Hundreds of miles away, a gloomy stone temple, quiet and solemn, ancient trees towering to the sky, pines and cypresses.

In the hall, the screen of hollowing out and climbing vines is painted with lush bamboo and green grass. Behind the screen is a pool of dark red water. In the middle of the pond stood a misshapen bamboo tree, its roots branched out into the dark red water, surrounded by strange rocks, on which a scrawny old man sat cross-legged. His face was like a layer of white ash, dead white. His lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, and the goshawk stared at the flickering airspace.

The wrinkles of the pale face swam slightly, and he sneered, and slowly closed his murderous gaze. The clay sculpture-like body moved slightly, shaking off the gray gas of his body. Two monks like crystalline iron stood at his side.

"Go, kill those cultivators who don't know whether they are alive or dead." A steady, composed sound echoed under the tree domain, like a hollow, buzzing sound.

The two crystal-iron monks sneered for a while, without saying a word, their tricky dead eyes glanced at each other, and their figures disappeared under the tree domain in a flash.

The Phantom Mo Evil Consciousness Domain flickered for a moment, and he was confused for a while. The moon is hazy, the bamboo shadows are swaying, the young leaves carry the charming starlight, and a tall bamboo tree rises from the ground and stands in the sky.

Between the bamboo trees, the shadow of the moon gently shook the ghostly shadow through the staggered bamboo branches, occasionally flashing with a crystal beam, stabbing the phantom's black eyes narrow, and he didn't dare to take a light sense of God. The graceful rustling color floats, like the spring rain moistening the bamboo forest, the wind is shaking the bamboo leaves, the bamboo leaves are rolling with dew drops, wrapped in a seductive dazzling cold light, quietly dripping, with the residual fragrance into the grass in the forest.

Phantom Mo Ye was stunned, his divine sense was in the four domains, where was the shadow of several ancestors. Only the shadows of bamboo, moonlight, and stars stand proudly in the night. Where is the "Xiangshuitan"? Phantom Mo Ye doesn't care where a few major repairers have gone? Find the "Xiangshuitan", get the "Pelican Order" to enter Qiaofu, and rescue Gu Xin.

Phantom Mo Ye had sensed that call, but that kind of sensing was too confused, and it seemed to be far away. It seems to be close by, but it is far away.

A black light flashed from his hand, and the strange-faced ghost head shield took shape, and the shield flashed, and the shield body was divided into four sides, and it was surrounded by a few zhang outside the phantom Mo Evil Saint's body. The golden light between the sleeves disappeared, and a ruler-long golden dagger was hidden between the sleeves.

Mo Xie didn't dare to be careless, countless nuns in the "Xiangshuitan" had no way out, and there were not a few outstanding people, but they all had no return. For this reason, the power of the beast domain was alarmed. With Mo Xie's current realm, he dared to take it lightly.

Mo Xie did not flee quickly, like the shadow of the night slowly swaying in the bamboo forest, although the bamboo wood is thick, but it is not enough to escape the wood. Mo Ye stretched out his little spiky-like head, flashed behind the bamboo for a while, and escaped among the bamboo leaves for a while.

There seems to be a forbidden space in the airspace above the bamboo forest, and Mo Xie wanted to escape to the bamboo tops, but he was pulled down by an inexplicable force, and he was unable to fly into the airspace at all as if he had taken root under his feet. Mo Xie shook his head. It's not that you can't escape from the void, it's just that the realm hasn't reached yet. The power of the forbidden sky is powerless to break through with the Mo Evil Realm.

The black and green bamboo forest seemed to be boundless, and the evil ghost fled for several hours, but it did not reach the end.

The bamboo forest is still shrouded in night. A full moon flashed out of the fish-scale clouds, and the bamboo forest was filled with a hazy moonlight, like a faint silver mist rising. How is this possible? Mo Xie calculated the hour, it should be morning. How can it still be like a ray of moonlight.

Illusions?Mo Xie thought of Xiong Feng's four major illusions, and couldn't help but feel a chill. Hurriedly let go of his consciousness and peeked into the boundless bamboo forest.

