Mo Xie was dumbfounded, staring at the two old saints who looked like firewood poles, his eyelids jumped, one gray face, one purple face, looking at the face that was not a saint. However, the "Three Realms Desolate Domain" has always been divided by the three clans of the Sage, the Planter, and the Worm.

"Don't look for trouble here, our brothers are here, we should welcome you from afar, what are you stirring up", the gray-faced old saint made a tree-patterned face, leaving only three hungry teeth behind, and roared in the wind.

The purple-faced old saint bark pursed his mouth, bared his four big white teeth, and replied with a snort: "Dead Xiao Zhi is your own family, isn't it my own family?

"Dead Plant, you fucking confuse right and wrong"!

"Dead Xiao Zhi, you and your father's vexatious trouble"!

"You, you learn from me again, we're not done"!

"You, you, if you scold me again, we will not be separated in the world"!

Mo Xie glared, but still stared dryly, there were countless gray gray, white, purple, and green-green white lights flying in front of him, and he could clearly see that it was a foaming star, and he couldn't see it clearly, and he thought that the two thin wooden poles were facing the water spray sword.

Buzzed over, came back with a whoosh, and a breath of scented nose blew a stinky whirlwind in front of Mo Ye, whirling and whirling, and in a blink of an eye, Mo Ye seemed to fall into the stinky ditch. I want to cover my nose, but I still care about holding my breath.

"Bang, bang". The forbidden slave pulled the red-haired stone chain crystal hammer and escaped from the airspace. He was just about to have fun with his wooden plank, grunted, and closed his big teeth. puffed out his cheeks and tied, and didn't open his mouth with a whining sound. "Master, are you telling me to chop firewood? I'm afraid my hammer is going to smash the plank."

Mo Xie did not squeak, the combat power of the forbidden knowledge slave has not been condensed to the condensation realm, and the magic spirit is also to support Mo Xie, the forbidden knowledge slave is a spiritual technique that integrates attack and defense, and its independent combat power is extremely strong, which is different from ordinary holy arts. There is no spirituality.

The gray-faced old saint's face was suffocated, and his thin body was so angry that he was shaking the leaf lines, buzzing like a green leaf fish shaking its scales.

"Die Xiao Zhi, you have bad intentions, and you want to harm my holy friends today. When I can't see it, your teeth are gnawed at the bones and three are missing, and I am afraid of you if you bare your teeth?" The purple-faced old saint whispered slowly, and his mouth had one more tooth than the gray-faced old saint, as if he had specially shown it to Mo Ye.

"Dead Plant, you have one more tooth and it's amazing."

"Dead Xiao Zhi, you want to eat saint if you have one less tooth"?

"Dead Plants, You Bloody Mouth"

"Dead Xiao Zhi, you have a mouth and no teeth, and the one that is missing is the one that gnaws the bones and falls off."

A red sword flew in front of Mo Ye's eyes. A white shadow rushed in, stirring up the air and changing the condensed breath, becoming unpleasant and pungent. Hmm! Mo Ye snorted softly in his throat. A puff of acid almost erupted, and he inhaled the pungent stench from his nose and mouth.

Mo Xie now understands that these two old immortal firewood poles are fighting with each other. It's an attack on each other's stinky swords, and the one who changed direction brought himself on.

Three shadows of white teeth flew in, spewing stinking. Rolling up the white sticky sword shadow, gnawing towards the airspace, the white teeth are like three shields, and behind the shield is waving three water-patterned sword shadows dripping with hara, rolling in the rolling heat wave, stepping on the sticky beads and sliding towards the airspace.

Four purple tooth shadows flew in, turning into four little purple saints, holding four leaf shields, waving flower blades, rushing violently, while muttering and rising hot air in the small mouth, as if scolding the saints and scolding the smoke.

With a bang, a shocking sound, like the shouts of a thousand troops, the seven tooth shadows of ten thousand horses galloping collided together, and small water droplets splashed out like waterfalls, as fine as smoke and dust, filling the air, becoming a misty mist.

Mo Xie took a step back, his face showed a hint of surprise, the two firewood poles condensed the third order, no magic was used, and the front teeth collided with such strength, Mo Xie sighed to himself.

The forbidden knowledge slave hid behind Mo Xie with his newborn big teeth, staring at the yellow eyes the size of soybeans, and his big round face twitched. "Master, are we going to be unable to fight? my teeth are not as strong as theirs."

Mo Ye had a sad look on his face, and he couldn't decide what to do for a while. Don't look thin to death with two firewood poles, this tooth path is quite hard. Could it be that the two monks practiced this profession?

"Dead Plant, you are too unparticular, last time I came to the insect friend, I let you, but this time, you came to take it by force." The gray-faced old saint covered his mouth, and his voice seemed to be a little out of tune, as if it was not so comfortable to bump into these teeth, and it was also a front tooth!

"Dead Xiao Zhi, don't be too greedy, I gave you the arms, legs, and claws of the insect last time, otherwise you can lose a tooth." The purple-faced old saint's mouth is also damaged enough, speaking of which, he always has to expose the bottom of the gray-faced old saint, it seems that the good and bad things he does are indispensable to the gray-faced old saint, which makes the gray-faced old saint's face become dead gray, and the gray lips are trembling, half-ringing, and there is no sound.

