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The hoarse voice was like a demon spirit in the void, scattering all impurities in the air, and the words of metal particles wafted through the humid environment.

Ye Han raised his head suddenly, looking into the void, and a black-robed figure dragged a long staff and floated in.

The elf Cortana timidly retreated again, dodging far away, her startled little eyes staring at the figure, and her red fluttering little face was smeared with a lingering look of horror.

"Who are you?"

Ye Han's voice was indifferent, and he asked in a loud voice.

That person was not Wang Batian, otherwise, Ye Han would be able to see his attributes at a glance, but there was no trace of handwriting above the black shadow, which made Ye Han feel strange.

Insight makes it easy to see the identity and strength of your opponents, whether they are human or beastly. But Ye Han also knew that in front of a master whose strength was too much higher than his own, perhaps this insight technique would be useless.

Just like the game world, there are often monsters with too many levels higher than the player, and the attributes cannot be displayed in detail.

So, what is the identity of this guy in a black robe, with his back hunched, holding a pitch-black staff, and his face invisible, and why is he in such a place?

"Little one, the old ghost has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Ye Han's body trembled, slowly put down Li Qingyao's corpse, got up and walked a few steps closer to the black-robed figure, those two cold ghostly pupils, and Ye Han's golden pupils looked at each other, and the deep ghostly pupils actually brought Ye Han an inexplicable sense of oppression, so that he couldn't see the slightest trace of superfluity no matter what.

"Are you waiting for me? why?" Ye Hanmu opened his mouth, for some reason, under this black-robed figure, everything seemed to be calm, and all his anger was suppressed by an inexplicable force, unable to make trouble.

"The dead don't want to leave, and the old ghost can only linger in place. ”

There was another old and hoarse voice, Ye Han looked at the black-robed figure suspiciously, he couldn't understand the meaning of these words for a while, and thought repeatedly, the dead people didn't want to leave, Li Qingyao?

"What does this mean?" Ye Han hurriedly asked.

"Soul cultivation is powerful by cultivating the soul, and after death, the soul body lingers between heaven and earth, with no support, so it needs guidance. ”

Ye Han tried his best to maintain a clear mind, so that he could understand what the black-robed figure said in the shortest possible time, he probably knew what the other party said, so that is to say, after Li Qingyao's death, the soul body was unwilling to leave, so the black-robed old man would wait for him here.

"But who are you?" Ye Han asked again.

"The old ghost is a conjuring spirit, boy, who are you who can see the old ghost with your own eyes?" Unexpectedly, after the black-robed figure answered Ye Han's question, he actually threw out the same question.

Spiritualist!

As the name suggests, combined with the previous words, Ye Han can already understand. This soul envoy was the guide who came to guide the soul of the dead to the destination, but the words of the soul envoy made Ye Han fall into contemplation again.

As a spiritualist, he would not have been easily seen by others, but Ye Han just saw his existence, which meant that Ye Han was different from the people on the mainland.

It was really difficult for Ye Han to answer this question, so he could only avoid answering, and instead said: "Since the seniors are soul conjuring envoys, there must be a way to restore the souls of thousands of living beings in Qinghe Town, if the seniors are willing to help, the juniors will definitely do their best to hold a great favor!"

"Haha......"

As soon as the words fell, a creepy strange laughter suddenly sounded in the humid air, and the laughter hovered over the ruins of Qinghe Town, abruptly, and abruptly.

"The old ghost is a conjuring spirit, not a reincarnation. The girl's wish has been granted, and the old ghost will leave and take his leave!"

With that, the conjuring envoy shook his sleeves and prepared to leave.

Ye Han saw that he was about to leave, and immediately became anxious, if he left, then the thousands of living beings in Qinghe Town, including Li Qingyao, would no longer have the possibility of survival, how could Ye Han be willing to watch this kind of thing happen.

"Don't go!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice resounded through the sky, and it was like thunder, tearing through the humid air and shaking over the entire land, like the iron hooves of thousands of horses, and the banner of the hunting king across the wasteland, sweeping away all resistance.

Inexplicably, the Spiritualist stopped moving forward, and the clouds that had accumulated in the void had already suspended from a deep black hole, but the Spiritualist was forced to call back by this voice.

The conjuring made a shock, slowly turned his head and looked at Ye Han suspiciously, the long black robe whirring in the autumn wind.

"Don't go, stay, leave their souls behind!" Ye Han roared angrily, grabbed out of the dark night, and frantically stabbed towards the spiritualist.

"Huh!"

The moment the blade stabbed out, and the raging fire overflowed out of the body, it was dispersed by a powerful domain force, and Ye Han's fire elemental power was useless at all.

The dark night was cut into the air, leaving only a phantom there, Ye Han subconsciously turned around, and under the void in the distance, the black robe of the spirit conjuring envoy was still fluttering in the wind.

After the golden pupil was opened, Ye Han still couldn't capture the trajectory of the conjuring envoy's movement, what a terrifying strength this should be, the gap between Ye Han and the conjuring envoy was by no means more than one or two grades.

"Boy, the old ghost advises you to make less trouble, if you are really good for them, let them live and rest in peace, otherwise it will definitely cause a catastrophe!"

"There must be some other way! Seniors, juniors plead to tell each other!" Ye Han knew that he couldn't do anything in a hurry, and the words of the conjuring envoy were obvious, he had already caused a big disaster, and if he forced each other harder, I was afraid that he would be robbed and robbed!

Hearing this, the conjuring envoy hesitated for a few moments, and after a while, he spoke: "The old ghost is not unwilling to help you, but he is against the sky, he will be punished by heaven, everything is certain, if you really want to restore his soul, you must tear up this karmic reincarnation with your own hands, boy, you have a very ancient power, maybe you can do it." ”

"Senpai!"

When the words fell, thick clouds rolled up in the void, devouring the black robe of the Spiritualist, and then, the overwhelming black qi flew in, intersecting with the thick clouds of the void.

"Ye Han, see you in the next life!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded, Ye Han looked at the wisps of black qi, and couldn't tell which wisps belonged to Li Qingyao.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the thick clouds dissipated, the autumn wind and cool rain stopped suddenly, and the poignant glow slanted on the desolate Qinghe Town, stretching Ye Han's lonely shadow.

"Ding~"

"Congratulations to player Ye Han for obtaining the [Soul Conjuring Inheritance]!"

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Suddenly, Ye Han raised his head, the golden color in his eyes dissipated, and he stood weakly in place, quietly listening to the prompt sound.

What does it really mean to be a conjuring spirit?