The shadows of the trees are swaying. The branches and leaves are crisscrossed, only the moonlight and starlight are quietly hiding behind the deep green leaves, and the little smart color between the leaves, like pearls, such as jade, is inlaid on the dark cotton silk, without the slightest difference.

Phantom Mo Ye was even more careful, stepping on the forest area of the clear mist and moon veil, and escaped for more than ten zhang.

Suddenly, the phantom shadow hid behind the bamboo forest that was not thick, looking at the airspace.

A red light shot out in the distance, and the speed was rapid, hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye.

Phantom Mo Ye swept around the bamboo forest, elongated his face, the bamboo forest was empty and there was not even a stone, the countless dripping crystal light had been seen hundreds of times, but it was the light of the moon shadow shining on the tip of the bamboo leaf.

Retracting his gaze, Phantom Mo Ye grimaced and raised his head to stare at the red light within hundreds of miles.

The phantom stared at the red light, closed his eyes hurriedly, and sat in the bamboo forest.

The phoenix warbler fled for more than 100 miles, although the speed was fast, the tragic appearance of spurting blood made Mo Ye have to avoid suspicion.

In the red shadow smeared by the moonlight, the phoenix warbler's delicate body was half-naked, and the scattered feather armor was draped on her body indiscriminately, and the jade body of the white flower was covered by red light, and the skin was as delicate as warm jade, reflecting the weird and charming soft light.

The phantom has no way to retreat, and there is nowhere to hide, although this shadow cannot be seen, it cannot be pretended.

The red light is slightly sluggish, and the meteor passes through the sky like a meteor. The sound of horror echoed in the bamboo forest. "Flee quickly".

What Yu Yin said, Mo Ye couldn't hear it clearly, and the terrifying dragon-shaped wind whirlwind had already entered Mo Ye's Divine Consciousness Domain.

Although Phantom Mo Xie couldn't see what was coming from the sky within a thousand miles, he could sense that the wind swirled and condensed the evil qi, rolling and rushing like a cold water tide, and the piercing wind whirlwind echoed in the sky above the bamboo forest.

The shadow of the moon was lost, the starlight was hidden, and suddenly the wind was as sharp as thunder and lightning, swallowing the color of heaven and earth. The sound is like glass breaking, crystal beads exploding, suddenly becoming eager, and suddenly becoming heavy again. An endless black storm entered the airspace for hundreds of miles.

Phantom Mo Evil Divine Consciousness's sky-devouring wind, more than 400 miles in one breath, and in a single breath, Phantom Mo Evil was locked by the terrifying Divine Sense.

This divine consciousness was extremely ferocious, and boundless cold and anger were condensed in the divine consciousness, and the momentum was fierce and roaring like thunder.

Crackle! Mo Evil Divine Consciousness and Crazy Divine Consciousness briefly clashed in the airspace, and they were defeated in one breath. Phantom Mo Ye was stunned for a moment, it wasn't the Soul Clan? Without waiting to think about it further, a white straight light flew out of the wind whirlwind a hundred miles away. As fast as lightning, with Mo Xie's defeated divine sense, it pierced through the center of his eyebrows.

Whew! The monster-faced ghost's head shield blocked the white light.

Boom, the shield burst into white light, and a beam of light pierced through the air, passing through the phantom Mo Evil eyebrows.

Another clear light burst out, and the phantom Mo Ye disappeared into the white light.

The wind whirlwind swept for three hundred miles, and the wind hit a big vortex, and then flew back to the Phantom Mo Evil Explosion Body. The wind stopped, the billowing wind and mist fell, and a white beetle with a cold face stood on the rustling bamboo forest.

The white beetle warrior saw a cold light, staring coldly at Mo Ye's explosive body, and his cyan fingertips gently twisted the airspace. An afterimage gathered at the fingertips, snapped up, and Mo Xie's holy shadow flashed in the airspace.

