Ye Lingyue thought about it, she could only put it aside for a while.

She must leave the Wenqu Pavilion and return to the Legion before she can plan for a long time.

The only thing that makes Ye Lingyue commendable is that without the apologetic heart, even if it is a fluke, Xiuwei will be greatly discounted.

And now the opponent's alien spirit has been absorbed by herself, and the debate machine can't return to the peak state in her life. She wants to help Xi Jiuye's assassination of Ye Beiming, and she will definitely be interrupted.

After temporarily putting these troubles behind her head, Ye Lingyue's eyes fell on the obelisk again.

In this regard, Ling Yue's eyes changed.

On the obelisk without any writing earlier, lines of ancient writing on the embossed surface were born.

"Moya inscriptions, the original characters of the strange monsters can only be seen by the strange monsters."

After Ye Lingyue obtained the Heart of the Alien, he possessed the unique ability to recognize words.

She stepped forward and figured out the soldiers above.

Looking down, Ye Lingyue's eyes changed.

"This is the tactics of the aliens? Unexpectedly, the aliens' tactics are so extensive and profound."

Ye Lingyue was shocked as she watched.

Ye Lingyue these days, in the Wenqu Pavilion can be regarded as studying a lot of God Realm Soldiers.

These soldier books of the god realm are many generals of the god realm, which have been accumulated over the past tens of thousands of years.

Ye Lingyue summed it up and thought that "Sun Tzu's Art of War" brought back from the modern world by Yun Sheng, the mother-in-law, was the most subtle.

Most of the other God's art of war is similar.

However, this set of different magic arts in front of him is very different, and its viewpoint is very different from the "Sun Tzu Art of War", creating a unique system of military strategists.

Especially in this kind of art of war, a very special combat mode is also recorded, which is called Devil War.

This kind of magic soldier killing is not a magic skill in the traditional sense, but a special method to encourage morale.

As long as the master can learn, he can exert more than ten times the power of the army in a short time.

Ye Lingyue's eyes were gleaming, and she simply sat down and thought about it carefully.

As time passed by, Ye Lingyue was staring like a devil, staring at the Moya inscription, motionless ...

And just a few hours before Ye Lingyue absorbed the magic heart.

When Ye Lingyue used the blood of Xuanyin to completely suppress the diabolical heart of the dialect, it was far away in the palace of God of Wind Valley Divine Emperor in Zhushen Mountain.

On the bed, after being entangled with God of Wind Valley for a night, the debate machine was about to sleep.

But seeing her clothes not covering her body, ambiguous blush floating on her cheeks.

Although it was a lot of love, but the debate machine did not see any fatigue, but it was the original burly wind valley god Emperor, this time it looked a lot of haggard.

All this, the Wind Valley Divine Emperor knew nothing about himself.

The debater's face changed drastically, and he sat up.

"My careful liver, the outside is more exposed, where are you going?"

Wind Valley Divine Emperor was confused, and shouted the dialect.

The Emperor of the Valley of Wind has been dizzy by the fans of the dialect, and in the past few days, he has not seen the courtier for many days.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, the concubine is a little chest tight and wants to go out. Your Majesty does not need to be accompanied, the concubine will come back after a while."

After a few words of reassurance, Fenggu Divine Emperor fell asleep.

The defensive machine glanced at King Fenggu's thin cheeks, a vicious look on his face, and quickly walked out.

The more pain she felt in her heart as she walked.

"Ye Lingyue, how dare you dare to refine my alien heart?"

The debater gritted his teeth.

Although the alien heart is no longer in her hands, she can still feel that someone is trying to refine her alien heart.

She is a mysterious Xuanyin holy bone in her heart, which is different from other monsters. If she has a holy bone or is there, she can be deceased and reborn.

Earlier, her alien heart was taken by Ye Lingyue. She thought that Ye Lingyue must have destroyed her alien heart. Unexpectedly, Ye Lingyue not only did not destroy, but kept it.

What is even more unexpected is that Ye Lingyue also tried to refine her alien heart.

What will happen to the consequences of one's own alien heart once refined, the debate is very clear.

Not only is the cultivation of nearly half of his own, but even his own more inherited memories, and Feng Tianling, the distribution of the power of the different demons is likely to be known by Ye Lingyue.

For the dialect, this is undoubtedly equivalent to betrayed the strange monster, so that many secrets of the strange monster are exposed to Ye Lingyue's sight.

And the heart of the alien is more important to life than the alien.

Once the heart of the alien is completely refined, the dialect is no longer alien.

If this matter is known to other aliens and reported to the alien land, even if the defender succeeds in winning the Fengtianling and controls God Realm, it does not have to be removed from the alien.

Because of this, after feeling that his alien heart was being refined, the debate machine left the palace nervously.

The time was too tight, and she couldn't even return to her dormitory, so she had to find a secluded corner and act slowly.

The dialect tried to resist Ye Lingyue's refining, but because the heart of the alien has been away from her for too long, her magic power now cannot activate the heart of the alien.

She could only feel like a fire was burning in her chest, and the pain was terrible.

At the end, she grunted and fell to her knees.

The heart seemed to be hollowed out, and the face of the dialect was fragrant with sweat, and the whole person was as if it had been taken out of the water.

The heart of the alien is still refined.

The dialect was angry and anxious.

She turned her hands and took out a box from her sleeve, and a fire of spirits jumped out of it.

The fire flashed, and Xi Jiuye's face appeared from inside.

Seeing Xi Jiuye's handsome face, the dialect subconsciously buried his hair, adjusted his clothes, and wanted to say something.

"I didn't say that, if nothing happened, don't contact me."

Xi Jiuye said coldly.

His relationship with the dialect is very sensitive because of Lan Chuchu.

Especially after the debate machine just became the god of Wind Valley Divine Emperor, everything must be careful.

Upon hearing the debate, her complexion changed greatly, and she didn't have a good air.

"A good night, Xi Jiu Ye, do you have a conscience. When you were with me, when you acquired the skill of the God of Wind Valley, did you ever think not to contact me?"

Xi Jiuye's complexion changed, and his expression eased.

"It's a good time to tell you less. It's also for our good. If it's found, it's not good for you and me."

With the help of the dialect, Xi Jiuye did greatly improve his divine power, and the magical use of Xuanyin's daughter was indeed endless.

But this does not mean that Xi Jiuye really likes the dialect.

Xi Jiuye has always been a taboo for the identity of the demon of the dialect.

So after completing the marriage, he immediately left Zhushen Mountain.