"Dead and dead, you spread rumors, my teeth are lost from the leg of a fly, your mother, you make me bite more." The gray-faced old saint stammered.

"Dead Xiao Zhi, this is what you said, I didn't force you, Lao Yu has broken through, and he is looking for someone to bite his leg, but he can't find it. Lao Fei". The purple-faced old saint pulled his neck and shouted halfway.

There was a sound of broken teeth, and three shadows seemed to be bitten apart, two on the top and one on the bottom, opening and closing, and flew away with a click, followed by a big red tongue, like a piece of meat dancing in the air, dripping with sticky white pulp, and the pulp head picked dozens of small hammers, slaughtering the purple-faced old saint.

Ahh I can't hear what kind of scolding you are.

The rumbling sound left a series of broken white shadows on the airspace, and the pearlescent light splashed in all directions, hanging in the air. Like several angry silver dragons, they fell from mid-air, smashing into the heart of the pool, the sound of the water roaring, and the stench erupted like hail with the gusts of wind stirring up.

Mo Xie frowned and took a step back. Yu Jie's face became a little tangled with the loud noise, and she twitched several times in pain. I've seen a lot of spells, but I've never seen this kind of hard-to-hard holy art, let alone shattering, my tongue may be broken.

A burst of waterfall splashed small water droplets shattered into white droplets as fine as smoke and dust, spraying from all directions, pouring down one piece, one by one, one by one. The wind blew, and the smell was extremely spilled on Mo Ye's face.

The blood shield sucked and stood in front of Mo Xie. The crackling white light hit the bloody retreat, like a torrential wind and rain falling into the sky, and the water splashed on the shield surface, like flying beads and broken jade. Mo Ye was blasted dozens of feet away by the powerful roar and impact. His face became solemn, and a pair of shocked and condensed eyes stared at the two old immortal firewood poles.

The forbidden knowledge slave held a big snowflake crystal umbrella and shrunk his big neck and fled behind Mo Xie. "Master, they beat us, do we have to fight back."

Mo Xie's face was cloudy, silent, such a sharp technique, if Mo Xie did not break through the condensation realm, I am afraid that the blow just now would definitely pass through the body. Mo Xie was attacked several times by the aftermath of the White Fang's impact. I know a lot about the combat power of the two old immortal firewood poles, which is not the power that can be played by the cultivation realm spell. Mo Xie had not cultivated the Qi Condensation Realm technique, so he had palpitations, and the two old immortals joined forces to attack, and Mo Ye sighed that he couldn't catch it.

"Dead Sprout, you don't have a good heart, you dare to attack my holy friends with extra teeth." The gray-faced saint covered his mouth angrily, as if he had hit it this time, and his speech was slurred. Whispering, drops of red blood oozed from between the fingers.

"Dead Xiao Zhi, you are full of nonsense, me". The purple-faced saint was halfway through speaking, he couldn't go on, his mouth was closed, he covered his mouth, and a green drop of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"Ahaha". The forbidden slave patted his big belly and laughed, and the sound of drums seemed to beat on the hollow stomach, and the tom kept ringing. "Master, don't fight, the old immortal tree plant is stuffed."

The forbidden slave laughed wildly, hummed, picked up the red-haired stone chain crystal hammer, and smashed it at the purple-haired old planter without any warning. There was a sound of shattering the sky and breaking the domain, and a black shadow flew out in the airspace, turning into a crystal chisel with black light shining brightly, and the tip of the chisel dripped black light, and the air was filled with a ghostly evil aura.

"Snow Slave". Mo Xie softly shouted to stop the forbidden slave, and the evil aura in the sky was stunned, and the chisel shadow disappeared, leaving only a black light and a burning hammer shadow on the sky, terrifyingly exuding a brake qi.

Mo Evil Divine Sense glanced at the empty space, this forbidden knowledge slave advanced path is fast, just broke through the condensation realm, the forbidden knowledge slave teeth changed, the mouth changed, and the eyes changed. The bone-shaped chain crystal hammer has also turned into a red-haired stone crystal hammer, and the hammer light that comes out is so terrifying, and the momentum is not comparable to Mo Xie's magic. I don't know how many layers have been added.

"What's the use of the owner keeping the old plant, full of lies, I was angry when I heard it. I also want to call the dead bugs to help, and the family hatred is forgotten." The forbidden knowledge slave bared his big teeth, said more than ever, and seemed to have a much longer IQ. I know what hatred and hatred are.

Mo Xie smiled faintly, ignoring the forbidden slave who was shouting, and slowly walked away for hundreds of feet, looking at the two firewood poles that were stunned by the disappearing chisel shadow. "Meng Zhiyou, Xiao Zhiyou, why do you want to fight and kill, what do the two cultivators want, let Mo cross, you can talk about it, I have the holy relics of the cultivators, whose wasteland did I pass from, how?"

"The master doesn't need it! With my combat strength, it's not enough to kill them without leaving a piece of armor, so why bother to be inferior." Without waiting for the squeaks of the old plants and the old saints of Xiao Ming, the forbidden slave shouted and quit, bared his big teeth, stared at the soybean eyes, and roared murderously.

"There's a big one behind the snow slave, you go and block it for a while." Mo Xie God knew the airspace, and knew in his heart what the forbidden slave meant, he just wanted to try the power of the upgraded red-haired stone hammer, and he was anxious! (To be continued......)