Ye Xunhuan passed through the camp of the Light Knights Legion without knowing it and came to the edge of the hanging city. He saw the dense clouds and mist rolling around, like the vast sea, unfathomable. He stretched down and floated down until he landed at the bottom of the soil.

Looking down from the bottom and up, I feel even more shocked, as if I have come to a fantasy world of no knowledge.

Ye Xunhuan put his body on the bottom soil and silently recited: "The soul splits, the image is born, the clone!"

The clone that had been hiding in Ye Xunhuan's body nourished and strengthened suddenly separated from his body. Ye Xunhuan looked at his clone for a while and said to himself: "Look at this energy fluctuation, it should be the cultivation of the warrior."

That's right, compared to the time when it was first formed, it's less than ten breaths that I can't afford to have such combat effectiveness until now, and it's only less than a month to find happiness at night.

Ye Xunhuan added a holy light shield to his clone, controlling his clone into the sea of ​​clouds below.

Ye Xunhuan then realized that the undercurrents in the sea of ​​clouds were like a real sea, and the powerful tearing force shocked him. If it weren't for the holy light shield that blessed his original energy transformation, he would probably have been torn to pieces as soon as he entered.

The holy light protective cover on the clone was slowly being consumed. At this moment, a vortex of cloud sea sucked the clone in, and then was thrown out, and then it was sucked in and out by one vortex of cloud sea swelled. Ye Xunhuan no longer knew where his clone was being swept.

At this time, the holy light shield on the clone's body had been consumed. Once the holy light shield was broken, the weak clone would definitely not escape the fate of being dismembered.

Ye Xunhuan used his mind to recall his clone. He didn't want his first clone to dissipate in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Hey, why is this happening?" Ye Xunhuan was extremely surprised. He had tried it normally. Even if the clone was banned, he could recall it immediately with a thought. But at this time, although he could still control the clone, there was a strange force in the sea of ​​clouds that prevented the clone from being recalled.

Ye Xunhuan was about to cry without tears. This was his first clone. If he had known it, he would have tried it with a blood spirit.

At this moment, the entire sea of ​​clouds suddenly began to fluctuate violently, and dense clouds rolled and roared, forming waves of clouds that hit the Hanging City. The warrior priests of the Knights of the Light on the edge of the Hanging City were caught off guard and disappeared without a trace.

Ye Xunhuan's clone, who was deep in the sea of ​​clouds, could feel some bizarre images passing by quickly, but Ye Xunhuan had no time to take care of these. He rose from the bottom of the hanging city, avoided a few cloud waves, and rushed into the city.

At this time, the bell of light in the hanging city rang again, and a beam of light rose up to the sky at the top of the light tower and spread out hundreds of feet, forming a light curtain to completely protect the hanging city.

That night, rushing back to the temple, the Archbishop and ten cardinals were there, with a serious expression.

"What's going on?" Ye Xunhuan asked.

"Return to the Holy Lord, this is the cloud sea wave that occurs every once in a while in the Hanging City. But for some reason, the cloud sea wave this time is extremely fierce." The Archbishop said.

It turns out that in the Hanging City, the surrounding clouds and fog will occur from time to time, but most of them will not affect the Hanging City. According to records, the last time such a violent wave of clouds can be traced back to five thousand years ago.

"Saint Lord, don't worry, with the protection of the Tower of Light, it's okay." The Archbishop saw Ye Xunhuan's expression changing, thinking that he was worried about the safety of the Hanging City, so he spoke.

"Article, I will be in seclusion for two days. If I don't come out in the past two days, no one will come to disturb me." Ye Xunhuan said.

"Yes, the Holy Lord." The Archbishop said hurriedly.

...

Mu Qingcheng was covered with fierce murderous aura, and the blood dripped from the Mid-Autumn Water Sword in his hand dripped. The sword body with a layer of water light dripped without any blood in the blink of an eye.

Not far from her, the two bodies quickly began to vaporize and evaporate, and soon disappeared into the air.

At this moment, Mu Qingcheng covered his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale. She could feel the energy in her body began to dissipate rapidly. This was the consequence of using the secret techniques of the sect to forcefully improve her strength. She would become a weak woman who was worse than ordinary people within the last ten days.

"Fortunately, this is a sea of ​​smoke and clouds..." Mu Qingcheng was glad in his heart, and suddenly felt something, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he held the Mid-Autumn Water Sword with his hand tightly.

At this time, a young man with black hair and black eyes flashed from behind a big tree, looking handsome, with the smile on his lips that made people feel a little bad and evil.

"Ordinary person." Although Mu Qingcheng's strength is now lost, she can see the details of this young man with her eyesight. However, she is not even as good as an ordinary man now. If this young man is really evil, she will only be slaughtered.

"No matter how you, an ordinary person, enter here, leave quickly if you are dead, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword." Mu Qingcheng gathered the remaining momentum and shouted coldly, his cold and beautiful eyes staring at the young man walking step by step like a knife.

"Hehe, little beauty, stop pretending. You are just a tiger now, who are you scared?" The young man laughed and still approached Mu Qingcheng step by step.

