The brilliance is shining, the sky is clear, and the dark blue night sky looks particularly bright and refreshing. A large white scythe condensed from the light blue sky, and the ice was clear and jade like another crescent hanging in the southern sky. Then the cloudless sky thundered and resounded in all directions, and the sound of thunderclaps darkened the heavens and the earth, and rumbled like a landslide.

A half-moon divine light shot towards the snow-white little fox, and the Sect Elder hurriedly waved his hand in surprise and held the snow fox in his arms. The terrifying cold eyes looked at the half-moon divine light in the ink sky.

The snow fox was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body, held his breath, and lay trembling in the arms of the door elder without moving. I was overwhelmed by what to do.

The half-moon divine light was like flowing water, quietly pouring down a leaf. fluttering in the night. In a flash of green light, the space tore open a green door, and several sixth-order sages of condensing qi slowly walked out of the green light crystal gate. Glancing at the demonic courtyard, his eyes fell on the snow fox in the arms of the Elder Gate.

An old saint with black hair and blue satin fish scales slowly flew in front of the door elder, and a thousand layers of silver waves flashed with a chilling light on the fish scale battle armor. The wrinkles on his forehead are dry and rough and wrinkled. Like a door elder salute. "Why did the Holy Friends release pet beasts late at night and disturb the Gujia New Town".

Under the aggressive gaze, the Sect Elder lowered his head in shame with a flash of heat on his face, and flew full of fire-colored clouds in the soft moonlight. "The Holy Friend saw Qiong, and only returned to the inner region from the edge of the Beast City, and he cultivated just now, but accidentally escaped from the pet beast, which shocked the ancient holy friend to retreat."

The old saint of the green scale battle armor was just about to speak, and at the cloud piercing station dozens of miles away, several half-moon divine lights lit up. Shen Thunder rumbled and rolled like a violent landslide, and dozens of lightning bolts slanted across the entire sky. Flashes of lightning. Before he could breathe, there was a muffled thunder grunting and rolling. Suddenly, there was another thunderbolt, and the night sky shuddered like an explosion.

The old saint of the green scale battle armor grabbed a flash of fire snake in the air, and struck it into the sky sprinkled with cold moonlight ink, cutting a crack in the sky, and a thunderclap shook the ground. Following the several sixth-layer sages of Qi Condensation behind the Blue Scale Battle Armor, they unleashed one after another earth-destroying spells and flew into the cracked Heavenly Gate.

Suddenly, where the gate of heaven cracked, a black cloud floated out. A black spark erupted from the dark clouds. The black sparks struck out the liver and gallbladder of the cold people. The soul-striking black lines snapped on the glittering fire snake, bursting through the strangely shaped network of black light of the branches, and slicing the inky blue moon sky to pieces. Then flew into the spell that split the gate of heaven. Vanished in the burst of black light.

The old saint in the blue scale battle armor had no blood on his face. His eyes flickered. Trembling all over, his mouth half-open, let out a hoarse exclamation. "Soul Condensation Realm Soul Saint".

Bright eyes like the moon. Gently lifting the veil and burrowing through the cracks in the clouds, the pale moonlight quickly became black, and there was no shadow as if it had lost its light. After a few breaths, the sudden and dazzling flash of light made the dark sky brilliant in an instant. Several Qi Condensation Realm Saints in the airspace shook their heads in dizziness. It took a long time to regain his stunned expression.

The old skin of the old saint in the green scale battle armor was cracked with blood lines, his hands and feet trembled slightly, and his mouth was open, not knowing what he was saying. After counting and sucking. "Ancient Mountain, Spread the Holy Soul City, and the Soul Saint is in the Gujia New Town."

Pink meteors streaked across the sky, like a sharp sword slashing the twilight into the left and right, and the dazzling light stood out in the silent night sky. In the blink of an eye, the pink crystal disk froze in the moonlit night sky.

