Mo Ye shouted in his heart, but his feet didn't dare to move. Thinking of the warning words of the garden guard, I muttered in my heart. The honey garden condensing honey volunteers, no one cares, no one watches, it is not unreasonable. After three penalties, Mo Xie was cautious and calculated carefully. "Damn, this Gui clan is too damaged, punish Lao Tzu so much Ye Jing, you have to work for 129 years, it's fatal"!

For more than a hundred years, for the planter, the planter's cultivation is often hundreds of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, and a hundred years is not as good as a dime. The Sage is different, if the thousand-year realm does not rise, he may have turned into dry bones.

The drizzle is falling, fluttering and sprinkling. Like silk, like silk, like fog, like smoke. Mo Xie woke up early from his cultivation, and on the first day of volunteering, the Tao was a little fresh. The nervous heart made Mo Ye not interested in cultivation, and he originally wanted to use the phantom to condense honey, but after thinking twice, he decided to go out in person.

Dripping water falls on the face, and the cool silk flows into the mouth, sweet and relish, like rice wine with a honey fragrance. Mo Evil Divine Sense glanced at the surging sky, and in an instant, black clouds covered his head. The wind blew the moss tea leaves. Lightning scurried in the air like a zigzag chilian. With the deafening thunder, a light rain turned into a pouring rain and fell from the sky. "It's really fucking back, on the first day of volunteering, I met the breakthrough realm of that dog day."

Oooo The bell rang at the base of the white stone, and it seemed as if the entire white stone was vibrating with the sound of the road.

Mo Ye stood in front of thousands of silver silk rippling tea leaves, looking at the misty light yarn, like drunkenness, like a dream of light sprinkling, crystal fragrant rain, splashing particles of mist like waterfalls, black and green tea leaves like raindrops combing soft long hair, gently dancing.

"Hey, look at the tea planters, it's really early today." Raindrops splashed, and laughter could be heard in the winding hookah.

"Well, it's much more honest". Mo Ye's face twitched a few times, he really wanted to have a chain of crystal hammers. Smash these broken mouths to death.

"Let's get busy." The white-flowered planter girl held a flower-leaf umbrella, glanced at the thousands of planters, and repeated the sentence softly.

A dragon-shaped lightning pierced the sky, and the long whip was drawn towards the osmanthus crystal cover, the heaven and the earth were as if they had been split in half by a sharp sword, and in the raindrops like beans, thousands of shadows hummed towards the osmanthus crystal cover in the sky. Crackling, popping, and plunging into the osmanthus crystal cover.

Mo Evil God recognized the flickering osmanthus crystal cover in the lightning, and the planter was busy. Rushing to condense honey crystals. What's the use of this thing, the Gui clan wants to spend such a big amount of blood, give it to Ye Jing, and give it a reward.

The figure was shining with stars, Mo Xie flew ten miles away, found a osmanthus forest with few plants, and slowly immersed it. A very strong fragrance came to his nose, and the greasy Mo Ye nostrils were itching and wanted to sneeze, this fragrance was sweeter than pear blossoms. Fresher than apricot blossoms, moister than peach blossoms. Clusters of small beige flowers are dotted among the piles of verdant.

There was not a trace of moisture in the flower cover, and the branches and leaves were coated with a layer of green oil, like morning nectar. Flashing green. The small beige flowers in the green bush shook the petals in shock, and instantly gathered into flower bones and hid under the green leaves.

Mo Xie's curious god sensed the flowerless laurel tree. The other plants entered, and the flowers bloomed in four trees, and the branches were full of color. How did he come in by himself, and the osmanthus hid. Mo Xie snorted his fingers, recited the honey mantra, and flew to the osmanthus with the honey devouring crystal. I recited it dozens of times in a row, but not a single flower bloomed in the branches of the osmanthus tree.

Mo Ye held the honey devouring crystal, staring at the osmanthus with tiger eyes. "Mother's bullying Lao Tzu, other planters can condense honey, but it won't work when it's Lao Tzu's turn."

