The water of the pond ripples like fine lines on silk, smooth and tender green. The color changes from light to dark, and gradually turns to deep blue.

The stirred scale waves, the Dao lace appeared and disappeared from time to time, followed by a thick vortex, biting Mo Xie's leg and pulling it into the deep water. Hiss, Mo Ye was spinning rapidly, and the holy body dissolved into black smoke, and Mo Ye felt that the fine sand on his skin was rubbing over like a hot spot.

The deep blue water of the pond instantly turns black and blue, like an ink table that has fallen into the clear water, and it is impossible to see the scenery in the pond.

Mo Ye held Bian Le and Gu Xin in the dark pool water and spun for a few breaths, and the scales jumped in front of him, like flying flowers and broken gold, the light spots were dotted, and the water patterns appeared, and his consciousness was in a trance, the rainbow reflected the clear blue sky, and the cool breeze blew through Mo Ye's wet armor. Through the blue sky, the hanging fireball seemed to be on fire, a trace of pitiful coolness, a dazzling green light disappeared, and the heat that seemed to be clouds and clouds, like fog and not fog, rose from the three of Mo Ye.

Mo Ye presents a garden of ancient cypress towering in front of his eyes, all kinds of strange stones and flowers are dotted in the garden, exquisite pavilions and pavilions, quiet and beautiful pond water galleries, hidden among the green leaves.

Hundreds of pairs of fiery eyes locked on Mo Ye's body, scraping through the burning skin as if they were peeling. Mo Xie condensed his mind and swept over the hundred cultivators, and his gaze fell on the smoky pavilion on the sparkling pool. The dreamy pavilion was filled with the fresh smell of dampness, and the black moss covered the building.

"The demon has not yet shown its original form." An angry shout resounded through the sky, and the ancient trees that covered the sky crackled and fell a little bit of shock. Dozens of spells are coming, and the ancient tree branches are about to break. Whirring and terrifying roars.

"Baby, beat him". Mo Ye didn't wait to flee for his life, and a delicate voice came from the holy bag. The blue sky let out a neighing sound, and the wind-swaying branches instantly hung a layer of ice, like a saint in armor, shaking tens of thousands of tinkling ice picks, hitting the sky flying spells.

The earth-shattering spell hit the ice pick with a pop, drawing slender white marks. The icicle sped away. Penetrate into a hundred practitioners. The shadows of the butterflies flew down, swishing into the thick and dense branches and leaves of the ice forest, quietly disappearing without a trace.

The coriander stared at the big round hole. With a pointed mouth, the tiger stared at the blue sky, and the black misty "Poison God Poke" was carried in the folds of flesh, glowing with black cold light.

"Who dare to mess with my Green Shadow Pass". The sky is blue and watery. A few drifting white clouds. The sky was dotted with sprinkling air, the clouds parted violently, and a white light stopped in the hot airspace. A black-haired vertical saint, sword eyebrows flying obliquely, slender and sharp black eyes flashing with an aggressive cold light, and a cold face like a goshawk in the dark night, cold and arrogant, lonely, and imposing. Alone and independent, it exudes the majesty of pride in heaven and earth.

The deep and distant blue sky of the jewel became deep and bleak, and the fiery sunlight pale disappeared into the sky. The cold wind was coming, and it was terrifying. The silence was a little eerie, and a blazing and dazzling fire bloomed, drawing a beautiful arc-shaped track, dragging extremely brilliant beams of light, just like a beautiful long feather, leisurely coming from the infinite vastness. Seventeen saints dressed in two-color holy robes fled behind the black-haired saints, lined up in six and eleven layers, staring murderously at the chubby coriander cicada.

In the blue sky, the stars lit up like fireflies, shining brightly, like a pair of lovely, bright little eyes, blinking and staring closely at the saints and holy insects under the magnificent sky.

The big eyes of the coriander black hole blinked, blinking at more than a dozen Qi Condensation Sages in the air, seven Qi Condensing Sixth-Order Great Saints, and eleven Qi Condensing Fourth- and Fifth-Order Saints.

The "Poison God Poke" in the hand of the coriander pointed into the air, squeaking, followed by the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon, grinning his teeth, and roaring at more than a dozen Qi Condensing Sages. Hunched over his fat body, he tossed in the air, sneering and pointing to the airspace and rolling, and the donkey howled and the horse neighed.

The black-haired saint priest looked at the holy insect roaring at the donkey and the horse, his face turned green, and his eyes flashed red and cold. A sixth-order holy insect of the Expansion Realm didn't look at the seven sixth-order Great Saints of Qi Condensation at all, and the donkey rolled and screamed.

The black-haired saint's face showed a cold smile, patted the holy bag, took out a dark blue crystal bubble with shining starlight, and a spell hit the blue ball with shining scales, and the blue light of the crystal bubble hit a big blow, shrouding the sky in the sky and flashing eyes, instantly releasing ten thousand red lights, brushing across the entire airspace, buzzing a few times, and disappearing in the blue blue waves.

The black-haired saint who had just smiled a little brightly, his eyes were fixed on the cicada's body, his face turned slightly pale, the holy insect had no demonic energy, the "demon eye" could not lock the holy insect, and the "long demon flash" could not be urged, how could this be possible? Could it be that the holy insect entered the heart washing pool.

The black-haired saint's gaze fell, and wisps of blue mist rose from Mo Ye, Bian Le, and Gu Xin on the three saints behind the coriander. The black-haired saint gritted his teeth in anger, and really wanted to pounce and tear the three saints apart.

