Tom! Mo Ye's heart relaxed. Ninety-nine years ago, it would not have been himself who triggered the "Three Realms Wind Direction".

Then, Mo Ye's black eyes turned around obliquely, muttering secretly in his heart. "Damn, how long did it take for Lao Tzu to break through."

Thinking of the breakthrough, Mo Ye had to be dumbfounded. Fenglan said with a smile: "I don't know, the Three Realms Wasteland is very strange, and time cannot be calculated by the replacement of the sun and the moon. One realm has traveled more than three times. I don't know how many worlds I have passed."

Mo Ye's face twitched a few times, how many realms can of course be calculated, could it be related to the "Three Realms Wind Direction". Feng Lan didn't need to explain, and Mo Xie also thought of the reason for the confusion of time.

"Zhi Lao, as soon as the 'Three Realms Wind Direction' moves, the time of the Three Realms Desolate Realm becomes chaotic, and there is a saying that 'one day in the domain, three years in the Holy Realm'." Feng Lan saw that Mo Ye only blinked his eyes and didn't speak, so he had to explain.

Mo Ye nodded, his brows gradually locked. I weighed it again. "Feng Zhiyou, I don't know how to get through the 'Three Realms Wasteland'"?

How to pass? Feng Lan was stunned. smiled lightly: "If you don't fight the old man, you can only exchange things for things, and exchange things"?

Feng Lan giggled and smiled, and the laughing Mo Ye felt a little hairy in his heart. Could it be that what stupid thing is he doing? His face became extremely tangled, and he didn't know what Feng Lan was laughing at.

Feng Lan laughed a few times, and his slender waist trembled slightly. He was a little out of breath when he spoke, and his green little face was soaked in red light.

The "Three Realms Wasteland" is respected by the strong, and only the strong can run rampant in all walks of life. That is just an excuse, and the more things that can be exchanged, the more greedy eyes will be aroused. The melee in the "Three Realms Wasteland" will escalate.

It is said that the monk who broke into the "Three Realms Wasteland" used the "Ten Thousand Years 'Ten Thousand Worms and Dry Grass'" to break through the "Zerg Sand Domain", and now the "Three Realms Wasteland" Zerg is fighting in all directions. If you want to capture the monk who broke into the wasteland, I am afraid that it will be difficult to think about the "Three Realms Wasteland" in the future. One domain and three realms are all insects, and it is indispensable for several domains of insects to gather in one realm.

The "Three Realms Wasteland" has a wind direction. There will be wind and shadows. Three years and one move, the boundary crosses the domain and moves. If you have thought about the "Three Realms Wasteland", as long as you know the timing of the "Three Realms Wind Movement", you can also know that the "Three Realms Wind Shadow" can also pass through the domain lightly.

Mo Ye was stunned. This head is buzzing really loudly, and it is a little blinded by Fenglan's words, and it is also a little big, and the brain is painful. The "Three Realms Wasteland" is so weird.

"The Wind of the Three Realms", each domain moves in the morning, and it moves for three years, and I think that a domain can only watch the "Three Realms Wind Shadow" in the morning, and the shadow of the domain is green in the morning. The domain is sanctified, the shadow is green, the field is planted, the shadow is black, and the insect domain is passed.

Those who break into the wilderness want to know where the wind and shadow pass, but when the wind moves, they choose the shadow to move, so it is common to wait for three, six, and nine years. Therefore, Mo Xie can break into the "Three Realms Mountain Domain" for ninety-nine years, and Fenglan does not feel strange.

Mo Xie suddenly realized, I see, although he knew this in his heart. I had to shake my head again, Chengying was captured by the staff shadow for more than a hundred years, and Mo Xianna had the heart to wait for three years. With a long sigh, his eyes became unusually sad. The eyes are blurred, and the mind is unconsciously lost.

Feng Lan seemed to sense Mo Ye's state of mind. "You don't have to be depressed, the 'Three Realms Desolate Domain' is getting sadter day by day, and it has been fixed millions of years ago. At that time, there were already saints above the condensation in various domains, and now each domain is a paradise for major cultivators, and it is not easy to talk about it. I haven't touched this domain since I came here hundreds of thousands of years ago."