Mu Qingcheng was still very calm. The Mid-Autumn Water Sword swayed in his hand, and the water light on the sword was waving like it came alive. The cold cold air was emitted. She said, "If you are not afraid, come here and try it."

"No, calm enough. I'm here now, you'll cut me down." The young man showed a smile of admiration and still approached step by step, ten meters, five meters, three meters, two meters, until the tip of the Autumn Shui Sword of Mu Qingcheng was several inches away from his chest.

"Come here, you can stab it." The young man pointed to his chest and showed a hateful smirk.

A cold light flashed in Mu Qingcheng's eyes, and Qiu Shui Sword stabbed the young man in the chest.

The young man casually clamped the sword body with two fingers, and shook it hard, and the Qiushui sword broke away from Mu Qingcheng's palm.

"You... who are you? You are also from the Yin Demon Sect?" Mu Qingcheng calmed down and asked coldly, otherwise how could an ordinary person appear in a forbidden area like Yanshan and Yunhai?

Who knew that the young man was shocked and murmured: "Yin Demon Sect, is this really a god and demon world?" According to Zi Yuexin, isn't Mr. Liu a member of the Yin Demon Sect?

That's right, the young man is Ye Xunhuan, to be precise, he should be Ye Xunhuan's clone. When the waves of clouds and seas of clouds hit, he was sucked in and out by vortexes of clouds and mists. The bizarre images flashed in front of him, and then inexplicably appeared in this place surrounded by clouds and smoke.

Then he saw Mu Qingcheng's last blow, without the power of the sky and the earth breaking, and without the crackling sound. However, this blow shocked Ye Xunhuan's heart. He couldn't recover for a long time. This was a martial arts move that did not belong to the Eastern Wilderness Continent. He asked himself that even if he combined one hundred of them, he would definitely be wiped out by this blow.

"I'm going to the Gods and Demon Realm? Unfortunately, I'm just a clone, and I guess it won't last for a few days." Ye Xunhuan was excited and regretful. It would be great if this clone could exist forever and be controlled by himself.

Mu Qingcheng looked at the young man who was actually trapped in his thoughts, and was happy and worried for a while. He couldn't help but feel angry and funny, and he was sure in his heart that this kid should not be from the Yin Demon Sect.

"My young master is Ye Xunhuan, little beauty, what do you call him?" Ye Xunhuan waved the Qiushui sword in his hand and threw it back to Mu Qingcheng. This sword has an extremely powerful spiritual imprint, which he cannot untouch.

"Mu Qingcheng." Mu Qingcheng replied lightly. Even if she was sure that the young man in front of her was not malicious, she still did not dare to relax her vigilance, although it was useless at all.

"I think we should move to the place, maybe there are some Yin Demon Sect people chasing us." Ye Xunhuan looked around, with a bad premonition in his heart.

"This is a sea of ​​smoke and clouds. If you accidentally enter this place, you will have a dead end." Mu Qingcheng replied coldly.

"What do you mean is that you and I will die?" Ye Xunhuan asked.

"I'm different. I have a way to go out. As long as you listen to me, I can take you out." Mu Qingcheng said.

"Hahaha, listen to you, you think this young master is a pig." Ye Xunhuan was as if he had heard the funnyest joke in the world. This woman was really not simple, and she wanted to call him at this time.

And at this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly broke out of thin air where the two corpses disappeared, and a dark and ugly monster suddenly appeared.

"Yin Demon Beast! The Yin Demon Sect really dares to send people into the sea of ​​smoke and mountains?" Mu Qingcheng said in surprise.

As soon as the words fell, the two eyes as big as mung beans on the Yin Demon Beast stared at it fiercely and roared towards Mu Qingcheng.

Ye Xunhuan pulled Mu Qingcheng's little hand like lightning, and Mu Qingcheng's delicate body suddenly pounced into his arms. At the same time, he heard Mu Qingcheng's muffled groan.

Ye Xunhuan's clone is about the level of a three-star warrior. Although this Yin Magic Beast is not very good at attacking, it is at least equivalent to a god-level master. He dared not fight hard, so he pulled Mu Qingcheng and ran away.

The Yin monster failed to succeed in one blow, and roared wildly, turning into a row of dark shadows and pounced towards Ye Xunhuan and Mu Qingcheng.

At this critical moment, Ye Xunhuan hugged Mu Qingcheng's slim waist and turned into the big tree he first appeared.

The Yin Demon Beast twisted in the air and turned its direction, but it suddenly discovered that its prey disappeared after turning into the big tree. It sniffed its nose and even the breath on its body disappeared.

At this moment, three figures appeared at the place where the Yin Demon Beast had just appeared, two men and one woman, and the Yin Qi was extremely evil.

"Where are people?" One of the men screamed sharply, the sound waves stirred, and the smoke and clouds around them were trembling.

"Yang Laosan, shut your mouth. Do you want to trigger the space restriction in the smoke and mountains and clouds to spread us into the endless void?" The beautiful woman, who looked about twenty-eight years old, said coldly.
Chapter completed!