The Divine Soul no longer paid attention to Bian Han, who was blowing his beard and staring, and pouted and patted the holy bag. Exhaled a fishy smell, almost didn't stuff Bian Han, held his breath sharply, and the two snow-white eyebrows came together.

In front of him, the shell of the cocktail shone with gray light, and the strange smell gushed out from the four hollows of the shell, which could literally smoke people to death.

"City Lord Bian, I've changed guys. This is the million-year-old deep-sea worm shell that Yi Jue gave me when he came, just cleaned, and opened the first hexagram for you." Shen Soulzi covered his nose, entangled his mouth, and said with a whining, so angry that Bian Han's eyes glowed green.

The Divine Soul pulled his nose, snorted twice, sat cross-legged on his knees, squinted his eyes that were not closed, and rose into the air, his thin body shook slightly, and another Divine Soul flew out cross-legged.

Clusters of clear qi rose above the head of the Divine Soul, like auspicious clouds superimposed, and he typed a term with one hand, and there were words in his shriveled mouth. Buzzing, buzzing, the shell trembled, and the gray light and the stench were even thicker. The cave where the aura condensed fell into the dung pit.

The Divine Soul Son incarnated to cover his nose, puffed out his protruding eyeballs, and took out a prismatic crystal ball from the holy bag, the crystal ball had seventy-two edges, each side flashed with prismatic light, and the light was shining, and he stopped in shock, as if the light had been broken.

"Lord Bian, if you want to see it in person, it's still ......." Divine Soul Son Divine Sense.

Bian Han shook his head vigorously, looked at a fart, and used the trick back to use the blind method, the white flower spar, and the fart couldn't be seen clearly. What kind of life technique did the Divine Soul Son learn from the old immortal, and the saints of the same realm could not see the change.

The palm of the Divine Soul Zi incarnated into a strange shape of runes, and the Dao rune light flew into one edge after another, the rune light was different, and the speed was extremely fast. Bian Han only saw the red light flashing, and he didn't see any runes clearly. Bian Han watched the divine soul divination several times, and each time he stared at the ghostly red light, although he knew that it was strange, he couldn't tell it clearly.

Seventy-two runes flashed. The prism ball is full of red light, and the stars in the sky are reflected in the cave, like the universe outside the sky, condensed in a small space, the stars are bright, bright and lofty. The dense starlight, like the sparkling light in the sea, shimmered and danced with tiny points of light.

The rune light flashed in the palm of the Divine Soul Child's incarnation, and white rune flowers spread out between his fingers. Seventy-two sparse and orderly stars flashed with the prism, turning into a dry and cold cold light and falling into the shell. The four black holes of the shell released four dead rays of light, and the whirlwind rose in the air, spiraling into four pillars of wind, and the strong wind gusted and disappeared into the cave.

The Holy Soul Peak was suddenly windy, and the black crazy dragon wanted to devour the mountain. The thunderous momentum galloped, and the roar was like thunder. Like a tide, a moment of wailing screams, a moment of the roar of wild beasts. The wind blew away the heat as if it were loose.

Rolling dark clouds suddenly gathered, accumulating thicker and thicker. The ocean covered the dark and heavy Holy Soul Peak. Spread the snow and pile up the snow, the clouds are rushing, and the dark clouds seem to fall from the sky and pour mountains and seas. Wild horses like wild horses.

With a click, a zigzag lightning swept through the sky, and the Holy Soul Peak immersed in black ink suddenly covered with a layer of silver light. Then there was a terrifying thunderclap. Another bolt of lightning pierced the dark sky, and the torrential rain fell like a river bursting into the sky. The Holy Soul Cave, which was thunderous and thunderous, shook in the majestic, trembling, and moaned weakly. In an instant, the electric light of the Dao pierced the sky, and the huge roar poured rain suddenly, shaking without a trace, and the sky and earth became a white expanse!

The rumbling thunder dispersed into bursts of thunderbolts, clattering on the Holy Soul Peak, the dark clouds cracked, and the lightning like golden arrows shot from the dense clouds to the peak. Thunder roared, and dark clouds of lightning burned, spewing terrible blue flames. The sky trembled, and the earth shook timidly.

