Chapter 2993: Life festival

Remember [EbookFREE.me] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!
A clear phoenix humming, Ye Lingyue changed and fell from the air.
The dry tripod in the palm of the hand, come out.
The aura of heaven and earth overflowing from the eclipse was completely recovered from Ding.
Ye Lingyue went to the gray ash and looked for it. From there, he found a piece of ding that burned into black.
"The ninth Ding film has finally arrived."
Ding tablets were burnt by the gray fire, and the body of Ding was still slightly hot, burning the palm of Ye Lingyue.
Using the Suzaku beast to defeat Hong Mengzi, all this is like a dream.
From the Ding Ding, to the Ding film of the complete set, Ye Lingyue spent several years, the hardships in the middle can be imagined.
The collection of Jiuding tablets means that she can refine Jiuzhou Ding, and she can finally break through and become a real party.
Ye Lingyue took a deep breath.
"Ding Ling, then."
With a hand raised, the ninth piece of ding volley flew out and flew toward the dry tripod.
Suddenly, Ye Lingyue’s eyebrows jumped out and blurted out.
"Ding Ling, be careful!"
A figure suddenly appeared.
Luo Yan Fang Xian grabbed the Ding film, the hands of Qi Bisheng umbrella hit, a green lightning, hit the dry tripod.
Ye Lingyue has five fingers together, and there is one more ice and fire in his hand.
The symbolic flashes out, the symbolic one comes out, the ice and fire are two heavy, and the numerous frosty air condenses into an ice ridge.
One of the ten great characters, the ice and fire two-fold symbol, even if Luo Yan Fang Xian met, did not dare to take a nap.
Her feet whirl, the umbrella, suddenly condensed into a piece of frost, the skyfire slammed on the umbrella, despite the holy umbrella, can be a hot and cold feeling, spread up.
Luo Yan Fang Xian was forced to retreat a few steps, barely stood firm.
Her eyes swept over the sacred umbrella and snorted.
"You dare, you dare to kill him!"
Luo Yan Fang Xian clenched the ninth piece in his hand.
Her eyes were slightly convex, her foreheads were blue, and her voice was very hoarse. It looked like she was more than a decade old.
She witnessed Hong Mengzi refining into a dream tower, and also saw the power of the dream tower.
I thought that relying on the dream tower, Hong Mengzi will be safe in Fang Xianmeng.
I did not expect that Ye Lingyue could break through the dream tower.
Ye Lingyue was alert and looked at Luo Yanfang.
Her power of mind can sharply capture the emotional changes of Luo Yan Fang Xian.
Luo Yan Fang Xian's breath at this time is very disordered, the whole person is in a state of madness.
Hongmeng Fangxian and Yushou’s poisonous lord never quit, breaking the dream of Luo Yan Fang Xian for many years.
The "Hong Mengzi" who accompanied her for hundreds of years became her last hope.
As long as Hong Mengzi is still there, her sweet dreams can still be supported.
But she returned to Fang Xianmeng, but she saw the scene of Ye Lingyue killing Hong Mengzi.
"He is not a man of nothing at all. It is just a piece of ding. There is no feelings, no flesh and blood, everything is just a lie. Luo Yan Fang Xian, you should wake up."
Ye Lingyue's eyes are cold and flashing, and there is no evil sword in his hand.
"No, he is Hong Mengzi, my Hongmeng. Hongmen, who belongs to me alone, no one can take him away, you can't, the jade hand can't be a monk."
Luo Yan Fang Xian looked at the Ding film, her eyes with soft color, infatuated gazing at the Ding film, as if it was his closest lover.
She put the ding film on her face, and the cold ding film made her tremble.
Ding tablets have already burnt black, and there is no breath of Hongmeng above, no heartbeat, and no body temperature.
嘭--
There is something in the brain that suddenly collapses.
The Ding film fell on the ground and stirred up the dust.
"You killed Hong Mengzi, you killed him."
Luo Yan Fang Xianyan scatter, suddenly violently up.
Sui Fangfang is dead. In this world, no one can restore the ninth piece to Hongmeng.
Ye Lingyue looked at Luo Yanfang, who was on the verge of collapse. Although she felt that she was very sad, she did not have a bit of compassion.
"I will kill you!"
In the eyes of Luo Yan Fang Xian, the color of madness intensified, and she roared Ye Lingyue.
It is her fault, she should have killed Ye Lingyue.
This woman is more abhorrent than Jade Hand.
She was miserable with Luo Yin, and now she has also killed Hong Mengzi.
From Luo Yan Fang Xian, there was a terrible mental power that was like a flood.
In her hand, the holy light on the umbrella of Qi Bi is suddenly appearing, and a green light bursts from the umbrella surface!
Wherever the green light came, it gave birth to a terrible gas of death, the gas of death, and it was drilled into the body of Luo Yanfang.
Unlike the other people in the Eight Dynasties Fangxian, Luo Yan Fang Xian is a teacher.
She used the artifact to compete in the Eight Great Ding Ding Fang Xian, the hand in the hands of the sacred umbrella is its sacred device.
It was only when the refining of the sacred umbrella of the sacred sacred umbrella, the strength of Luo Yan Fang Xian did not reach the ranks of the eight major squares. Although it was finally helped by the help of the sacred sage, the sacred umbrella was still only the sacred artifact.
When she was confronted with Hongmen Fangxian earlier, she ignored the safety of her lover and did not use all her spiritual power. But now both Hongmeng Fangxian and Hongmeng both leave her, endless despair, and her whole soul is distorted.
The spirit of life in the body is turned into the gas of death.
On the holy umbrella of the café, a cluster of green fires ignited, and the sacred umbrella changed rapidly in the flame.
The original green light is turned into black light, and the umbrella is transformed into the white bone.
Luo Yan Fang Xian in the twelfth needle of the ghost door of the jade hand poison, red powder and bones, like a decade, the vitality of her body will continue to burn like a candle.
She knew that she couldn't live for a long time. She simply used the practice of Fang Xian's cultivation, which is the most evasive method of cultivation.
With the power of his own life, he sacrificed the demon and refined the sanctification.
"Not good! This woman is crazy, she is using the power of life in the body, using the method of the sacrifice of life, refining the sacristy."
In the consciousness of Ye Lingyue, the candle illuminates the police.
The sound of the candlelight is falling, and the light of the holy demon of the black umbrella of the sacred umbrella is emerging.
Luo Yan Fang Xian also changed the appearance.
Her hair was like a hay, her inch was yellow, and her robes were covered with wrinkles, and her eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.
I only heard that she had sent out a smile, and stepped forward, and her body was several times faster than before.
Luo Yan Fang Xian holds the palm umbrella and the face is distorted.
In her hands, the sacred umbrella that has been promoted to the true holy artifact, hit the Ye Lingyue's Tianling cover.
"Hey!"
The dry tripping came to the fore, and the life was blocked by Ye Lingyue.
When the Ding was hit, Ye Lingyue only felt that the spirit of the body was shocked, and the eyes were staring at Venus, and the blood in the body was over.
Oops, in addition to the power of the Holy Spirit, the Holy Artifact can also attack the spirit!
Ye Lingyue’s face sank a bit.