Bang, bang, Mo Ye's eyes sparked. Gritting his teeth, he seemed to gnaw on the bark of the tree, and walked to the osmanthus tree step by step. "Don't give Lao Tzu face, let you know what cold punishment is".

Mo Xie did not recite the honey mantra, fingered a little osmanthus bark, a "cold wave forbidden" into the osmanthus tree, the osmanthus tree shook wildly, stretched out the young branches, the oval leaves were instantly covered with white and white frost, the beige osmanthus buds covered by lush branches and leaves emerged, poofed and burst, from the inside to the outside full of osmanthus flowers, a piece of golden, fragrant.

Strings of small golden bell-like osmanthus flowers are exceptionally beautiful against the backdrop of green leaves, sand, sand whispering, like shock, like moaning. The flower bones grinned on the baby's rosy lips, and the milky honeydew hung on the lips, shining with a brilliant brilliance, and the large honeydew trembled, flashing with colorful points of light, and flew down in the air as if it were strung with threads.

Mo Ye glanced at the dewy honeydew with disdain, and cursed in his mouth. "Dead Laurel Tree, a little spiritual, just want to go against this young master."

Throw out the honey devouring crystal, and 10,000 honey crystals obediently fly into the crystal ball. Mo Evil Divine Sense glanced at the honey devouring crystal, hehe hehe. At least 100,000 pearls of honey crystals, after sucking them in a month, Lao Tzu can absorb one honey devouring crystal from ten osmanthus trees."

Mo Xie Divine Sense glanced at it, the flowers and leaves that were darkening in color, and the small yellow flowers like golden bells were wilting and drooping the petals. Put away the honey devouring crystal and fly away from the next osmanthus crystal cover. After Mo Xie flew away and sucked a few times, the withered yellow flowers of the tree floated down small petals, and after sucking in the air, they were like raindrops hitting the smooth stone surface. Bang, bang, bang, a small popping sound, exploding into a cloud of pale yellow mist. In the lush foliage, there is no longer half of the osmanthus flower.

Mo Xie looked at the osmanthus that was hiding without a trace, and was shocked in his heart. The planter who is scurrying around in the osmanthus tree for miles away. "Damn, how can these osmanthus trees be against Lao Tzu."

Mo Xieqi did not hit one place, and with one finger hit the "Cold Wave Recognition Forbidden" into the body of the tree, like a strong wind shaking the tree, countless honey crystals with soft light dripped from between the leaves, like ten thousand meteors falling, hitting the dense green leaves, crackling.

Mo Xie didn't know that the osmanthus tree in the osmanthus crystal cover was the body of the plant that had been exterminated in the war with the Holy Clan for tens of millions of years.

Although this kind of flower tree can't be cultivated, and it can no longer condense the plant, it still has a little spirituality, and the reaction to a saint like Mo Xie who is extremely holy is the same, he can't hate it, and he still wants to condense honey.

The honey mantra of Gui Qian teaches Mo evil is actually a "secret word of condensation". It is used to condense honey and transform the soul. These osmanthus trees planted in the void, millions or tens of millions of years later, will regenerate and plant the marrow to become the great planter of the planting domain.

The osmanthus tree in the osmanthus cover can not fall flowers, once the flowers bear fruit, if the sage is in his twilight years, it will not take a thousand years to turn into withered flowers. In order to ensure that the flowers and trees do not fall, the roots are planted in the void, and the tree is covered with "thermal insulation crystals". Cold, wind, rain, insects, take care of it, and hire planters to condense honey every day. It seems to collect honey crystals, but it is actually a catalytic marrow planting. For tens of thousands of years, it has never stopped, just waiting for the day of soul transformation, and by that time, the Zhi clan will have millions or tens of millions of great planters in an instant, and it will only be a matter of time before they counterattack the Holy Domain.

