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When Ye Lingyue saw the change of the colorful Madonna, the heart was dark.

"It's not too old, the vitality is really tenacious. It must have a strong five elements in its body. Unfortunately, this guy is very difficult to deal with. If it can be conquered, it is a big boost. At least in the realm of God. I haven't found a beast that is more magical than it."

Ye Lingyue only saw the scores clearly. When the colorful Madonna was furious, the combat power broke out at least twice. It was the power of the five elements of fire in its body.

In the blink of an eye, it drives the power of the five elements of the body.

This kind of divine power can be quickly restored, and the tentacles of the colorful Madonna can be regenerated.

Despite the help of the five elements of the wood, but after the resurrection of the colorful Virgin Mary, the divine power has been greatly weakened, but his hatred value to Ye Lingyue has also reached the highest.

"Well? Maybe summoning the Tianfu can really conquer the colorful Madonna. The old grandfather, I am right?"

Ye Lingyue wants to confuse the hearts of the colorful Madonna, and can't help but think of the summoning charm in his body.

In the consciousness, the candlelight was almost not vomited by the amazing thoughts of Ye Lingyue.

"Taro swindler, you have to look at you, actually played the idea of the colorful Virgin. Hey, I told you ugly, summoning the character is my residence, this seat is not interested in living with the ugly guy."

The candlelight is not good.

For the beast, there is a strong sense of the field, the candle shines as a holy beast, and the past is at least a few city-sized.

Nowadays so guilty, living in a small summoning Tianfu, is already a mold for eight lives, and Ye Lingyue actually wants to add it to it, and what colorful myths come together!

"Glowing the old grandfather, you will not be embarrassed, it is difficult for you to be afraid of the mother beast? You are Geng Geng this year, but don't ever touch the mother beast, are you a male beast?"

Ye Lingyue took advantage of the colorful Madonna has not slowed down, and took the opportunity to bargain with the candlelight.

Ye Lingyue said nothing, but it hit the soft underbelly of the candlelight.

"Wow, you are a swindler, you dare to ridicule this seat. This seat... What a mess of virgin beasts, you seem to be much better than me."

The candle was almost squirting out of the old blood.

It is a sun-blessed sacred beast, and the gods and beasts of the Taiyin are incompatible.

But its attitude of no silver and three hundred places here has exposed everything.

"Oh, the candle is old grandfather, you can rest assured that I will never tell others about your secrets. In fact, you can rest assured that even if I have conquered the colorful Madonna, you don't have to live with it. My consciousness is empty enough. Powerful. You can live in the void of consciousness, practice, and do more with less."

Ye Lingyue is still considered a kind, and proposed a compromise.

For the sake of her consideration of Xiaoyan and Xiaowu, she left them in the Seventh Army. Even the prisoners were ordered to look after the wild animals.

As a result, her helper was suddenly vacant.

Living in the emptiness of Ye Lingyue's consciousness?

After the candlelight turned to think about it, after Ye Lingyue cultivated the mind of God, under the effect of the blessing of God and the power of God, the spiritual consciousness formed was indeed abundant, and it was better than calling the Tianfu.

It's just that the consciousness of the void is crucial for Ye Lingyue. She can let it out and let the candlelight live.

"Look at your sincerity, this seat is difficult to answer, but don't blame me for not reminding you. The blood of your body has not been awakened so far. If it really provokes the colorful Madonna, you may not be it. Opponent."

The candlelight feared that Ye Lingyue was greedy for a while, but instead missed the best time to escape.

"I have a few in my heart."

Ye Lingyue and the candlelight just negotiated properly, and the seeing of the Madonna of the front changed again.

It was slowly swelled again by the 81 tentacles that were burnt by the gray fire.

The tentacles slammed into the air, and the colorful Madonna was shaped like a hill. It was like a shell, and it was in front of Ye Lingyue.

Eighty-one tentacles, staggered, and compiled together, formed a giant net, and went to Ye Lingyue.

When Ye Lingyue wants to escape, it is already too late.

In her hand, a wave of innocent swords swayed out of the sword.

Jianguang was on the tentacles, his tentacles just moved, and Jianguang was shocked back.

Looking at the eighty-one tentacles, I gave birth to a dense barb, approaching Ye Lingyue a little bit.

"She is trapped."

The dead face ghosts and other people saw the colorful Madonna several times, and then see Ye Lingyue in the trap, but also want to go to the rescue, but the colorful Madonna who has already killed the red eyes can make them close.

If the three people attacked, it would still be impossible to help Ye Lingyue get out of trouble.

Only heard a "squeaky" sound, the tentacles like a whip, squatting on the back of Ye Lingyue.

Sharp barbs on the tentacles, stabbed into the back of Ye Lingyue.

Her back was suddenly covered with a blood mark.

The tentacles bite the meat of Ye Lingyue, a tow, and Ye Lingyue was left in the air.

Three or four tentacles stretched straight, just like a javelin, stabbing toward Ye Lingyue's chest and head.

"No evil!"

Ye Lingyue did not dare to neglect, but she saw her suddenly recalling the innocent sword. She saw that she would hold the innocent sword in her hand, and her brow would not wrinkle, and she cut off her own tiger's mouth.

"She is crazy, she has to be self-mutilated."

On the other side, the three great soldiers were forced to retreat several times, and it was difficult to get close.

When they looked up, they saw Ye Lingyue making a move that made everyone scream.

"No, she is not self-mutilating, her blood..."

The face of the ghost face is delicate, and it is abnormal to see Ye Lingyue's move at a glance.

The innocent sword is the evil spirit soldier. When he touches the skin, even if Ye Lingyue practiced the body of the copper-iron bone, he suddenly opened his mouth.

Blood drips and the **** smell spreads.

A drop of snow, like a broken pearl, spilled in the air.

But those blood didn't splash.

They are suspended in midair, a drop, round like a pearl.

In the blue sea of spirits, this drop of red is particularly shocking.

The blood of Ye Lingyue is different from that of ordinary people. Even if the blood is a ghost face and other ghosts, the whole body is creepy.

The slyness of the dead-faced ghost mother, suddenly shrinking, what she saw.

The drops of blood in the air are constantly changing. They suddenly bloom red, just like the red rose in the sun, giving off a deadly enchanting.

The blood condensed into a rope and flew toward the colorful Virgin.

The blood-red rope reveals a strange feeling that cannot be said.