Bian Han sat casually. "Penetrate the heavens, peep into the gods, why don't you be killed."

The Divine Soul raised his withered hand, pinched a frown fiercely, grinned at the corners of his eyes, and the rough wrinkles of the scraping were like cracked valleys, trembling in pain. His eyes sparkled like hot coals. A thin white hair is sandwiched between the slender nails. The Divine Soul pouted his trembling mouth, and with a gentle blow, the white hair turned into a line of white light and shot into the shell.

The dead light emitted by the shell disappeared in an instant, and the spiral air pillar turned into four crystalline lights. The click, the sonorous thunder and lightning disappeared, and the wild roar between the caves turned into a single rhythmic melody, soft and sweet like a lullaby.

In the mysterious music, the soul shook his body and slowly bowed forward, slowly opened his long skin eyes, and the pupils of the ghost spirit shot into the shell. His face changed to a bluff, and the muscles of his cheeks drooped loosely and trembled. Stunned for a moment, he swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, and stretched out his long striped leather neck and gurgled and moved. Fiercely stretched out his hand to cover the black hole, and his face was elongated with white misery.

Holy Soul Peak, the wonders of heaven and earth stopped abruptly, white clouds floating in the blue sky, the warm breeze blew gently, and the blue sky wiped the mirror. The Divine Soul gathered the shell in a panic.

Bian Han's brows tightened, staring at the panicked appearance of the divine soul, and he was puzzled. What's wrong with the Divine Soul Child, how did the usual hexagram become so nervous, there is still the appearance of the Great Sage. "Divine Soul Friend ......".

Shen Soulzi glanced at Bian Han, and a wry smile appeared on his solemn face. "Lord Bian Cheng takes his leave".

Bian Han's tightly knit white eyebrows frowned even more, looking at the shadow of the fading soul. "Holy friend, what result"?

There was a buzzing sound from the cave, and it trembled as if it were trembling. "Friend Bian, I don't want the holy slave, I'll tell you after a thousand years."

Bian Han's face was displeased, the soul of God is always able to be vain, and he only tells him every time he burns his buttocks, saying that the heavens cannot be leaked and the destiny cannot be violated. It's all fucking bullshit.

Mo Xie was immersed in the burning flame of hatred, which seemed to pass from each crystal statue, and the burning Mo Demon Body was incomplete. Terrible sparks burst out of his eyes, the flesh of his face twitched irregularly, his teeth creaked and bitten with pain, piercing his ears as if they were broken, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his cheeks. Mo Ye's fists were clenched, and the green tendons were bursting and convex. "Okay, I've got it."

After Mo Ye burst into tears, the overwhelming flames of hatred slowly subsided. Mo Xie twisted the hot holy body, his blood was boiling and boiling, and his mouth was dry. "These holy spirits, even if they have ascended to the spirit, what do you care about so many things in the holy realm, damn, if you don't shout, you can scorch your divine sense."

Mo Ye pouted his eyes, stalked his head, and the aura around him gathered violently. Ten thousand soft lights spread outward, and where the soft light passed, the terrifying momentum flowed through the spar statue, and the hysterical madness weakened, and the passing statue seemed to have its head lowered, and it was sincerely afraid that it would pass by Mo Xie.

Mo Xie was not small, and the five hundred miles of divine consciousness used the "Ten Thousand Heart Formula", and the Holy Spirit avoided three points.

Mo Ye glanced at the glittering hall, his eyes were fixed, and his eyes fell on a stone wall of blue bricks and green steps, the eaves of the stone wall were prominent, antique, and the four corners were slightly upturned, like a big peng spreading its wings and flying in the sky.

"Ethereal Pavilion". Mo Xie stood in front of the door of the Qing Plunder Ancient Pavilion, bowed solemnly, pushed the door of the pavilion gently, the green light floated in front of him, and Mo Xie entered another world.

The green bamboo forest in the pavilion, the branches hang down slightly, the bamboo leaves fall slightly in the wind, dancing and graceful, the whole body is green, like the emerald green jade stone carving.

