Chapter 2439： Variance

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That blow, carrying the wind and thunder, the trainee of the Vulcan Academy was shocked and wanted to block the capacity.

When the willow branches fell, the student who was already a seven-printed god, the body suddenly turned into a **** fog, and even the voice of helplessness could not be called out.

And the monks of the holy spring temple are not much better.

The nectar of the yangzhi in their eyes turned into a **** red dewdrop and twisted and turned into a **** scorpion.

The **** mouth bite the arms of several monks of the Holy Spring Temple who are collecting Yang.

These monks, who have accepted the baptism of the Holy Spring, and who are not afraid of even the swords and the gods, have changed their faces.

Their bodies trembled violently. Soon, the flesh and blood of the whole body was swarmed by hundreds of inconspicuous blood, and they instantly sucked into a dry human skin.

The nine-fold jade sap, which seemed to be sacred and incomparable, was in the blink of an eye, and it became a demon tree that kills people without vomiting bones!

But seeing it is like a chaotic dance of the willow group, crazy and swaying, attacking the little monsters and so on.

Those who were **** and smothered, and everyone on the ninth place of the jade, was not good at this time.

They fled all over, the little monsters were also scalp numb, a divine power, rushed to the extreme, which was able to avoid the killing of several murderous willow branches.

"What monster is that!"

Ye Lingyue and other four people have also changed their faces.

Who can think of it, Jiuzhong Yujing Liu is actually a murderous willow.

The most surprising, but also a few leaves Lingyue.

Guan Mingming said, Jiuzhong Yujing Liu is in the Jiu Shen Shen Yuan, why Jiuzhong Yujing will become a murderous willow.

Her eyes swept and looked at the dead leaves beside her feet.

A lot of dead leaves were laid out.

In Ye Lingyue’s mind, a thought suddenly appeared.

"Xiaonan No, you can remember the truth that you asked me earlier?"

Xiaonan no monk stunned.

"Ye Shizhu, you ask is 'trees are not trees, one leaf is not difficult?'"

The mantra was passed very quickly in Ye Lingyue’s brain.

The tree is not a tree. Isn’t it just that this murderous willow is not Jiuzhongyu?

Where did Jiuzhongyu Jingliu go?

Also, what does it mean to be invisible?

Ye... Ye Lingyue’s gaze is unconscious and falls on the dead leaves of the land.

These leaves are not the willows on the murderous willows. Where did these leaves come from? !

Ye Lingyue is like what he realizes, and the palm leaves are swept to the ground.

These dead leaves are piled up here, and they have been there for thousands of years. On the first floor, there is a layer, and Ye Lingyue falls down and the leaves roll up.

The moment the leaves rolled up, the soil below was revealed.

"When are you, you still..."

Xiaonan Wu’s monk saw the “land” under the leaves, and his face was also horrified.

Under the numerous dead leaves, what is the soil, it is clearly a piece of bone.

Those bones are exposed to the wilderness all the year round, and the cheekbones have changed color.

On the cheekbones, there are a lot of black helium that is like a locust.

With the waking of the murderous willow, those suffocating sources are constantly being taken away by the murderer.

The entire ninth Yuan was actually a sacred mountain, and countless souls and bones were displayed here.

Jiuzhong Shenyuan used to be a battlefield, and countless bodies were eventually thrown into the ninth.

Here, let Ye Lingyue think of the **** of the chaotic world.

As the great monarch of the prison, she once asked why the **** of the earth came from.

The answer of several monarchs is that the **** is a gathering place for countless war dead souls.

Those who died in the war, in the midst of the war, did not die.

After they died, no one was buried, and the bones were exposed to the wilderness.

Year after year, day after day, when their resentment gathers together, they will be turned into prison.

However, if you can have a high degree of sorghum, and turn your anger, the soul will be freed, and the suffocation will naturally dissipate.

The prison of the earth is the soul of the world.

If the protoss in the Jiu Shen Shen Yuan gather the soldiers' souls together, the power is even more amazing.

"That tree is not what Jiuzhong Yujing Liu, it is clearly absorbed the innumerable corpse, the corpse willow!"

Ye Lingyue suddenly wanted to understand something.

I want to come to the arrogance of the Jiuzhong Shenyuan, all gathered here, the more suffocating, the more amazing the power of the corpse willow.

"Little South has no monk, is your person enough to surpass these dead bones?"

Ye Lingyue has two choices, one is to immediately withdraw from the ninth, but in this way, she will not be able to find Jiuyu Yujing Liu.

The second option is to defeat the corpse.

This corpse is extremely difficult, and the ordinary attack is useless. The only way is to take it out of it.

And its roots are from the ninth corpse of this piece is the bone.

"Super? This is too much."

Xiaonan no monk listened, a small face.

He left half of the monks in the eighth, and there were more than a dozen people beside them.

Only a few people were killed, and the people who stayed were overdone, and it was too late.

There is a great compassion and sorrow in the Temple of the Holy Spring, but at least ten people are required for that formation.

At the moment, there are only six or seven monks.

"How many of us can make up the number?"

Ye Lingyue looked around very quickly. If he counted Nalan Snow, a thin love, a small monster, and several students from the Vulcan Academy, it would still be enough for ten people.

If this is a chanting, they only need to sing along.

"I don't know, I can barely try it."

The corpse will absorb a lot of suffocation in the bones, and it is constantly growing.

The nine willow branches, like vines, are constantly being derivatized. The **** mites are also densely packed, multiplied, and constantly crawling.

"All of them have heard no! Everyone, come together and arrange."

Ye Lingyue screamed.

The little monster and the slightest hesitation, went to the side of Xiaonan Wu’s monk.

The monks of several holy temples also recited the curse.

The compassionate curse is the orthodox of the Buddha. Fortunately, the scriptures are not complicated.

Ye Lingyue was very clever, but after a while, he recorded the scripture.

Considering that Jiuzhong Yujing Liu could not be found, there was no way to regain his life and Nine Nights was forced to join the curse.

But with time, minutes and seconds have passed,

There is no change in the power of the mantra.

The bones are not overextended, and the murder is still fierce.

Several students of the Vulcan Academy who want to escape have long been swallowed up by blood.

Nalan Snow was upset and finally, she couldn’t help but hurriedly got up.

"This chanting is useless. I don't want to stay in this ghost place."

Nalan snow looked behind him, and the murderous willows became more and more powerful. Then look at the bloody, dense, and constantly coming to the side.

Soon, it will catch up.

She felt a tingling scalp.

At this time, she does not care what Jiuyu Yujing Liu, just want to keep their lives, pull out and run.