After Murong and old Fangxian finished speaking, Yuhuajiao groaned angrily.
It opened its heads and mouths, and saw that a large number of fireballs and ice arrows were about to attack Ye Lingyue like a shower.
At the same time, in all directions, a large amount of black mist hit like a tide.
The three bone daggers in Ye Lingyue's hands were thrown out.
The bone dagger turned into three beams of white light and attacked the Jade Flower Jiao...
"I don't know how to live or die. Do you really think that three scripture daggers can kill the two-time blackened Hundred-headed Jade Flower Jiao?"
Murong old Fangxian sneered.
But at this moment, Yuhuajiao suddenly turned around and launched an attack on the cloud of black mist where Murong old Fangxian was.
"how?"
Murong old Fangxian couldn't help but change his face!
He had already released a large amount of black mist, and was about to attack Ye Lingyue together, but Yuhuajiao would suddenly change his mind.
At this time, only a small amount of black mist shrouded him.
The black mist quickly condensed and formed a protective wall in front of him, but obviously, it was too late.
But a large number of fireballs and ice arrows all came.
The black mist exploded.
I saw a hazy light and shadow appeared.
The light and shadow, shaped like a human figure, could vaguely see the outline of Murong Old Fangxian.
That is his soul body.
The black mist was blown away, and the soul of Murong Old Fangxian was forced to reveal his form.
The three bone daggers shot by Ye Lingyue stabbed Murong Old Fangxian.
"Ye Lingyue, Yuhua Jiao, you guys! Isn't the Yuhua Jiao already blackened!"
Murong Lao Fangxian's eyes blazed with anger.
"Obviously, I'm not blackened anymore, which disappoints you."
The hundred-headed Jade Flower Jiao shook its head and tail, its words were full of sarcasm.
"But what you said earlier!"
Murong old Fangxian's voice was full of anger and confusion.
At that time, Yuhuajiao had clearly confessed that after she was blackened, she asked Ye Lingyue to take action...
So when Ye Lingyue made the three bone daggers, Murong old Fangxian didn't take any precautions.
He didn't even expect that Ye Lingyue's three bone daggers would suddenly transform into Fang Xian in midair and attack him.
"All of this is a game we arranged. You may not know that for an ancient beast, especially an ancient beast that has been poisoned by the source of resentment, once it is blackened once, it is very difficult to blacken it. The second time, this is the so-called immunity. You thought that your black mist could puppet the Jade Flower Dragon again, but you didn't expect that it was just acting."
Ye Lingyue watched as the area of the black mist continued to shrink.
The black mist in the palace was rapidly dissipating. It was obvious that Murong Lao Fangxian was seriously injured this time.
"What a Ye Lingyue, so cunning."
Murong old Fangxian was angry and angry.
With the wisdom of the hundred-headed Jade Flower Jiao, it is obvious that this cannot be imagined. Needless to say, it must be the game set by Ye Lingyue.
"Compared to cunning, how can I compare to you. If it weren't for this method, it would be impossible to force you to show up. Tell me, who ordered you to do this."
Ye Lingyue said in a deep voice.
She has always wanted to find out who was behind the Dragon King Palace back then, so she set up this method to lead out Murong Old Fangxian.
But obviously, Murong Lao Fangxian is not the main emissary.
He is likely to be just a pawn.
"If you want to know the truth from me, go ahead and dream. Ye Lingyue, do you think that you can really defeat me by colluding with Yuhuajiao?"
Murong Lao Fangxian suddenly laughed.
What
Both Ye Lingyue and Yuhuajiao were startled.
But seeing the light and shadow where Murong old Fangxian was, suddenly the brilliance flourished.
On the three bone daggers, the scriptures of the Prajna Sutra turned into spots of light, which were instantly absorbed by the light and shadow where Murong old Fangxian was.
With the scriptures entering the body, Murong Lao Fangxian's soul body was not purified and collapsed, on the contrary, the light and shadow became much stronger than before.
The black mist that had weakened earlier became thicker again.
The power of the scriptures of the Prajna Sutra contained in the three bone daggers was actually absorbed by the soul of Murong Lao Fangxian
how so
"Haha, Ye Lingyue, you must feel incredible. You think that you are the only one who has mastered the power of the Buddhist Prajna Sutra."
Murong Lao Fangxian laughed loudly, his words were full of complacency.
Could it be that Murong Lao Fangxian has also mastered part of the power of the Buddhist sect.
"Just let me send you two to the west together."
After Murong and old Fangxian finished speaking, the weird black mist turned into a black dragon.
"Murong old thief! How dare you!"
The hundred-headed Jade Flower Jiao was furious when he saw the black dragon.
"Yuhuajiao, you should have recognized it. This is your son, the young patriarch of the Yuhuajiao clan back then. When it died at the bottom of the abyss, its soul lingered, so I refined it and became my son." It’s a puppet, it’s more than obedient.”
After Murong and old Fangxian finished speaking, the black dragon rushed towards the hundred-headed jade flower dragon.
The eyes of the Hundred-headed Jade Flower Jiao Jiao were full of pain, but it also knew that no one could stop the Black Jiao Jiao except it.
Two dragons, one white and one black, fought in the sky until the sky was dark.
"As for you, Ye Lingyue, Yuhuajiao can no longer be blackened, you are different. Let you taste the taste of black mist, lose your mind a little bit, and feel like a walking dead."
Murong Lao Fangxian's words were full of insidiousness.
The black mist rolled like a tide, heading towards Ye Lingyue.
Without the bone dagger, and without the help of the hundred-headed Jade Flower Jiao, Ye Lingyue seemed very passive.
"Little Moon Moon!"
Behind them, Mingri, Bobo and the others couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this scene.
But at this moment, a white light, like a startled bird, suddenly cut through the thick black mist, and fell in front of Ye Lingyue with a whoosh.
It was a small bone dagger.
Because of the age, its bones have been worn down without edges and corners.
But the scriptures on it are still clearly written.
This dagger.
When Ye Lingyue saw it, surprise flashed across her eyes.
Half of the Radiant Prajna Sutra and one Lingfei Sutra.
This dagger was actually the bone dagger that she polished underground thousands of years ago when she was sleepwalking in the Dragon King's Palace in Kunlun.
This dagger was given to Xiao Bingxin by Ye Lingyue back then.
Ye Lingyue had never seen this dagger on the old Taoist priest Bing Xin.
She thought that the dagger had long since disappeared.
Unexpectedly, it will appear suddenly.
"Why are you here? Is the old Taoist priest Bing Xin back?"
Subconsciously, Ye Lingyue reached out and touched the dagger.
But the dagger hummed, and it fell into Ye Lingyue's hand obediently.
"Are you here to help me?"
Accompanied by the dagger, Ye Lingyue felt that in her palm, there was a strong power of divine sense that penetrated into her body.
This power of divine sense
That was the spiritual thought of "Ye Lingyue" from the Queen's Palace thousands of years ago.
The power of the divine sense of the "Ye Lingyue" family of Tiannian Talisman masters.