The endless tombs stretching for dozens of miles, each tombstone next to each other, and countless ghosts and ghosts filled every inch of space in the sky and the ground, roaring freely, venting the endless tortures over the years.

Ye Yuan's eyes were closed, and he kept moving in a posture. Ghosts were constantly rushing towards Ye Yuan greedily. Ye Yuan lost consciousness, and the disguise had disappeared without realizing it, revealing his original appearance, and his breath began to emit. This vitality was fatal attraction to these ghost ghosts.

However, no ghost could get close to within three meters of Ye Yuan's body. Among the ghosts, No. 1 turned into a huge ghost face, and it captured a resentful soul from time to time to swallow it. It smiled and let out a refreshing roar. However, even No. 1 could not get close to within three meters of Ye Yuan's body. Once it approached this distance, an extremely powerful pressure suppression instantly appeared, just like an invisible wall in the air blocking its progress.

Suddenly, a light appeared between Ye Yuan's eyebrows, and it was shot out with a whoosh. The flowing light dissipated and turned into an old man with constant body fluctuations in the air. His body sometimes turned into translucent, sometimes solidifying like a real person.

But at this moment, the old man's soul was closed with his eyes. If it were not for what he saw with his own eyes, no one would believe that the soul could faint. The world's rumor is the soul body condensed by acquired consciousness, and all consciousnesses condensed. The soul itself is all human consciousness. There is only one situation, that is, death, and only when death, all consciousnesses will lose activity.

The big face of No. 1 turned into a big face and looked at the old man's soul. The flames in his eyes were raising up. A gray-white tongue stretched out from his mouth, and he licked his entire face with a thorn, and then slowly approached the old man.

No. 1 opened his mouth wide and bit it away in one bite, but in an instant, the old man's soul suddenly opened his mouth and drank: "Drink!"

A milky white air mass condensed out of thin air, which was incompatible with the surrounding aura, full of righteousness and openness. The air mass rushed into No. 1's huge mouth and exploded. With a bang, No. 1 screamed repeatedly, and his body was blown to pieces.

After a breath, No. 1's body condensed again, looking at the old man's soul with a grin, but he didn't dare to be arrogant anymore.

"No. 1, retreat!"

At this moment, Ye Yuan's slightly weak voice came. When he opened his eyes, there was a sense of a strong but extremely weak feeling in Ye Yuan's eyes. He had just experienced the invincible soul witch in the spiritual world, but now he suddenly returned to his original form. This feeling of weakness that was not weak made Ye Yuan very uncomfortable.

After looking at the old man floating in the air, Ye Yuan's eyes swept over, and the old man's soul seemed to be hit by thunder. He shivered and opened his eyes. The old man's eyes were a little confused. After a moment, he recovered a little bit of figure. The plainness was filled with a sense of arrogance looking down at the common people. Suddenly, when he saw Ye Yuan, his body trembled, but in a flash it turned into anger and angry look.

"Sir, be dying!"

The old man's soul stood in the air. As soon as his finger pointed at Ye Yuan, his right arm exploded, his mouth opened again, and his head exploded at the same time.

After a breath, the old man's soul condensed again, looking at Ye Yuan in surprise, but he never dared to say anything bad again, but the next moment, the soul exploded again.

Ye Yuan stood aside, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and said, "You can arrange me in your heart, curse me, just like it as you like, but how many times can you bear such damage?"

At this moment, a trace of fear appeared in the old man's eyes, with a hint of surprise and fear, and said, "All what happened just now is true? Isn't it an illusion?"

Ye Yuan couldn't help but show a trace of disdain. It was probably because he had been sealed for a long time and his mind was not working well. He actually thought it was an illusion?

Shaking his head, Ye Yuan said, "Tell me, who you are? Why have you been sealed for so long? You also used tens of millions of ghosts to use nine hidden Yin corpse holes as aid to use seals. From me, your level is not enough for this kind of treatment."

The old man floated in the air without touching his feet, his face was not very good. He heard this and his neck was stuttering, and he said, "I..."

Before he could say the following words, he couldn't help but say: "I am the Duke of Dayuan Zhenguo, with the surname Changsun, the name is Dong, and the courtesy name is Wuji." After saying this, the old man couldn't help but take a few steps back, covered his mouth with one hand, and looked at Ye Yuan with horror.

Ye Yuan nodded, and the original memory in his head seemed to have seen this person's name there. This was the memory of his predecessor, but he couldn't remember it, so he asked again: "Why were you sealed here? Who sealed you here? How much did you cultivate during your lifetime?"

The old man had a strong fear in his eyes, but his mouth was not controlled by him at all, saying: "During the middle stage of the human realm, he practiced the Confucian and Taoist "Haoran Code", practiced the Confucian and Taoist entries to conquer the world, and was proficient in the six arts of Confucianism. It was sealed by Qin Ying himself, because I controlled the biggest secret of Dayuan, the location of the Great Yuan treasure house, the method of entering, the certificate of opening, and the things that Qin Ying needed, so he did not kill me, but just separated my spirit and flesh and sealed them separately, and even slaughtered my tens of millions of people in Dayuan. He used these ghosts as his power to seal me, causing me to suffer from inner torture day and night. It has been 1,500 years now."

Ye Yuan frowned, Qin Ying, and when he heard this name, Ye Yuan felt a bad feeling, and said, "But the founding emperor of the Qin Dynasty?"

The old man said without hesitation: "That's right, it's the butcher who destroyed my Dayuan and created the Qin Dynasty. His cultivation level was far superior to that of my husband a thousand five hundred years ago, and even anyone in my dynasty. Now, his real name has been covered. As long as anyone recites his life, he will be perceived. Although I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood, I still dare not read his name."

Ye Yuan felt cold in his heart, and naturally understood that a person's name disappeared from everyone's mind and became a taboo. What kind of state is it? It is an existence that has transcended the mortals and began to touch the Tao.

"Where is the treasure house of the Yuan Dynasty? Do you have the entry certificate?"

"In the inner sea, the sky waves and the seabed! I don't have any certificates, but I know what the real certificate looks like."

After saying that, the old man's eyes were completely desperate. He looked at Ye Yuan blankly and said, "What did you do, who are you? Why did you happen to be like this? How could you do this..."

Although Ye Yuan looked up to Changsun Wuji, he looked down on his face and said: "You have become my witch slave. No matter what your identity or cultivation level were before, from now on, you only have one identity, and that is my witch slave!"

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