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In this world, there is a different kind of fire that can change color?

Unheard of it, listening to it.

Everyone's face was so violent, and Ye Lingyue in the paintings had already reached the critical moment of refining the red fire.

The fire in the red fire is faintly changing when the gray fire is changing color. As if it is predicted, it can't help but hang down the tail. The color of the red fire slowly changes. At the end, it is finally mixed with the fire. For one color.

When the red fire was completely and the gray was turned into one, the fire in the fireworks changed.

The original black enamel-like clam shell became as transparent as a jade piece, with a luster-like luster. In the back, three demon lines appeared.

Obviously, there are several kinds of different fires, and the fire has changed. Ye Lingyue is preparing to look at it. But at this time, the air behind her is suddenly torn open, and Ye Lingyue is swept forward.

The sound of "", the root of the tree with the thickness of the arm, like a sharp arrow, wiped her side, shaking her scalp numb.

The rattan bar looks very flexible and swaying freely, but when Ye Lingyue flashes more, the moment that pierces the ground, like the sharpest spear, it is a few inches deep into the ground.

Compared to earlier, this Sen Luo mother vine is faster and more powerful.

Obviously, the soul of the little evil played a role.

Ye Lingyue looked up and looked at the singer.

Her eyes were cold, and there was a whistling sound in her mouth. The female sword smashed out of the Kowloon, and Ye Lingyue tiptoed a little, and fell to the Kowloon raft, sensitively evading the rattan's pinch.

In the Kowloon with Ye Lingyue rushing out, Ye Lingyue's sleeves waved, dozens of swords and shadows from her sleeves.

Dozens of days of sisal numbness under the control of spiritual power, like a fish, flying away in the king of Sen Luo.

Sen Luo Ghost vine waving, like a huge tentacles, the rattan is like a long-eyed, dancing can not pass, the cane is tough, hit the Tianjian Ma issued a creaking sound, accompanied by Countless fires.

Tianjian Ma, which is equivalent to the Heavenly Spirit, can't hurt Sen Luo's mother's vines. This ghost thing is really resistant.

Hard to fight, it seems that it can only be taken.

Under the feet, the Kowloon Dragonfly was spurred, and Ye Lingyue was like a meteor, and behind him was chasing countless Sen Luo.

Outside the Luoshushan River map, everyone sees it as a blind eye.

Earlier, Ye Lingyue melted the scene of the red bonfire, which is very strange to everyone.

The team leader of the Huangquan team did things and completely ignored the cards.

A quarter of an hour passed and two quarters of an hour passed.

Ye Lingyue is still sneaking on the Kowloon plaque, and it seems that everyone's eyes are sour.

"This ugly thing will not just want to avoid it. If you go on like this, there is only one dead end."

Jin Sanxiao muttered a sentence and was glanced at by Xiao Qing and Tang Tianyi.

The look of the good-looking lips hooked up, showing a bit of comfort.

"Wrong, she is not blindly dodging."

I said a few words in the cold night.

"Isn't this dodging?" The meaning of Jin Sanshao and Hong Mingyue's face is unknown.

His dark gray eyes gaze at every tiny movement of Ye Lingyue.

She seems to be dodging, but every dodge, her fingers are slightly changing.

The spirit and the martial arts, which are invisible, combine to form a large number of silk threads that are invisible like spider silk.

For two quarters of an hour, a large number of strange silk lines have been laid in the vicinity of Sen Luo.

"Almost, it's time to close the net."

In the painting, Ye Lingyue's body shape, which was constantly dodging, finally stopped.

Her eyes flashed, and the fingers touched, making a movement similar to the puppets.

God's skills, the sky!

In an instant, the power of the ghost pin is mixed with mental power, just like an indestructible fish net.

When Sen Luomu vine realized that something was wrong, she was already in the air. It waved the rattan in anger, but the more it resisted, the closer the net would be.

Ye Lingyue held the sword in the right, his mouth slightly tilted up, and his body was in the air.

In a short period of time, the strength of the heavens and the earth in the body was injected into the Kowloon plaque. I saw only the sword body, and the swords were vertical and horizontal, and a piece of dragon scales raised, and a shimmering rainbow plundered.

I heard a slamming sound, and a rattan of the Morro Ghost vine that was tied to death was smashed down.

Seeing that Sen Luomu was shackled, the main **** of Vientiane City was busy.

"Lead captain, come out soon."

Ye Lingyue was galloping, accompanied by the gods of the Vientiane City. Here, the body was like a shell, and it slammed out of the Luoshushan River.

She fell to the ground, holding a sly tentacles in her hand.

I saw Ye Lingyue's mouth twitching, and said crisply.

"The city owner, can I pass the assessment?"

The owner of Vientiane City nodded with satisfaction.

Everyone just woke up like a dream, and then look at the Luoshushanhe painting, the Sen Luomu who was trapped by the group, no one spoke.

A farce has subsided.

The companions who read Xiaoxie met with the miserable death of Xiaoxie. Although they were angry, they could not dare to put aside in front of the Lord of Vientiane. They had to take the relics of Xiaoxie and left the city of Vientiane.

After the ambassador's task was explained, the owner of the Vientiane City told the people that they would start after three days.

When the people left, the Tang family team deliberately walked behind the Huangquan team.

"Small Master, please stay."

At the gate of the city government, I saw that Tang Jiaqing, who protected Tang Tianqi, quickly caught up.

Tang Tianyi stopped and he looked at Ye Lingyue.

"Give you a quarter of an hour."

Ye Lingyue nodded, and walked out of the city hall.

Tang Tianqi grinned and walked away, leaving Tang Tianyi and the Song Master.

"Small Master, Congratulations, you have broken through the peak of Xiaoshen. With your current strength, even in the Tang family, you will be very important. I wonder if you have any plans to return to the Tang family as the vice captain, and assist Miss Tian Qi to participate. This time, Jiuzhou Wilderness."

Song Daren actually came to lobby Tang Tianyi to leave the Huangquan team.

"Song Daren, what do you mean, is the Tang family invited me to go back? Is this what Tang Tianqi means or are you personally advocating?"

Tang Tianyi did not immediately express his position and asked.

The Song Master laughed twice.

He is only the guest of the Tang family, and naturally he dare not make the decision to let the abandoned son return to the Tang family.

"It is the Tang family who personally asked me to invite you to the Tang family. In the past, you and the Tang family had some grudges, but you finally left the blood of the Tang family, how can you turn your elbows out and assist other teams. What's more, you also saw that the Huangquan team offended the Jin family, and it hurts the little evil to die. Even if it can go to the Kyushu base camp, it will definitely be squeezed out. With such a team, your talents will only Buried."

Song Daren looked like Tang Tianzhen's thoughts.