Ye Lingyue speculates that the only one who influences himself to enter Hongmeng heaven is Hongmeng Fangxian.

"Master, what should we do

Ding Ling is also a little flustered.

"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing. At least, we can be sure that the last piece of tripod is in the hands of Hongmeng Fangxian. "

Ye Lingyue pondered.

It seems that she has been in the wrong direction.

She thought that the ninth tripod was in the hands of Xumi Fangxian.

After all, Jiuzhou Dingding spirit had guessed that earlier. Now it seems that the ninth tripod piece just fell into the hands of Hongmeng Fangxian.

And that piece of tripod piece must be an extremely important piece of tripod piece. Its existence must be closely related to hongmengtian.

Otherwise, Hongmeng Fang Xian could not prevent ye Lingyue from entering Hongmeng heaven only by virtue of spiritual strength. After all, he was only the master of Hongmeng heaven.

Moreover, hongmengtian's scale at that time was far from what it is today.

Hongmengtian's out of control is not what ye Lingyue is most worried about. She is more worried about jiuzhouding.

Hongmengtian was born from Jiuzhou tripod, which is the origin of everything.

If Hongmeng Fangxian is really his enemy, hongmengtian is only his first step. What he really wants to capture should be jiuzhouding.

Never let Jiuzhou Ding fall into the hands of Hongmeng Fangxian and Luoyan Fangxian!

"In any case, everything has to wait for Hongmeng Fang Xian to be found before the truth can be revealed. At present, she must first find a way to leave Jiuchong Shenyuan."

Ye Lingyue raised her eyes and looked at the sky.

Not far away, the blood mist is like a terrible haze, gradually approaching, swallowing all the vitality in the jiuchongshenyuan.

However, ye Lingyue's heart, but not a trace of panic.

She believed that Dixin would be able to take her away from Jiuchong Shenyuan.

Although ye Lingyue doesn't know what else emperor Shen can do to break the blood fog of Jiuchong Shenyuan.

But she just believed in him.

Dixin has always been a miracle maker.

In the sky, you can only see a figure the size of a black spot.

But all of a sudden, that black spot all over the body, appeared a bright light.

This is it!

Ye Lingyue's pupil shrinks heavily.

On the black spot, a great deal of power is surging out, just like a volcano that has been ready for a long time, and suddenly erupts.

In the divine bones of emperor Xin, the divine power kept accumulating like a meteor.

In addition to the divine power, in the chest of emperor Xin, a group of terrible Demon power like the little sun was about to emerge.

Ye Lingyue is familiar with that power.

At one time, emperor Shen was surrounded by the right way of Qingzhou. It was like a small sun hanging in the air.

It's just different from before, which exudes terrible Demon power.

In front of me, the demon Yang hanging in mid air looks different from that before.

The demon Yang was originally black, but after emperor Xin fused Chi Yin's divine bone and gained all the divine power, he injected a part of the divine power into the demon Yang at the end of the day.

Demon power and divine power, which were originally two incompatible forces, were perfectly integrated under the control of Dixin.

The demon Yang burst out of the chamber, burst into the sky, and bloomed with amazing light.

In an instant, it completely lit up the sky of the whole Jiuchong Shenyuan.

The blood fog, which had been continuously spreading, had a sudden change under the irradiation of the demon sun at the end of the day.

The blood fog, not as expected, quickly broke up.

On the contrary, they are like a cat with a fishy smell, rushing towards the demon Yang of the end of the world.

Demon Yang in crazy to swallow those blood fog, demon Yang is also rapidly changing.

It changed from the initial dark gold to the blood gold. Under its reflection, the whole jiuchongshenyuan was like a reflection in the afterglow of the sunset.

Emperor Xin frowned slightly. From ye Lingyue's sentence, he opened the fog and saw the blue sky. He thought that the demon Yang of the end of the world might be useful to these blood fog, but he didn't expect that the end demon Yang absorbed the blood fog completely.

After swallowing those blood fog, the doomsday demon Yang sent out a piece of blood light, it can't wait to return to the body of emperor Xin.

Dixin only felt that in the body, as if there were countless flames burning, in the brain, faintly flashed something.

He pressed down the fire in his heart. As soon as he fell, the man had fallen back to the ground.

"Dixin!"

Ye Lingyue witnessed this scene, afraid that Dixin had something to do with her. She stepped forward quickly and looked at Dixin with concern on her face.

"Dixin -- Dixin -- heartless abandonment of righteousness -- can refine the supreme skill --"

in his mind, a voice haunts and echoes.

Dixin whole person, bathed in a burst of unusual red light.

His eyes, turned into a piece of blood, for ye Lingyue's cry, but also as if not heard.His whole body, sending out cold air, completely immersed in his own world, such a Dixin, let ye Lingyue shudder.

She can't help but think of the appearance when Fengxin's condition broke out, but Fengxin and Wuzhong have not been

No, she must not let Dixin become what she used to be.

"Dixin!"

Ye Lingyue is in a hurry and hugs emperor Xin.

Man's body, rigid and cold, like a piece of ice, no temperature to speak of.

Ye Lingyue is in a hurry and stands on tiptoe to stick the lips of emperor Xin.

An inch of white tripod breath from her mouth, cross into the lips of emperor Xin.

Cold lips, a little more warm.

The breath on the woman's body is surrounded by the side of Di Xin's body.

In the brain, a piece of blood light shrouded Di Xin, felt a wisp of warmth.

Subconsciously, he wanted to get close to the warmth and fragrance.

Just like a person who has been suffering from a long drought, the familiar breath of rain and ye Lingyue makes Dixin gradually regain his consciousness.

Blood light scattered, eyes gradually clear up, ye Lingyue's face is close at hand.

Soft eyelashes, touched his face.

Emperor Xin shrinks the arm under the intention, the person son that encircles bosom forcefully.

Tongue, relentlessly chasing, until ye Lingyue realized that Dixin had been sober up, ye Lingyue just whined and wanted to release Dixin.

However, Emperor Xin seldom enjoys ye Lingyue's initiative. Where is he willing to give up, he still holds ye Lingyue.

Until ye Lingyue glared at him, he touched his nose and let go of his hand.

"Dixin, you just..."

Ye Lingyue was eager to speak but stopped.

That mysterious blood fog, yield to the end of the demon Yang, but somehow, ye Lingyue's heart is very uneasy, subconsciously, she hugged emperor Xin.

Man's arms have been restored to warm, as if just a moment, just phantom.

"It's just affected by the blood mist. It's OK. I'm not OK."

Dixin suppressed the strange voice in his mind and looked around.

The blood mist has disappeared completely, and the nine heavy spirit abyss has recovered as before.

"Let's get out of here first, so that everyone doesn't worry."

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