Chapter 1222

Today's Ye Qian is invincible in the human world. In addition, it is not easy for him to be injured by the nine turn magic body. This ye Shura has racked his brains to come up with such a sinister method. Waiting for ye Qian to break the seal for the twelve flower masters, he took this opportunity to disturb Ye Qian.

But at the moment, even if ye Qian vomited a mouthful of blood, but the combat effectiveness is still there, to also is not that kind of soft egg that falls with one blow.

In fact, most of Ye Qian's injuries at the moment are due to the disturbance to Liu Mingmei's mind when he broke the seal on Liu Mingmei, as well as the reaction of his own chaotic aura, not because of the dispensable evil Qi.

After all, ye Qian is not what he used to be. It is almost impossible to hurt him through external pressure.

While self healing, ye Qian's brain melon seeds did not stop rotating.

At the moment, ye Qian finally understood why Tian Bao chose to go to Liu Mingmei at this time. This is a trap ye Xiuluo deliberately set up. He wants to lure Ye Qian into being deceived and give him evil Qi, so that ye qian can be wary of Liu Mingmei's comfort and be swallowed by his own magic power.

"Too careless, or too careless!" Ye Qian runs the chaotic aura crazily while muttering in his heart.

However, as ye Qian murmured, a little surprise appeared in his mind.

"It's all arranged in such a way that it seems to be calculated. How could this happen? Even yeshura could not control all this. If any link went wrong, the plot would not succeed. The most important thing is, why, why did ye Xiuluo know that I wanted to break the seal for Mingmei? Is it possible for him to know Mingmei's true identity? "

Ye Qian asked himself in his mind.

Indeed, ye Xiuluo's plan is seamless, even perfect, but it is because it is too perfect that ye Qian has doubts.

From Tian Bao's seeing Liu Mingmei to Ye Qian's fatal blow of breaking the seal this evening. All of this comes from the other party's understanding of Liu Mingmei, ye Qian and the whole fairyland. Even if ye Xiuluo lives for a long time, he is just a mortal. How can he know these?

At the moment, ye Qian's whole body glittered with gold, and the chaotic aura began to fill every cell of his body.

The power of jiuzhuan gods and Demons began to work wildly to repair his wounds. Even the small saplings bred by the chaotic aura in his elixir field began to emit faint green light.

Jiuzhuan demon, the most powerful training method in the nine realms, is not built. In this case, ye Qian's injury repair is extremely fast, that speed is simply amazing.

"Hum, you want to heal yourself even if you've been attacked by my evil spirit. It's just a dream!"

In the suite, the gloomy voice of yeshura came again.

At the moment, ye Xiuluo is fully open fire, after all, this is his best chance, of course, is also his last chance. If he can not grasp this opportunity, it will not be so easy for him to repeat his old skills. Waiting for him will be a battle with Ye Qian.

In the sky, the purple lotus terrace is constantly enlarging, just like a big mountain.

Under the lotus stage, Linglong, Fang Xuewu and LAN caier are yelling at each other.

Fang Xuewu was more ferocious and said: "if you want to hurt ups and downs, ask us first..."

"Hum, the light of fireflies, dare to contend with the sun and the moon, break, and cut the nether world!"

As ye Xiuluo's voice continues to bloom, the purple lotus platform on a knife light and sword attacks, straight to Ye Qian.

And Fang snow dance, Ling long and LAN caier three people are mutually looked at, three hands connected, stuffy hum a voice: "stand, hundred flowers border!"

In an instant, the white light, the red light, and the blue light reflected each other, firmly blocking Ye Qian's platform. It's a very powerful defense barrier layer after layer.

"Beyond my ability!" Ye Xiuluo's voice sounded again and said, "I see when you can hold on to it!"

In the box, the purple lotus terrace confronts Ling long. Although ye Xiuluo's realm is terrible, he can't get into Ye Qian's body in the face of the three Tianyuan top masters.

At the moment, ye Qian's whole body is covered with golden light, but in the light there is a trace of black evil spirit invading the depths of his spiritual platform.

"No, it's not good. You've been invaded by evil spirit!" Ling long exclaimed.

And blue caier is anxious way: "butterfly dance elder sister, how to do, how to do?"

"Don't panic!" Fang Xuewu, who had seen the big scene, immediately yelled: "you Ruo, you withdraw and guard the ups and downs. Here, give us two..."

"But, but, will that do?" LAN caier doubts.

Fang Xue dance hummed: "can't also do, withdraw to go!"

LAN caier nodded quickly, and his palm changed a formula. Then he jumped up to Ye Qian's side. His hands were wide open and closed, covering Ye Qian's platform. The light blue magic power constantly resisted the invasion of evil spirit.On the other side, without LAN cai'er's support, the Baihua border was weakened.

At the moment ye Xiuluo is incomparably arrogant way: "ha ha, now there are two people left, do you think you can still block me, joke?"

With that, the purple lotus platform once again bloomed with light: "go to death, purple lotus fireworks..."

A strong purple flame suddenly poured down, even the square snow dance and Ling long felt hot all over the body.

"Damn it!"

Fang Xuewu yelled and scolded: "I didn't expect that the purple lotus platform is still a congenital treasure!"

As he said this, Fang Xuewu looked at Linglong, and Linglong raised his left hand with a snort. In an instant, a white jade ring appeared on Linglong's thumb. This ring was a magic weapon refined by Ye Qian for butterfly dance when he was in the fairyland.

Ling long finger a lift, ferocious way: "close!"

Suddenly, the white light and the purple fire collided with each other.

However, Ling Long's ring did not succeed in collecting the lotus platform in the sky, and the white light was hit back in an instant.

"Hateful..." Ling long snorted coldly, as if there was nothing to do, looking at the side of the square snow dance.

At the same time, a ghost like voice was transmitted to Ye Qian's ears through boundless thoughts: "Ye Fuchen, ye Fuchen, after more than 100000 years, we really haven't seen each other for a long time, long time no see!"

At the moment, ye Qian, who was healing his wounds, heard such a familiar voice, and immediately exclaimed: "hum, blood demon, it's you again?"

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