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Chapter 1532 is he?

"you!"
Niu Dong was about to curse, but he looked at Ye Xinghe with cold eyes.
The bitter cold light is like a sharp blade, making people shudder!
He suppressed his anger, stood up in a panic, turned around and ran away.
"My surname is Ye, wait for me, this matter is not over!"
After three breaths, Niu Dong's figure completely disappeared.
Ye Xinghe dissipated the fusion power in his body and smiled coldly: "Cowardly mice!"
Yang Tianlin was stunned for a long time, his eyes full of admiration!
"My benefactor, I never thought that you had such strength!"
Ye Xinghe smiled indifferently: "Please arrange a place for me."
"No trouble!"
Yang Tianlin smiled and said, "Although there are many houses in the village, most of them are reserved for guests to live in."
"What if my benefactor doesn't dislike him and lives in the same room with me?"
Ye Xinghe thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, lead the way."
Yang Tianlin showed joy on his face and took him through Suyi Village Square to a simple wooden house.
Although the wooden house is small, there are three empty rooms.
Yang Tianlin immediately cleaned up the room for Ye Xinghe and did everything himself.
Ye Xinghe looked up and down at Yang Tianlin and said in confusion: "As far as I see, your physique is not impossible to cultivate."
"Are you not talented enough that you have become a disciple of Suyi?"
A look of pain flashed in Yang Tianlin's eyes and sighed: "This matter is a long story."
"On the day of the assessment, I had a physical problem. Not only was I unable to summon my life soul, but I could not even activate the divine weapon. I don't know why it is still the case!"
Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and immediately activated the soul of the Heavenly Eye. The divine light flashed in his eyes and flowed rapidly!
The meridians in Yang Tianlin's body were immediately clearly visible!
In the meridians, the divine weapon stagnates and cannot flow.
The location of the Taoist Palace is located, a black force is entrenched, like vines covered with thorns.
"Is this, Rakshasa ghost?"
Ye Xinghe's brows suddenly frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"This Rakshasa ghost poison can only be refined after collecting a hundred kinds of highly poisons and tempering for 7,749 days."
"Once you are infected with this poison, you will be blocked soul power and divine aura in this life, and will be constantly eroded until you die!"
"Who did you provoke to make this person deal with you with such a poison?"
Yang Tianlin looked horrified. After thinking about it carefully, he exclaimed: "Is it Bai Yujin?"
"In this Holy Sound Sect, I have only provoked him, and there is no other enemy!"
Ye Xinghe frowned and asked, "Who is Bai Yujin you are talking about?"
Yang Tianlin frowned and explained: "This Bai Yujin is the leader of the five great masters of the Holy Yin Sect, and he is good at the art of swallowing souls and robbing souls!"
"Once his bell catches his soul, even the powerful person in Youxu Realm will not be able to escape the fate of being dispersed!"
Bell? Devouring souls and snatching souls?
Could it be him!
Ye Xinghe's eyes flashed with fierce light and he asked, "Where is that Bai Yujin?"
Yang Tianlin said in a deep voice: "This Bai Yujin is a disciple of the cabinet. He is now in seclusion and cannot come out in less than three to five months."
"And, with our strength, we can only die!"
Ye Xinghe's frowning gradually stretched out, "You said right, we are not his opponents now."
"However, I have a way to resolve the Asura ghosts in your body!"
Yang Tianlin was overjoyed and hurriedly asked: "What's the solution?"
Ye Xinghe said lightly: "I can refine a pseudo-spirit pill for you to dissolve the Asura ghost poison in your body."
"With the special nature of your life soul, you can last at least two months, which is enough for me to refine this pill."
Yang Tianlin looked grateful and knelt on the ground with a 'bang' voice, kowtowed and thanked!
"Thank you, mercy!"
Ye Xinghe waved his hand, and the divine aura turned into energy and helped him up.
"No thanks!"
Yang Tianlin was very grateful, and tears rolled in his eyes.
At this moment, the door was kicked open and the wood chips scattered!
Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, waved his sleeves, and the wood chips that flew in an instant with his whistling spirit.
At the door, a fat young man in a white robe and a arrogant face walked into the yard with a swagger.
He looked up and down at Ye Xinghe and the others, and snorted coldly: "I said I had named it for a long time, why are there two missing?"
"So, you're lazy here!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Tianlin slapped his forehead and said regretfully: "Oh no, it's just the name that was the one who repaired the Suyi Village!"
"Captain Huo, it's all my fault. He is new. If you want to punish me, just punish me!"
Captain Huo sneered coldly: "Brotherly love? I won't take this trick!"
"Newcomers who don't work should be beaten!"
He flipped his wrist and a long purple whip covered with barbs fell into his hand.
Above the long whip, purple light flows, full of spiritual charm!
This is actually a high-level king-level artifact!
"Look at the fight!"
Captain Huo smiled coldly, danced with a long whip in his hand, and thrust hard into Ye Xinghe's heart!
Ye Xinghe did not move, but suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the long whip.
The barbarian struck his arm, stirring up a golden light, and he had already activated the body of the soul of the gods of thousands of tribulations.
Even if it is a high-level king-level artifact, it cannot hurt him at all!
Captain Huo was stunned for a moment, his voice brighter: "Little bastard, have some skills!"
"However, you are a waste who can only be beaten. No matter how strong your body is, you will be sucked into meat paste by me!"
He suddenly exerted force, trying to pull back the whip.
However, the long whip was wrapped around Ye Xinghe's arm, and no matter how hard he exerted, he could not shake it at all!
Yang Tianlin's face was shocked, and he even made three more points!
Captain Huo is a body-refining warrior, possessing the great power of twenty-three mountains!
Ye Xinghe could easily crush Captain Huo, was it a martial artist in Zhentian?
"A bastard, looking for death!"
Captain Huo's face turned red in an instant, shouted loudly, and punched Ye Xinghe in front of him!
This punch was done with all your strength without reservation!
He is about to kill Ye Xinghe with one punch!
"Overbial ability!"
Ye Xinghe snorted coldly, and his body shook violently!
The dazzling golden light suddenly lit up!
Then, a hideous ghost rose from behind him.
The soul of the ten thousand-year-old ghost king emerged from his body and turned into a rolling black fog, which merged into Ye Xinghe's body.
The golden light on itself turned into a black gold color.
Dozens of sharp sharp thorns suddenly raised!
It's like wearing evil armor, it's chilling!
Captain Huo's heart tightened, but he pretended to be calm and said, "Pretend to be a god and die for me!"
He took a deep breath and blasted out all the power from his fist!
boom!
The fist hit Ye Xinghe's chest hard!
A circle of black and golden light spread throughout the body from where the fist hits!
Ye Xinghe suddenly raised his eyebrows and felt a powerful force spread to his limbs and bones!
This force is actually the full power of Captain Huo's punch!
"After fusing the soul of the Ghost King for Ten Thousand Years, my soul body of the Ten Thousand Tribulations is enough to absorb all the power below the Thirty-Five Mountains!"
"Not only that, you can also bounce back instantly!"
"This is the magical power of the ghost king in the form of the god of all kalpas: ghost sharp!"
Chapter completed!
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