Chapter 3422: Test or confrontation

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The power of tens of thousands of soldiers can't break through, and its power can be imagined.
If you change to an ordinary person, you must be timid at this time, only to sit still.
But Ye Lingyue is different. She was surrounded by flowers and vines. She had an instant panic, and she immediately recognized the situation.
Obviously, this piece of flowers is the test that the Ghost King gave her.
If there is no way to break through, what reshapes the Eucharist, fear is impossible.
Pain, almost drowned Ye Lingyue's knowledge.
Fortunately, she experienced two thousand years ago, and her endurance is much higher than that of ordinary people.
The movement of the gods, the innocent sword and a large number of Shura swords suddenly appeared.
The sword is swaying and smashing into the sea of ​​flowers.
Where the sharp sword gas went, the other side of the flower was torn into several segments, and the flower vine was broken into several pieces, which stood on the ground and showed a lot of green mucus from the flower vine.
Ye Lingyue’s limbs also temporarily restored their freedom. She turned a breast swallow and the man had broken the flowers.
I know the next moment, the vines of the broken flower vines, miraculously appeared a golden text of beans.
Those words, under closer look, are quite similar to the Sanskrit scriptures that Ye Lingyue saw earlier.
Under the action of the golden characters, the other side of the flower vine that has been broken has once again condensed together. The vines, which were originally only the thickness of the thumb, have become the wrist thickness after a secondary coagulation. The red and green stripes of the strip.
This piece of ten-flowered sea is a special kind of spirituality in the underworld, and the other shore grows.
This kind of other flower, this is a high-level spiritual plant, the power is extraordinary.
When the Nether Ghost King established the Netherland, he deliberately brought it to the Netherland from the Underworld. In the Netherland, he was irrigated with the flesh and blood of the gods and soldiers, and then built a small life and death cycle in the middle of the flower sea.
The cycle of life and death is rotated every day, every month, every week.
Every time you turn it, you will absorb some of the power of heaven and earth, which is what Buddha said.
This Buddha power has caused this piece of flower to mutate.
At the same time, they are the cruelest flowers in the world. They are raw and flesh-blooded, and at the same time they are the flowers of compassion. They can accommodate the unresolved souls of the dead, and let the souls of the small life and death cycle absorb the power of heaven and earth.
This also allowed Bianhua to have a part of Buddhism. Ye Lingyue was facing the Shilihuahai at this time. It was as if he was facing a Buddhist monk who was a good person.
The newly-created flower vines carry some of the Buddha's power and are even more powerful.
Dozens of green "big cockroaches" volleyed, and when Ye Lingyue realized it, he quickly manipulated the evil spirits to defend the enemy.
The innocent sword lingered on the other side of the flower vine, but on the flower vine, only a small hole appeared.
The golden Sanskrit on the flower vine flashed, and the mouth was quickly repaired.
Ye Lingyue did not dare to care about it. In his hand, he had several more characters.
Only heard a few bangs, ten miles in the sea, vacated a number of fireballs, but the flame did not last long, it was quickly swallowed by the other shore.
This piece of flower sea, which has both magic and Buddha power, is hard to get into the knife and fire.
Seeing that even the sky is difficult to clean up this flower, Ye Lingyue’s pupil suddenly slammed, and his mouth snorted.
"Hell, what the monster is!"
I only heard a bang, and behind him, a few of the other flowers and vines were extremely accurate, piercing Ye Lingyue’s hands and feet and chest.
Suddenly, a smell filled, Ye Lingyue's body was stabbed to death in the flower sea.
A large number of flower vines, climbing up and down, they circled around a circle, and Ye Lingyue's body was like a silkworm cocoon, and it was firmly trapped.
Blood, dyed the clothes of Ye Lingyue, and dyed the flowers on the other side of the red.
Blood, precious and precious blood of the ancient Taiyin.
When the blood in Ye Lingyue's body is scattered in the sea of ​​Shilihua, the flowers on the other side are as crazy as half.
They are used madly in the direction of Ye Lingyue.
Every drop of blood is the most scarce fertilizer for them.
A sweet taste, mixed with floral notes.
Xiaosheng died next to the plate, Xiaoyan saw Ye Lingyue was injured by the other side of the flower vine, was shocked.
It has to spurt its feet and wants to step up reinforcements.
"Slow."
One hand came out of the air and buckled the body of Xiao Yan.
I saw the night norther standing in front of Xiaoyan’s body, deep eyes, and looked at the flowers on the other side.
"Why don't you let me help the boss, the boss is dying!"
Xiao Yan has a red eyes.
In a few days, he has lost the little black scorpion, he can no longer lose the boss.
"That is the month's own choice."
After the night of Beibei and Ghost Wang, they couldn’t help but sneak in the cold and could only find an excuse to sneak out.
When he came, he saw Ye Lingyue bathing in the blood and falling into the flowers.
At that moment, he was heartbroken and almost difficult to control.
The words that the ghost king had said earlier, let the night north control the emotions in time.
Ye Lingyue is the host of Feng Tianling, and the heavens are changing.
She is a destined person and she has to shoulder her duties.
"but……"
In Xiao Yan’s eyes, tears could not help but turn around.
The boss has had a lot of blood, and he is worried that the boss can't hold it.
The night Beibei buckled the hand of Xiaoyan, and also shivered slightly. This man who had never been afraid of life and death, at this time, when he saw his daughter suffer, he could not help but be afraid.
After Ye Lingyue was trapped by the other shore flowers, he passed a long gel.
From dawn to darkness, she was trapped by the flower vines and could not move.
In the other side of the flower, Ye Lingyue was overwhelmed by the pain of a burst of trouble.
This flower makes her difficult to play, whether it is or Buddha.
It is worthy of the mutated magic flower that absorbed the Buddha's power. In this way, she only has to ask for mercy... A hot liquid dripped on the lips of Ye Lingyue.
With astringency, it is not sweat, but your own blood.
blood!
Ye Lingyue’s eyes are bright and bright, except for Buddha and God, she still has blood!
The blood of the sun in her body is the best weapon.
Thought of this, Ye Lingyue suddenly bite his tongue, hehe, a blood arrow, pierced the flower vine on his face.
At the same time, Ye Lingyue removed the body defense of the Buddha's body, letting the barbs on the flower vines pierce her skin, pierce her viscera, and more and more laugh too yin, like the tide, from Ye Lingyue’s body flowed out.
Those bloods of the sun are constantly absorbed by the greedy other flowers.
The battle has turned and the eyes have passed, and the time has passed three days and three nights.
"The boss has been trapped inside for three days and three nights, the boss will not have an accident?"
For the past three days, it was not a torment for the night north and the small dragonfly who stayed at the flower sea.