"Half-step immortal?" Ye Xingchen frowned. He never thought that behind any cat or dog, there would be a half-step immortal like White Elephant King and Zhu Wuji, who would press forward step by step when he saw the other person crossing the bonfire.
Walking over, he secretly tightened the Longhuang Demon Suppressing Bell in his hand, calmly took two steps back, shook his head, and said: "The Lin family's Immortal Seeking Order is not in our hands."
"Oh? It's not in your hands, so where is it?" Huang Qishao asked gloomily.
"At the Human Emperor's place," Ye Xingchen said.
"Human Emperor? Zhu Wuji?"
boom!
Lin Huiyan's whole face suddenly became distorted. He looked at Ye Xingchen opposite, smiled ferociously, and said: "Boy, you use Zhu Wuji as a shield, do you think that this young master can't do anything to you?
"
"It's not a shield." Ye Xingchen shook his head, looked at Huang Qishao sincerely, and said: "Young Master Huang, if you don't believe it, you can ask anyone in the capital city to find out. The Lin family's order to seek immortality was presented to the emperor.
The prince took it away and presented it to the Human Emperor. This is no longer a secret in the Divine Capital City."
"The eldest prince?" A strange smile flashed across Huang Qishao's face, he shook his head and said: "There is no need to ask anyone, let go of your sea of consciousness and let me check it, as long as you say
Everything is true, so I won’t embarrass you anymore, how about that?”
"Let go of the sea of consciousness?"
"Prying into my memory?"
Whoosh!
After listening to Huang Qishao's words, Ye Xingchen's face darkened. Although he did not want to provoke the Half-Step Immortal Realm master of the Ghost King Sect, who was Huang Qishao's father, Emperor Huangquan, if the other party pressed too hard,
Ye Xingchen is not a soft persimmon, anyone can come up and pinch him.
What's more, there are countless secrets in his memory, and pulling out any one of them is enough to cause an uproar. Whether it's a bronze glazed lamp or the Wushen Palace, they are a thousand or ten thousand times more important than the Immortal Searching Order Huang Qishao said.
More than anything.
Putting aside the fact that the Lin family's Immortal Seeking Order was not in Zhu Wuji's hands, even if the Immortal Seeking Order was really given to Zhu Wuji, if Huang Qishao had known about the bronze glazed lamp and Wushen Palace,
It's all in his hands. When the time comes, the young sect leader of the Ghost King Sect will probably strangle himself on the spot.
"Brother Ye, you can't agree to it. If you are peeked into the sea of consciousness, it will damage the foundation of the life soul at the least... and turn you into a fool and a useless person." The great priest gritted his teeth and looked at Huang Qishao with a livid face.
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"Talk too much."
boom!
A scarlet skull suddenly flew out from Lin Huiyan's body and smashed into the big worshiper's chest. It was so fast that even Ye Xingchen and Xue Fox didn't react, let alone the big worshiper himself.
Coming over, the fist-sized skull hit the big worshiper's chest.
There was a muffled sound.
They saw that the great worshiper fell backwards and flew out. Before he could fall to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face instantly turned as pale as white paper.
"Huh, I'm talking, when will it be your turn to interrupt?" Huang Qishao glanced at the big worshiper, and said calmly: "This time is a warning, don't blame me next time, I will
You old thing has been refined into an Inferi puppet."
Woohoo!
The ghost energy on Huang Qishao's body suddenly surged. He looked at Ye Xingchen with cold eyes and said lightly: "Boy, open your sea of consciousness."
"If you want to pry into my sea of consciousness, it depends on whether you have the ability." Ye Xingchen raised his eyelids and looked at Huang Qishao with an indifferent expression, and the majestic star power burst out from him.
"Star Saint Realm?" Huang Qishao clicked his lips, looked at Ye Xingchen with a mocking look on his face, sneered, and said: "Humph, if you don't have to drink a toast, you will have to drink a fine wine. How dare you even be in the Star Saint Realm?"
Are you stubbornly resisting in front of me? With your meager cultivation, whether you can cooperate or not is the same to me."
"Soul possession..."
Buzz!
Huang Qishao focused his gaze and saw a faint soul flying out from between Lin Huiyan's eyebrows. He bared his teeth and claws and pounced towards Ye Xingchen.
"Brother Ye, be careful, this is Huang Qishao's star soul ghost. Once entangled by it, the consequences will be disastrous." The great worshiper endured the huge pain in his chest, gritted his teeth and said: "Its ghost is not only
It can peer into people's sea of consciousness and memory, and it can also control the body of a warrior."
"Prying into memories?"
Whoosh!
Ye Xingchen's pupils shrank slightly when he heard the reminder from the Grand Priest. Only now did he realize why the young master of the Ghost King Sect was targeting him without any warning.
Witch God Palace?
At first, it might have been for the Lin family's Immortal Seeking Order. After all, just one more Immortal Seeking Order would be enough to bring ten more masters into the Immortal King's Tomb. But now, Huang Qishao's target may have become himself.
The Witch God Palace.
Everyone in the Lin family knew that they had this 'Tianbao' in their hands, and Lin Huimin was no exception. Since Huang Qishao's ghost possessed Lin Huimin, how could he not pry into her memory?
‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…
That trace of the soul of the Life Ghost rushed over. Only the cultivation of the middle stage of the Star Emperor Realm was far inferior to that of the Snow Fox. Even monsters with the cultivation of the Emperor Realm such as the Divine Wind Bone Rat King and the Hyena Demon
, he has the strength to fight, let alone a trace of the remnant soul of the Star King Realm.
"Hmph, Star King Realm? You want to pry into my sea of consciousness with just a trace of your soul? Who gave you the courage?"
Boom!
Ye Xingchen's face darkened, and the Longhuang Demon Suppressing Bell flew out with a 'buzz' sound, and the majestic star power poured in. The Demon Suppressing Bell, which was originally only the size of a fist, instantly surged more than ten times.
When the remnant soul of the fate ghost was less than half a meter away from Ye Xingchen, the Long Huang Demon Suppressing Bell suddenly fell from the sky and crushed it, and a dragon roar came from the Demon Suppressing Bell.
The roar of the dragon shook the sky.
Even those strong men from the sects and ancient tribes who were already asleep by the campfire were surprised. They all raised their heads and looked at Ye Xingchen and Huang Qishao's positions with dull faces.
How terrifying is the power of Longhuang Demonic Suppression Bell?
The remnant soul of the fate ghost screamed, and was instantly dispersed into a trace of soul mist by the roar of the dragon inside the Longhuang Demonic Suppressing Bell, and was completely wiped out.
"Dragon roar?" The smile on Huang Qishao's face suddenly froze. He looked at Ye Xingchen with stern eyes and sneered, "It seems that I still underestimate you. A tribute from the Three Princes' Palace, in my hand
It’s such an unexpected surprise that there is such a powerful magic weapon.”
Woohoo!
The fate ghost attached to Lin Huimin screamed.
Hearing its words of "enshrine" and "unexpected joy", Ye Xingchen was 100% sure that the young master of the Ghost King Sect not only peeked into Lin Huimin's memory, but even knew the secret of Wushen Palace.
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The secret of Wushen Palace is of great importance.
For a moment, Ye Xingchen's eyes were also filled with murderous intent. He looked at Huang Qishao who was approaching step by step, and said calmly: "Huang Qishao, since you can't wait to find death, then I will also kill you today."
I can only be a good person and do my best to give you a ride."