A wisp of soul, like cocooning and peeling silk, drifted out of the body of Nian Xiaoxie and was swallowed by the king of Senluo ghost fruit.

The situation reversed abruptly.

At the moment of the young evil body's death, in the welcome hall, everyone's silence.

The master of the city of Vientiane looks gray. When he wants to stop it, nianxiaoxie is dead and can't die any more.

How?

The magic power of Mori vine was obviously suppressed by Luoshu mountain and river map. According to reason, the king of Senluo ghost fruit should be in a deep sleep stage. How could it break out without any reason and devour the soul of Nian Xiaoxie cruelly.

If you are seriously injured, you can be cured, but your soul is swallowed up. How to save it?

Things are beyond the expectation of the city Lord of Vientiane. There is no way to go on this competition.

When he was conscious, he wanted to take back the map of Luoshu mountain and river, and let Ling Yue come out first.

However, in the painting, Morimoto is another shock, a shock wave is transmitted from the painting.

In a flash, there was a buzz in the whole reception hall. The potted tables and chairs were smashed on the floor, like those of Tang Tianqi, who were weak in cultivation. But they were held by others and didn't fall to the ground.

"What's the matter with the city Lord?"

They also came back to God, regardless of the identity of the city master of Vientiane.

"This It seems that there are some problems in Luoshu mountain and river map. "

The mayor of Vientiane is also depressed.

Xi Jiuye, on the other side, was staring at the painting.

The reason for the sudden riot of Senluo Guiguo king was that no one knew better than him.

Xi nine night that night, in order to save ye Lingyue, used part of the divine power.

That power destroyed a small part of the seal on Luoshu mountain and river, which made the strength of Senluo ghost fruit suddenly burst out.

"Can a situation explain everything? Let her out

He cried angrily, and his eyes were full of blood. If it had not been for the death of Tang Tiansong, he would have rushed forward to fight with the city master of Vientiane.

"I'd like to let it go, but as you can see, the river map of Luoshu mountain doesn't listen to control. If captain Ye wants to come out, she can only rely on her own strength. "

The master of Vientiane has no good way.

"Captain ye, you may have heard what I said?"

The voice of the Lord of Vientiane is transmitted into the painting through the map of Luoshu mountain and river.

"Lord, I have heard all your words. You should not be rude to the city Lord. When I get the cane, I'll find a way out

Ye Lingyue also noticed that just now, when the king of Senluo ghost fruit killed Nian Xiaoxie, his momentum was obviously enhanced.

Ye Lingyue's words show a certain firmness, which makes the sentiment of Qingqing and Tang Tiansong slow down.

But the two people think again, no, it's time for ye Lingyue to capture the rattan.

Do you mean to continue the competition?

Her voice fell and she dived.

What on earth did they want her to do.

See her five fingers together, pick flowers broken jade hand has already started, see a group of red, in an instant fell to the hands of Ye Lingyue.

See ye Lingyue hand is what thing, Tang Tianqi exclaimed.

It turned out that after nianxiaoxie's soul was engulfed by the king of Senluo ghost fruit, his original life fire, red scorpion fire, immediately returned to the form of fire and fell to the ground.

And ye Lingyue's goal is the red scorpion fire.

The red scorpion fire, which Tang Tianqi felt terrible even when she touched it, was actually caught by Ye Lingyue.

How dare the woman to catch her own fire with her hands.

The crowd gasped.

Hong Mingyue watched in the dark, revealing some expectation.

At the thought that he had been harmed by Ye Lingyue earlier, even his body was not protected. Hong Mingyue's heart gave birth to a kind of morbid desire.

It's better to let the red scorpion burn the woman to death. It's better to burn her skin to pieces and not to be human.

But hongmingyue's breath, suddenly a suffocation.

What!

Ye Lingyue's hand did not burn into coke, on the contrary, when she caught the red scorpion, her fingers did not even have a trace of burn.

Take a close look, ye Lingyue's palm, a group of glowing ash like beating.

It turned out that she used her own life fire to wrap up the red scorpion fire, so that the red scorpion fire could not hurt her.

Cut, the worst white fire, actually want to fight against the mutation of the red scorpion fire, this woman is not only stupid, but also beyond their ability.

Tang Tianqi and Jin sanshao are all gloating and waiting for ye Lingyue to eat his own fruit.

He held his breath nervously.

Xi Jiuye, however, gazed at ye Lingyue's hand, as if, through ye Lingyue's hand, he saw something.

It has absorbed the spirit of monsters.That's a good thing.

Ye Lingyue's hands, holding that hot potato like red scorpion fire, eyes, flashing hot thirst cut light.

It was rare that she could see the strange fire.

Behind your ears, you can hear the sound of Kara.

That's Mori vine gnawing at Nian Xiaoxie's body.

Last name read, your fire, I fell in love with.

As early as when Nian Xiaoxie offered a sacrifice to the red scorpion fire, ye Lingyue had a heart on the red scorpion fire.

She got the method of swallowing all kinds of fire from the dragon family.

However, in the mainland of Qingzhou, Baihuo was too rare. She only devoured four kinds of fire, such as the dark fire, the glass ghost fire and the Ziyan fire spirit. With her own ash fire, there was a big difference between the number of hundred fires.

Although the red scorpion fire of reading Xiaoxie is not a natural fire, it is better than a variant fire, which can barely fall into the eye of Ye Lingyue.

Therefore, at the first sight, ye Lingyue has been thinking about it.

It is her plan in advance to challenge nianxiaoxie and lead him alone into the painting array to capture the strange fire.

Just different from ye Lingyue's expectation, she didn't expect that Nian Xiaoxie was so incompetent that she couldn't carry it for a few times. She was given seconds by Senluo ghost vine.

Ah ~ but so good, so many people have witnessed with their own eyes that Nian Xiaoxie died in the Mori rattan.

She just took his life to find money.

Palm, that red scorpion fire seems to be aware of Ye Lingyue's intention.

As the dignity of the fire, let it not be reconciled by the inferior white fire to fusion.

At the center of the fire, the fierce scorpion kept resisting.

The powerful black scorpion tail, carrying the flame, smashed to the ash fire.

May seem weak ash fire, but this time appears to be particularly tenacious.

That tongue of fire, constantly huff and puff.

Suddenly, the original gray flame, there is a blue with glass color fire.

Then there was a faint purple light in the flame.

Gray fire, every time a color changes, people watching outside luoshushan River can't help but jump with their eyelids.

Ye Lingyue's this group of inferior fire, it is suddenly appeared several colors!

This fire, will change color!

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