The dialect witnessed this scene, and his face was distorted, almost not mad at Ye Lingyue.

Not to mention the other, just talking about cunning, Ye Lingyue is definitely the most cunning among the women she has ever seen.

Not only cunning, but also mean.

The dialect really doubts how people like Ye Lingyue have condensed into the seal of God.

The general Protoss, even if they are good at tactical strategies, are mostly fair and upright, and they play cards reasonably.

But Ye Lingyue is different. Her approach is enough for hooligans and bandits. As long as she can defeat the enemy, she can do everything she can.

Officially because of Ye Lingyue's unreasonable temperament, the debate machine had a headache when he met Ye Lingyue.

It can't fully understand Ye Lingyue's way.

Ye Lingyue shouted and signaled the people around him to retreat immediately.

At this time, the Divine Weapon had absorbed a large amount of the magical soldier's power, and it was so murderous that it flew towards Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue watched that the demon soldiers in the field had been slain by seven, seven, eight, eight, and then looked at the bloody Divine Soldier Rune.

She drives the signs of life and death in her body.

But at her feet, a gossip-shaped rune flashed.

The power of the Life and Death Rune engulfed the Divine Soldier Rune in a flash.

But just after Ye Lingyue recovered the magic weapon, her eyelids jumped.

Looking back subconsciously, I saw Tie Qing's face.

The palm wind roared, chopping towards Ye Lingyue's chest.

Ye Lingyue dare to underestimate the enemy, driving Shennian, Shennian was in the air, and collided with the palm wind, two very different forces, one collision, set off an amazing hurricane, the two stormed back Dozens of steps back.

Before the debate was settled, I felt a flower in sight.

An ice and fire double symbol, like a god general, slammed on it.

The two signs of ice and fire, one ice and one fire, the flame and frost instantly covered the body of the dialect.

The power of the ten heavenly charms should not be underestimated.

The body of the dialect exploded directly.

Even if the debate was dead, Ye Lingyue's body, besides the Divine Weapon Rune, had other Heaven Rune.

As soon as the corpse of the dialect exploded, the corpses of the dead and stiff demon soldiers in the mountain stream also exploded.

These demon soldiers are all puppet demon soldiers who are controlled by alien hearts.

Ye Lingyue was slightly relieved to see the dialect fall before him.

She was about to recall Wuxie Sword, leaving the right and wrong of Shanjian.

But at this moment, in the consciousness in the body, candlelight exclaimed.

"Girl, be careful!"

Ye Lingyue only felt that his eyes were black, and there was a very heavy bloody air coming from his face.

She blocked it with her hand, and the shadow had hit her face.

On the chin and cheeks, there was a sudden pain, and there seemed to be many nails that plunged into her face.

The body of the dialect was destroyed, but where is its body.

It was injured by the double sign of ice and fire, but it only hurt the fur.

The mask covering the demon's face was not damaged at all.

It took advantage of Ye Lingyue's lack of preparedness to rush forward.

The mask saw blood and flesh like maggots of tarsal bones, which were rooted in Ye Lingyue's face.

Ye Lingyue tried to tear the mask off by hand, but the mask was like a shit plaster, and it was useless to pull it.

"Cough, Ye Lingyue, you didn't expect it. You can't kill me with the ten heavenly symbols. Your flesh, nothing else, only a face that attracts people's souls. Is that the northern god, Will be obsessed with you. "

The dialect is waiting for the opportunity to absorb the blood from Ye Lingyue.

It is the body of the mask. Every time a flesh is obtained, it will not be used for long, and the nutrients of that flesh will be completely absorbed.

When Ye Lingyue appeared, it happened to happen that it had already absorbed the blood from the old host.

Ye Lingyue ruined its flesh at this time, all of them were the hearts of Zhenghe dialect.

Ye Lingyue only felt the skin on her face, a little bit glued to the mask.

It was her face first, then her body, but in the end I was afraid that even her consciousness and soul could not control herself.

Ye Lingyue secretly panicked, and the mask had a lot of tentacles on her clean face.

Those tentacles tried to penetrate Ye Lingyue's face. There were several wounds on the cheeks, and blood oozed out.

The taste of blood gas continues to diffuse in the air.

The blood was left on Ye Lingyue's cheek, and it didn't drip to the ground.

When Ye Lingyue struggled, there was a scene in her head, somehow.

That was the scene she saw when she inexplicably entered the Mother Temple of the Earth in Taiyinding.

Zeng Miaomiao When Taiyin Ding accepted the baptism, the Taiyin saint used her own blood and turned into an invincible warrior.

Also with the blood of Xuanyin, if she can, why can't she.

All of a sudden, Ye Lingyue only felt that there was something in his mind, and there was something like it, which was closed for a long time, and was opened at once.

In the mind, a spell of the Taiyin Saint girl awakening Zeng Miaomiao's bloodline clearly appeared in Ye Lingyue's mind.

Under the mask, Ye Lingyue's pair of black eyes suddenly lit up.

In her mouth, she groaned a few times, and no one ever taught her mantras, but she was like she was born.

Along with the singing of the spell, Ye Lingyue's body, in the blood vessel, that part of the blood vein belonging to the Taiyin tribe was activated a little bit.

There was more and more blood on the cheeks, only a few drops at first, but later, it was like a stream.

"Ok?"

The mask debater also realized something.

The bloody taste is really too thick, so that the dialect cannot ignore the existence of the blood.

"This smell? Is it impossible, how could God Realm have a daughter of Xuanyin, and still such a high concentration of Xuanyin's daughter?"

The dialect was suddenly aware of something.

For the strange demons, the most terrifying thing is not the existence of the Four Great Divine Emperors, but the women of the Taiyin clan with pure blood.

The blood of the Taiyin tribe can draw seals, enough to seal the magic on them.

"Xuanyin's blood? You are actually a person from the Taiyin tribe, your bloodline ... how could you awaken yourself?"

Obviously, Ye Lingyue's bloodline has not been awakened, otherwise the debate will have been discovered.

Her bloodline awakened spontaneously at the most dangerous moment.

This is incredible for the Taiyin people.

A large amount of blood, in a moment of hesitation, seemed to go crazy towards the mask.

Blood was watery.

It looks the softest, but the toughest.

They were permeable, and the mask covering Ye Lingyue's face exploded directly before the debate time was too late.

"Do not!"

The scream of the dialect, echoed in the mountain stream as the mask exploded.

At the moment when the mask was destroyed, the blood pouring out of Ye Lingyue miraculously returned to Ye Lingyue.