Green Shadow Pass, it is strictly forbidden for the demons of the Holy Realm to enter the Heart Washing Pool, once the demonic energy on the body of the demon enters is washed away, all the demon subduing arrays in the Holy Realm will lose their spirituality.

"Sage of sin, if you don't kneel, you will be captured, and you will not be able to disperse until your soul is gone." The black-haired saint shouted viciously.

The cicada stood up from the air with a bone, like a wild horse off the leash, running happily in the airspace, and the barking and neighing of dogs came out of its mouth. Fell in front of more than a dozen Qi Condensing Sages. A long black mist is pulled out behind the buttocks.

Mo Xie took a step back, a thought flashed, and he set up his shield. Stared at the black-haired saint who was furious. Mo Xie was a little anxious in his heart, this cicada was out to fight, and it was obviously a wind.

A cold light shot out of the black-haired saint's eyes, a little saint, relying on a holy worm, dared to go against the sixth-order great saint priest of condensation. The black-haired saint no longer hesitated, the crystal bubble in his hand was thrown into the blue crystal sky, and a blue aura expanded outward, instantly enveloping the entire airspace, and the blue lines of water waves were all over the sky, and the fine waves sprinkled through, and the sky and the earth were dark blue.

"Kill". The tip of the black-haired saint's hand condensed a spell, and the water rippled in the sky, turning into ten thousand sword blades, slashing at the cicada sprinkled with joy in the air.

Poof, the cicada snorted her lips, and a thin white silk flew into the blue sky, whipping the flying ten thousand sword blades. The blue mang bent in the airspace, flying everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, a white airspace was vacant in the blue water pattern. The forks scattered the blue fronts that were flying in the sky.

The black-haired saint took a breath of cold air, and his spell changed, and the scattered faint blue blades flashed out of tree-like blue lightning, clattering and splitting the blue lines of the water waves. The white silk of the cicada was drowned in blue lightning.

The coriander criander's sharp teeth snorted, and the "Poison God Poke" in his hand was thrown at the lightning in the sky. The black fog filled the "Poison God Poke", blocking the blue airspace like a big umbrella, and the blue lightning instantly sank into the black fog. There were countless thin and faint golden sounds, and the golden branches of the blue trees in the sky disappeared.

A thin crystal thread shot out of the black mist, stabbing the black-haired saint's eyebrows.

A thunderclap exploded above the black-haired saint's head. The cold long face became cold. A spell slammed into the blue crystal bubble in front of him. The crystal bubble shimmered with twinkling starlight, and thousands of golden threads flew out. One absorbs into a blue shield of light.

With a bang, the thin crystal line hit the blue light shield, exploding a white and blue aura, and the heavens and the earth trembled, and the blue light shield burned out a red circle.

The black-haired saint's cold long face is infinitely elongated. After entering the sixth order of condensation, for thousands of years, the black-haired saint priest has participated in many small-scale battles in the insect domain and the beast domain, and the "Blue Crystal Bead" has made great contributions in the previous crusades. When he confronted the Great Holy Worm many times, he was invincible, and sometimes he had a slight advantage, breaking the saying that the Holy Worm "breaks a hundred techniques with one skill".

Now there is nothing that can be done against this stupid roe deer-like holy insect, especially since this holy insect has also been stamped by Wu Ye's "poison god". It was like a tiger with wings, and the black-haired saint felt powerless. Although the combat power of the "Blue Crystal Bead" is boundless, its potential has not yet been exerted, and in a short period of time, the black-haired saint has no way to take this big holy worm.

"What are you waiting for, shoot". The black-haired saint shouted angrily. The six Qi Condensing Sixth-Order Great Saints behind him instantly condensed one spell after another. The faint blue crystal sky turned gray under the urging of the spell, and the stars loomed and released a faint light. The earth was pitch black, and the bright light of the flowers shone incompremely.

One spell after another flew away. The pitch-black sky lit up instantly, and the seven Great Saints of the Condensation Realm opened their mouths as if they had eaten a scale. His eyes were frightened to death, as if he didn't move.

In the dark blue crystal sky that lit up just now, dozens of identical Great Holy Worms stared at the Great Sage of Condensing Qi who had lost their souls with big eyes in the black hole. The seven Qi Condensing Sixth-Order Great Sages who had played spells were busy retracting their spells. In a circle, I looked stupidly at the big fat worm with grinning teeth and doggy power.

Bean-sized beads of sweat, da, da,

The black-haired saint's teeth trembled, this is the big saint worm that came here, not only does it look the same, but the realm is the same, the neck is raised, and the height of the staring eyes is the same. The only difference is that a great holy insect is carrying the "Poison God Poke". It's a phantom, it's impossible, if it's a phantom, the action should be the same, and the incarnation technique is also impossible, then there are thirty incarnations with the same realm.

The cicada squeaked, carrying the "Poison God Poke", dragging its black tail, and walked towards the black-haired saint proudly. The big black eyes of the plate were about to hit the face of the black-haired saint.

The black-haired saint priest lost the arrogance and majesty just now, his eyelids were shocked, and his cheeks trembled. Raised the dark blue crystal bubble in his hand, shook it, and put it down weakly.

Thin rays of light erupted from the mouth of the cicada, whirling more than a dozen Qi Condensing Sages into big browns. The cicadas squeaked, and the countless little feet of interest stepped on the drumbeat of the brush in the airspace. (To be continued......)