Jike Xiuyuan even shrank in her mother's arms. Just a few minutes ago, she witnessed her childhood playmate being sucked into a mummy by a ghost using poisonous insects. She knew very well that this man who looked like a zombie had
How terrible.
There were wailings and screams outside, but in the yard, Ye Chen was always concentrating on cooking the silver scale grass, as if everything happening outside had nothing to do with him.
Everyone's eyes are focused on Jike Boya and Lu Sansheng. They are the most outstanding geniuses of the Yin Puppet Sect. At this moment, they are the only ones who are most likely to stop the Yin Gui.
Jike Boya and Lu Sansheng were stunned on the spot, their pupils widened.
They couldn't believe that the great elders and other powerful men in the sect had all died in the hands of Yin Gui.
The ghost's eyes were cold and he glanced directly at the two of them.
"Looking at the cultivation level of the two of you, you can almost catch up with those old immortals. You should be the two strongest of the younger generation of the Yin Puppet Sect!"
He licked his lips, showing an extremely greedy expression.
"One is a middle-stage master, and the other is an early-stage master. Although your talents are not extremely strong, they are enough to rank among the first-class geniuses. When I drain the blood of you two, you can help me refine the blood god Gu! Haha!"
He laughed wildly again, and the sound was mixed with unbridled inner energy, causing the ground to tremble slightly at any time. Jike Boya and Lu Sansheng were the first to bear the brunt, and were directly shaken by this arrogant inner energy, making their blood boil.
Although they are talented disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect, Yin Gui was almost invincible to the Yin Puppet Sect thirty years ago. Now thirty years later, their cultivation has become even more terrifying. Even the masters of the sect such as the Great Elder have been beaten by them.
How could they be his opponents if they were killed?
Lu Sansheng and Jike Boya were frightened and backed away. Suddenly, a long roar came, shaking the sky.
"Yingui, don't be so arrogant!"
Hearing this voice, Jike Boya and Lu Sansheng both looked ecstatic. They turned around and saw an old man with flowing white hair flying over and hitting Yin Gui with a palm.
When the aboriginal people in Huajian Valley saw the visitor, they also expressed surprise and surprise.
"Elder Tu!"
The old man who just appeared is none other than one of the five elders of the Yin Puppet Sect, Tu Wuyi.
"Tu Wuyi, I missed one of you just now, and now you dare to show up and seek death!"
Facing the palm struck by Tu Wuwu in the air, Yin Gui sneered and just waved his palm.
The two people's arms connected, and an invisible force spread, causing dust to fly on the ground. The next moment, everyone's expressions froze on their faces.
Tu Wuyi trembled all over, and his entire left arm was bent and broken by the beating, and the sound of brittle bones could be heard.
He let out a miserable howl, and was struck several feet away by the ghost's palm. He hit a big rock hard and suffered serious injuries in an instant.
Countless aborigines in Huajian Valley were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They thought that Tu Wuyi's appearance would be able to stop the ghosts for a moment, or at least buy them time to escape.
But Yin Gui's palm completely wiped out all their thoughts!
Countless people, including Jike Boya and Lu Sansheng, have fallen into despair!
"Tu Wuyi, you also participated in besieging me thirty years ago. Today I will send you on your way!"
The ghost's hand stretched out from his sleeve and was about to walk towards Tu Wuxin.
Seeing Yin Gui's withered and pale palms, Boya couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Even Elder Tu couldn't take the opponent's palm. Who else in this huge Huajian Valley can defeat him? Who else?
Can you save them all?
A name suddenly appeared in her mind.
"Yingui, you'd better not act rashly!"
Jike Boya had an idea and forced himself to calm down: "Now there is a person who wants to control you. He will arrive at Huajian Valley in a short time. If you confront him, you will only die!"
Yin Gui paused and raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.
"Oh? Can someone control me?"
He sneered: "I would like to know, even the Yin Puppet Sect was destroyed by me, who else can kill me!"