A flash of light inadvertently flew out of the pink crystal disk. The old saint of the green scale armor opened his mouth for the aftermath, and before the sound fell, a crisp breaking sound hit his head, wiping the tip of his nose and falling. The old saint of the green scale battle armor was stunned, and glanced at the holy weapon in his hand, his eyes widened.

Half of the crushed elm sugar that fell into the hands of the old saint of the blue-scaled battle armor. A sweet smell made the old saint look at him. On his aching forehead, there was still half of elm candy with a stick. The old saint grinned, pulled it a few times, and then pulled the sticky elm candy down his forehead, and several long strands of sugar snapped off, half of which bounced into the half-grinning mouth. "Where".

The old saint of the green scale battle armor said two words, pursed his sweet mouth, and did not dare to say the rest of the words. Out of the pink crystal plate jumped out a little chubby saint in a pocket, grinning, stretching out his little red tongue and licking his little lips with purple syrup. "Holy sister, we're late again."

The Medicine Saint Son grabbed a handful of extremely cold Yin Qi, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, stared at the black slippery eyes, tendoned his small nose, and looked at the old saint in the green scale battle armor. "Who are you, you hit me just now"?

The old saint of the green scale armor glanced at the little chubby saint with a pocket and straightened his eyes. Incarnate as a second-order great saint, a bare-bottomed medicine saint, and an old saint was busy making a deep bow. "Ancient Elder Gu Mountain, see Holy Ancestor, I am chasing and killing Soul Saint."

"Xiaoshan, return the elm sugar to me, tell your family Xiaotian, don't forget to eat and drink." The Medicine Saint Son stretched out his little hand, and his eyes were slanted in the direction of the Cloud Piercing Station. The Medicine Saint had just come out of the crystal gate of the Cloud Piercing Station, and he hadn't seen the Soul Saint. Childish, quirky little eyes blink non-stop. Staring at the faint blue light of the gray-blue-white dome bordering the horizon.

Yao Shengzi frowned and took a stunned breath. The god's eyes flickered and focused on the old saint with a cane, and his nose was buckled. "Mu Shou Lao'er is dead, go back to tell the old fox, the medicine saint invited him to drink wine, bring less gifts, be careful to use his fox tail to make a feather duster."

The old saint with a cane hugged the snow fox and trembled with fright. When the holy beast condenses the "Phantom Bead" into the Transformation Realm, it can transform into the body of a saint. The Transformation Realm is equivalent to the Sage Condensation Realm. When the beast realm arrives at the realm of consciousness, you must go to the holy realm to choose a pet saint, as the beast tripod in the cultivation period of the realm of consciousness, which is roughly equivalent to the furnace tripod and slave tripod of the holy realm.

Ten Thousand Fox Holy Land, in recent years, there are thirty holy foxes to reach the realm of consciousness, because of the young master Ke accompanied, the Ten Thousand Fox Holy Lord Yun sent the elder Tong Xin and Menda to send the young master to the holy realm to choose the "pet saint", and then to the planting area to collect millions of years of flower marrow. Before leaving, the patriarch Mu Shou told Tong Xin to be careful of the incarnation of the Great Sage of the Holy Realm, especially the old immortal Medicine Saint. He said, "The Son of Medicine is the master of the goose plucking."

"It's the Holy Ancestor." Tong Xin's mouth was bitter, dripping with bitter water as if he had broken his guts, he saluted respectfully, and his legs kept trembling.

Yao Shengzi's small eyes stared at the fluffy snow fox in Tong Xin's arms like cat's eyes. The little face glowed with a fiery red. "The little fox without the phantom beads, what are you doing with it, send me to be a pet beast."

As soon as the Medicine Saint Son's words fell, twenty-nine Fox Saints of the Transformation Realm flew out of the Holy Stack, and together with Tong Xin, they knelt in the airspace. Tong Xin bowed and bowed again with a crying voice. "Holy Ancestor, this is the young master of my family, please see the face of the patriarch and let the young master go."