Mo Xie saw the cold pool in the "Forgotten Slave Garden", and saw the Zhi clan being tortured by the cold pool, and in a thought, he used the "cold wave knowledge forbidden" to condense the nectar and promote the flowers, not only condensing the nectar crystals between the flowers, but also condensing the original cultivation of the plant marrow that has been born for thousands of years into the nectar crystals. Accidentally killed a great planter of the Formation Realm thousands of years ago.

Hundreds of millions of miles away, a moss beam and pillar are painted with gold, the pillar is full of five corners, the cigarette smoke is swirling, the ten thousand flowers are wrapped, and the branches and vines coiled in the column stretch out dense dragon claw-shaped leaves. The whole moss is like a dragon's claw, revealing a majestic and majestic momentum.

A roar that seemed to laugh and resent, and roared like anger resounded in the sky. "He killed my ancestors".

The space outside the space flickered rapidly. Hundreds of Formation Realm Great Planters with different headdresses stared in front of the moss, their eyes flustered in shock, and they didn't know what made the city lord Fuqi Longyan furious. Frightened, hundreds of fixed-shaped big planters bowed their heads and did not dare to raise their heads.

Several black rays of light flew towards the green flower jade crystal. "Bai Yu quickly went to the Songcheng Gui clan to find out why there were several clan ancestors to be killed."

The sound of the roar was close to the roar, startling hundreds of Fixed-Form Realm Great Planters, and the flowers and plants on the top of their heads, the branches and leaves were about to break. Glanced at the six shattered black "Soul Crystals" on the green flower jade crystal. His face turned white with fright.

The black "Soul Crystal" nourishes the remnants of the ancestors of the Zhi clan thousands of years ago. All of them were outstanding people of the plant clan back then, although they died in battle, their prestige will forever be recorded in the history of planting. Its body was sent back to the clan to condense the soul, but the "Soul Planting Crystal" remained in the Sacred Heart Hall of Zhicheng and was personally cared for by the city lord.

Not to mention the shattering of six crystals, it is one crystal. The city lord has the heart to kill the clan master. "I'm still stunned for what, don't go quickly. Three more explosions".

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, and he was so angry that his teeth were about to be crushed, and his anger erupted like a volcano, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the foreheads of hundreds of fixed-shaped planters, and they inhaled the clear smoke.

Bang, bang, bang, with the roar of the stagger, three red "plant soul crystals" threw out the stalks and shattered on the green flower jade crystal.

Bai Yu was so frightened that he didn't dare to squeak, and as soon as he stepped into the void, a sour sweat droplet fell from the blue sky, and it fell on the faces of more than a dozen stereotyped planters. But no planter dared to dodge and wipe it off.

Bang, bang, bang. Several more "Soul Crystals" flew out of the buds and exploded into pieces. The figure of the dragon bone vine red-faced plant on the top of his head revealed a stinging leaf, and his eyes spewed out raging green fire, and the evil qi instantly burned the heavens and the earth into green. The three shadows exploded with green light on their faces, and they stood behind them with murderous energy.

"You, you, you. Go and find out who did it, pinch him to death." She was so angry that she didn't even call her name, gritting her tengzhi teeth and roaring viciously.

With crystal sweat on their faces, the three fixed-form second-order great planters shivered and bowed, breaking through the void and escaping.

The explosion did not stop with the anger and roar of the Rainbow, and every quarter of an hour, several "Soul Crystals" flew onto the green flower jade crystal. The fire qi shattered with a "Soul Planting Crystal", and the sound of burning was gone, staring directly at the green flower jade crystal, and the face with bursting muscles and veins burst with the sound, twitching one by one.

What's the use of anger, Bai Yu and the others teleported in the void, and it would take several years to get to Songcheng. Blood dripped from her heart, and her anger turned to prayer. I hope there will be no sound after the sound of the explosion is heard from below.

Bang, bang, bang. The heart-breaking pop stopped for a quarter of an hour, and then exploded. The hearts of hundreds of fixed-form planters jumped to their throats with the popping sound, hung in and inhaled, fell again, and then jumped again. "End, if it continues to explode like this, the ancestors of the Gui clan who have been preserved for tens of millions of years will explode." (To be continued......)