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Jade hand poison has been forbearing for so many years, Ye Lingyue as a descendant of her, it is also time for the jade hand seniors to sigh of relief, tearing down the hypocritical face of Luo Yan Fang Xian.

"You lied, how could you be my rumored person!"

On the side of the Luoyin goddess, I did not believe it.

"How is the truth, you can ask your good mother."

Ye Lingyue raised an eyebrow and deliberately angered Luo Yanfang.

The situation of Hongmeng's predecessors is exactly the same as that of the situation. After a few trials, Ye Lingyue can be sure that the Luoyin goddess has no knowledge of the two people being controlled.

If you want to come to know, only Luo Yan Fang Xian.

Luo Yan Fang Xian is different from Luo Yin Goddess. She is a sophisticated person, and she is good at calculation. Otherwise, the jade hand poison will not be counted.

The best way for such awkward opponents is to use the radical method to irritate them, forcing them to chaos and revealing the fox's tail.

Sure enough, Ye Lingyue's words were exported, and Luo Yan's face was flawless, and finally there was a slight change.

In the bottom of her eyes, the color of panic flashed past.

In the face of Ye Lingyue's provocative gaze, Luo Yanfang's mood is also overwhelming. It is shocking.

No wonder this little girl can see that she controls the bad feelings.

In the matter of controlling the affair, Luo Yan Fang Xian believes that he is doing nothing, except for himself and Sumi, even his daughter Luo Yan knows not much.

Unexpectedly, it was seen by a little girl.

She inherited the thirteen needles of the ghost gate. Does it also mean that she inherited the medical skills of Hong Mengzi?

If this is the case, it means that she is likely to be able to discover more secrets that are unknown. Even the truth of the jade hand poisoned in the past!

Luo Yan Fang Xian did not dare to think again, Hong Mengzi, is her reverse scale.

No matter who they are, they can't take away Meng Mengzi from her side.

"It was originally seen on the face of Guan Yu, this seat can also put you in a way of life. But now, you are not dead! Not only you, the people here today must die!"

Luo Yan Fang Xian angered and laughed, and the murder in his eyes appeared.

After Guan Yu's death, the things that he had treated for the longevity of the emperor's gods during his lifetime were also shaken by those who were interested.

It is also known that Guan has a descendant who has mastered the ability to refine the rejuvenation.

In addition to the longevity gods, the other three gods of the gods also want to recruit the descendant of Guan.

After all, although the three great emperors are still only in their prime, no one can become the second longevity **** in the future.

Luo Yan Fang Xian and the Ice Age female emperor have a deep friendship, and originally had plans, Zhao An Ye Lingyue, to dedicate it to the Ice Emperor.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lingyue will be a disciple of Hong Mengzi and Jade Hand.

With this in mind, Ye Lingyue's life cannot be left!

The **** of Luoyan skyrocketed, and his body was like a dark cloud, shrouded in the whole god.

At the time when Luo Yan Fang Xian was about to attack, he heard a Buddha number.

However, I saw Xiaonan Wu's monk's hands clasped together, and a group of monks from the Holy Spring Temple sneaked in.

"Luo Yan Fang Xian seniors, please also show your mercy."

As soon as I saw Xiaonan without a monk, Luo Yan Fang Xian stunned, and the murder on the face remained undiminished.

"Shengquan Temple? I advise you not to take care of today's business, otherwise this seat will kill you."

Luo Yan Fang Xian swears.

Among the six forces of the gods, the Holy Spring Temple has been very low-key, and Luo Yan Fang Xian did not see it in his eyes.

"The bitter sea is boundlessly turned back to the shore. Good and evil are reported at the end of the day. Luo Yan Fang Xian, if you don't listen to Xiao Yan's advice, he will eat his own fruit."

Xiaonan Wu's monk is indifferent to the threat of Luo Yanfang.

"Fart, this seat is one of the eight major immortals, look at the whole **** world, in addition to the four great emperors, there are people who can let me eat their own fruit. If you are looking for a dead end, then don't blame this seat to use you to hit together kill."

Luo Yan Fang Xian said, the power of the gods, overwhelming, crushed.

Xiaonan no monk looks dignified, and the beads in his hands keep moving, only to hear the words in his mouth.

As Xiaonan Wu's monk swayed the beads, a string of words appeared on the beads. The nine beads were: Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Q, Array, Zhan, Qian.

The nine characters illuminate, and the string of beads in the hands of Xiaonan Wu's monk also came out and turned into a golden light.

The golden light turned into a Buddha light shield, like a golden ring, shrouded in the whole temple, just like a bell jar. When the spirit of Luo Yan Fangxian hit the Buddha light shield, he was bounced back.

"Foguang is alive!"

Luo Yan Fang Xian was shocked, and looked at Xiaonan's monk's eyes with a few more dignified colors.

Fo Guang Yu Shi is a kind of little **** general skill of Shengquan Temple.

This kind of magical technology has nothing to bear, the only advantage is the comprehensive defense.

Under its defense, let alone the **** of Luo Yan Fang Xian, even if Luo Yan Fang Xian personally came, can only do the blink of an eye.

The only thing that can break this Buddha's glory is the best artifacts held by the four great emperors.

Although Luo Yan Fang Xian could not help but immediately kill Ye Lingyue, he would never suffer.

However, this group of monks who went to the Temple of the Holy Spring did not have a chance to start.

She then took a look at her daughter Luo Yin, a woman who was hurt by a gray fire and suffered physical and mental damage.

Her wounds, bleeding and purulent, a few want to rot into the bones, if it is no treatment, even if there is a magic bullet, it is difficult to restore the appearance.

Luo Yan Fang Xian angrily squinted at the group of monks, the gods rolled up the Luoyin goddess, flew away toward the sky.

When the **** of Luo Yan Fang Xian passed away, Xiaonan without a monk was relieved.

I saw that he was not in a hurry, and he said that the bead fell back to his hand.

"Hey, Xiaonan has no monk, you can't really be a god."

Ye Lingyue saw the crisis lifted, and she was about to thank her. She knew that her voice was falling. Xiaonan's little monk's small body swayed and plopped and fell to the ground.

The group of monks at the Temple of the Holy Spring saw that Hula had all gone up.

Ye Lingyue was busy looking forward.

"If you don't get in the way, the little monk is only using the magical skills. The divine power is exhausted. It will be fine after a break."

Ye Lingyue explained the diagnosis of Xiaonan no monk.

Xiaonan Wu's monk from the human world to the realm of the gods is also reborn, borrowing the small body of the Shengquan Temple to regenerate.

This body, after all, was too young and tender, and it was already exhausted by his power.

At the same time as the inspection, Ye Lingyue also found a thing that made her scream.

The power of Xiaonan's monk's body is exactly the same as the power of the heavens and the earth in her body.

This is also the first person Ye Lingyue discovered, the same person with her divine power.

The temple of the Holy Spring is the Buddha. The cultivation of the Buddha is the orthodox Buddha. Can it be said that the power of her heaven and earth is not the divine power of variation, but the power of Buddha!

This fact makes Ye Lingyue feel awkward. Unfortunately, the only Xiaonan no monk who knows the truth is still unconscious. Ye Lingyue can only wait for him to wake up and ask again.