The bright eyes of the medicine saint son, clear and clear like stars, the little eyes were spinning, bent into a crescent moon excitedly, the fat little hands flashed, and the snow fox in Tong Xin's arms flew into the pink crystal disk.

Tong Xin was frightened, and the spirit jumped up, his face was dripping with sweat, and he slowly raised the stone staff, his eyes spewing out of raging anger.

"Boy, be presumptuous, tell the old fox of Sùmu, the young master of Ke'er will accompany me to the Holy Realm. On the big day, let the old fox pick it up by himself". The Medicine Saint Son jumped towards the pink crystal disk.

Tong Xin held the stone staff and trembled, his eyes were shocked and blood-red, watching the pink crystal disk turn into a meteor-like arc, disappear into the fish-white sky, and turn into a bright and bright twinkling starlight in the clear blue sky.

The starlight gradually faded and flickered on the sky, the beautiful mountains, the tall palm trees, the green bamboo forests shone with pure luster, and the green halo lingered around the foggy mountains and trees.

Mo Xie retreated in the waist-thick palm tree, staring at the misty bamboo forest with incredible eyes. The emerald green bamboo leaves shrouded in white smoke, like steam. The leaves slowly rose, and the white mist, evapotranspirating in the air, gradually shattered into the morning veil. It swirled and swirled, like wisps of light smoke curling aggravating the sea of fog in the bamboo forest.

A faint mist blows like wisps, the bamboo leaves with the mist are flowing in the fresh and moist mist, and a drop of crystal dew rolls and runs on the green waves.

The fluttering shadow, in the wisps of mist, reflected the soft light flashing, the fragrance overflowed, permeating the light veil-like mist. Mo Xie's nose was itching in the mist of incense, his mouth was grinning, and he was sneezing hard. His consciousness was completely restrained, and he stared in astonishment at the ghostly figures that flashed in the fog from time to time.

Mo Xie escaped from the courtyard of the Holy Inn, and escaped to the Cloud Piercing Station, unlocked the Prisoner Lock of the Sage in the Crystal Hand, and threw it into the Crystal Gate. Reciting mysterious terms and fleeing outside the new city, Mo Xie thought that the shadow of the ghost would chase after Crystal Gate. After counting and sucking, Mo Xie let go of his divine sense.

The rapid sound of escape almost pierced Mo Ye's ear bones. Hundreds of miles away, the shadow of the vicious divine consciousness chased after him.

Mo Xie kept chanting "A thousand stones and blue waves, listen to my orders, ten thousand jade beads, give me strength, escape". I was so anxious that I was sweating, and it was already extremely fast to reach a hundred miles. There is no way to distance himself from the malevolent divine consciousness.

The aura of the distant sky fluctuated, a layer of white fog gently gathered, and a mini dragon shadow turned into a pair of clear and bright pupils, raising curved willow eyebrows, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly and stared at Mo Ye in the air, a small dragon claw, piercing through the air, tearing up the space, and grabbing Mo Ye.

Mo Xie was restrained from Danhai, his gaze swept over Bing Jiu, Zhewu Branch, and Cold Blood Ice Crystal, whose breath attracted the ghost of the vicious divine sense, why did he follow him like a ghost. Mo Ye's face was flushed anxiously, beads of sweat fell straight down, scratching his ears and cheeks, and looking around aimlessly. Grabbing the sleeping Ice Nine, Zhewu Branch, and Cold Blood Ice Crystals, he stuffed them into the holy bag, and plunged into the sea of fog in the mini dragon shadow illusion.

The mini dragon shadow instantly froze in the airspace. The vicious divine sense escaped to the dragon shadow, withdrew the dragon claws, and stretched out the small round tongue with thin lips open. The saint named Mo Xie suddenly disappeared with the aura of dragon essence and blood on his body.

In front of me was a white fog dot, a burst of churning and drifting mist, a rustling sound floated and floated, and a qiē became hazy. The milky white haze, like a magical hand, gradually brushed the thin and gentle veil and turned into small droplets. There is also the shadow of the little saint there. (To be continued......)