"Good means, I also want to see how strong you are. ”

Ye Yiming's eyes were cold, like a poisonous snake, and he burst forward with a cruel laugh and grabbed Mingchen's shoulder.

"Ye Yiming, you shameless person.

Duanmu Ling'er snorted coldly, crossed over with Leng Xi, and slapped both palms at the same time to resist the attack of this move.

Looked at.

Ye Yiming's expression was cold, and he looked at the two of them with cold eyes and said, "You want to go against me?"

"We are not ungrateful, and we want to touch my savior of Duanmu Ling'er unless we step over my body. Duanmu Ling'er's big black eyes flashed with a hint of persistence.

Leng Xi didn't say anything, but her cold breath already showed her attitude.

Looking at the two girls whose aura began to grow stronger, Ye Yiming's cold gaze also noticed the others who were about to move, and his eyes flashed with jealousy.

Then he looked at Mingchen and sneered: "You really want to hide behind a woman?"

"The despicable agitation method is useless to me. ”

Mingchen smiled indifferently.

Refusal is not the same as being afraid of the other party, he is not a reckless man, he must do his best to fight with Ye Yiming, so many people around him are eyeing each other, once he falls into a period of weakness, it will be really troublesome.

For the sake of momentary bravery, there is no need.

He will clean up the people of Xuantian Pavilion sooner or later, and he won't be able to run away.

made Ye Yiming's face difficult to see.

I didn't expect the other party to have such a sophisticated mentality at a young age, and it seems that his wishful thinking has failed.

He continued to suppress the anger that was tumbling in his heart, looked at Ming Chen with a sneer, and said, "No matter what, you have to hand over the method of cracking the demonic qi to me, if you don't hand it over, you will be against all the martial cultivators who have entered the core area of the Candle God Temple." ”

"Crack the trick, I can give it to you. ”

Looking at the crowd around him, Mingchen said suddenly.

"Conditional, right?" Ye Yiming heard the overtone in his words.

"Are you an alchemist?" asked Mingchen.

"It's not. Ye Yiming's expression was slightly gloomy.

"Is that a formation mage?" Mingchen asked again.

"It's not. Ye Yiming shook his head.

"Is that a spiritual power monk?" Mingchen asked again.

Ye Yiming took a deep breath: "No. ”

He felt that the other party was playing tricks on him, but he could only endure it in order to break the miasma.

"So, you're nothing?" Mingchen said.

"Hahaha. ”

A faint voice swept through the audience, and there was a burst of laughter.

"You!"

Ye Yiming's fists were clenched, his eyes burst with a piercing murderous aura, and his emotions were a little out of control: "You are fooling me?"

"Don't take yourself too seriously, I don't have that skill. ”

Mingchen snorted coldly: "If you want to learn the method of exorcism, you must be a spiritual power cultivator. ”

Ye Yiming was very angry, but he still calmed down and shouted: "You just discipline, the alchemist array mage we Xuantian Pavilion have!"

"Ten million. ”

Mingchen touched his chin and said slowly.

"What did you say?"

Ye Yiming's eyes widened, and he roared: "You are poor and crazy, can I buy you for 10 million taels of silver, believe it or not?"

Ten million taels of silver is not a small amount, even if he is the grandson of the elder of Xuantian Pavilion, he can't ignore this wealth.

"The genius of Xuantian Pavilion can't even take out 10 million. ”

Duanmu Ling'er was yin and yang, and her slanted eyes were full of disdain.

"I just said so much, I thought you treated money like dung. ”

The giant boy also crossed a hint of sarcasm.

Ye Yiming's face stiffened, and the young man next to him said in a low voice: "Young master, give it to him, once this kid loses their protection, he will be alone, and then it will be a dead end!"

Hearing this, Ye Yiming remembered the key.

I felt a little better in my heart, and the money was kept on him for a while anyway.

Thinking of this, Ye Yiming's sleeves shook, and a stack of silver tickets appeared in front of him, and said: "Here you go, this is 10 million, quickly hand over the cracking technique, I warn you, don't play tricks." ”

"Look, I'll practice three times, don't blame me for not teaching. ”

Mingchen was overjoyed in his heart, and made another pit, this time he really made a lot of money, plus the money he earned from helping those people heal before, the silver tickets he had in stock were almost piled up.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, and the people around him watched, all of them wide-eyed and carefully observed.

Ye Yiming was no exception, his eyes were as wide as copper bells.

He bought it for 10 million.

Ming Chen's palm was shaking, and a wisp of invisible spiritual power fluctuated and overflowed, condensing into complex lines, the speed was extremely fast, and there were many shadows in the air.

Each spiritual wave contains a profound meaning.

"What a strong mental power!"

A group of people exclaimed, feeling that this technique contained a mysterious aura, and for a while Ming Chen was shocked into a celestial being, and the other party estimated that the lowest was also a three-seal array mage.

After a few seals, Mingchen waved his hand, and a martial artist infected with demonic qi was expelled by him.

"What a means!"

The giant boy clapped his hands.

"Yes, this technique is really clever, no wonder it can get rid of demonic energy. Duanmu Ling'er was surprised.

