This secret is not even clear to Chang Sun.

Mrs. Sun only recognized this after dripping blood to recognize the Lord.

"Anyway, you are going to die, I will let you know it. Because of this mouth, the thought power of every destiny patriarch is merged. Every ray of thought power is a word."

Mrs. Sun sneered.

Ye Lingyue was shocked.

Looking at the text on Qingzhou Ding, it is indeed a different atmosphere.

The destiny teacher is almost extinct after ten thousand years.

But this mouth trip, but retain their mind.

Even if there is only one strand, so many strands are very powerful.

"And all of these thoughts can be used by the people who hold Ding."

Mrs. Grandson raised her hand, and the destiny and thoughts on it all flew out and flew towards her.

Seeing those destiny thoughts, all penetrated into her eyebrows.

"Thank you for bringing the eight-port Ding, and from now on, Destiny Ding will belong to me completely."

Mrs. Sun's eyes changed.

But she saw a terrible breath that was not angry and powerful.

Her thoughts, in an instant, enveloped the entire hall.

Ye Lingyue felt that her soul, combined with Tianying's soul, could not move.

In front of him, all eight Dings also lost control.

At the next moment, the eight-port Ding, accompanied by Ye Lingyue's soul, was absorbed by Qingzhou Ding.

Qingzhou Ding, fell into the hands of Mrs. Changsun.

With a loud sound, in her palms, the fire of thoughts ignited.

"For thousands of years, I finally waited for this day, the destiny of the world reappeared, and with it, my Xueying will still be able to survive, and my elder grandson's family also regards thousands of generations as the absolute thirty-three days. The strong."

Mrs. Sun's laughter was very harsh.

In Qingzhou Ding, Ye Lingyue's soul and Bakouding were trapped together.

Nian Lihuo was roasting outside Ding.

Ding Nei, Ye Lingyue's soul soon felt that the soul would be roasted and melted.

There was ecstasy on Mrs. Sun's face.

Bang Bang Bang

Seeing the inside of the tripod, there was a crackling sound.

That was the eight-ported tripod, which burst after being unable to withstand the terrible temperature of Nian Lihuo.

Ye Lingyue's soul also became a little vague.

It won't take long for Ye Lingyue's soul to be completely refined.

"Madam, there is a group of people outside."

Outside the hall, I heard the voice of the elder grandson.

"It's not that you shouldn't bother me, before I dispose of Ayue."

Mrs. Sun said displeasedly.

To control Qingzhou Ding, she must be absolutely attentive.

Slightly distracted, the mentality of Qingzhou Dingwai was short.

"Madam, someone came in from outside, it's not easy to deal with."

The voice of the elder grandson has an anxious meaning.

No one has entered the Changsun family without permission.

But this group of people appeared suddenly.

What made the grandson and grandpa secretly bitterly was that the strange stone cat was gone.

"waste."

Madam Changsun scolded.

She looked at Qingzhou Ding again.

Above the Qingzhou tripod, smoke was smoky.

At this time, the color of the smoke also changed.

The smoke, colorful, is the color of the earlier mouthful.

That's a sign that Bakouding has been refined and recombined with Qingzhou Ding.

Inside Ding, Ye Lingyue's soul breath is getting weaker and weaker.

But that breath still exists.

The soul of the wild kind can't see that it is quite strong.

Mrs. Sun swears secretly.

"Madam is not good, one of them is the King Qilin King, I am not his opponent."

The voice of the elder grandson has revealed confusion.

King Jinlin?

Mrs. Sun's face could not help changing.

Murong Lao Fangxian didn't say that, several hall gods had already surrendered to Hongyuetian, how come a golden unicorn king again.

She glanced at Qingzhou Ding again.

After thinking for a while, she divided Nian Lihuo into two.

A part of it remains, burning continuously under the Qingzhou tripod.

The other part was put away.

Regardless of whether the other party is King Jin Qilin or other temple gods, they can only be turned to ashes when they encounter the Nian Li Fire.

Madam Changsun passed away, and flew towards the outside of the hall.

The Qingzhou Ding fell to the ground.

Dinghuo still burned under Dinghuo.

Suddenly saw two dark shadows coming.

One of them is a little squeak, and the other is a witch **** who has gone back and forth.

"Where is the boss?"

Xiao Chi is very excited.

"In that tripod, hey, fortunately it hasn't been refined yet."

The witch **** still felt terrified when he saw the fire of thought.

That Ye Lingyue was also a lunatic, and actually thought of such a crazy idea.

If there is no way to persist until the reinforcements arrive, she will be refined into slag.

It turned out that the escape of the Wu God, or the exchange of hostages between Ye Lingyue and Mrs. Sun, was a game set by her and the Wu God.

Whether it is a witch **** or Ye Lingyue, it is not clear about the true strength of Mrs. Changsun.

Witch God was locked in Qingzhou Ding, but it was to test the strength of Mrs. Sun and Qingzhou Ding, and then it was Ye Lingyue's initiative to enter the urn.

But the witch **** didn't expect that the power of Qingzhou Ding could be stronger.

Even if only half of Ye Lingyue's right mind fire is right, it is much stronger than the one he had encountered earlier.

Fortunately, after the escape of the Wujin, he quickly encountered reinforcements, that is, the father and son of Xiao Che and the solitary people.

At this time, Ye Beiming, with Jin Qilin Wang and others, was killing the enemy outside.

The grandsons of the grandson's family, this time, had bad luck.

"Boss, I will save you!"

Xiao Xiaoyo took a look at Qingzhou Ding, the spirit of his boss was very weak, very anxious, and wanted to go to Ding Chong.

But as soon as he approached the Qingzhou Ding, Nian Lihuo fought back.

The scorching tongue quickly scorched a small chunk of fur.

He had to jump away and turn into a human form.

"This fire is so powerful that even my body of ghosts and animals can be burned."

Xiao creaked her head anxiously.

"She didn't let you die, let go of Ye Lingyue's flesh on your back."

The witch **** had eaten the pain of Nian Lihuo, and looked at it.

Xiao Che hesitated.

"You don't want to..."

"Not what I want, but your boss asked to do this. She needs this flesh, otherwise, no one but Mrs. Changsun can control this Qingzhou tripod."

The witch **** said in a deep voice.

"But this idea is so powerful, the boss's soul is very weak, and we can't contact her."

Xiao Chi is very anxious.

The fire of thought is very strong, and Qingzhou Ding completely isolates the communication between inside and outside.

At this time, the last body of the boss was also thrown into the Qingzhou tripod. In case of failure, wouldn't the boss be...

"People outside, can't delay for long, we won't do it again, everyone will have to be burned to death by these thoughts."

The witch urged.