As a black light flashed, the soul-eating ruler flew into the air.
Rotating rapidly, a black light fell down, covering the entire grassland where a dozen people were.
The predecessor of the Soul-Eating Ruler, the Soul-Eating Sword itself has the function of devouring blood essence and soul.
Compared with the low-grade Corpse Bloodworm, he is the same existence as the Grandmaster.
A powerful devouring force emerged out of thin air, and then thousands of corpse blood worms were quickly shriveled up, and finally turned into a black spot.
Yang Haoran breathed a sigh of relief after easily disposing of the Corpse Bloodworm, and took back the Soul-Eating Ruler.
Then he looked towards the grass again.
More than a dozen people are out of danger, but they are still in a state of mental confusion.
All of them had their eyes closed, squirming on the ground like snakes.
If it were an ordinary person, just seeing such a strange picture would probably scare them out of their wits.
Yang Haoran walked over and kicked everyone one by one.
He kicked everyone unconscious one by one, then stopped and frowned.
If these people are allowed to stay in Huangqiu Tomb for too long, their lives will not be in danger, but their bodies will be destroyed.
These people must be taken out as soon as possible and treated in a timely manner.
As for Zheng Zixuan? Yang Haoran sighed and could only give up temporarily.
From the analysis of the situation seen on the video, it is clear that what Zheng Zixuan encountered was more difficult.
An hour has passed now. If something happens, it is already too late to rush there.
If nothing happens, it won't make much difference to just wait a little later.
On the other hand, if these people are not treated quickly, their souls will be seriously damaged and they are very likely to become fools.
There are only a dozen people, and Yang Haoran alone is obviously unable to cope.
Yang Haoran frowned, took out the soul-eating ruler again, and threw it into the air.
Half of the Qimen Dunjia Disk is fused into the Soul-Eating Ruler, and the function of forming formations has not disappeared.
A soft white light shone down, covering more than a dozen people, and blocking out all the negative energy of Huangqiu Tomb.
As soon as the formation was activated, a dark wind immediately raged around the formation.
It was like some kind of creature roaring angrily, striking hard at the light wall of the formation.
The Qimen Dunjia Pan is originally a magic weapon that has been sacrificed and refined by people with great supernatural powers, and it is extremely powerful.
But at this moment, it was somewhat difficult to resist, and a buzzing sound was made.
Yang Haoran's face darkened. The yin energy of Huangqiu Tomb was so strong that it could threaten the Qimen Dunjia Pan!
Fortunately, although the formation was severely impacted, it still did not collapse.
Yang Haoran did not dare to be careless, always monitoring the formation's situation, and drawing void talismans from time to time to stabilize the formation.
In this way, Yang Haoran did not dare to leave for a moment, until the sun rose and the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking came from the distance.
The raging Yin Qi receded in an instant, and the formation suddenly stabilized.
Looking at the ray of morning light on the horizon, Yang Haoran breathed a sigh of relief and then dared to wipe a handful of sweat on his forehead.
No matter how fierce and gloomy the place is, it will become calm as long as it is exposed to the sun.
Yang Haoran took out his phone and dialed Zhu Mingyi's number directly.
Ask him to send a car to Huangqiu Tomb quickly and take away Zheng Daqian and others.
After everything was dealt with, Yang Haoran put away the Soul-eating Ruler. It was already bright and there would be no more weird things happening.
More than a dozen people were still in a coma, but Yang Haoran ignored them. He wanted to see how Fan Tingting was doing.
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When Yang Haoran was thinking about it, he had already returned to the place where Fan Tingting stood.
At first glance, it was completely empty.
"Fan Tingting!"
Yang Haoran exclaimed and broke into a cold sweat.
In two steps, he jumped to the position where Fan Tingting had stayed before. The formation he temporarily arranged had disappeared, showing signs of being impacted!
Yang Haoran immediately became anxious. During this period, he had already taken Fan Tingting as his true disciple.
How could you not be anxious now that you see Fan Tingting missing?
What's more, Fan Tingting came out with him. If something happens, how will she explain it to her parents?
"Fan Tingting, please don't let anything happen to you!"
Yang Haoran muttered in his mouth and counted with his fingers.
Soon there was sweat flowing down his forehead, like rain.
Although Yang Haoran used to make a living by fortune-telling, he rarely actually predicted fortunes for others.
Because predicting fortune requires too much effort and may affect the predictor's own practice.
If he is not a close relative, Yang Haoran will rarely use deduction techniques as a last resort.
Following a burst of nervous calculations, Yang Haoran suddenly opened his eyes.
But he let out a sigh of relief, and his face showed a little relief.
"My life is not in the way, but I am destined to suffer this calamity. It seems I can only do it again at night!"
Yang Haoran not only deduced that Fan Tingting was not in danger, but Zheng Zixuan was also still alive.
However, it is unclear and difficult to figure out the specific situation.
There is only one possibility for this situation to occur, and that is that both people have entered the Gate of Yin and Yang.
Although the Gate of Yin and Yang cannot be regarded as another world, there is still a layer of space barrier.
It is that layer of space barrier that blocks Yang Haoran's power of calculation.
Fortunately, it was confirmed that both people were still alive, which made Yang Haoran breathe a sigh of relief.
Although Yang Haoran wanted to rescue the two people now, the Gate of Yin and Yang can only be opened at night.
Even if the Taoism reaches the sky, it cannot find the gate of Yin and Yang in broad daylight.
What's more, Yang Haoran considers himself to be just a small practitioner at the fourth level of qi training, and he is still far from reaching the heavens in Taoism.
After a while, Zhu Mingyi, who received the notice from Yang Haoran, had personally led the team to Huangqiu Tomb.
"Mr. Yang, what happened?"
Zhu Mingyi walked quickly to Yang Haoran, very nervous.
Now Yang Haoran not only has a profound background, but also is a great benefactor of Qingchuan City. Zhu Mingyi naturally has to treat him with caution.
"Send these people to the hospital first and find a large ward to accommodate them.
Don't let the hospital do anything, I will handle it myself."
Although he didn't know what was going on, Zhu Mingyi quickly ordered his men to act according to Yang Haoran's instructions.
After all, things get done easily when there are many people. Zheng Daqian and a dozen of them were quickly carried into the car and left quickly.
Shortly after Yang Haoran and others left, a large number of self-media reporters swarmed towards Huangqiu Tomb.
This is a great opportunity to create a hot spot, how could these people let it go?
As a result, the dilapidated Huangqiu Tomb suddenly became lively.
A large number of self-media reporters stood on each of the graves and took videos.