Mo Xie smiled faintly, how could he know his state of mind. "Feng Zhiyou said that the 'Three Realms Desolate Domain' is only close to the Plant Domain and the Insect Domain, why did it become the 'Three Realms', and where did the Holy Clan come from?"

Fenglan was also dumbfounded, the territory of the Holy Clan was far away, how could there be a sage to the wasteland, Fenglan didn't know, the Wasteland Holy City was extremely heavily guarded, and when Fenglan planted the city in the wasteland, he had not heard that any planters and insects could break into the wasteland holy city. It is said that outside the Wasteland Holy City, there are often plant corpses and insect corpses that are violent under the city.

Maple Column shook his head with a wry smile. "I don't know about planting the old."

Mo Xie's melancholy state of mind, I can't help but be happy, I don't know if it's right. The Holy Domain is tens of millions of miles away from here, and the Holy Clan has been fighting bloody battles for thousands of years, and there must be a teleportation array that communicates with the Holy Domain. Mo Xie no longer hesitated, the battle must be earth-shattering, even if the exchange is also a battle, it is not as good as a shocking battle, the "Three Realms Wasteland" is cold, and the ten thousand domains are frightened.

The forbidden slave fought three soldiers without defeat, and now that a few days have passed, the forbidden slave still has not exploded, and Mo Xie has a lot of confidence in the current combat power. Mo Xie was thinking,

Bang, bang, bang, there was a sharp sound of chain crystal hammer in the distant sky. Between the turns and sucks, the forbidden slave pulled the edge of the "Three Realms Forest Domain" that appeared with a sharpened red-haired stone chain crystal hammer. The scolding voice came to Mo Ye's ears. "Dead insects, this bit of ability is still pretending to be awesome, Xue Ye just can't escape fast, otherwise he will smash you bald."

Mo Evil Divine Consciousness Forbidden Consciousness Slave almost stopped laughing. The snow armor and ice cloak on the body were shaved one by one, the armor did not cover the body, the ice cloaked could not block the buttocks, and the cold air of shaking the ice was whirring and shaking.

"Don't be surprised, master, I'm here." The forbidden slave escaped through the forest, and saw Mo Xie sitting in comparison with the maple fence, as if he was red from the fight, and he was not enjoying it, holding the sharpened red-haired stone chain crystal hammer, baring his big teeth, staring at the soybean eyes, and killing him violently.

"Snow slave"! Mo Xie snorted coldly. The chain crystal hammer fell back into the airspace, as if wedged into the airspace, and the forbidden slave was almost dragged to his head. He grinned with his big teeth. "Master, you're all right! I thought you were being taken captive by the plant girl again."

Mo Ye's face changed color, and he didn't know what color to change. Secretly cursed in his heart for the forbidden slave. It seems that his master is nothing, and he is not as good as a magician.

Mo Xie no longer cares about breaking his mouth and forbids slaves. He smiled and looked at the maple bar. "Feng Zhiyou doesn't know what kind of cultivation is needed, Mo Mou will see if there is one."

Feng Lan looked at Mo Xie in a panic, it seemed that Mo Ye's kindness was more shocking than fighting with him. The little green face became even paler, the green shadows disappeared, and the voice was a little low. "Zhi Lao wants to change the 'Three Realms Wind Direction'"?

Changing the "Wind Direction of the Three Realms"? Mo Ye was stunned when he heard this, and seemed to understand something, could it be that the "Three Realms Desolate Domain" also had some special attention to what holy relics were exchanged.

"Zhi Lao, the 'Three Realms Wasteland' is one thing, and the ten thousand domains are moving, which clan is involved in this thing, and what clan will cause the wasteland wolf smoke. Now that the Zerg has moved, we must be cautious about what we use for the elderly, and we don't dare to choose things lightly." Fenglan's voice became very low, and he spoke cautiously, as if he was afraid that speaking loudly would arouse the resonance of the four domains.

