Chapter 3872: Big harvest

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Ye Lingyue saw that he was in front of Bufang Xian, not far away, the Emperor also saw this scene.
He was stunned, lest the fire would hurt Ye Lingyue, and he would forcefully withdraw the sword.
"Kid, you are crazy, if you forcibly withdraw the sword, the power of a sword will be counteracted on you, and you will die if you die!"
The candlelight was seen and I was shocked.
"Dragon, don't withdraw the sword!"
Ye Lingyue shook his head at the emperor, and the two eyes looked at each other. Between the electric stone and the fire, the emperor read the meaning of Ye Lingyue's eyes.
"Kid, if you don't withdraw the sword, this woman will die!"
Steps are screaming.
I know Ye Lingyue in front of me, and an upside down gold hook, a reversal of the body.
I saw his eyebrows, and a red flash of light flashed.
In the eyes of Ye Lingyue, there was a touch of firmness.
"I have to look at it. After you have destroyed two gods, you can still live."
During the speech, Ye Lingyue's eyebrows, a thick blood spewed out.
Just between the twinklings, the blood of Xuanyin is in the hands of Ye Lingyue, and it has become a blade.
Ye Lingyue’s eyes were fast, and he held the blood blade in his hand and pointed it at the eyebrows of Stepfang’s eyebrows.
Almost at the same time, behind him, the sky is blowing.
The blood blade in the hands of Ye Lingyue was opened up, and it quickly became a bloodline. As in the case of the evil emperor, the blood line quickly condensed together and turned into a big cockroach.
Bloodyness is formed, and the fire of the sky has been culled.
The celestial celestial celestial being under the bonfire of the sky, issued a scream of screams, the sword is difficult to break the sacred silk, quickly collapsed.
On the other hand, the silkworm cocoon that is condensed by the blood of Xuanyin is intact and stands in the fire.
As soon as the sacred silk was blown, the Yangquan Temple in the Yangquan Temple was also relieved.
He quickly spurred the power of the temple to purify the suffocation of the Black Dragon King.
"Good guy, I just looked down on this girl. I can't think of it. She can actually use the two methods of the Xuan Yin family."
Ye Lingyue’s outing made the emperor happy and surprised the candle.
Earlier, it was a kind of disgusting Ye Lingyue's posture. I didn't expect that when the physical strength was not strong enough and the talent was not amazing enough, this girl could directly escape his own heart by relying on the talent of not falling. hit?
After being destroyed by two gods, this time, there is no way to resurrect.
He died and squinted, and the eye-printing of the eyebrows had already turned into a hole. He couldn’t understand why he would lose to the two protoss.
"While, I finally hid."
After confirming that it was safe, Ye Lingyue thought of a move, into a light, and once again drilled back her eyebrows.
Look at the steps of the fairy and the heavenly spider, are dead.
It is just different from the stepped fairy that has no breath. After the death of the gods, the body is still shining with a ray of light, which seems to contain a lot of divine power.
Ye Lingyue met, and it was a bit of a pain.
It is only by the existence of the star soul beast on the thirty-three days of the heavens, and if it is refining, it should be able to get a lot of treasures.
However, she has already promised the candlelight, and she can only bear the pain and love.
"This guy keeps saying that he is a god, has two gods, but only one star soul beast shelter, it is a waste. It is not because of the of the sky, but because of the soul of the gods The gods, the waste and the liar, actually dared to scream in front of the old man, really looking for a dead end."
The candlelight saw that Fang Xian and Tian Nian Cao Xian were dead and could not help laughing.
Ye Lingyue listened, this only knows that the original step Fang Xian was not even a god.
The reason why he has the perception of the present day is also because of the celestial celestial beings.
It is no wonder that as the of the day, Ye Lingyue feels that the long-term Sun Xueyu he met earlier than the one in front of him, I do not know how much stronger.
"The candle is like the grandfather, are you even more powerful than the day?"
Ye Lingyue tried to find out.
Although Ye Lingyue had been in peace with the candlelight for a while, but the candlelight never talked to Ye Lingyue. The origin of his identity, even the candlelight is the existence of thirty-three days. The month is inferred from its everyday words.
Ye Lingyue is a bit curious about it.
"That is of course, you don't look at it. On the thirty-three days, how many stars and soul beasts can be sealed as the number of heavenly beasts, if there are not six seven... Hey, I said The girl scratches the paper, and you make it bad there. If you want to set the old man, the old man will not be fooled!"
The candlelight said that it was starting to work, and suddenly realized that he had to say that he had missed his mouth and quickly stopped talking.
"Gently, Grandpa, you shouldn't be stingy. If you are on thirty-three days, you will reveal something."
Ye Lingyue pleaded.
"You are cheating on paper, although the talent is not better than your man, but the brain turns to a thief. The old man is almost going to be yours, not the old man does not say, but the thirty-three days have thirty-three days of rules, even It’s the old man who is exiled to the ninety-nine places, and he has to follow the rules. Otherwise, he will be in trouble for thirty or three days. Besides, it’s not good for you to know something too early.

No matter how Ye Lingyue seduce, the candlelight is like a shovel, so I don’t say a word.
Ye Lingyue can't really ask what to say, but can only give up.
Anyway, this time, it is not a loss.
Although she did not get any benefit from the candlelight, fortunately, the emperor got the Famen sword in the candlelight, and he also killed the step Fangxian and regained the Yangquan Temple. How to calculate it, how to make it cost-effective.
After the candle was taken from the sky, I was satisfied and returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.
Emperor is the power of the sword in the aftertaste.
Compared with the emperor's emperor's emperor's nine days, the Famen Swordsman is still better than the Emperor, and the Emperor also won the fire of Scorpio.
"How about the Yangquan Temple Lord, how is the Black Dragon King domesticated?"
Ye Lingyue saw that the Yangquan Temple gradually returned to calm. She raised her hand and took back the Yangquan Temple.
This time, Fang Fangxian finally did a good job. After he demolished the Yangquan Temple, he re-refined it for convenience. Today, the Yangquan Temple is more convenient to carry.
"There is still some fire, but by noon, it should be refining."
Although the voice of the Lord of the Sun Springs is somewhat exhausted, it is very exciting to hear it. It seems that the refining of the Dragon's veins has already become very fast.
Just as Ye Lingyue still asked something, he heard the sound of footsteps not far away.