My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

The translucent light butterfly struggles under the net of consciousness woven by Yunqingyan's consciousness. It is like a dying beast, struggling to death, but is tightened more and more tightly.

At the same time, the Chihuang Fire, shrinking at the corner of Yunqingyan's Divine Consciousness Sea, suddenly soared like a king who had been invaded by the territory, and swallowed like a fire dragon toward the bound purple butterfly!

The entire sea of ​​divine consciousness seemed to be smudged with a layer of extremely deep and brilliant red, overwhelming the sky!

Under the fierce and domineering flame, the dying purple butterfly did not even struggle, and quickly annihilated, leaving nothing.

At this time, Chi Huang Huo was like a king who was full of food and drink, and slowly retracted into his territory, the flames leaped gently, and a soothing thought came to Yun's lightly speaking.

Yun Qingyan was secretly speechless.

Huang Yan's natal flame left in her sea of ​​consciousness is so domineering? !

I have heard that a powerful alien fire can burn the hardest tangible things in the world, but I haven't heard of...what kind of flame can burn even an invisible mental attack!

No wonder Huang Yan once said that his natal flame can burn his soul!

This Chi Huanghuo is really too domineering!

It's really like a master! The same overbearing, the same majesty, the same inviolability!

Whoever violates his prestige will be wiped out, and no piece of armor will remain!

"Hmm!" Mental attacks have always been the closest to the master's spirit.

That purple butterfly is a ray of soul in Jiang Wuya!

The Soul of God was burned and annihilated by Chi Huang Huo so neatly and mercilessly, Jiang Wuya's face turned pale for a moment.

He snorted, his exquisite and white face was pale as a piece of paper. Although the silver mask on his face covered most of his appearance, he could still be seen from his bare skin that he was injured.

The pale complexion lined the red lips do not have a charm.

An injury to the soul can be hundreds of times more painful than a physical injury! What's more, a wisp of soul was annihilated by Chi Huanghuo so domineering and ferocious? !

If it is someone else, I am afraid that the pain has already passed, but Jiang Wuya, after the initial figure trembled, the dark purple eyes that looked like gloom slowly brightened.

The smile on his face expanded, little by little, like clear water smudged with ink, gradually filling his entire face.

Under the weird mask, the arc of his mouth's smile is even more weird and eerie.

His eyes are joyful, like a child who has discovered some interesting toy, but in those dark purple eyes, there is not a child's innocence, but it seems to be smeared with a layer of sinful blood, extremely cold and evil. .

He stared at Yun Qingyan, his purple eyes gleaming, his tone was like asking but also saying, "Your soul is not the soul that Master Diyuan should have."

Yun Qingyan's eyes condensed slightly, he could see it?

"Very good." He smiled happily, his eyes narrowed into a gap, as happy as a child, "It's getting more and more interesting."

"It's not a big deal if the territory stays on you." He squinted his eyes, his purple eyes were enchanting, "The temple can temporarily not tell the old witch about you."

His slender hand was slightly resting on his chin, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, but there was a bit of coldness. "I hope the little cat can sharpen his claws quickly, but don't hang up without seeing the old witch~"

territory? Holding the Bloodthirsty Demon Vine tightly, Yun said lightly that his muscles were tight and he was obviously still in a state of preparation.

She squinted her eyes, thinking about information about the territory in her mind, but no matter how she searched, she didn't find any information.

"Oh, I almost forgot about this hall~" Jiang Wuya put a hand on his chin and squinted lazily.