The words of the Yellow Wind Sect Leader surprised Ye Yang greatly! There were also many puzzles! But according to Ye Yang's personality, he would not explain too much. Moreover, from the time he met Huang Zhidong until now, he did not have a good impression of the Huang family, and he did not bother to defend with them.

Seeing that Ye Yang didn't speak, the Yellow Wind Sect Leader thought that he had acquiesced in the matter!

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Mist, Spirit Hall, everything has returned to the way it was just now, and Ye Yang doesn't seem to know if the conversation with the Yellow Wind Sect Master is real or an illusion.

Ye Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and recuperated, secretly thinking about the five thunder spells to protect his body, and a layer of thunder and lightning was faintly shrouded in the light of thunder and lightning on his body, thunder and lightning were pure yang qi, which had a certain restraining effect on the yin soul, and it would not be too dangerous for a while.

Ye Yang was thinking about the way to crack the fog, and said secretly in his heart: The fog in front of him may not be an illusion, if this is the case, the Huang family's stele does have some means, and he can actually change the space, even if it is just a formation, I may not be his opponent with this trick alone, I am afraid that it will be a long night and a lot of dreams, instead of sitting and waiting to die, it is better to take the initiative to seek a way to crack it!

Thinking of this, Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the fog around him again, this time he used the Taoist spell to clear his eyes, with some true qi in his eyes, he could see through all the flaws of the Ecstasy Array, but he still couldn't see through the fog, as if he was in the boundless chaos.

Ye Yang withdrew his true qi, no longer tested the mystery of the mist, and finally set his eyes on the mourning hall, got up and walked to observe the mourning hall carefully.

After a closer look, Ye Yang realized that this was not a modern mourning hall. Because he fell into the fog in Cui Zhe's house, Ye Yang preconceived that this was Cui Zhe's mourning hall in the fog, but in fact it was not.

I saw that this mourning hall in the mist was more tall and solemn, the eight-foot square spirit table was nearly one person high, the white candles on both sides in front of the table were enough to have the thickness of the bowl, and two colorful glazed lotus lamps were placed on the side of the inner side of the candle, which was bright and endless. In the middle of the front of the spiritual table was a one-foot-square incense tripod, on which three finger-thick and two-foot-long ruler incense sticks were inserted, but they were not lit. Behind the incense burner is a large wooden spirit tablet, which reads "The Spirit Seat of the Huang Family Huangfeng Sect Master" in traditional Chinese characters, and some paper money, big silver, small silver and other funeral supplies are placed on the spirit table.

Behind the spiritual table is a white curtain more than a foot high, with a big black word "Dian" in the middle, and the two sides are still traditional Chinese characters to save the couplet, but the content of the elegiac couplet is very special, only to see the right side write: "The abbot of the mourning hall is wide!" The left side reads: "The immortal soul is eternal!" The middle is written from right to left: "Yellow Wind Sect Master!" In front of the left side of the mourning hall stands a seven-foot-long spirit flag. The whole mourning hall seems simple and simple, but in fact it is solemn.

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"It turns out that this is the hall of the Huang Feng Sect Master!It seems that there is some trouble this time......" Ye Yang recognized the master of the Ling Hall, and also knew where he was, and there was a trace of worry in his heart, the Huang Feng Sect Master was the Huang family's stele commander, and his status in the Huang family was second only to Huang Santai and Huang Wanli's few people at the level of the Huang family's family master, and their spells were unfathomable, and they were not something that Ye Yang could compete with.

"Forget it, if you come, you will be safe!" Thinking of this, Ye Yang relaxed a lot, as the leader of the Yellow Wind Sect, he would not do anything to a junior like him, but as for the others, Ye Yang did not pay attention to it. And what really made Ye Yang wonder was the Huang family's hatred for him, and he didn't understand why this account was on his head.

When Ye Yang was still thinking about the reason, a gust of yin wind blew from nowhere, blowing the spirit banner for a while, the white flag shook in the wind and completely stretched out, the bell hanging at the bottom of the flag buzzed, and there was a ghost crying and howling in the fog.

The sudden change really startled Ye Yang, and he took a few steps back one after another, and the thunder in his palms flashed, ready to make a move at any time. However, after an instant, Ye Yang immediately came back to his senses, stabilized his mind and watched everything that was happening around him.

The yin wind became stronger and stronger, bringing up the fog to surround the mourning hall, and finally the mourning hall gradually disappeared into the fog, and the surroundings were dim, and there was no finger in sight, there was no light, but the ghost howl in the ears was endless, and it became louder and louder, as if it was going to blow the eardrum through the mind and burst!