Fenglan's words are really embarrassing. I hadn't thought of this before, and now my hand on the sack was still a little trembling. I really don't know what holy relic Xie Feng fence to use.

The Shadow of War flashed, and the maple fence disappeared from the mountain. Mo Xie soared into the air. "Xuenu, go".

The layers of mountains and forests are flowing with fresh and tender greenery, like a piece of green water surging by. The mountains were frozen in the cold wind, as if they were dead silent. Mo Ye was tightly wrapped in a heavy black cloak, standing pitifully on the pale black undulating peaks.

Feng Lan stood beside Mo Ye with a smile, his pale black face flashed with green light, Feng Lan didn't expect that Mo Ye would have a "War Shadow Crystal", and the flesh-and-blood black shadow in front of him was just a phantom.

The night fog slowly faded, flowing with a transparent gray haze. The sky seemed to sink into the white light of the river, and a little gray dome gradually faded from the sky. Hazy, then shrouded in a layer of silver-gray light veil, a soft mist rose, and the rivers and mountains were smeared with a soft milky white, and the white mist rendered a qiē hazy and psychedelic, turning into a faint blue smoke bordering the horizon.

Feng Lan's blue face showed consternation, staring at Mo Ye in confusion.

Mo Xie smiled indifferently. "Feng Zhiyou, Mo Xie left a 'dark jade' in the mountain area, which is not a rare holy thing, it can be regarded as a thought for Zhiyou."

After Mo Xie finished speaking, he saluted to Fenglan, facing the white fog, and fled to the "Three Realms River Region" with the forbidden knowledge slave in the wind.

Gradually, the thin and gentle mist lifted the layers of veils, and Chaoxia blushed with shame. It blends with the faint morning mist, and dyes the mountains and rivers. Behind him is the beautiful mountains and rivers, and in front of him is a light mist and clear haze.

The sinuous and transparent jasper belt, sparkling with sparkling waves, and the roaring sound, turning over the broken silver waves, flowed out of the fog and flowed into the fog with joy.

A river of fine waves beaten by frost, such as a water-patterned mirror polished by jasper, is full of blue light, clear like the pure eye waves of an innocent girl, flowing with a heavy soft light, and the broken waves blow with the wind of the early morning, softly and meekly together, and a surging wave shines with the bright light of the dazzling eyes. Flickering, rippling.

In the light of the cold mist river, a gentle flat boat swings lightly in the center of the river, sometimes sinking in the fog shadow, sometimes floating on the fog. A heartbreaking, weeping, dreamlike flute sound, soulful and rich swirling in the river basin, each note full of emotion, like a silky trembling, lingering in the mist.

Listen carefully, Ling Ling is like a tide, like a pine wind and cold waves, the ancient tune is high, and now Shengduo does not blow.

Then it is clear and clear, like the clear water of a cold spring, flowing through the soft green algae and on the crystal gravel. A soft wave rushed into the sky, like the sound of a flute, pumping a wave of shock, slapping towards Mo Ye who was listening intently in the airspace.

The cold air buzzed up, and a ray of red light crystal hammer inadvertently rose into the waves, and the peak of the blue wave instantly appeared with an icy cold light, and three sharp edges slashed towards the red mang hammer shadow.

The hammer shadow then changed, and the three ice chisel tips turned into the airspace, and the blood-red hammer light smashed out the sound of thunder. Three lightning ice lights were scattered, and with a click, the three sharp sounds trembled, flashing three residual waves of green shadows and disappearing into the gurgling water.

The soft note faded away, and the flute peak turned around, becoming low and mournful, like crying, complaining and angry, whimpering, and seemed to splash a little tear. Disperse into a pale white mist.

The fog shadow condensed, with the sound of the waves, the crystal shadow of Wandao flashed in the cold mist, the fog did not move, the cold was cold, the ice crystals condensed the sword shadow of ten thousand cold, and instantly cut Mo Xie's eyebrows through the fog screen. (To be continued......)