Mo Ye's eyes burst into blue light when he heard this, and his eyes looking at the "Wasteland Dome Shadow" became heavy, and he couldn't help but be heavy, and the transparent light screen was frosty and misty, leaving only two fat and thin silhouettes.

Mo Xie understood and thought about the "Three Realms Pass", and there was only one condition, to enter bare. The half-cut figure was not explicitly stated, though. Listen to that, and the holy things will not be left.

However, Mo Ye still couldn't understand why Lan Feng and the Forbidden Slave could pass the "Wasteland Dome Shadow" without handing over holy objects, plants, and insects. Miao Meng also did not explain this matter. It's also ambiguous.

The Black Beetle waited impatiently. with a shrill chirp. "Mo Shengyou, have you thought about it, or don't you want to think about it, but go back to the 'Three Realms Wasteland' and wait to die."

Mo Ye's eyes condensed into sharp needles, and he really wanted to pierce the eyebrows of the black beetle warrior and dig out the "Enlightenment Pearl". But looking at the realm of the Black Beetle, Mo Xie really didn't have the bottom to win a battle.

"Mo Shengyou friends or not, if you don't pay or not, go back to the 'Three Realms Wasteland' to recuperate for ten thousand years"! The green armor planter is more powerful than the black beetle, tens of millions of years, there are many people who come to break through the "Three Realms", as long as you don't go to the incarnation realm, don't think about the "wasteland dome", even if it passes, there are still several old immortals in the area who look at it, and want to pass the level lightly, it is indispensable to have a shocking battle, and there is no need to worry about the green armor planter and the black beetle.

Mo Ye really stumped the two ox fork planters and insects, it was impossible to see this posture to break through, there must be a backstage behind the two monks, and they didn't put themselves in their eyes at all. If you don't break in, you can't do it, and there are more than 10,000 disciples waiting to enter the customs behind you. You can't all enter the customs naked, isn't it in vain that for hundreds of years?

In the light screen that gradually cleared, the holy shadow in the distance was revealed, and it turned a little higher. The mouth that spewed water vapor spoke again, and the black beetle and the green beetle covered their noses together. The south and north tones sounded again. "I said, two fellow monks. I'll say a few more words."

"Mo Shengyou doesn't need to climb the spiritual friends who just passed, they originally went in naked."

There seemed to be a layer of mist in the "Wasteland Dome", and in the blink of an eye, a milky white cold mist permeated, sticky and wet on the transparent light screen, more and more condensed, thicker and thicker, it seemed that this time the Holy Shadow could not see clearly said more than before, persuaded more earnestly, and spoke from the bottom of his heart.

Mo Xie understood. The three monks are singing to themselves, two with black faces and one with white faces, is it possible that for thousands of years, the three clans have been extorting money like this?

The light of the ghost spirit flashed in Mo Ye's eyes, and a sneer grinned at the corner of his mouth. The three figures disappeared from the light screen of the "Wasteland Dome", and with Mo Xie's divine sense, he could only see the ghostly shadows on the screen. The voice is very clear.

Mo Xie flashed in front of the light screen like a ghost, leaned on the screen shadow with thick fog and looked at it, and shook his head hehehe. I muttered in my heart. "Greedy bugs. I'll give you some creation."

A small spar fell into Mo Ye's hand, Mo Ye listened to the music of the southern and northern tunes, held a hand behind his back, and smiled at the place where the three figures were aim. Three heads were drawn.

To say that Mo Xie's painting skills are really ordinary, at a glance you know that when you are in the puppet realm, you can do everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and everything is not fine. The three heads drawn are stick figures. The image in the middle that can't be distinguished is not like it, the Tao is a bit of a Wanyun Cave Inspector Hu Jian, it seems that there are thousands of saints in the Holy Domain. Mo Xie had a deeper impression of Hu Jian.

The level of Mo Ye's painting of those two heads is too ordinary, after looking at it for so long, after drawing it, how can it not look like a black beetle and a green beetle. Pondering and pondering, he thought of the two Zhishi who made Mo Xian's tooth root ache. The great elder of the planting area, the wooden scarlet, and the lord of the quiet mountain welcome the guests. It's just that Mo Ye's painting skills are really not as good as one percent of Xiaoyue and Dull Jun, and I'm afraid that I have a bit of a headache when I see it.

Mo Ye squinted his eyes, blinked and looked at it for a while, probably thinking about who was painting, tilting his head, admiring it with his hands behind his back, shaking his head, and sighing. I remembered Chengying and other acquaintances, when I was in the puppet realm, there was Chengying in the book, Xia Yu in the painting, blunt Jun in the piano, and Chixiao in chess.

Mo Xie sighed and escaped fifty miles, took out a dark green medicine crystal from the holy bag, looked at it pitifully, although he was a little reluctant in his heart, he still sighed, and now if he wants to break the "Wasteland Dome Shadow", he can only use this thing.

Mo Xie looked back at the more than 10,000 disciples in the distant sky. Divine Sense: "Inspector Miao told all the disciples, a group of hundred saints, let go of the strongest defensive shield, once you find that the 'Wasteland Dome' and the 'Three Realms Pass' have been broken, take advantage of the chaos to rush to the 'Wasteland Holy City', and don't covet the relics on the road, 'The wasteland will usher in a scuffle'."

Miao Meng and the envoys had a shocked light in their eyes, and the young master said that he wanted to break the "Wasteland Dome Shadow" with a virtual army, how could he come up with a new idea that could cause a melee in the wasteland, and Miao Meng and other disciples couldn't understand what it would look like. Busy according to the young master's meaning, God knows ten thousand disciples.

Mo Xie took the dark green medicine crystal and took out three small green devouring stones. Gently apply to the dark green crystals.

