"I'll talk about it with you later, but now I'll invite this person first..."

"He's gone. ”

Yuan Longzi looked at Yeyang, who was still standing in place, but said the words that made everyone else slightly stunned, but soon, Yeyang's figure disappeared from their sight.

As for the Yeyang deity, he was holding the stall that was tied into a dumpling in his hand, and Lao Tzu had already fallen into the woods outside the city of Nalongshan, and he did not wave his hand to untie the chains on his body, but the knots in his hand also made the spiritual energy turn into silk and fell towards the face of the old man in the stall.

But before the spiritual silk touched the face of the old man in the stall, it was like the hair that had been burned by fire, and it continued to shrink and then turn into ashes, but the spiritual silk was different from hair after all, and when it turned into ashes, it was naturalized in heaven and earth, not on the ground.

"It's useless, I'm a mask, not a disguise technique, there are many array marks on it, and now you, I'm afraid you won't be able to unravel it. ”

Before the words fell, the old man of the stall saw that one of his human skin masks had fallen on Yeyang's hand, and it was included in the storage ring.

Although he was a little surprised, the old fortune teller, who had already recovered his appearance, quickly regained his composure, and directly broke free from the chains and stood up, smiling at Yeyang, as if he had a different face and a different personality.

Mysterious, quaint, and all kinds of breaths that make the night sun feel very familiar and then rush to the night sun.

After reminiscing about those memories a little, Ye Yang stretched out his hand and landed on the shoulder of the old man who told the fortune, although at this moment he only sensed that his cultivation was only about the sixth order of Xuanyin, but Ye Yang did not dare to relax at all.

Suppressing the aura and spreading to other places, while suppressing the old man, the divine eye also invaded his body.

The old fortune teller collided with Yeyang's eyes, and an exclamation was born in his heart: "He has a heart!"

But even if he knew what Yeyang was going to do, for the old fortune teller, he still didn't have time to react, so he had to be like a shell of a lost soul, and he was read by Yeyang with some memories.

A quarter of an hour later, Yeyang, who was frowning deeply, woke up from the state of exerting "his heart", and at the same time let go of the old fortune teller who was already sweating profusely and looking at Yeyang, who collapsed to the ground because he was too frightened.

"You're just a puppet controlled by your divine sense, where is your true self?" Yeyang asked, but the old fortune teller was silent.

In the middle of the sound, Yeyang, who exhaled deeply, took out the night sword and slashed straight at the neck of the old man who told the fortune, and then a divine soul power struck out from his body, crushing the divine consciousness that escaped from the old man.

It was visible to the naked eye that the old fortune teller was rapidly decaying, but it did not emit the slightest peculiar smell, and it was not until the end of the last that bursts of medicinal incense emanated from the skeleton that was only left behind...

Reluctantly fell back into the Dragon Mountain City, although he had not solved why Xin Yue had become so weird, but in the information that Yeyang saw, there were also some rumors about Hongchen in the Yuan Heaven Domain, although some of them were too demonic, but on the whole, the information it brought to Yeyang was not comparable to the information that the elders of the Yunhai Sect said orally.

"Divine Monarch Domain? Looks like I'm really going to go. Muttering slightly, Yeyang had already unloaded all his disguises, and no longer suppressed his cultivation aura to Xuanyin, and stepped back into Nalongshan City in one step

Almost at the same time, Yeyang's front feet entered Nalongshan City, and Yuan Longzi and the others also found Yeyang's hind feet.

It's just that I don't know if I don't see Yeyang unloading Yirong, so I have to see it, and all kinds of conspiracies and conspiracies in He Yin's heart will also germinate quickly, and even as long as Yeyang agrees, those ideas that have just germinated can also grow into "towering trees".

"Daoyou's ability to get out is probably comparable to the one in Tianyulou, Mo Ziyan admires, admires. ”

When he saw Yeyang, Mo Ziyan also approached Yeyang directly, pretending to be unsightly, and reached out to Yeyang's left hand to shake it, but just when he was about half a meter close to Yeyang, when he stretched out his hand, the smell of blood also diffused from Yeyang's body.

It was the evil qi that Yeyang had never dispersed, although since after reaching the Xuanyin realm, no one would be afraid of the evil qi transformed by that ordinary murderous aura, but at this moment, the evil aura on Yeyang's body still made Mo Ziyan quickly stop his rudeness.

A vague figure that was originally pure red blood condensed behind Ye Yang, and soon, when Ye Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled at He Yin and the others, the blood-red figure had already diffused the evil qi in the sky, and its body shape had also swelled several times, and even the blood color had faded and transformed into turbid ink.

Inexplicably, Yeyang's face that had never moved at all seemed to be smiling in the eyes of others, and the evil phantom was also laughing.

Although this evil qi was not enough to cause real harm to He Yin and the others, at this moment, the moment the evil qi phantom laughed, tens of millions of screams also drilled into the minds of several young generations present.

"Shock!"

Almost at the same time, everyone except Jeremy Lin and Ye Tian shouted silently in their hearts.

The shadow dissipated, and Yeyang looked indifferent as if nothing had happened at all in Fangcai, only looking at Mo Ziyan and Yuan Longzi who were standing in front of him and had doubts about his identity.

"Master Ye..."

I don't know how to call Ye Yang, so after seeing the evil shadow on Ye Yang's body dissipate, He Luo was also about to ask Ye Yang, but he was stuck on the title.

"Senior sister started earlier than me, just call me junior brother, Senior Brother He, Senior Brother Ye, and Senior Brother Lin. ”

Knowing where He Luo felt embarrassed, Yeyang also said the words directly, making Yuan Longzi and Mo Ziyan look at each other.

But after thinking about it for a moment, Mo Ziyan also hugged He Yin, and as for the Yuan Longzi of the Secret Dragon Palace, he looked at Yeyang more carefully, and then suddenly he smiled evilly and said: "I am looking forward to the day when Senior Brother Ye will fight with the Nineteen Elders of my Palace, presumably Senior Brother Ye should not let me down, right?"

Although the words suddenly fell into the ears of everyone, the people present could be regarded as knowing the temperament of Yuan Longzi.

Therefore, since it came out of his mouth, it also meant that Yeyang would at least have some intersection with the nineteen elders of the Secret Dragon Palace, and even as Yuan Longzi said, they would have some fights.

"Perhaps. ”

Yeyang responded lightly, and then said goodbye to He Yin and the others, and returned to the courtyard of the Yunhai Sect alone.