"Bugs, bugs." The "foggy stone" woke up from the dizzy impact. I escaped too fast just now, and I don't know what I bumped into, and I hit the "foggy fossils" with Venus in my eyes.

A puff of smoke exploded in the snowdrift, and the forbidden slave exploded, leaving behind the "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" that shone with golden rays.

"I'm tortured, what kind of insect scared the snow slave like this." The "fog fossil" stood in the snow in a daze, and looked at the snowy stone field again.

After half a moment of fundraising, the "fog fossil" cautiously escaped to the stone wall hidden in the snowy region.

The abrupt cliff gradually emerged from the gray, and a mysterious aura rushed towards it, and the brown stone, which was tightly covered by the snow, burst into a circle of snow, and the blood-colored rock protruded in the middle of the snow ring. The rock was redder and brighter than the brown stone wall, shining with crystalline light, like a compound eye staring at this bone domain.

The "Fog Stone" spat out bursts of mist, staring at the terrifying bloodstone, but there was no surprise, as if this particular stone was no different from other stones.

The "fog fossil" jumped into the air and fled towards the steep cliff.

A clear ding-dong sound sounded from within the snowy cliff wall. A small spike of spikes pierced through the airspace, and without a hint of warning, it hit the "fog stone". The black light exploded, and several shield shadows disappeared. The "fog fossil" was struck into a pile of snow bones on the edge of the cliff by a thorn shadow.

The pile of snow bones under the cliff was blown to pieces, bursts of bone qi rose into the air, the snow within a hundred zhang melted away, and the bones of Zhang Xu exploded into bone powder and floated in the air, rolling and covering this stone area.

"For millions of years, there is a saint who can catch the claws of the ancestors." In the black realm where you can't see your fingers. The piercing sound of insects sounded, sharp as two fangs cutting through the bones, and the ears were about to pierce.

In the inky black sky of iron. The bones were full of dust, and there was no sound except for this unpleasant echo.

"Little saint, don't hide, don't hide, do you think that if you hide in the stones, the spirit will not know? Come out and talk to the spirit about the conditions. Perhaps, I can still keep you in the soul." There was a faint screech, as if it had turned a few corners in the airspace. It became very weak, weak like a cicada in the autumn wind.

The gray and heavy brown and red backbone slowly fell, and the strange-faced ghost-headed shield with black light stood in the gray mist, and the "fog fossil" spit out streams of clear mist. Blowing the falling bone dust.

"Hehehe. What should I be able to block the blow of the original spirit, it turns out to be the holy soldier 'Dark Cloud Phantom Heart Armor', little saint, you are the old immortal person in the Holy Cloud City." The weak scream tightened again, the sharpening sound of the ears, and the teeth fell straight down.

In the Stone Domain, the Mo Evil Condensing God Domain is empty. Listening to the screams, Gu Xin and Bian Le stared at the beauty of the shadow. Glowing with psychedelic light.

The black armor passed down by the master was called "Dark Cloud Phantom Heart Armor"? This was the first time Mo Ye had heard the name of the armor. I was speechless for a moment.

The ghost thing in the stone wall, in one word, broke the heavens, the amount of information was too large, Mo Ye was a little confused, and he didn't understand how this battle armor was related to Shengyun City. Who is this ghost who claims to be the original spirit and is talking about? Mo Xie didn't figure it out.

Ben Ling's face twitched, his mouth seemed to contain bitter gall, and his face turned green.

"Evil! is a séance." Gu Xin and Bian Le couldn't help but gather to Mo Ye's side.

"Another séance". Mo Xie made a bitter face to block the gathered Bian Le and Gu Xin.

"Don't make a sound, I'll deal with him". Mo Xian's light words, the green face was full of green tendons, and the beads of sweat the size of beans were crackling and falling.

Mo Xie secretly complained in his heart, how could the "séance" be something he could deal with in this realm. "Escape"! Mo Xie has seen the crystal shaft. The "fog stone" fell into the "Broken Cup Cliff" that cut off the Brown Blood Mountains.

There are small bets on the crystal shaft. "It is thousands of feet wide, deep and bottomless, and those who condense can escape."

Mo Xie didn't care about this cliff anymore, but he didn't expect that Xue Nu failed to escape, but fell into the deep stream.

There is no hope of escaping, Mo Ye sensed from the "fog fossils" that only this deep stream does not have the wind of the forbidden sky, but there is a "séance" that frightens people to death.

"I don't know who is guarding this stream." Mo Xie plucked up his courage and asked in a trembling voice.

"I can speak, I thought he was a mute, the spirit is a spell spirit, the spirit realm insect tyrant, 'eternal spell worm' has heard of it, it is just the descendants of this spirit." The shrill ringing sound became very weak again, so weak that it was almost impossible to hear what was being said.

Mo Ye's head buzzed, and there was an endless dizzy sound, this stick was not light. The three saints were all stunned in the stone domain.

"What are you talking about, the 'Ancient Curse Worm' is his insect grandson, who is he?" Gu Xin and Bian Le's little faces were as white as wax paper, and the name of the "Ancient Curse Worm" made the Holy Realm cultivators talk about it, not to mention that it was still the season of insect explosion at this time.

Mo Ye's mouth trembled slightly, not that he was not afraid, but that he was afraid to die! In the "Xiangshui Pool", he had seen the phantom of the "Ancient Curse Worm", but his breath was terrifying, Mo Xie thought that he could not block the spell worm's skill, but he couldn't understand whether it was the mantis arm blocking knife that the various clans gathered the cultivators of the Condensation Realm to tear apart.

At this time, which is the time to think about the life and death of others. Mo Xie shook his fingers slightly, and a dragon-shaped curved bow was held in his hand. "I'll block this bug, Le'er, Xin'er and the 'fog fossil' will go to Qingcheng quickly."