Three long sucks, and in an instant, the three small green devouring stones turned dark green.

Mo Xie put down the big medicine crystal, and the three small medicine crystals turned around several times in the palm of his hand, stretched his neck and listened, and the southern and northern tones were still talking at length.

"The old immortal, the next suck will make you dumb". Mo Xie leaned back, his left foot was slightly raised high, and his arm swept into the posture of throwing stones and birds in a puppet realm.

The fierce Mo Ye froze in the airspace, his mouth slanted, he took a cool breath, his eyes turned around, he blinked twice, and smiled. Tap the holy bag and take out a slingshot, and draw a few black flame runes from your fingertips, hitting the slingshot.

The ordinary cow tendon slingshot immediately glowed with black runes, flashing with shadow runes like a holy weapon. Mo Xie placed the three medicine crystals in the bullet sac. Flying in the air for a while, the morning breeze was blowing Mo Ye's battle placket, snapping the placket, and the strands of sideburns danced with the wind, like a flying battle flag, shaking the flag wind.

Mo Ye's eyes were shining, and he was holding a black flame slingshot in both hands, standing among the drums of war like a god of war, with a confident smile on his face. Jiong Ran glanced at the three head paintings dozens of miles away.

With a bow, he pulled away the Black Flame Slingshot violently, squinting at the distance. A sound is like an order for thousands of troops to rush and kill. "Three stones and three heads".

Before the sound stopped, three green rays of light flew through the airspace, like three lightning bolts that had lost their life, silently piercing the black curtain before dawn, and the three meteors instantly disappeared into the sky.

In the "Wasteland Dome Shadow", the Holy Shadow persuaded like a river, and the Spitting Star Sword shot towards the "Wasteland Dome" light screen, flying around the two black armor and green armor figures, and the fog pounced on the light screen, turning into a dense net of pearl light.

"Duan Zhen Holy Friend is almost there, the 'Jade Mist Xuanzhu' has been blessed for so long, it should be able to block the blow of the void soldier." The green-armored planter looked at the pearlescent light screen and frowned.

"Maple Forest Planting Friends should not be careless, this technique is specially used to bless the 'Wasteland Shadow of the Void Domain' given by the Holy City, if you let the virtual soldiers cut through the Shadow of the Void and vent the evil spirit of the soul soldiers, it will inevitably attract the Great Soul Soul Warrior, and the suffering of my three clans sealing the soul soldiers for thousands of years is afraid that it will be in vain." The shadow that could not be seen gradually became solid.

It turned out to be a gray-haired old saint, sitting barefoot on a stone chair. With his eyes closed, there are words in his mouth, and he is chanting a spell that he doesn't know what it means, but he can talk in a double voice, and he chats in a northern tone.

Duan Zhen's palms were facing each other, and there were crystal beads surrounded by mist floating between his palms. Every time the incantation between the words of the southern and northern tones fell, the crystal bead glowed with a light, and the rolling mist poured out of the crystal bead, flying towards the "Wasteland Dome" like a straight fog.

The pearlescent dome shadow became thicker, as if coated with a layer of opaque pearlescent powder, shimmering with misty shadows. Slowly dispersed towards the four domains of the light screen, sucking in the fog wave after wave, rolling away in waves, rolling farther and farther away like a snowball, and in a blink of an eye, the "Wasteland Dome Shadow" was covered with a white expanse of water droplets. The thousands of mountains and forests in the "Three Realms Wasteland" disappeared into brilliant shadows, and a glimmer of light in the original sky was swallowed up.

The "Three Realms Desolate Domain" seemed to sink into the dark shadow before dawn again.

"The Holy Clan is really fucking slamming the door, there are obviously holy soldiers, and they are not used to suppress the soul soldiers if they are rusty, and they are guarded with a broken 'Dome Shadow' and 'Xuanzhu', so that the Zerg have become a companion, and they can't get any benefits." The black beetle bared its fangs and cursed.

"Scorpion chrysalis friends, don't complain, have you gained less benefits for thousands of years? Otherwise, I'm afraid that you would have been beaten by Feng Lin and Duan Mou, what good are you talking about?" Duan Zhen's spell did not stop, and the tone of the south and north became extremely cold.

The scorpion chrysalis snorted, his red eyes and his eyes skimmed at Duan Zhen, who always likes to reveal short, his slender neck moved slightly, quietly swallowing the mucus, and speaking in his heart, the scorpion chrysalis had already looked at Duan Zhen's teeth itching, but there was no way, the mission was in his body, and he had to compromise. Don't look at it at the same level, the scorpion chrysalis is really afraid of this old immortal saint. Staring at the "Jade Mist Xuanzhu" in Duan Zhen's hand, his paws were a little numb, and they were crispy like electricity.

Feng Lin glanced at the big bone of the scorpion chrysalis, and the qi in his heart couldn't come smoothly, but there was no way, he took on the secret duties of the clan and guarded the "Wasteland Dome", just to suppress the "Breath of the Soul Soldier", once the "Breath of the Soul Soldier" was leaked between the aura of heaven and earth, it would cause the Soul Clan to attack the Zerg and the Zhi Clan.

For thousands of years, the Holy Clan suddenly helped the Zhi Clan and the Zerg Clan to suppress the soul soldiers, sealed the "Ten Thousand Souls Desolate Grave" hundreds of millions of miles away, pacified the disputes in the "Three Realms Wasteland", and adjusted the grievances between the Zhi and Insect clans, which made the Zhi Clan very puzzled, and they couldn't understand what the Holy Clan was going to do. The forces between the two clans on the left and right, whoever cocks their tails will suppress whom. Although Feng Lin wanted to stretch out and twist his thin neck when he looked at the scorpion chrysalis, he had to rub it twice, which was too addictive to twisting the worm's neck. (To be continued......)