With a cold smile, Ye Huang looked at his other three disciples. The four of them seemed to be standing in a formation. He didn't know exactly what it was, but judging from Wu Cha's expression, it didn't seem to be serious.
"Afraid? Do you think a dying person would be afraid?"
With a sneer, the old man chuckled.
"I heard that the closer someone is to death, the more afraid of death they are. Otherwise, I don't think you would practice this kind of magic, right?"
"Do you know how to raise corpses very well?"
Frowning, the old man muttered a little offended by what Emperor Ye said.
After traveling to so many places, he has set up dozens of corpse raising formations, but no one has ever been able to explain the corpse raising technique, but this kid knows it clearly.
"I don't understand, but he understands. Where did you get things that should have died in the long river of history?"
In an instant, the momentum all over Ye Huang's body became much thicker, and a sense of oppression also followed.
Now that he has encountered it, he is not ready to let these people go. The art of cultivating corpses is an extremely vicious evil art. Even if this old guy dares not make a big deal now, there is no guarantee that he will no longer be satisfied with what he is seeing.
With his strength, he will eventually cause trouble.
"You want to keep us?"
The change in Ye Huang's momentum suddenly made the old man understand what the young man in front of him was planning.
"Not bad! If we run into each other, do you think I will let you go?"
Ye Huang smiled coldly and continued, "Since fate has brought us together, the four of you, master and disciple, can all stay here."
The air was filled with the strong murderous intention emanating from Ye Huang. Back in the sanatorium on the outskirts of Beijing, a Yin evil point that had been sealed was opened and almost caused a catastrophe. From that time on, Ye Huang was concerned about these things.
I am very disgusted by the crooked ways.
Especially in the matter of Lin Anqi in Hong Kong, Lin Hu, the adopted son of Lin Baoguo, colluded with the evil Onmyoji and almost caused Lin Anqi's death, which made Emperor Ye hate these things deeply.
There are two types of Feng Shui masters, good and evil.
Use it in the right way, benefit the public, and bless the world.
If used in evil places, it will create great evil fate.
Obviously, the old guy in front of him absorbs the vitality of living people to extend his own life, which is not what a decent person should do.
"It's such a big tone, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it! Boy, you want to slay demons and protect the Tao at a young age. You really think you are reading a martial arts novel!"
Before he finished speaking, the old man suddenly took action. The hand hidden in his sleeve robe suddenly shook, and a series of iron darts flew out directly towards Ye Huang and the other four.
"Little tricks!"
With a soft drink, Ye Huang pulled up the cover on the sofa and spun it rapidly in the air. In less than half a second, all the darts fell into the cover with a few tinkling sounds.
The snapping sound defused the opponent's attack.
However, it seems that the opponent did not prepare a few iron darts to hurt Ye Huang. While swinging the iron darts, a pair of silver gloves were put on his hands, and a purple light flickered on them.
"Sir, boy, his gloves are full of poison, and they have been infiltrated by the earth evil spirit."
The moment the opponent took out the silver gloves, Wucha, who was hiding in front of Queen Ye, changed his face greatly and exclaimed.
If it was just a highly poisonous thing, he believed that Ye Huang could definitely deal with it. However, this highly poisonous poison was infiltrated by Earthly Evil. That is to say, the most sinister and poisonous thing in the world was added to the highly toxic thing. It can be said that the master of poisons added poison. If this thing was
If it rubs on the body, it will definitely erode the skin and muscles directly.
In the air, Ye Huang, who had thrown away the cover, was about to bully him. He stretched out his hands and prepared for a head-on collision with the opponent. The aura on his fists emitted a dazzling light. Upon hearing Wu Cha's words, he immediately closed his fists.
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"Since I sent you here, how can it be so easy for you to go back!"
With a soft drink, the old man looked ferocious and directly handed over his hands.
"Zizzi..."
There was a stinging sound, and Ye Huang's fist filled with Gang Qi was corroded by the opponent's gloves, and an unpleasant smell filled the air.
Suddenly, Ye Huang's expression changed drastically. This thing could corrode Gang Qi, which was really beyond his expectation.
"I really don't believe in evil!"
With a cold snort in his heart, Ye Huang once again pumped up his true energy. The fullness of the Gang Qi in his fist increased sharply, and he struck again.
"Pfft!"
There was another sound like a soldering iron on the flesh. The Gang Qi passport in front of Ye Huang's fist was directly burned out with a huge hole. A cold breath penetrated the few Gang Qi, and he almost suffered frostbite.
Ye Huang's hand.
Not daring to be aggressive with the opponent, Ye Huang suddenly struck the ground with his other hand, and the ball bounced back.
"Young master, don't confront me head-on. What he has in his hands is almost the most evil thing in the world. You must find other ways."
Wucha stepped forward to hold Ye Huang, fearing that he would suffer a loss if he went up again.
"Zhazi, what is that?"
Ye Huang looked at the other party warily and asked in a low voice.
"Sir, this thing is an evil weapon that has been impregnated with the evil spirit, and it matches our magic weapon. I only heard this thing mentioned by the older generation. It is said that in the Ming Dynasty, an evil Feng Shui master got it.
He picked up an evil weapon. At that time, more than a dozen decent Feng Shui masters besieged him and killed four or five of them before they were killed. However, the evil Feng Shui masters were actually not very powerful, mainly because of the evil weapon in their hands!"
Compared with magic weapons, evil weapons also need to be soaked in some extremely yin and evil places for many years before they can be made. Just like magic weapons need to be nourished by the earth in the spiritual veins of heaven and earth.
"Can't the things in your hands cure it?"
Upon hearing Wucha's words, Ye Huang's expression turned cold.
There are indeed surprises everywhere in life, and they are more surprising than happy!
Damn, the Feng Shui master who was planning to destroy an evil sect could actually come across a once-in-a-century thing like an evil weapon.
"These things in my hands are not good. The production of evil weapons is even more demanding than magic weapons. Magical weapons of the same level have always been restrained by evil weapons. The worst thing is that the old thing has been nourished by the earth evil yin acupoint. It has been
It’s a little outrageous.”
Holding his pocket, Wucha said to Ye Huang with a serious expression.
Although he knew that these magic weapons of his could not deal with the old man's evil weapons, he would not be stingy about throwing them at him if it was a last resort.
"What's wrong? If you don't go up, why didn't you just do justice to Heaven?"
Opposite, the old man sneered, and the silver gloves in his hands shone with a blue light, which was very eerie.
"Originally I wanted to let you go, but since you are so weak and have recognized the evil weapon in my hand, I really can't let you go. And you all must die!"
After speaking to Emperor Ye and others, the old man suddenly looked at Li Chuan's subordinates except Li Chuan and said coldly.
Obviously, this old thing didn't want to expose the fact that the evil weapon was in her hands.
Because he also knows that there are fewer and fewer Feng Shui masters nowadays, but after all, there are some decent people who may cause trouble for him if they know what they have in their hands.
Some evil Feng Shui masters will also covet his evil weapons.
