Chapter 4690：

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The small tower has a hard mouth.

In the tower, the emperor and the evil spirits reached an agreement.

One person and one yang, the power of the body's origin, a large number of releases, turned into a ball of fire.

"The power of the fire, this guy, can actually control the power of the source. But even if there is a source of power, for a while, it is impossible to break the mana wall in the tower. It is important to save the little master first."

The small tower can't communicate with the emperor, it is thinking about it, or it is better to save the soul of Ye Lingyue.

The small tower flew up and went to the soul of Ye Lingyue.

The power of the source that the emperor released was not directly affected by the mana.

The power of the group's origins quickly moved toward the already faint sword.

The sword was shrouded in the power of the source, and the force that had already gradually collapsed quickly condensed back under the influence of the source.

Not only that, the sword-shaped form of the sword is burned to the surface of the fire.

From the sword's intention, the black impurities are constantly peeled off, and the sword is intended to be forged by the power of the source.

The color of the jade body is constantly changing.

From jade to yellow, and then like gold, the sword shape has also been shrinking, from the first few feet to the size of the ordinary sword.

The power of the source has slowly disappeared, the sword is becoming smaller, but the power is stronger.

Only heard a bang, the golden sword was stunned and slammed into the spire.

The small tower that has already flown into the air, a heart is thrown on how to block Ye Lingyue, and did not notice the changes in the tower.

The golden sword was violently hit, and the small tower followed the tremble, and it was in midair.

"That guy, what did you do?"

The little tower was shocked.

It is trying to see what is going on inside the tower.

At this time, a burst of golden light came out, the golden sword is like a shock, directly crushing the mana wall at the top of the tower, forcing the tower to come out.

"not good!"

When the little tower noticed the golden sword, it was known that things were not good.

"The sword of the princes?"

The golden sword meaning, in thirty-three days, has its special name, known as the middle-level of the sword, to be called the sword of the princes.

Compared with the swordsman who just got a first-hand sword, he is like a prince in the sword, killing the Quartet.

The small tower never thought that the emperor could understand the prince sword while comprehending the initial sword meaning and no one pointed.

The protective wall at the top of the tower is weak under the sword of the princes.

The sword volleyed out, followed by a fiery red figure.

The emperor whispered, and the sword of the princes was stepped under his feet.

The sky of the Gobi is once again in sight.

Comprehend the higher level of the sword, but the emperor did not have the heart to rejoice.

He looked up and saw the soul of his face, just in front of him.

But when the emperor breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes narrowed, but he saw the soul of Ye Lingyue not far away, the black death star.

That is the mother star of the Black Death Star, the root of all the dead rivers that the ancestors formed.

When Emperor saw this scene, he already understood what Ye Lingyue wanted to do.

"Washing woman!"

The imperial concubine's throat moved, a strange emotion called fear, which suddenly grew at this moment.

"Do not!"

Almost at the same time.

From the two directions of the Gobi, there were two voices at the same time.

Xiao Xinlin looked up and looked at the soul of the sky Ye Lingyue. Her little body trembled.

Ye Lingyue, looking at the sky for nine nights.

A scene many years ago, like a rewind, suddenly appeared.

Behind them, those voices were once familiar to Ye Lingyue.

Her heart trembled.

"Taro, have you really decided?"

The candle sighed.

"Hey, my grandfather, my heart is gone. Thank you for taking care of me all the time. After I left, you will find a suitable host again. The power of Xin Lin's soul is very strong. She experienced a rough and frustrated my blood. After you have the bones, you will become a big tool in the future. You can help her."

This time, Ye Lingyue did not look back.

She closed her eyes and felt a volatility in the sea.

"You are this? Shantou, the old man is not a person who is afraid of death. The old man and you..."

The candle did not think, Ye Lingyue at the last minute, but also considered himself.

Your attitude towards this girl is not friendly.

"Help me to witness, the prosperity of my life, I will never fall."

Ye Lingyue smiled faintly, and the emptiness of the sea suddenly exploded.

A symbol, falling from the sky.

That is the summoning of the heavenly character, and it is also the carrier when the candlelight came to the realm of the gods.

From the summoning of the day, from the summoning of the day.

For candlelighting, it may be the best destination.

The candlelight was dumb, and it didn't come to mind.

When the summoning of the heavenly character fell, Ye Lingyue’s soul had already reached the black star.

In the face of the black abyss, Ye Lingyue's eyes, no hesitation.

She has words in her mouth to restore the power of the Taiyin gods.

At the foot of the emperor, the golden prince's sword was madly motivated.

The Emperor tried his best and wanted to stop Ye Lingyue.

But that distance, a seemingly short distance, is today, but it is difficult to cross between the two.

The voice of the emperor, the voice of Xiao Xinlin, Ye Lingyue has already disappeared.

Under the influence of the gods, the yin and faintness of the Taiyin, which has gradually dimmed, has once again shined.

Only the last step can be used to integrate the soul into the shadow of the Taiyin.

Ye Lingyue closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

I thought that I had died once, and once again faced death, I should be relieved, but until I was close to the Black Death Star, the amazing force of death came to me, and Ye Lingyue realized that her heart was still sad. .

Compared to the last life, she jumped into the cliff of Shen, and this time, she was saddened in her heart.

That disappointment comes from the emperor, but also from the attachment to himself and his loved ones.

It turns out that if you have love in your heart, you will be heartbroken.

It’s a pity that she has to cut off all this.

Ye Lingyue’s heart smiled, and at the foot, one foot had already stepped into the Taiyin **** seal.

"桀桀"

There was a sneer in the back of the back.

Ye Lingyue knew that he was not right, but he saw that Emperor Yang was like a ghost, and suddenly appeared beside him.

"Death, die, first hand over the temple of faith!"

Emperor Yang Yang waited for a long time and wanted to seize the Temple of Faith when Ye Lingyue was self-disciplined.

I know, when Ye Lingyue died, he only dropped a broken sign, and the broken character, Emperor Yang’s roots did not look in his eyes.

He wanted to take the temple of faith and believe in the fluctuations of the temple. He didn't feel it at all.

Where did Emperor Yangyang know that, unlike candlelight, the Temple of Faith and Jiuzhou Ding were not abandoned by Ye Lingyue, and they all died with the soul of Ye Lingyue.