The white beetle soldier gritted his thin fangs. "The little saint messed up the beast domain, and dared to come to my 'Xiangshuitan' to make trouble, it's not a pity to die."

The green claws stretched out and grabbed the afterimage fiercely. Then the brow locked again. He said to himself: "There is no flesh, it is a phantom, Guan Yun, an old immortal, how to look at the house, let the little saint steal it."

"Hey, hey, hey!" The Icy Cold Insect sneered a few times, his mind recognizing the empty bamboo domain.

The bamboo forest was tired, silently sinking into the terrifying divine consciousness, only the leaves on the tip of the bamboo shone with cold moonlight.

"The little saint comes out, and with your realm, you can't escape for a thousand miles. Hand over "Phantom", and I'll let you live." The white beetle soldier gritted his teeth and roared, but he didn't chase the phoenix warbler again, as if chasing the big bird warrior was not as interesting as hunting the little saint.

The white beetle beetle craned his eyes and craned his neck to listen to the sound of the bamboo forest. The cold sound was like an arrow, hitting the sharp branches and leaves, making a popping sound, and the Sanskrit sound rolled, but there was no echo.

The sound fell on the grass, and it rustled again, like rain on ink leaves, and the sound of thin jumping and shaking.

"Hehehe! The little saint and I play hide and seek." Although the white beetle soldier's voice was cold, it was a little playful, and he half-hugged his big cyan hand and fell into the bamboo forest, sometimes twisting the mist, sometimes moving around.

This search was for a few hours, and the white beetle was so angry that it was really angry, and it stood in the bamboo domain roaring like thunder, baring its teeth, and scolding fiercely. "Little saint, when you enter the 'Xiangshuitan', the ancestor will catch you sooner or later, and I will skin you alive at that time."

The cold insect scolds for a while, his eyes burst into flames, and he runs away in the air in a boring manner.

The bamboo field condensed with a clear mist, and it fell on the soil among the grass, dripping, with a slightly dull and soaked smell of earth, a piece of soil turned up, and a black smooth stone pushed out of the soil. I spit out the fog for a while, and listened to the forest where the night was quiet like a pool of water.

The blue sky and the shadow of the moon are swaying, the starlight is sleeping, it seems that all the living beings have already slept, and the thousands of miles of airspace seem so peaceful and .......

An illusion condensed from the smooth black stone, gradually becoming solid.

Phantom Mo Evil Divine Sense glanced at the thousands of miles of airspace and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The whirlwind just now turned out to be an insect warrior, and the realm was too high. Phantom Mo Evil and Ben can't be conscious.

Impatient, Mo Ye could only make the phantom explode, and although his divine consciousness was a little shocked, he escaped fairly quickly and was not injured.

Phantom Mo Ye couldn't help but be embarrassed, the realm of the phoenix warbler Mo Ye didn't know, he could beat the phoenix warbler to lose his armor, and the wolf bèi became like that, what kind of realm would the cold insect warrior be. Mo Xie does not know. The only thing I know is that in the face of a skill called by the Icy Worm, I am powerless to take it at all, and the monster-faced ghost head shield has been beaten so far that it has not been able to transform into a shape.

Glancing at the empty space where the cold insects had disappeared, the phantom Mo Xie shouted. "Foggy Stone".

The "fog fossil" hiding in the black soil jumped to the chest of the phantom Mo Xie. "How about the boss, my atomization technique is absolutely amazing! Don't talk about this hanging eye worm, even a cultivator who is higher than him can't even think to see it clearly."

Phantom Mo Evil Muscles and Nose Muscles, it is indeed because of the "Fog Fossil" technique, which escaped the search of the Ice Cold Worms, but the "Fog Fossil" really blew into the sky, wasn't it discovered by the phoenix duck from the waters?

Phantom Mo Ye did not reveal the shortcomings of the "fog fossils". Condensed the shield of light, and cautiously fled in the direction where the wind whirlwind was blowing. Mo Xie believes that the "Xiangshuitan" should be ahead. (To be continued......)