Yuling

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"Who the hell are you?" Yan Yi struggled a bit, and found that the rope tied to his body was actually a spirit lock rope.

To deal with him, the chain spirit rope was used.

It is obvious that the "Su Heng" in front of him has perfected his form transformation skills, except for some small movements, he is almost exactly the same as the real Su Heng.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Anyway, with you today, the life sacrifice will be completed. Once the ghost king enters the world, I will hold the funeral in the entire Jiangcheng, hahaha." That "Su Heng" laughed wildly.

Yan Yi was taken aback for a moment, is there a funeral?

Did he really go for the spirit vein?

"Su Heng" stopped laughing, he stretched out his hand across Yan Yi's chest, and the next moment he tore off his clothes, revealing his thin chest.

Yan Yi felt a chill in his chest, and saw a dagger with a cold light in his hand at some point.

"What do you want? I advise you not to mess around." Yan Yi frowned and spoke in a deep voice.

"I would like to see what the spirit pill of a spirit master who practices ghost art looks like." "Su Heng" had a sinister sneer on his lips.

The dagger in his hand lightly slashed across Yan Yi's chest and finally stopped at his heart.

"Liu Ya!" Yan Yi shouted in his heart, it's already this time, if he sleeps again, the host will really have to confess here.

Unfortunately, there was no response at all.

Yan Yi was a little frustrated, he forced himself to calm down, and used the soft policy.

"I said this big brother, we have something to say, you want to summon the ghost king, my elixir is useless, I have only practiced ghost art for a few years, and I am a master of spirits, this elixir is really not as good as a few yuan Ling came clean and reliable, otherwise, how about we make a deal?" Yan Yi twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a dry smile.

"Oh, it's useless to delay, you can't escape." "Su Heng" said coldly.

"I'm not delaying time, you don't listen to my conditions? You want Yuanling's life sacrifice, and I can give you the Yuanling of the female corpse in the sub-bureau. After all, your big actions have already aroused the attention of all major parties. The attention of the family, especially now that it is still on the territory of the Su family, killed me and took my elixir, not to mention whether I can summon the ghost king. If I can’t summon it, the loss outweighs the gain? If you don’t believe me, test my spirit Pulse, the ghost energy in my body is really not as much as you think!" Yan Yi can only gamble.

He didn't expose his ghost aura very often. Thinking about it carefully, it was only when Qingjiang University destroyed the Yin-Yang Blood Sacrifice, which meant that this person was also there at that time, but it was so well hidden that neither he nor Lu Zhiyan found out.

Now that Liu Ya fell into a deep sleep, most of the ghost energy in his body was hidden with his deep sleep. With a little movement, he was confident that he could make himself look like a half-useless rookie, and he could do whatever he wanted.

"Su Heng" did pause after hearing Yan Yi's words.

He looked at Yan Yi suspiciously, but reached out to put his hand on Yan Yi's forehead, but unexpectedly found that Yan Yi in front of him had really bleak spiritual power, and there was very little ghost energy swimming in his body.

How can it be?

"Su Heng" hesitated, but a cunning flashed in his eyes in an instant.

When "Su Heng" was in a daze, Yan Yi's eyes froze suddenly, a surge of ghostly aura erupted from his left eye, and all the spirit lock ropes on his body shattered in an instant, and he struck "Su Heng" with his palm. " chest.

"Su Heng" didn't notice for a moment that Yan Yi hit him in the chest, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he staggered back several steps.

His face was extremely gloomy, "Well, Yan Yi, you actually lied to me!"

Yan Yi turned over and got off the stone platform, his left eye was scarlet as if soaked in blood, and a black aura surged all over his body, exuding a gloomy coldness.

He raised his hand and brushed over his heart, there was a red spot of blood, which was left by the dagger just now.

It's just that at this time, he made "Su Heng" who was not far in front of him put up his guard.

The evil nature in him is unprecedented, combined with the aura of a spirit master and a god, it makes him seem like a monster.

"If you want my panacea, you deserve it too." Yan Yi curled his lips into a sneer, and his eyes, one black and one red, were full of wickedness and madness.

"Su Heng" suddenly smiled, "Yan Yi, you have hatred in your heart, right? Back then, all five families betrayed you, don't you want to take revenge? How is it different from offering yourself to ghosts and gods? People of the same path, how about cooperating with me to summon the ghost king and let Jiangcheng be buried with you."

Yan Yi's face darkened, and he stared at "Su Heng".

The resentment in my heart is almost uncontrollable. This is the backlash of practicing ghost art, and it is the price.

If you can't suppress it, don't suppress it.

Yan Yi sneered, his figure flickered, and he quickly walked towards "Su Heng".

"Su Heng"'s eyes froze, and he immediately raised his hand to resist the surging power of ghost art, and the black mist dispersed, like a wave rolling towards the surroundings centered on the two of them.

In an instant, the temperature in the cave suddenly dropped, and the cold air above the water flow became more and more severe.

"You don't even dare to show your true colors, you bastards who hide their heads and tails, damn it." Yan Yi made seals with his hands, and a red glow suddenly appeared, like a dome pressing down from above the two of them.

