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Chapter 5465 Ye Chen's choice (five more)
But these thousands of people have red eyes, blood all over their bodies, protruding bones, blue-faced fangs, howling like wild beasts, and desperately running towards the tombstone in the Wanku Cemetery.

Ye Chen's face changed slightly. He killed the fierce figure completely, which actually unlocked the spell of entering the battle at the burial place of thousands of skeletons. Ordinary martial arts practitioners will not be stopped by the pressure of the powerful and fierce spirit. .

And the people in front of him seemed to have scattered out after being cut by him because of their ferocity, sneaking into the bodies of these low-level martial artists.

"kill!"

These martial arts who have been swayed by the fierce spirit have no willpower of their own, and what they have is the last instinct to kill the culprit in their eyes.

Ye Chen's aura has not fully recovered at this time, and he can only barely mobilize part of his soul power.

Countless auras of heaven and earth quickly gathered towards him, condensed on his hands, and turned into two balls of white light.

He stretched his hands forward, and the white brilliance immediately spread out, turning into a light curtain, blocking all the martial arts outside.

Ye Chen is not Huang Lao, he will not kill these ordinary people innocently!

"Blue Falling Yellow Spring Map, now!"

Ye Chen waved his hand, and a bright yellow light floated in his hand.

Then, an ancient scroll floated out of his body, floating above his head.

This picture scroll is full of pictures of mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, cities and palaces.

It's like a small world.

It is the picture of the blue sky and the yellow spring.

As soon as the picture of Huangquan came out, it seemed that there was a mighty force from heaven and earth, enveloping Ye Chen.

A large amount of holy water from the underworld was like a surging river, heading towards the group of martial artists.

Ye Chen's spiritual power has been exhausted, beads of sweat are constantly appearing on his forehead, and his lips are trembling.

The holy water of the Yellow Spring can restrain all evil spirits. At this time, Ye Chen sprinkled the holy water of the Yellow Spring on all the martial artists, and their last trace of evil spirit was also purified and disappeared.

"Why am I here?"

"what?"

"What's going on here?"

More and more Wuxiu regained consciousness. They looked at the blood on their bodies in amazement, not knowing what happened to them.

"I broke through!"

A moment later, someone shouted in surprise.

Baptized by the holy water of the Underworld, their supernatural powers, which had been stagnant before, broke through in one fell swoop.

Ye Chen stepped away without making a sound. The cause and effect in this world are wonderful and unpredictable, but it depends on everyone's different choices.

After a while, all the martial artists left the Ten Thousand Skeletons Burial Ground with satisfied smiles. For them, perhaps from now on, this area, which was originally a fierce place, will become a blessed place for their cultivation breakthrough.

Ye Chen's figure shook slightly, and he couldn't hold on any longer. He sat cross-legged in a ruined wall, slowly recovering his own strength.

……

A day later, at the Burial Ground of Ten Thousand Skeletons, where the evil spirit was soaring, the originally strong evil spirit had quietly weakened.

"Brother, why do I feel that this place is different from previous years?"

A woman who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old was wearing a Confucian robe and holding a candle in her hand. She looked very weak, but she was quite charming.

Standing next to her was a square-eyed man with an extraordinary bearing, and his aura was exposed, obviously his cultivation was not low.

"It's not just different, you see."

The man stretched out his hand and pointed, and the tombstones that had been layered upon layers had all been reduced to powder at this time, and the entire burial place of thousands of skeletons was in a mess.

The woman couldn't help covering her mouth, shocked by the scene in front of her.

"This... who has such a great ability to move the ten thousand skulls to the ground."

The man shook his head, obviously the scene in front of him had far exceeded their expectations.

"Even Uncle Fengming can't do it."

"Well, such a great divine power must be achieved by the top powerhouses in the Heavenly Human Domain. However, after this, the fierce aura of the entire Ten Thousand Skeletons Burial Ground has been completely broken, and this place will no longer be a restricted area."

The woman pursed her rosy lips and said thoughtfully: "It's a good thing to say that."

The man nodded: "The fierce spirit dissipates, and the undead can also get rest."

"Brother, look!"

The woman suddenly noticed something, and looked at Ye Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, it was the first time she saw someone other than their brother and sister coming to the depths of the burial ground.

The man took a few steps forward and looked at Ye Chen carefully.

"Brother also came to worship the ancestors?"

Ye Chen had already sensed the two brothers and sisters, but the Eight Diagrams Heavenly Alchemy was circulating, and he didn't leave in time.

He could only slowly open his eyes and nodded slightly.

"Brother's aura is disordered, I think he can't get used to the fierce aura here, so let's leave here first."

As the man said, he motioned his sister to take out a pill and give it to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's spiritual power was exhausted twice, and at this time, he was already extremely weak in the eyes of others.

Seeing that Ye Chen wanted to evade, the man quickly added: "Brother, don't be nervous. I am Zhang Xianjian, the descendant of Nan Xiaogu. This is my sister Zhang Ruoling. We are not bad people."

Ye Chen also knew that the other party obviously misunderstood his identity, but he didn't say anything to explain, but silently took the pill that Zhang Ruoling handed over.

"Do you know what just happened here?"

A trace of doubt appeared on Zhang Ruoling's face. The young man in front of him was not a few years older than her, and his level of strength was obviously not as high as hers. Although she asked, she didn't want to get any useful information from him.

"Linger. Let's take him out of here first, and we'll talk about other things on the way."

Zhang Ruoling nodded, with the agility of a girl on his face.

"Brother. I'll help you."

But Zhang Xianjian didn't act like a wealthy son at all. He held Ye Chen's arm and led him quickly towards the place where Wankuu was buried.

These two brothers and sisters are obviously not deeply involved in the world and are very simple. Ye Chen thought to himself, and couldn't bear to reveal their identities. Moreover, even if he told the truth, the two of them might not believe it.

"Brother, are you also here to worship the ancestors?"

"Under Ye Chen, he also came to worship."

Ye Chen spoke perfunctorily, ambiguously talking about his background.

"Then when you came, did you see who it was that shattered the evil spirit?"

Ye Chen shook his head: "No, it was already like this when I came here."

Zhang Ruoling showed a look of disappointment. Although she knew that this person would not be able to provide any useful information, she still couldn't help feeling regretful when she got a clear answer.

"Oh, we're one step too late."

"Linger."

Zhang Xianjian stopped Zhang Ruoling from complaining: "Brother Ye, I don't think your cultivation level is weak, but which Taoist sect did you learn from in the Heavenly Human Realm? Or the Heavenly Palace?"

(End of this chapter)