Chapter 4342: Strongest symbol

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Bing Wang Fu has been firmly in the hands of Ye Lingyue.
Dijingtian's entire face was white, and he really couldn't understand. Bing Wang Fu was effective for anyone, why it was ineffective for Ye Lingyue, and it was strangely lost.
In addition to the end of the day, the sorcerer has a certain deterrent effect on the soldier Wang Fu, and the soldier Wang Fu has almost control over anyone.
This point, even the black elders from the Black Spirit and so on are no exception.
At the beginning, Ye Lingyue was also the power to avoid the squadron Wang Fu, and he would stay outside the ancestral hall.
When Emperor Yunshang was in danger, Ye Lingyue and Emperor had to enter Zongtang.
There is a doomsday in the emperor's body, and the soldier Wang Fu has no effect on it.
When Ye Lingyue was shrouded in glory, he once thought that he would be surrounded by soldiers, but she found that Bingwang had no effect on him.
The specific reason is still in the body and death of Ye Lingyue.
When the life and death encounters the symbol of the soldier Wang Fu, the life and death characters in Ye Lingyue automatically play a role.
The symbol of the soldier Wang Fu suddenly failed.
Although I don’t know why, one thing is certain, there must be conflicts between the symbols.
The deceptive role of Bing Wang Fu was just restrained by the life and death of Ye Lingyue.
In the moment when the soldiers Wang Fu failed, Ye Lingyue did not hesitate and won the soldiers Wang Fu.
Seeing that the soldier Wang Fu fell to the hand of Ye Lingyue.
Emperor Sedum was angry and anxious.
"Dead gimmicks, dare to win my soldiers Wang Fu, the old man wants you to pay a painful price."
After all, he waved his sleeves.
Seeing the sleeves, suddenly there were many black shadows, and those black shadows smashed out and plunged toward Ye Lingyue.
The gust of wind came, and Ye Lingyue felt that the body was sweating upside down, a feeling of coldness, rising from the soles of his feet.
A terrible ghost cries and screams, those black shadows are actually the souls of the war.
Those who are captured in the realm of the gods, they are bleeding in seven holes, and the death is extremely terrifying.
"Almighty soldier Wang Fu, I am your loyal slave, I am willing to offer forty-nine gods to bring the soul, and also to invite the soldiers to the world."
Forty-nine of the gods who were tortured and killed by the torture, Emperor Jingtian used a dozen to commemorate the soul, and after controlling the soul of the soldiers, they also wanted to occupy the king of the war for a long time.
He also knows that to constantly drive the soldiers Wang Fu, you need a lot of sacrifices for the soul.
In the past few years, the emperor family has intentionally invaded the realm of the gods and has repeatedly killed the gods.
The souls of those gods were quietly imprisoned by Dijing.
He intended to use these to refine the spirit of the magic, but now they will throw all the souls out as bait.
After the use of the soldiers Wang Fufang, it was consumed, it was the time of hunger.
It smelled the breath of the soul, just like the hungry beast with a wide appetite. The soldier Wang Fu, who was lying on the palm of Ye Lingyue, vacated and flew toward the soul.
The flash of light flashed and fell on the soul.
Then the screams of the soul, turned into a streamer, into the symbol.
The soldier Wang Fu was treated like a law, and he swallowed up more than twenty souls in one breath. The speed is fast and it makes people scream.
After it has swallowed up a new soul, like a drunkard, the speed has slowed down, but the rune on the plaque has become clearer, and the scarlet blood above it is getting more and more popular.
"Not good! The old dog has domesticated the soldier Wang Fu."
Ye Lingyue was shocked and tried to provoke the power of life and death in the body, but this time, there was no movement in life and death.
Ye Lingyue secretly anxious, if the soldiers Wang Fu is used by Emperor Jingtian, it is undoubtedly difficult to defeat the Emperor Jingtian.
"Black fog, killing the girl."
Emperor Jingtian eyes watched the soldiers Wang Fu gradually controlled by himself, and his heart was overjoyed.
I can think of it earlier, Ye Lingyue did not know what means to use, so that he lost control of the soldiers Wang Fu.
Emperor Jingtian knows that Ye Lingyue must have something weird.
This woman does not remove, it is difficult to protect the soldiers Wang Fu will not fail again.
In addition to her existence, the Emperor will never agree to marry Chang Sun Xueyu.
Emperor Jingtian’s singer Wang Fu is still absorbing the soul, ordering black fog, and killing Ye Lingyue anyway.
The black fog got the order, and the body was blinking, and the blink of an eye had already reached the front of Ye Lingyue.
"dead!"
In the black mist, drink low.
But seeing it, a terrible force exploded.
"Taro, flee, this kid is the existence of the fairyland, you can't stop it."
The emptiness of consciousness in the sea, the candlelight felt the power, the bell was overwhelming, and immediately issued a warning.
After breaking through the void, it is a sin.
And that is not the cultivation of the ninety-nine places, but the existence of thirty-three days.
According to the candlelight earlier, the existence above thirty-three days is not allowed to enter the ninety-nine places.
Even if it happens by chance that the heavens will enter the WTO, it must follow the rules of thirty-three days. After entering the ninety-nine places, you must not use the power of thirty-three days.
Once the rules are broken, it must be for thirty-three days.
Therefore, no matter whether it was a long-term grandson or a dark-necked person, he did not dare to use the power of his life earlier, and at most he used the trick.
This time, the black fog was controlled by Emperor Jingtian with the soldier Wang Fu, lost his nature, and had forgotten the rules of thirty-three days. The use of it is the power of the life.
When the candle is exported, it is too late, and Ye Lingyue wants to dodge, which is almost impossible.
Ye Lingyue felt the back and a strong oppressive force came.
I only heard a loud noise from "嘭".
On the other side, the Emperor and the Emperor’s nine nights were at the same time.
When they looked back, they saw a scene that was not far away and made people feel scared.
The black mist fell and hit a familiar back.
The black mist of the palm, the power of the giant, even the emperor and the nine nights have felt.
The same one, even if it falls on the two, neither of them can eat, let alone, that person is Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue’s mental strength is not bad, but it can be repaired in the flesh. It is not comparable to two people.
"Washing woman!"
"Night Ling!"
The emperor only felt a roar in his mind, and his sword was more prosperous.
Countless swords, such as the wind and the wind, the black elders were forced to retreat a few steps.
Emperor took the opportunity to take off.
In his heart, he blames himself.
He should not enter the Ancestral Hall at all, but he was tired of washing the woman.
If the washing woman has three long and two short, what should he do?
When I realized that I was likely to lose Ye Lingyue, the Emperor only felt that everything was lost, and my heart was empty.
The Emperor, who was not afraid of the day, felt fear for the first time.
Not far away, the black fog has hit the palm of the moon.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Jingtian laughed.
"Dead gimmicks, the old man has long said that people who offend the old man will never have a good end."
But when Dijingtian was proud, his eyes slammed violently, and the front of the black mist flew out and fell to the ground.