In the whip-like bamboo forest, strange rocks occasionally rise, and the hairy stones seem to have green hairs. Mo Xie's fingers gently caressed the slightly cool rock, soft as a young girl's willow shoulders smooth and trembling.

Between the gaps in the bamboo forest is a small courtyard with a fence. The bluestone paving of the small courtyard is spotless, as if someone has just cleaned it. Mo Xie smiled and shook his head, the Ethereal Peak has sunk for a thousand years, what other saints are there, and his own peak master is also in name.

Mo Xie entered the house leisurely, bursts of tender cold floated out, the fragrant fragrance came to the face, a stone table was placed on the Feiyan pecking mud gold plate, the plate was a crystal bead of emerald green jade, the crystal beads kept changing color, emerald green, pink green, tender green, thick green, such as drenched in the drizzle, changing.

Mo Xie scratched his head, his eyes were black and glowing, the water was trembling, his red tongue licked his lips, and the tender and cold fragrance in the room must have been green crystal beads. There was more and more saliva in Mo Ye's mouth, and he swallowed heavily, wanting to swallow the green crystal beads in one gulp.

There is a sandalwood crystal cabinet in the corner of the house, and there are colorful crystals in the crystal cabinet, and the crystals emit warm light, and the sandalwood crystal cabinet seems to be the color of the crystal cabinet after the crystal light in the crystal cabinet is fused. Mo Ye walked to the crystal cabinet inexplicably, looked at the dozens of fist-sized crystals in the cabinet, pondered for a long time, and didn't recognize any of them. Mo Xie shook his head, these crystals must be treasures, but I don't know what the Dao is for.

Mo Xie turned around and walked past the silk curtain that hung low, and a fragment of battle armor was thrown on the ground casually. Mo Ye was startled and hurriedly looked at the finely carved jade-inlaid bed. He exhaled, patted his chest, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Mo Xie thought that he had an affair again, there was a saint girl sleeping naked on the stone bed, fortunately, the stone bed was scattered with brocade quilts, and the person seemed to have just been frightened away. The pink gauze curtain danced lightly with the wind, and if it weren't for the cave, Mo Xie would have jumped out of the window and escaped.

A wisp of cold and tender fragrance wafted in, and bursts of cigarettes rose from the crane top incense burner next to the bed, wrapped in a gauze curtain, filling the entire boudoir, the hazy aroma just rose, and the soft aroma made Mo Ye swallow a few more saliva. "Damn, thanks to not eating the green jade crystal beads on the golden plate of the swallow peck, the cold and tender fragrance is the fragrance wafting from the Heding incense burner."

Mo Xie looked at the house, swept the house, the four walls of silk brocade spread, the roof of the room auspicious clouds embroidered moon cover dome, the feet of the soft lotus thorn felt laid, the whole boudoir warm and refreshing. Mo Ye stepped on the thorn felt and walked to the bed. The girl's unique body fragrance came to her face, Mo Ye's whole body was hot, and his face was red half the sky, as if he had just hugged the smooth and naked girl's carcass, silky and boneless, the delicate and tender skin slid through his hand, and a pair of petite and delicate jade peaks hit his chest.

Mo Xie forcibly suppressed the boiling blood all over his body, his hot face, his swollen brain was dizzy, his body was crispy, and he was drunk. His hands seemed to be holding something, his eyes drooping, and his eyelashes fluttered. I stood up stupidly and took a few breaths. The body trembled violently, and he stared around the crystal bed silk quilt with ghostly eyes, except for a faint light fragrance, there was nothing.

Mo Xie stiffened his nose, took a deep breath and looked for the fragrance, and on one side of his head, popped, on the small crystal hook in the gauze curtain, a small sachet hung on his face, and a faint fragrance came to him. The girl's body fragrance wafts out of the sachet. Mo Ye's mouth condensed into a dirty smile. Since the last time he was ravaged by Bian Le and Gu Xin in the penang forest, this head of his own has always hallucinated from time to time. (To be continued......)