Condensing Sixth-Order Great Saints were restrained by the Qi Condensing First-Order Little Saints. A halo of fire hung on his face, burning his beard, eyebrows, and hair.

"Hahaha". When Yi Nan and Yi Shen were embarrassed and overwhelmed, singing laughter turned.

The dark shadow of the building area flashed, and an ugly shadow stood in front of the two saints. "Tomb Saint Friend, when did your small building become so lively, and you didn't call me a guest."

"Huai Shengyou is too busy, that dares to disturb you." Mo Xiepi said with a smile.

"Hahaha, the face of the tomb saint friend is really big! I invited the young master of the Yi family and the valley master of the Chaoyin Valley." Huai Xiao frowned, glanced at the two Yi family great saints, and too much confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Huai Shengyou has nothing to do, just invite the two of you to drink tea and talk about the interesting things of the Yi family, since the Holy Friend is back, sit together and chat for a while." Mo Xie greeted impatiently. Two black rays flashed to Huai Xiao's side, and Mo Xie didn't sit still, and he imprisoned the three saints.

Huai Xiao blinked in astonishment as he stared at the two approaching black rays, his eyes turning green. "False soldiers, so many pieces of virtual soldiers from the Holy Friends of the Tomb"?

Huai Xiao's eyes almost exploded, and he shook his head with a wry smile. Sit on the stone chair in front of Mo Xie.

Yi Shen and Yi Nan were so frightened that they didn't know what to do. It's a familiar breath, it's a terrifying realm, and it's a ghostly body. It was impossible to break into the building without interest, although the Holy Body of the Two Saints was banned, it did not mean that the divine consciousness was banned. Somewhat panicked, he fell to the stone table and sat on the stone chair resignedly.

Mo Xie looked at the three saints with a smile. "Friends, Mo has no other meaning, I just want to hear the inside story of 'Halloween' and 'Chaoyin Valley'."

Huai Xiao's eyes froze, and he scolded in his heart: "Isn't it a tomb?

The root of Mo Ye's tongue was hard, and although the last few words ran away, it was too late. Mo Ye, who got carried away, reported his real surname. His face sank, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Yi Shen and Yi Nan twitched their cheeks. "Who? Mo Mou? Could it be the thirteen chase and kill orders, the wanted Mo Evil"?

Yi Shen and Yi Nan changed color even with Huai Xiao's face, staring at the ugly face with large and small eyes, wondering if it was the cold face behind the ugly face.

Mo Xie snorted in embarrassment and ignored these things. "Dear holy friends, who will speak first"?

The Three Saints became unusually silent. His eyes stared at Mo Ye's face suspiciously, and gradually his memories became clear. There are many things that cannot be forgotten, and there is no room for remembering. Each of the three sacred hearts has its own memories, and the annual rings that flow like a tide. That trace of pain and divine light tore my heart apart at once.

The past is like a lake of clear water, and the waves are not alarmed. Those romantic flavors seem to have long disappeared in the plank road of the annual rings, and the long-lost memories have never been long overdue to find a trace.

The three different states of mind of the Three Sages are like three different understandings of "Halloween" and "Mixed Yin Valley", but in the end, they still have to return to the focus of the problem. The three saints were silent, not knowing who would answer the question better.

"Halloween" originated tens of millions of years ago, the reason why the word "ghost" is used is because when collecting "mixed yin qi" in the "mixed yin valley", there are always ghost things happening, as for what ghost happened, the three saints were dumbfounded, no one could say, because the three saints have never entered the "mixed yin valley", only know its festival, it is difficult to say.

Sansheng, you say a word to me, you can be regarded as clarifying what is "Halloween", but you can't tell where the ghosts of "Chaoyin Valley" are. In fact, it's not that the three saints don't want to say it, and it's not that they haven't heard a trace of rumors for tens of millions of years, but they are all rumors, and they all make the Yi family clean up, so what kind of gossip is there, even the young master of Yi Shen and the Yi family of the Yi family are difficult to say.

"The three holy friends 'Halloween' are difficult to understand in detail, and the 'Chaoyin Valley' can always give a rough idea, right?" Mo Xie listened to the words of the three saints who knew nothing about it, and his heart was full of anger and hatred. How can you not tell where it is?

Yi Shen and Huai Xiao looked at Yi Nan. Yi Nan, as the valley owner of the "Mixed Yin Valley" for thousands of years, of course, has the most right to speak, and can explain it in more detail.

Yi Nan's embarrassed face turned red like a monkey's buttocks, and he swallowed two mouthfuls of spit.

"Mixed Yin Valley" is named because of the mixed yin gas, because of the production of mixed yin gas, so it is called "mixed yin valley", how is the appearance of the valley, how is its road, where there is the mixed yin gas, Yi Nan suffocated his face was purple, and he didn't say that there was no hair. It's not that Yi Nan doesn't say it, it's that he hasn't entered it at all, and the Yi family doesn't have a "Mixed Yin Valley" crystal map and crystal book, that is, the sage who enters the valley and comes out, whether he picks it or not, it is the same as the sage who has not entered the valley, it is difficult to say its appearance, it is not recorded in its journey, and he holds the "mixed yin crystal" in his hand. I can't figure out how this crystal got into my hand, and why it is in my own hand. I lost my memory for a while. (To be continued......)