Hearing the remarks around him, Ye Yiming felt that the money was not spending, and his heart was also excited.

"A second time. ”

Mingchen looked at Ye Yiming, who was thinking bitterly, and hurriedly showed it for the second time, and the latter hurriedly stared at it.

After hitting it three times in a row, Mingchen opened his eyes, he looked at Ye Yiming's thoughtful appearance, and pretended to be kind and reminded: "This technique can only be understood by martial cultivators who specialize in spiritual power." ”

Ye Yiming nodded absentmindedly, and said to the young man beside him, "Go quickly, go find a few alchemists and array mages, hurry up." ”

After he finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged, and tried his best to memorize these techniques, for fear of forgetting them.

The cold eyes sensed that Mingchen had entered the ground, so he snorted coldly: "Boy, you won't live long, enjoy the next days." ”

"Senior brother, do you think the master really taught him the exorcism method?"

The giant scratched his head and looked down at the dwarf beside him.

It's hard to imagine that a giant man more than three meters tall calls a man over a meter tall to be a senior brother, and the scene is a bit funny.

"How is it possible, you forgot that the master didn't use mental power when he exorcised the demonic energy for you. ”

The dwarf pouted.

"I see. ”

The giant said excitedly: "The master is too good at making money, just flicker a few times, and tens of millions will be in hand, this fool has also been fooled, hahaha." ”

Many people know that there is no point at all.

Some people also walked to the bottom of the Demon Cave, just now Ye Yiming said that this is the core area of the Candle God Temple, which made them frightened.

Underneath the Demon Cave was a desolate land, very quiet inside, and the plants and trees were withered and yellow and had no life to speak of.

Looking at the past, the black fog between the heavens and the earth was hazy, and it looked gloomy, like Senluo Purgatory, with a yin wind whistling, making people hairy, and it looked like an ominous place.

It was once a holy place, but unfortunately it was polluted by the demonic aura and turned into a dead place.

The spirit vein stone that suppressed this dead land cracked, leading to the birth here.

Mingchen was separated from Mu Yeze and the others and came here alone.

This demonic aura is terrifying to many people, and it needs to be suppressed with treasures, and if it is accidentally contaminated, it will be very troublesome.

Only a master can suppress it with extremely strong cultivation.

But for Ming Chen, these demonic qi have become a great supplement for the broken sword, and he can feel that the broken sword that has devoured these demonic qi seems to have become much stronger.

I just don't know if it's good or bad for the broken sword to devour such an evil demonic energy.

Mingchen looked around, then found a way and plundered inside, ready to probe what was going on here.

It was lifeless, very silent.

There wasn't a single living thing, and the more you went inside, the stronger the demonic aura became.

Walking inside for a while, Mingchen saw some collapsed buildings, and the thick stone pillars were broken, and it could be seen that this place was once glorious, and I don't know what the reason for the collapse was.

Inexplicably, Mingchen felt his scalp tingle.

Suddenly he sensed a burst of evil aura, like the root of all evil, which made him tremble.

What the hell is this?

How could there be such a terrible thing in this?

Mingchen's eyes contracted, and the blood and qi of his whole body rushed wildly, rumbling and shaking.

There is a prohibition in the Candle God Cave, and it is impossible to have the power to surpass the prohibition, even if he has a supreme artifact, it is impossible to play with real power.

Because it will be suppressed by prohibition.

If it's not the aura emanating from outsiders, it's coming from here.

Could it be that there is still the power of the Candle Temple's survival?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, his heart pounded, and his eyes surveyed the collapsed building, and soon he felt overwhelmed.

The fluctuation that emitted this aura turned out to be an imprint!

"A palm print is so terrible..."

He took a deep breath and walked over, there were still dried blood stains on this palm print, I don't know what kind of strong person's blood it was, and there were some brown hairs next to the palm print, which had not yet decayed.

Mingchen's eyes looked at the palm print, and the cold hairs on his body stood up.

His hands and feet were cold in horror, and he felt as if this palm print was alive, bursting out with a terrifying and brutal aura, like an ancient demon lord, which made people rest.

The person who left this palm print must be very strong, could it be that the destruction of the Candle Temple has something to do with this person?

Mingchen smacked his lips.

He didn't linger here, the smell of this place made him very uncomfortable, and he hurriedly left here, ready to see if there were any treasures left around.

Crossing all the way, Mingchen smelled a burst of medicinal fragrance.

His face was happy, the elixir on his body was all used to cultivate and quench his body, and it could be said that he was in urgent need of elixir.

I don't know if there is an elixir here that is more than a hundred years old.

Mingchen's footsteps walked over quickly, and sure enough, he saw a medicine field.

This medicinal field is not particularly large, on a small hill, there is not an inch of grass, and there is a thin black mist, which is also the qi of the demons.

"Damn, this place is also impregnated with demonic energy. ”

Mingchen's face was abnormal, this kind of gas would be corrupted even if a monk encountered it, let alone these plants.

He hurried over, his face darkening.

Inspecting the medicine field, he found that the elixir was basically corrupted, and the entire medicine was jet black, with a thick black liquid flowing, and it was lifeless.