Looking up at Xie Bi'an's expression again, I found that her face was pale and there was no expression at all when she looked at herself.

It's over, it's over, it's over Xie Bi'an is really playing with himself this time!

Today is the penultimate day of the bet with Cui Jue. Before going to sleep, Yue Han looked at his phone for a while. The headlines on the front page of the news were almost all about himself and the bet.

What is "Big News!The three-month bet between Master Cui and amateur Yue Han is coming, who will be the final winner!? Cast your precious vote, and the next person to win hundreds of millions of prizes may be you!"

Yue Han didn't believe in evil and went in to see that his votes were zero. Everyone almost voted for Master Cui Jue overwhelmingly. There are even a lot of keyboard warriors at the bottom, spitting feces and complaining about themselves.

What is self-sufficient, what is soaking and peeing and looking in the mirror, Yue Han was angry and anxious in his heart. Under the intertwining of shame and humiliation, Yue Han simply had a heart, and planned to fight it directly!

Anyway, both horizontally and vertically, early and late death, you have to die! I would rather die honorably under the determination of struggle than be humiliated by the people of the underworld to be sprayed to death with spit!

The souls who had been bounced away made a 'creaking' sound of crushing bones from their mouths, and one by one they slowly stood up their bodies again, staring at Yue Han gloomily.

The number of dead souls today is obviously much higher than yesterday's. Yue Han looked around, and there were one hundred and fifty or sixty of them. And the combat effectiveness is also much higher than yesterday. At least I want to kill them, unlike yesterday when I kicked them and fell apart, lying on the ground and unable to move.

Today's lost soul, even if it is scattered, can drag his stump and broken arm, and the ghost will not disperse like a ghost, chasing Yue Han to fight!

Fighting them one by one is not an option at all. Even if Yue Han can fight, sooner or later he will be defeated due to lack of physical strength. Yue Han closed his eyes, trying to mobilize the energy and breath in his body to drive the mourning stick.

"Hiss......"

The scream of the mourning soul was close at hand, Yue Han suddenly opened his eyes, the crying mourning stick fell with a knife, and the mourning soul was smashed in an instant, and it fell to the ground with a 'bang', turning into a pile of black dust.

"Yue Han! Mobilize your breath, don't be distracted at will!"

Xie Bi'an's voice sounded a little anxious. Yue Han hurriedly came back to his senses, carefully holding his breath and concentrating.

The black qi went up from the soles of his feet, slowly enveloping and lingering around Yue Han's body, and the mourning stick seemed to be endowed with a soul, and his whole body trembled violently.

The piercing and sharp howls emanated from the mourning stick, like all ghosts crying together, the sound was in the ears!

"Uh-huh!"

Yue Han's scalp was numb from the shock, his whole body spasmed, his body was crooked, and he fell to the ground in pain, clutching his hair.

I'm ...... What's wrong?

"Yue Han, hurry up and let go, throw away the mourning stick!"

Xie Bi'an's eager voice sounded, but Yue Han's head was now a mess, mixed with the screams of ten thousand ghosts crying together, and the angry howls of the dead souls, so that Yue Han couldn't hear what Xie Bi'an was saying at all.

Yue Han suddenly felt a weight in his body, and dimly saw those dead souls, the hideous faces with bared mouths and fangs rushing towards him, pressing heavily on Yue Han's body.

Yue Han's face flushed with pressure, and he could barely breathe. When he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of crimson blood.

"Yue Han! Yue Han! let go!"

Xie Bi'an anxiously planned to untie the enchantment and rush in to pull Yue Han out.

"Ahhh

Yue Han let out a painful sound, only to feel that the strength up and down his body instantly covered his whole body from the soles of his feet. With a sudden wave of his hand, the thick black mist that had been lingering on the mourning stick in his hand suddenly turned into a sharp blade, and flew towards the surrounding mourners!

Those dead souls were hit by the sword qi and were instantly shattered! Not even the scum was left! Hundreds of sword qi flew / flew / shot / out / from the mourning stick, passed through the body of the dead souls, and nailed them fiercely to the surrounding rock walls! Xie Bi'an was shocked and wanted to untie the hand of the enchantment.

In less than a few seconds, all the dead souls in the cave were not left behind by Yue Han's scarlet, and the entire cave was clean as if nothing had happened.

After all the souls disappeared, those sword qi trembled their bodies, and suddenly with a 'snap', they separated from the rock wall, slowly turned into black mist, and floated back towards the mourning stick.

"Yue Han, Yue Han, how are you?"

Yue Han turned his back to Xie Bi'an, so that Xie Bi'an couldn't see Yue Han's current state clearly at all, and couldn't help but ask anxiously.

The black mist lingered around the mourning stick, and suddenly 'whoosh' and burrowed into the mourning stick. Yue Han gasped heavily, the mourning stick in his hand fell in response, and in the next second, Yue Han's body also fell crookedly to the ground.

"Are you alright!?"

The words he said before were just to intimidate Yue Han. When Yue Han really had an accident, Xie Bi'an was still the first person to be anxious. hurriedly untied the enchantment, came to Yue Han's side, and carefully helped his body up.

Xie Bi'an's hand, the moment it touched Yue Han, his pupils suddenly dilated in shock.

"How...... How so?"

"What's wrong......

Yue Han gasped heavily, barely separating a trace of reason, and looked at Xie Bi'an tiredly. Maybe it's because he hasn't reached the level of an earth immortal, but he forcibly urged the magic weapon, Yue Han's body was devoured by the magic weapon, and now he only feels exhausted, and he doesn't want to move, he just wants to go home quickly and fall asleep.

"You...... You've reached the Earth Immortal level!"

"What!?

As soon as Yue Han heard this, he suddenly came to his senses, looked at Xie Bi'an with great interest, and asked anxiously.

"That's right. I probed the breath in your body, because in the battle just now, all the energy in your body has been mobilized, and the mourning stick has also recognized you, so it will be driven by you at the last moment. But why ......?"

Xie Bi'an was halfway through his words, and suddenly he fell into a state again. Hearing this, Yue Han was anxious for a while, and hurriedly asked again:

"Why?"

"Why...... You didn't conjure up the Dharma?"

Yue Han didn't care at all about the Fa Xiang or something, he lay down on the ground tired and panting, and said indifferently:

"Hey, didn't I tell you a long time ago? Maybe my Dharma is what I am now, maybe I am my Dharma Aspect now, but you can't see it?"

"No way. If it's your appearance, I know it at a glance. ”

Xie Bi'an said firmly.