Ye Yang knew that this was the result of the effect of the Yin Soul Evil Qi, he didn't dare to be careless, and silently recited the Taoist heart mantra to settle down, and then the true qi urged the spell to roar through the sky, and with the roar came a piece of golden light, and the surroundings were clear, and it gradually dispersed after a few breaths.

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I don't know when the fog around me lifted, but it seemed that I was in a wilderness, and there were many graves in front of me, hundreds of them, and I couldn't see the edge at a glance.

Ye Yang is actually not afraid of yin ghosts, since he came into contact with metaphysics, from the red-clothed ghost Guan Yingru to the Netherworld Star Array, and then the thunder slashing ghost in the Seven Evil Villas, etc., he has seen too many Yin souls, and he also knows that the Taoist thunder spell is a superior spell to restrain the yin soul, and now he has no fear and calmness when he enters the ghost cave again.

Ye Yang looked at the graves in front of him and sneered: "I heard that the ghost immortal has a high combat effectiveness among the immortal family, today I will see the strength of the Huang family's ghost immortal!"

"Assert ......"

After a woman's shrill laughter, a whirlwind gathered into a human figure standing twenty or thirty steps away from Ye Yang, dressed in white, with scattered hair, pale face, and a strange smile, behind her, all the graves were emitting green ghost fire, there were hundreds of them.

Ye Yang fixed his eyes and saw that the female ghost in front of him was the seventeen or eighteen-year-old very arrogant little girl that Cui Zhe's family saw. At the moment, he was looking at himself with a strange look, excited and greedy, as if he was going to eat him at any moment.

"You're not my opponent, what about that fat man, let him come out, you two go up together!" Ye Yang glanced at the female ghost, and didn't seem to take her seriously.

The female ghost just looked at Ye Yang coldly and didn't speak, and at this time, another whirlwind of yin wind blew over. Whining——, whistling stopped beside the female ghost and turned into a human form. Sure enough, it was the fat middle-aged man named Dalong, but he had changed his sleek and greasy temperament at Cui Zhe's house at that time, his eyes were bright, he was wearing a short black armor, and he was holding a long knife in his hand, and there was a faint evil aura on the blade.

"Boy, you're still talking wildly when you're dying, Xiao Wang is going to kill your dog today!" the middle-aged male ghost said fiercely.

"Oh?" The appearance of the middle-aged male ghost seemed to make Ye Yang a little surprised, stared at it for a while, and then said with a sneer: "I thought you were just an ordinary Qingfeng and Smoke Soul, but I didn't expect you to be the Tablet King, no wonder, how could the Yellow Wind Sect Master's subordinates be ordinary Qingfeng Smoke Souls, but it doesn't matter, you are still not my opponent!"

Ye Yang said, his right hand turned into a sword finger, and several thunderbolts flashed on his fingertips, and made a sizzling sound, as if he was provoking the two of them.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged male ghost snorted coldly, and took the lead in rushing towards Ye Yang with a long knife, and came to Ye Yang's eyes from a dozen steps away with one breath. Whoosh~~, with a sound of breaking wind, he raised his knife and slashed at Ye Yang's head!

Syllable~~

A flash of golden light!

"Ahh

After a scream, the middle-aged male ghost took a few steps back, supported the ground with a knife in his right hand, and covered the door with his left hand and kept moaning!

No one saw how the middle-aged male ghost was repulsed, only to see Ye Yang still standing in place, the electric fire flashing on the sword finger in his right hand, but there was an extra string of prayer beads in his left hand and kept holding it, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Slowly, the middle-aged male ghost came back to his senses, looked at Ye Yang fiercely, howled to the sky, raised his knife and pounced again, much faster than just now.

"Ahh

Bang Dang –

After another scream, the middle-aged male ghost was knocked to the ground, and the long knife was knocked more than two feet away, and fell heavily to the ground.

The middle-aged male ghost struggled to stand up, tried several times without success, and simply lay on the ground, moaning non-stop, waiting for the pain to be relieved!

The female ghost tablet king on the side saw all this in her eyes, but she didn't know how Ye Yang made a move, there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes, she didn't dare to rush forward, looked at it from a distance for a while, and took a step forward!

Brush Brush Brush ......

The female ghost stele king waved her hands, and her long sleeves turned into white silk and flew towards Ye Yang, forming a large white net, which fell from the sky, covering Ye Yang in it, and quickly retracted it, wanting to tie Ye Yang in it.

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