The situation changed rapidly, and Ye Yuan had no time to think deeply. There must be one thing at present, Ye Hongming cannot die.

Ye Hongming's guard A Er was bound by a pitch-black rope, and the wave of true energy around his body instantly weakened by half. Looking at the sharp claws that attacked Ye Hongming, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but scream and was born: "Nether Ghost Claws! Ghost Clan!"

The monk looked evil, his body was full of yin energy, and he had a cruel smile. Seeing that the ghost claw was about to grab Ye Hongming's head, the true energy in Ye Hongming's body turned, and a pendant on his neck suddenly lit up a ray of light. A milky white light shield formed outside his body to protect it, and runes flowed one by one on the light shield.

The Netherworld Ghost Claw of the cultivator of the Ghost Clan patted the shield with one claw, and it made a harsh and harsh rubbing sound of gold and iron clashing. On the other side, another cultivator of the Ghost Clan in the Ghost Clan in the Essence Refining Stage had a clawed face and his claws appeared together. Thinking of Ye Yuan and Changsun Wuji, Changsun Wuji seemed to be just a mortal, and Ye Yuan did not deliberately restrain his cultivation. It seemed that he only had the cultivation level of the Qi Refining Stage. He would definitely die when facing the Ghost Clan cultivator of the Essence Refining Stage.

Originally, Ye Yuan was about to take action, but after seeing that Ye Hongming had a defensive magic weapon that was already activated, he became a little relieved and sent a voice to Changsun Wuji: "The divine and mind are wise, connect to the heaven and earth, use the meaning as the mouth, use the qi as the sound, and let the breath out sound!"

Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up. After so long, he had not practiced his "Haoran Code" again because Ye Yuan once said that a true Confucian and Taoist master did not cultivate qi but only cultivated spirit. After thinking about it for so long, Changsun Wuji himself was a great Confucian Confucian Confucian and had already figured out some clues. At this moment, when he heard Ye Yuan's words, he couldn't help but follow Ye Yuan's intentions.

The soul in the body suddenly awakened, and the divine intention directly broke through the Lu Gate and reached the sky. All the learnings in my heart began to brew a great meaning. In the original sense, the Haoran righteous energy in the void that could only be felt from time to time was somewhat similar to the Haoran energy but was somewhat different. At this moment, it became clear that it appeared in Changsun Wuji's perception.

Seeing that the attack was about to arrive, Ye Yuan's face remained unchanged, and he stood there motionless, looking at the attacking cultivator of the Ghost Sect. On the side, Changsun Wuji suddenly raised his head, and his whole body seemed to suddenly become taller in the eyes of the Ghost Sect monk. Changsun Wuji glared at his eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted angrily: "Drink!"

In the void, a little righteous energy aroused the soul and collided with each other. With a call, the righteous energy within a hundred feet was like a soldier who heard the general's order. Straws of things like clouds appeared out of thin air, and then they were directly instilled into the mind of the cultivator of the Ghost Sect. The body that attacked Ye Yuan suddenly stopped, and the spirit in his eyes instantly dissipated.

Ye Yuan nodded secretly and gently nipped on the cultivator of the Ghost Reward Sect. The other party's body fell down with a bang, but he was so dead that he could no longer die. His soul had stopped being shaken to pieces with a angrily shout, but his body was still intact.

It was obviously the first time Changsun Wuji has done this, and his eyes were hard to calm down. He was a noble Duke during his lifetime. When he scolded people, he was indeed a bit majestic. When scolding people who were lower than himself, he felt that he could not raise his head for convenience. At most, he felt pressure, and at most he could only occasionally scold people and vomit blood, but he had never been like this. He could kill people with a shout.

Apart from the magical powers of Confucianism and Taoism, there was no such failure, but this was just an ordinary shout of anger, and basically no power was consumed. At this time, Changsun Wuji seemed to feel the difference between the Confucian and Taoist practitioners and other practitioners. Before, Confucian and Taoist practitioners were no different from other types of practitioners, and they were mainly refining qi.

With a shout, he drank the monk from the Guiyu Sect to death, and Ye Yuan's heart also relaxed. Not far away, there were a little cracks on the shield outside Ye Hongming's body. Ye Yuan was not ready to take action, but Changsun Wuji did not take action. Ye Hongming seemed to suddenly remember something, and slapped his storage bag, and a piece of paper that was as long as he took out.

After taking out the paper, the words on the seemingly ordinary paper suddenly lit up, and the big words emitted white light, as if the storm of the Ghost Sect was rising, directly shining on the body of the Ghost Sect cultivator in front of him. The yin and evil energy of the Ghost Sect cultivator in the body fluctuated violently like the frost illuminated by the sunlight, and it was consumed in an instant.

The next moment, the cultivator of the Ghost Sect fell straight down, and the light shone by. The cultivator in the True Yuan stage who was still fighting against A Er was also killed by the light.

At this point, Ye Hongming wiped the cold sweat, and his face was still filled with a look of surprise and uncertainty. Then he glanced at Changsun Wuji who was following Ye Yuan, with a look of indeed such an expression in his eyes. He solemnly took out a jade box and put the paper away. Ye Yuan glanced at the paper in Ye Hongming's hand and laughed. Only then did he see that this piece of paper was the pharmacy where Ye Yuan asked Changsun Wuji to write on his behalf.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Yuan understood what was going on. He almost forgot this incident just now. According to legend, the things written by the great scholars are born with the effect of exorcising evil spirits. Some plaques on the doors of some people are also invited to write some great scholars whom they can invite, which can exorcise evil spirits. Although Changsun Wuji's soul fell three levels in a row, he was still a great scholar in essence. The things written naturally have the effect of exorcising evil spirits.

The strength of dealing with this kind of evil practitioner is far lower than that of Changsun Wuji. A manuscript can indeed be used as a magic weapon, but when I look at the pharmacy again, the handwriting on it was much dimmer. Even if it was the same word, I felt that it was not as good as I had just watched it.

Ye Hongming's face was a little bad. In Yunzhou, the people from Wuliang Mountain are the objects of attention that everyone pays attention to. No one will have any powerless actions towards the doctors in Wuliang Mountain, let alone assassination. It has not happened in Yunzhou for many years, and Ye Hongming himself doesn't know.

Ye Yuan walked over to look at Ye Hongming with a somewhat ugly expression, patted the guy on the shoulder, and said, "This is the world of cultivation."

After saying a word, Ye Yuan walked to the corpse of one of the Guiyu Sect cultivators and groped. After a moment, three beads that looked like black jade appeared in Ye Yuan's hand. With a slight sense, Ye Yuan exclaimed: "Yes, it is only at the level of a fifth-grade magic weapon, but it is better than exquisite. Moreover, the materials are cheap, and each person can hold one, which can stop the exploration of spiritual thoughts. Although it is a two-way block, he is standing in an active position and can gain a great advantage."

Ye Hongming's expression seemed to have improved a lot, and he said, "This should be something made by a master of souls. The people from the Guishun Sect are here, and the people from the Soul Sect should not be far away!"

Ye Yuan frowned slightly and said, "Yu Ghost Sect, where are their ghosts?"
Chapter completed!