Jike Boya clenched his fists and blurted out nervously.
"It's Ye Lingtian!"
As soon as she said this, Lu Sansheng, Jike Tieli, and even the seriously injured Tu Wuyi were stunned.
Yin Gui's expression changed, and a look of horror finally appeared on his expressionless face.
"Are you talking about the newly promoted young martial arts master in the Chinese martial arts world, Ye Lingtian?"
There was a bit of fear emerging in his eyes. After all, Ye Lingtian's name was so loud in Sichuan Province that rumors about him spread throughout the martial arts circles in other parts of China.
This was a genuine martial arts master who had even beaten the second leader of the Tang Sect to death with one punch. Although he considered himself powerful, he also knew that he was still no match for Ye Lingtian.
"The Yin Puppet Sect actually invited Ye Lingtian?"
He murmured, and his movements finally stopped.
"Of course, we sent people to Lucheng to find Ye Lingtian for help a day ago!"
Jike Boya forced the scene and said: "Ye Lingtian is already rushing to Huajian Valley. If you dare to kill us, he will definitely not let you go!"
Seeing Jike Boya's nonsense here, Lu Sansheng and others could only wait with bated breath, not daring to say anything nonsense.
At this moment, they only hope to use Ye Lingtian's reputation to scare away the ghosts.
Yin Gui paused on the spot, his expression changed slightly, and Jike Boya was excited. She thought that her strategy had worked, and Yin Gui would retreat out of fear of Ye Lingtian.
But at this moment, Yin Gui suddenly smiled sadly.
"Ye Lingtian? So what? Even if I am not his opponent at this moment, if I kill you immediately and run away, how can he find me?"
"Besides, after I drain both of your blood and cultivate the Blood God Gu, even Ye Lingtian will be sure to defeat him. What do I have to fear?"
The confidence on Yin Gui's face was flying, and the confidence brought by his power had expanded infinitely.
Jike Boya's beauty turned pale. She thought her trick was successful, but she didn't expect Yin Gui to be so confident in her own power.
Just when Yin Gui made a move, a chuckle suddenly came from the side, with a bit of disdain and ridicule.
Yin Gui paused and turned towards the direction of the sound, and saw Ye Chen who was watering water in the yard. The eyes of the others were also fixed on Ye Chen.
Jike Xiuyuan lightly covered her red lips, with a look of panic on her face.
The horror of the ghost was obvious to everyone, but Ye Chen actually dared to laugh out loud?
"Boy, why are you laughing?"
The ghost's eyes narrowed slightly, with a dangerous cold light dancing in them.
"I'm laughing at you. The person you killed has nothing to do with you. Why bother asking me?"
Facing the ruthless and powerful Yin Gui, Ye Chen showed no fear at all. He just answered with a smile and lowered his head to water the water again.
Because Yin Gui said that he was sure to defeat him after cultivating the Blood God Gu, he laughed. With his strength, no matter how much stronger Yin Gui was, he would still be no more than an ant in front of him!
Yin Gui found it interesting to see that Ye Chen was not afraid of him. He took a few steps closer and looked at the rows of buds in front of Ye Chen, and his eyes lit up.
Although he didn't know what kind of plants these buds were, he practiced the Blood God Gu and had a wonderful sense of many treasures and spiritual grasses. He felt extremely powerful spiritual energy fluctuations on these inconspicuous buds.
"Boy, based on what you just said, I should have killed you, but I'm in a good mood today and can show mercy and let you go!"
"I want these grasses. If you want to live, get out of here!"
To Yin Gui, an ordinary person like Ye Chen, who has no inner energy in his body, is nothing more than an ant and a mustard. He doesn't kill too many of them and lets go of too many.
All he wants is these silver-scaled grasses. As for the rest of the people around him, he is not in a hurry to kill them. The entire Huajian Valley is already in his trap. He can kill them with just a wave of his sleeves.
Thousands of Gu insects turned them into pus and blood.