Ye Yuan glared at his eyes, and the murderous intent was revealed. The thin man looked at Ye Yuan and then took several steps back, with a pale face.

"Don't use your dirty hands to dirt my things."

Before the man could speak, Ye Yuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his nose trembled slightly.

"Corpsy Qi!"

The old man Senhan's murderous intent suddenly sounded in Ye Yuan's ears, and Ye Yuan nodded.

Ye Yuan reached out to put away the jade box on the table, but in fact he put away the copper plates. Although this jade box seemed to be of great value to ordinary people, it was still far inferior to the copper plates he had come to see for Ye Yuan.

Each copper plate is filled with the medical fees that Ye Yuan has worked hard to come for the doctor. Each one is unique to Ye Yuan. The most important thing is that each copper plate carries the patient's pure thoughts. Just thank you. Ye Yuan only needs a copper coin, and because of this, all his thoughts will be pure.

Ye Yuan could not for anyone to pollute these copper coins that were thrown on the street, which might not necessarily be picked up by someone. It was not the copper coins themselves, but the pure thought attached to the copper coins.

Perhaps he was still scared by Ye Yuan's eyes just now. This thin man wanted to say harsh words but couldn't say anything. When he remembered his mission, he looked at more than a dozen people around him. Ye Yuan was a boy with no weight. There was also an old man around him who could even feel that even a mortal could feel that he was about to fall into the soil, so he was a little more confident.

But his tone still couldn't help but soften: "Brother, you do this badly. If you come to open a clinic and have the ability, then you can do it. But if you only collect one copper coin, it is obvious that you are destroying other people's jobs. You are so unauthentic."

Ye Yuanyile said, "You can still talk well, tell me, what's the matter."

The man's heart moved and hurriedly said, "In this way, we are entrusted by someone. Please come over and talk. After all, it's your fault first. If you stay for ten days and half a month, wouldn't you ruin other people's jobs?"

Ye Yuan said directly: "Let's lead the way!"

The man was stunned, and then he remembered what he did, but when he remembered Ye Yuan's eyes just now, he couldn't help but shivered and said to himself: "It's considered completing the task if I take someone over, I have nothing to do..."

The table and chair were thrown directly here. Ye Yuan followed the man with the old man, with more than a dozen people around him, as if he was nervous that Ye Yuan would do something bad.

Soon, a few people arrived at the edge of the town and walked into the courtyard that you could see as soon as you entered the town.

Entering the courtyard, a light flashed in Ye Yuan's eyes and he said intimately: "Formation?"

The soul's perception was gently touched, and I could clearly feel the resentment in the house, and there was even a slight wisp of corpse energy mixed in it. Ye Yuan and the old man were both people who were extremely sensitive to corpse energy, and they could clearly feel it as soon as they entered the house.

Ye Yuan glanced at the old man and said nothing. The old man had a gloomy face and his voice rang in Ye Yuan's ear: "I'm out of sight. Someone here has set up a formation to block the exploration of divine consciousness. If I use more divine consciousnesses, I will definitely be able to detect it!"

Ye Yuan didn't say anything. If he hadn't gotten close, he would probably not be able to sense Ye Yuan's soul sensing. This is no longer a question of whether the divine consciousness is powerful enough, but the formation itself is very mysterious, or in other words, some strange things have been added, something that has a special shielding effect on divine consciousness or perception.

After entering here, Ye Yuan's perception was also greatly disturbed, but he could also feel that there were not only ordinary warriors here, but also monks!

There are three cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm, and there is even one cultivator at least in the innate stage of the Baoyuan Realm!

Surrounded by others, he walked into the second gate, and the thin man left with a dozen gangsters.

Ye Yuan entered the gate and sniffed his nose lightly, sensing the resentment spreading from the top. He could vaguely hear women screaming and wailing with despair. He raised his head, and the resentment on his head turned into desperate faces from time to time, pain, curses, curses, begging.

The door behind him had been closed. When he turned around, the door had turned into a high wall. Ye Yuan walked gently into the inside, but his eyes were looking at the resentful souls above his head.

In my mind, pictures began to appear.

An old man wearing animal skin and holding a dry bone staff in his hand, as thin as if he was only wearing a piece of skin on a bone rack, stood quietly, looking at the devastated earth ahead, the air was filled with resentment, and one by one, the resentful souls who were roaring in despair were constantly crying and venting his unwillingness and grievances in his heart.

The old man raised his head, his eyes without any emotional fluctuations looked at the millions of resentful souls above his head, and he recited a desolate and tragic spell. All resentful souls exploded one by one and dissipated. Soon, millions of resentful ghosts disappeared and were completely killed one by one.

Behind the old man, there were tens of thousands of crying crowds kneeling, looking at the familiar faces above his head, distorted but recognizable faces, crying bitterly, but none of them dared to stop the old man's actions.

The next picture penetrated into the mountains in the sky. An old man with a hunched body and skinny bones would dissipate as if the wind would blow. He stepped on the void and looked at thousands of giant beasts across the street, and said without any emotion: "Slaughtering 3181,229 people from our tribe. From now on, there will be no more blood in the Zhu Yan tribe."

He raised his bone staff and shouted, and Zhu Yan, who was thousands of feet tall, fell silently.

Wow...

The picture disappeared, and Ye Yuan's consciousness returned to him. At this time, three monks had already appeared in front of him.

When the old man saw Ye Yuan come to his senses, he whispered: "Boy, what are you doing?"

Ye Yuan felt disappointed and looked down on the resentful souls above his eyes. He asked himself, but he could not kill them all according to the practices in the inheritance. The resentful souls cannot be reincarnated or reborn, and the resentment cannot be dispersed. It can only be a disaster for the clan members. For the sake of the living and the dead, they must disappear.

Ye Yuan asked himself how he could be a ruthless monk who harmed others and benefited himself, but when he watched the scenes with his own eyes, millions of fellow tribes died tragically, and his resentment continued to dissipate and turned into millions of resentful souls. But how could he do his best to wipe them out? Only then did he realize that it was not that simple for the soul witch to abandon himself.

I feel very complicated.

Looking up, he looked at the hundreds of resentful souls above his head and the cultivators on the opposite side, and the lewd and evil spirits. Ye Yuan suddenly sighed softly. He was in no mood to know what the people on the opposite side had just said, and he didn't want to ask any questions anymore.

"Kill them all..."

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