Ye Lingyue secretly said when she saw the changes in the colorful Madonna.

"It's worthy of being an ancient creature, and the vitality is really tenacious. It must have a strong five-element force in its body. Unfortunately, this guy is difficult to deal with. If it can be subdued, it will be a big help. At least in God Realm, No more magical beasts have been discovered yet. "

Ye Lingyue only saw the score, and when the colorful Madonna was furious, the combat power exploded at least twice, which was the use of the power of the five elements in its body.

And at the moment of breaking the tentacles, it drives the magical power of the five elements in the body.

This divine power can be quickly restored to regenerate the tentacles of the colorful Madonna.

Despite the help of the five elements of wood, but after the rebirth of the broken corner, the colorful mother has weakened greatly, but his hatred against Ye Lingyue also reached the highest.

"Huh? Maybe Summon Tianfu can really conquer the Virgin Mary. Grandpa Candles, am I right?"

Ye Lingyue wanted to conquer the mind of the colorful Madonna together, and couldn't help thinking of the summoning heaven symbol in his body.

In consciousness, the candlelight was barely spitting blood on Ye Lingyue's amazing thoughts.

"Daughter liar, you are looking forward to Shu, you actually got the idea of ​​the colorful Madonna. Well, my ugly words tell you that summoning Tianfu is my residence, and I am not interested in living with the ugly guy with many corners."

The candlelight didn't have a good airway.

For the gods and beasts, they all have a strong sense of the realm. Candlelight is a holy beast, and the realm of the past is at least several city-sized.

Now I'm so stubborn, living in a small summoning Heavenly Talisman, it's already a must to fight for eight lifetimes, Ping Ye Lingyue actually wants to add to it, what colorful Madonna comes to live together!

"Grandpa candles, grandpa, wouldn't you be embarrassed, would it be that you are afraid of the mother beast? You are Gui Geng this year, but don't ever touch the mother beast, are you a virgin beast?"

Ye Lingyue took advantage of the colorful Madonna before he could relax, and took the opportunity to bargain with the candlestick.

Ye Lingyue said innocently, but it was the soft underbelt that hit the candlelight all at once.

"Wow, you are a liar, you dare to laugh at this seat. This seat ... What a mess of virgin beasts, it seems that you are much better than me."

The candle was almost breathless, and no old blood spewed out.

It is the holy beast of the sun clan, and the god beast of the Taiyin clan is incompatible with each other.

But his attitude of no two hundred and thirty two silver here has exposed everything.

"Oh, Grandpa Candles, you can rest assured, I will never tell others your secrets. In fact, you can rest assured, even if I have conquered the colorful Madonna, you don't need to live with it. My consciousness is empty enough It ’s more powerful. You can live in the void of consciousness, and practice more effectively. "

Ye Lingyue was quite kind and proposed a compromise.

She had kept them in the 7th Legion out of consideration for Xiaoche and Xiaowuya, and even the little prisoner was ordered to look after the wild beasts.

As a result, her helper was vacant.

Living in the emptiness of Ye Lingyue's consciousness?

Zhuzhao turned his thoughts and thought about it. After Ye Lingyue practiced Divine Thoughts, under the effect of Divine Thoughts and Divine Power Blessings, the spiritual power formed in the emptiness of consciousness was indeed abundant, which was better than summoning Tian Fu Nei.

It's just that the emptiness of consciousness is the most important thing for Ye Lingyue, she can actually let it out and let Candlelight live.

"For your sincerity, this seat has made it difficult for me to agree, but I don't blame one thing I didn't remind you. The blood of the lunar body in your body has not awakened so far. If it really provokes the colorful Madonna, you may not be it Opponent. "

Zhu Zhaozhao feared that Ye Lingyue was greedy at one moment, but missed the best time to escape.

"I know."

Ye Lingyue and Zhuozhao had just discussed properly, and they saw that the Xuanyin Mother in front had changed again.

Its eighty-one tentacles burned by gray fire slowly grew out again.

With a tentacle, it burst out, and the body of the colorful Madonna, shaped like a hill, was like a shell, and immediately reached Ye Lingyue.

Eighty-one tentacles, criss-cross and crisscross, weave together, forming a giant net, heading towards Ye Lingyue cage.

It was too late when Ye Lingyue wanted to escape.

With a wave of her hand, Wuxie sword spewed out pieces of sword light.

Jianguang cut the tentacles, the tentacles just moved, and Jianguang was back-shocked.

Looking at the eighty-one antennae, dense barbs emerged, approaching Ye Lingyue a little bit.

"She was trapped."

The dry-faced ghost mother and others saw the colorful Madonna several times to show their power, and then looked at Ye Lingyue's being stuck in the jaws, and wanted to step forward to rescue, but where the colorful Madonna who had already killed her red eyes could bring them close.

No matter how the three attacked, Ye Lingyue was still unable to help him out of trouble.

He only heard a "slap", his tentacles were like a whip, and he threw it on Ye Lingyue's back.

The sharp barbs on the tentacles penetrated Ye Lingyue's back.

There was a blood stain on her back.

The tentacles bitten Ye Lingyue's flesh, a tow, Ye Lingyue was thrown into the air.

Three or four tentacles were stretched straight, like a javelin, puncturing Ye Lingyue's chest and head.

"No evil!"

Ye Lingyue did not dare to neglect, but she suddenly recalled Wuxie Sword. She saw that she held Wuxie Sword back in her hand, without frowning, and cut her tiger's mouth with a knife.

"She's crazy, she wants to hurt herself."

On that side, the three soldiers were forced to retreat several times, making it difficult to get close.

They looked up and saw Ye Lingyue made a move that made everyone speechless.

"No, she is not self-harming, her blood ..."

The dry-faced ghost mother's thoughts are delicate, and at first glance it becomes Ye Lingyue's move is very abnormal.

Wuxie Jian is an evil spirit soldier. When he touched his skin, even Ye Lingyue had trained the flesh of the copper skin and iron bones, and he suddenly opened his mouth.

The blood was dripping, and the bloody smell spread.

A drop of snow, like a pearl with a broken thread, sprinkled in the air.

But the blood did not splash.

They are suspended in the air, drop by drop, rounded like pearls.

In the glorious blue spirit sea, this drop of red is especially shocking.

Ye Lingyue's blood is different from ordinary people's blood. Even if the blood looks like a battered ghost mother and others looking at it from a distance, it feels creepy all over.

The pupil of the dry-faced ghost mother shrank suddenly, what she saw.

The drops of blood in the air are constantly changing, and they suddenly have a red light, just like the red rose blooming in the sun, emitting a fatal enchantment.

The blood droplets condensed into a rope and flew towards the colorful Madonna waste.

The blood-red rope showed an unspeakable strangeness.