A painted dark text lit up at the eyebrows of the more than 1,300 ghosts at the same time. The restrictions in their minds were instantly broken, and the control of all ghosts was instantly returned to Ye Yuan's hands. The moment the restrictions were violently broken, the seven cultivators of the Ghost Reign Sect were backfired. Except for the cultivator in the Qi Transformation Stage, even the cultivator in the Essence Refining Stage sprayed a mouthful of blood.

The prohibition in the mind of every ghost had a wisp of their spiritual consciousness. These ghosts were like their magic weapons. Their spiritual consciousness was erased and naturally suffered backlash, and more than once. The three cultivators in the first stage of Qi suffered the most severe backlash. The three of them screamed in pain, bleeding from their seven orifices, and they fell to the ground without knowing their life and death. Obviously, among these eight-grade ghosts, they all had at least one hundred of them, and they were subjected to more than one hundred backlashes in an instant, and they were good to die without an instant...

The more than 8th grade ghosts of the 1,300 rush forward, not caring about life, death and gains and losses. They were not afraid of death. They drowned more than a dozen seventh grade ghosts in just one breath. Ye Yuan looked cold, and the Mingwen in his hand kept protruding out. In three or four breaths, the five seventh grade ghosts had been controlled, but the Mingwen in his hand did not pause at all.

All the ghosts under his command instantly retaliated, causing the cultivators of the Ghost Sect to suffer a great loss. At this moment, even if they could not sense Ye Yuan, they could still see the Mingwen ejected from where they were. The three seventh-grade ghosts with the strength of the cultivator of the Concentration Stage immediately roared. One of them danced with two knee-length arms, and their claws ruthlessly waved towards the ghost blocking their bodies.

A series of sharp lights that cut through the air, one or two eighth-grade ghosts were torn to pieces under each claw. The ghost had a ferocious face and stuffed the torn ghosts into his mouth and swallowed them, rushing towards Ye Yuan without stopping.

The three cultivators of the Guigui Sect, who were in the first stage of Qi, had no idea of ​​life or death. The two true essence stages were quite backlash. At this moment, they were bleeding from the seven orifices and were sitting on the ground to regulate their breathing. Only the remaining two, one in the essence refining stage and the other in the Qi transformation stage, had the power of fighting, but this was the most troublesome.

The cultivator in the Qi Transformation Stage stood there and was protected by two seventh-grade evil ghosts. His expression was sinister. Looking at Ye Yuan, he seemed to be not angry at the instant loss. Instead, he calmly said: "This fellow Taoist of the Spiritual Soul, I wonder if we have any misunderstandings. If you want to practice the art of ghost control, what's the harm to give all these ghosts to you? My Spiritual Soul Cultivator is quite discriminated against, and we must not kill each other. We have a task, and everyone will have great benefits after completing this small cave heaven. In addition to my Ghost Control Sect's protection, you have considered it clearly!"

After holding a gun and a stick, he was both kind-hearted and threatening, but the cultivator of the Ghost Refining Sect in the Spirit Refining Stage had already abandoned the ghosts surrounding him and rushed towards Ye Yuan’s true body. Seeing his expression, he was vicious and murderous intent, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother, do you say nonsense to him? Kill him directly. The shit of soul trajectory, only my Ghost Refining Sect is the real soul trajectory!"

The monk who had been standing still and still didn't move said, "Junior brother, don't take action!"

Ye Yuan sneered, unmoved at all. He glanced over and saw that the cultivator in the Qi Transformation Stage was delaying time at this moment, and he had magic weapons to block and investigate. However, at this moment, Ye Yuan could not guess that the river of Xuanyin heavy water fell from the sky. It must have been triggered by the formation base he had just buried, and it was connected with the formation base in other places, which caused this result, and the consumption must be quite large.

Ye Yuan would not be a little ruthless if he was strong outside and dared to be so tough when he beat the dog in the water.

Looking at the blue-faced ghost rushing all the way, Ye Yuan bounced his ten fingers, his lips flew, and he quickly recited the spell of witchcraft.

A sharp light shot out in his eyes and glared directly at the green-faced ghost.

Soul witchcraft, fear!

The body of the unstoppable blue-faced ghost was unable to help but pause, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. The body rushed to stop instantly, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards, his eyes full of fear.

Ye Yuan's hands were filled with dark texts flying out. Taking advantage of this time, eighteen tangible material dark texts flew out and fell into the body of the spiritual refining cultivator who wanted to approach the real body of Ye Yuan. In an instant, a chain formed by dark texts popped out from his eyebrows. The chain of tangible material swam independently, instantly bound it to its original position.

This is what Ye Yuan studied and used the magic to use Mingwen to capture the soul!

By binding a person's spiritual will, cutting off the connection between his spirit and the body, thus achieving the effect of binding a person's body.

The moment he bound the cultivator of the Jing Refining Stage, Ye Yuan controlled hundreds of eighth-grade ghosts and rushed up and began to bite and swallow the guy's body that had lost control.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pointed, a bloody light shot out from his sleeve, and crawled into one of the guy's wounds, and began to swallow the person's essence and blood.

One after another, the dark texts continued to fly out, and new seventh-grade ghosts were constantly controlled by Ye Yuan. As one went up and down, it was only a matter of time for these ghost-rewarding cultivators to lose.

At this moment, Ye Yuan suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and strong signs of danger arose in his heart. With a thought, several seventh-grade ghosts appeared behind him to resist. A blood light flew out from his sleeve and flew behind him.

Pupu puff puff puff puff puff puff seemed to be a few sounds connected together. The several seventh-grade ghosts did not even resist and were killed instantly by being penetrated through the chest. The later ones and Ye Yuan's blood seal bombarded together. A crack crack broke on the blood seal and flew backwards backwards into Ye Yuan's sleeves, and the visitor also flew backwards.

At this time, Ye Yuan saw clearly that what suddenly appeared and killed him was a long sword full of light flowing, burning with dark green flames flying in the air. With one blow, the flying sword disappeared in the Yin Wood Forest.

The cultivator in the Qi Transformation Stage looked cold. When he saw a master coming to help, his attitude of being kind to persuade had disappeared. Two green-faced ghosts beside him protected him from the left and right to keep retreating. His eyes looked at Ye Yuan were full of resentment: "You are so kind to do it yourself, I will not let you go! My senior brother will not let you go! My Ghost Reward Sect will not let you go!"

Ye Yuan used nine dark texts in succession to control the green-faced ghost who was frightened by fear. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and his physical black murderous aura was transformed into a horse trainer and flowed endlessly. Looking at the monk of the Ghost-Yu Sect who was about to retreat, he was angry: "It's not that you can let me go, but that Gu will not let you go!"

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