"Su Heng" looked up, his eyes were cold, he raised his hand and waved two talismans.

Suddenly a gray smoke filled the air with a pungent smell.

Yan Yi immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and after dispersing the smoke, the person in front of him had already disappeared.

"We will meet again, thank you for helping me!"

His words still echoed in the empty cave.

Yan Yi withdrew his hand, feeling puzzled, but saw that the ghostly aura he used was like sharp swords shooting straight at the river.

He secretly thought it was not good, and quickly held back his breath, but it was too late.

The river began to roll, and dots of white awns fell from the stone wall and fell into the water one after another.

So many souls?

Yan Yi was terrified. So, he tied himself here not to ask for his Yuan Ling, but to force him to take action, using ghost aura as bait, to break the formation hidden in the underground river?

Damn.

Yan Yi's face changed drastically, and he was used as a gun again.

He quickly approached the underground river, trying to control the out-of-control formation, but when he just shot, Liu Ya's lazy voice sounded in his head.

"Stop it, idiot."

Yan Yi paused in his hands, "You fucking woke up now? I almost belched."

"I've been awake for a while."

Yan Yi was in a hurry, "Then you don't make a move earlier, you have to wait for a big mistake to run out, and stop me now?"

"If the formation is not broken, why does the ghost king enter the world? If the ghost king does not enter the world, how do you get his panacea? If you don't take the panacea, how do you cancel the contract with me? Xiao Yanyi, think about it from another angle, isn't this troublesome person helping you? "Liu Ya's voice was faint, but his words silenced Yan Yi.

From the beginning to the end, he never promised Lu Zhiyan that he would prevent the ghost king from entering the world.

What he has to do has always been to wait for the ghost king to come and take him away so that he can fulfill his wish.

At this moment, he didn't turn the corner.

but……

Yan Yi looked at the tumbling but cold underground river in front of him, the formation was already crumbling and was about to break.

If his predictions are correct, this is the eye of the big formation guarded by the Su family of the Jiangcheng city protection formation. Once this eye is broken, the entire Jiangcheng spiritual vein will cause turmoil. No one can predict what will happen then.

Lu Zhiyan's compassionate look suddenly appeared in his mind. Is the thing he guarded all his life really going to be destroyed in his hands?

"Freedom or emotion, Xiao Yanyi, your time is running out."

Liu Ya's voice sounded from his mind again.

Yan Yi clenched his fists tightly, and he raised his hand to form a seal, sealing his left eye until his eyes returned to black, then he smiled and said, "Isn't it just 99 evil spirit pills? I'm with you!" Five years, I will be reluctant to part suddenly, this time, I won't listen to you!"

"Hey……"

A shallow sigh echoed in Yan Yi's mind.

When Lu Zhiyan arrived with the members of the Su family, he saw Yan Yi hanging above the underground river, struggling to support the formation with the bleak spiritual energy all over his body.

"Ayan!"

Lu Zhiyan's handsome eyebrows were deeply frowned, and he said to everyone in the Su family with a serious face: "Defend the formation!"

Su Mu also knew that the matter was serious, so he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately led everyone to the river, and at the same time used his spiritual power to protect the formation.

With the blessing of everyone's spiritual power, Yan Yi suddenly relaxed a lot.

But even so, after suffering for so long, his face was extremely pale.

With his own strength, he couldn't repair the hole, so he could only wait for them to come over.

Fortunately, they came not too late.

Lu Zhiyan flew away, reaching out to hug Yan Yi, who was almost fainting after his spiritual energy was exhausted.

Yan Yiqiang pulled out a smile, "Damn, I've waited for you for so long, and now I'm here..."

At the moment before falling into the darkness, he seemed to see Lu Zhiyan panicking.

When he woke up again, Yan Yi felt his palms were heavy, he turned his head slightly, and saw Lu Zhiyan leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, his hands were still holding him tightly.

The shadows under his eyes made him look very tired.

Yan Yi didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but judging by Lu Zhiyan's appearance, it must have been a long time.

The moment he broke away from Lu Zhiyan's big hand, Lu Zhiyan suddenly woke up, and there was a flash of anxiety in those dark eyes.

When he saw Yan Yi woke up, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?" Lu Zhiyan approached Yan Yi, worried.

"It's just a waste of spiritual power, what can happen? It's okay, I can't die." Yan Yiyun said lightly.

Those indifferent words made Lu Zhiyan's brows frowned even tighter.

"Don't you know your own body? Spiritual power? How much spiritual power do you have to waste? Why don't you use ghost skills?" Lu Zhiyan said in a deep voice.

Yan Yi's heart skipped a beat, how dare he tell him that once he used his ghostly energy, he would really lose his sight.

He raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, "Doesn't it mean that you don't like me practicing ghost skills? You said it was easy to be backlashed."

Lu Zhiyan was stunned, and looked at Yan Yi in surprise. Now, he can still listen to his words?

Yan Yi looked away, and his gaze fell outside the window. The sun was setting and the warm light was shining in, casting slanting shadows on the ground.

"How long have I been in a coma? How is the eye?"