Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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Huh?

Glancing at it, Ye Chen gave a soft sigh, "Why did Yan Huang have this poem?"

Ye Chen's words awakened Zhong Jiang next to him. Then he turned subconsciously and looked at Ye Chen, "Little friend, have you seen this poem?"

"I've seen it on an ancient cliff in a cave. Did I return it?"

"God?" Hearing these two words, Zhong Jiang's brows frowned slightly, and the dim old eyes still had vague eyes blinking, murmured, "Have the Master ever been to the cave?"

"Senior, who wrote this poem, so sad, confused, and resentful." Ye Chen looked at Zhong Jiang.

"I wrote it before my teacher left."

"It's your master again." Ye Chen scratched his head fiercely and looked at the ancient poem on the rock wall again.

Is this also a coincidence?

Ye Chen murmured in his heart, Zhong Jiang's master Hong Chen, wrote the poem, even his Ye Chen's name and Chu Xuan's name.

"To be sure, Master Zhong Jiang's predecessor has also visited the cave." The night train touched his chin. "The outline of each stroke is exactly the same. I don't know Hongchen is so elegant."

"Whenever the night is quiet, I will stand here and watch the poem quietly." As Ye Chen groaned, Zhong Jiang aside suddenly said, "It may be the only thing left by Master."

"Senior, the deceased is dead, why are you so?" Ye Chen spoke with relief.

Hey!

Zhong Jiang sighed helplessly, "The master and his elders were young when they were young, but in their later years, they didn't know why they became muddy. The state was very strange, and sometimes even our brothers and sisters' names were wrong."

Having said that, Zhong Jiang looked again at the ancient poem on the rock wall, "When the master respects him, the only time he will never change, he will always meditate on this poem."

"There is no big secret hidden in this poem!" Ye Chen said tentatively.

"So, when I have time, I will stand here, hoping to see something from this poem. I was too curious to know why the old master became so muddled, and why I never forget this poem. I Always wondering if his elderly man has any unfulfilled wishes. "

"Senior Hongchen has passed away, so don't forget the seniors." Looking at Zhong Jiang, who looked old, Ye Chen comforted him.

Hey!

With another sigh, Zhong Jiang turned silently and disappeared into the night.

After he left, Ye Chen also touched his chin, finally glanced at the rock wall, and turned away.

Back in the small world of space, Ye Chen picked up a spiritual fruit and summoned the Da Luo Shen Ding.

Hum!

Da Luo Shen Ding is huge, simple and natural, overflowing with a mysterious mystery, forming a hanging waterfall, surrounded by the jiajiatianzi, which runs by itself according to a certain rule, and the avenues intertwined by the avenue.

After doing this, Ye Chen just brushed the storage bag, and the Yin Yin died from the 100,000 Mountains will be brought out.

Yin Yin will be brought out just now, and Ye Chen will move Da Luo Shen Ding to suppress it there.

Having settled on the dying general, Ye Chen slowly gathered up and looked up and down with the eyes of Xianlun.

"The strength is comparable to the monk's spiritual imagination. It's an eighth heaven." Ye Chen touched his chin and mumbled, "There is blood and flesh, no doubt an ancient corpse, and it was cast with a curse."

Speaking of mantras, Ye Chen put his gaze on the heart of the dying man, and saw a weird mantra in his brain, and it was this mantra that allowed the operator to control him.

Thinking of this, Ye Chensheng cut open the head of Yin Ming, and grabbed the curse in his hands.

The curse is purple-gold, suspended in the hand, and there is a cold breath overflowing. Don't look at it as big as a baby's slap, but there are many mysteries in it.

Suddenly, Ye Chen's left eye narrowed slightly, staring at the purple gold curse floating in the palm.

To his surprise, he captured the imprint of the soul from this curse.

"That's it." Ye Chen finally twitched a smile, "The purple gold curse is also made by people. Refining the curse and refining the elixir has the same magic, and there is the soul imprint in the elixir. There is also the soul imprint of the refiner in this curse. "

Speaking of which, Ye Chen's smile was even better. "So, as long as I can break the imprint of the soul, I can also make such a curse. As long as I make such a curse, I can also make the Yin and the Dead."

Speaking, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed deeper, staring at the imprint of the soul in the curse.

He saw an old man covered in purple gold robes. At this moment, he was manipulating a weird flame to make a curse, and its complexity was not in any way weaker than making a five-grained spirit.

However, these things are nothing to Ye Chen now.

His soul level is already in the land, and after swallowing the source of the ancient and ancient Eucharist, both the body and soul are nibbled and transformed, and the soul level has reached the peak of the land.

Such soul cultivation, if there is a magic elixir, it is not difficult to make a five-grain elixir.

Since the Wuwen Lingdan can be refined, the corresponding mantra of the ancient corpse that controls the ancient corpse must also be refined accordingly.

I do n’t know when Ye Chen retracted his eyes and smiled at the corners of his mouth. “It ’s a mystery. If you give me a powerful ancient corpse, I can also make a powerful Yin-Ming.”

Having said that, Ye Chen appeared in Ye Chen's eyes, crushing the curse of his palm.

puff!

In the midst of it, sounds of vomiting blood sounded.

Far away in a deep underground palace where I don't know how many miles, a man covered in a purple robe reveals a pair of gloomy eyes. Come out, who is it that crushed the curse. "

There was nothing to say all night, and then dawn.

The next day, Ye Chen just stepped out of the small world of space, and a white light stood in front of him from heaven, turning into a figure. A closer look is Zhong Jiang.

"Follow me." Zhong Jiang said nothing, grabbed Ye Chen's palm and plunged into nothingness.

"Senior, what is so urgent." Ye Chen, who was threatened by the whole look, looked at Zhong Jiang for a moment.

"Ren Huang just sent an intermittent message: Last night Zhong Xiao was conspired by someone and was seriously injured. The strong man in the Bloodthirsty Hall was attacking Ren Huang's Lingshan."

"It's a bloodthirsty palace again." After hearing these three words, Ye Chen's eyes burst into a cold mang involuntarily.

"You and I go first, Yan Huang Qiang will come later." Zhong Jiang said, taking Ye Chen into a teleportation array.

"The predecessors know how many strong bloodthirsty palace siege men, and how many quasi-sky realms."

"Three deities."

"Three respects." Ye Chen frowned a little when he heard this amount.

Ye Chen knew what the three quasi-sky realms meant.

Although Zhong Jiang is powerful, every time he makes a move, Xiu becomes a lower point. How difficult it is to kill the quasi-sky realm. Even if he can kill the quasi-sky realm, he will have to pay a painful price.

"My Xianlun forbidden technique can destroy one, but the other two quasi-sky realms need Senior Zhong Jiang to deal with it." Ye Chen thought secretly, "But if so, Senior Zhong Jiang Xiu must fall sharply. , It may be possible to descend from the quasi-sky realm to the empty ninth heaven. "

"The bloodthirsty palace, you are everywhere." Ye Chen's eyes were extremely cold, "Wait for me, and wait for Lao Tzu to release his hand. I will definitely hit you once and not hurt you. You **** mothers do n’t have long memories. ”

"Little friend, if I can't go back this time, I hope you will keep Yanhuang." On the side, Zhong Jiang said abruptly.