"Evil! Gu Xin hugged Mo Ye tightly, wanting to stay by Mo Ye's side.

"I have to say more, I have practiced puppetry, and I have been immortal several times, this is a drop of my essence blood, the blood is in the people, and the blood is lost." Mo Xie bit the tip of his tongue, condensed a drop of blood, hit a few runes, and handed it to Bian Le.

Bian Le's tears are blurred, every critical moment, Mo Ye always sacrifices his life to protect each other, from the puppet realm to the holy realm, I don't know how many demons he has experienced, now in the season of life and death, Bian Le is reluctant to leave, holding the blood and tears on the front placket, tightly holding Mo Ye's battle armor.

Mo Xie blushed, raised his eyebrows, and whispered. "Do you want to die here? I can live, who will accompany me in the future cultivation."

Gu Xin and Bian Le cried into tears, slowly put them in their hands, and looked at Mo Ye with angry faces with misty eyes.

Mo Yeqing's face forced a smile, and the golden light flashed in his palms. The "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" condensed. "Thunder Shadow, from now on, follow the two masters, and make sure they leave the cup cliff safely."

The thunder shadow was silent, and the golden rays were lined with black light.

Mo Xie handed over the "Thunder Shadow Dragon Pattern Dagger" to Bian Le and swept away the two saints with tears in their eyes. took out a crystal bead from his bosom and whispered to Gu Xin and Bian Le.

Gu Xin and Bian Le cried and nodded, not understanding the meaning of Mo Xie's words, and they didn't have the heart to think about the meaning of these words.

"Ahem, cough, don't be afraid, the spirit is different from those unspiritualized insects, they can only kill, and the ancestor still talks about friendship." When Mo Ye said goodbye to Gu Xin and Bian Le, the sound of insects squeezing the eardrum sounded again, as if it was reassuring Mo Ye and other saints.

Mo Xie winked and wiped the tears on Gu Xin and Bian Le's faces. He whispered: "Remember, the bead is here, and the bead is dead."

In a flash of clear light, Mo Xie was dressed in the "Dark Cloud Phantom Heart Armor" and stood murderously in the empty stream.

A turbid breath rushed in, and Mo Ye felt that the essence on his body was drained. There was a burst of dizziness, and his consciousness instantly became unusually sleepy. In an instant, three fires ignited from the depths of the Consciousness Domain, and Mo Ye, who looked depressed, shivered. The taut cheeks gradually became loose, cracking deep lines, and as the fire of the domain ignited, the old face became pale and tender again.

"Hmm"! A sound of astonishment sounded in the blood-colored stone wall. A pair of blood-condensing eyes peeked through the stone wall, flickering with the sharp light of the piercing sense.

Mo Evil Divine Consciousness came to light under the scorching of the Yin Three Fires, and with a flick of his fingers, a black light flew towards the top of the cliff.

As soon as the black light rose into the air, a small spike flew out from the blood-colored stone wall, and the sickle-shaped light and shadow fluttered lightly, and the ghostly arc-shaped thorn light slashed towards the black aura.

The monster-faced ghost head shield flashed to block the way of the arc-shaped piercing light, and the piercing sound sounded, the monster-faced ghost head shield just condensed the ghost face, and was hit into a phantom by the thorn light, and the shield surface hummed vigorously, shaking out countless void shields, and crashed into Mo Ye in a flash.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal. Mo Ye was knocked out dozens of feet away by the powerful momentum, snorted, and his face turned iron-blue, as if he had been smothered in the chest by a heavy hammer.

As soon as the black light fled, a golden dragon shadow slashed out from the black shadow, click! The golden light and the arc-shaped piercing light slyed together, followed by several black, red, and golden bursts of light. The golden dragon shadow and the black light disappeared into the cliff sky at the same time.

The arc-shaped piercing light slashed several times in the Baizhang airspace, flashing and disappearing into the stone wall, echoing in the cliff with the tragic sound of insects. "Hehe, hey, in the 100,000 years since the spirit woke up, for the first time, a holy relic could escape from the Broken Cup Cliff."

Mo Xie Tie's face turned blue, and he woke up from the dazzling glare and deafening roar. With the blow just now, although Mo Ye didn't suffer much damage, the entire holy body shook and numb, as if it was numb claws, and the tips of his hair trembled with a dizzy sound.

His eyes had just cleared, Mo Xie was busy with his senses and glanced at the cliff, and his green face showed a hint of joy, fortunately, the "fog fossil" had safely reached the top of the cliff and disappeared into the vast brown stone peak.

Joy flashed, a wisp of melancholy condensed in his heart, and after careful calculation, he had already reshaped the holy body from the explosion several times, and Mo Xie didn't know if that great creation had no chance this time.

The groans of the laughing insects faded, and there was silence in the stone wall for a few breaths. Two sickle-shaped blood spikes slowly stretched out of the stone wall.

The blood thorns were densely covered with countless barbed hairs, and the tips of the hairs shone with a bloody light, as if they had sucked enough blood, and condensed a terrifying turbidity.

As soon as the blood thorns stretched, countless barbed hairs slowly unfolded, and the bloody aura rushed in, and the silent cliff sky reflected a bloody light. "Hey, hey, such a strong source of divine consciousness is the most delicious blood food of the original spirit."

The figure of Mo Xie was empty, and the phantom instantly condensed, confronting two blood stabs with the momentum of Mo Xie's horns.

The stretched blood spikes stopped in the airspace, covering the ten-zhang stone wall. "The incarnation of a saint who pretends to be a pig. Take the shadow to scare the spirit, boy, the higher your realm, the stronger your divine sense, and the more the spirit likes it."

The arc shadow stabbed with a flash, and the blinding blood light condensed from the blood thorn. (To be continued......)