Qiye Xue gave Ye Xin a "strategy", remembering the subjects and test scores of the Emperor's Great Expedition over the years.

Ye Xin studied for a few days, adjusted his training program according to the strategy, and was more confident about the special recruitment exam in half a month.

During the preparation for the exam, Ye Xin only appeared in "Nine Heavens" once, which was the day when he made an appointment with the ghost.

When the moon is in the sky, the intoxicating moonlight in the peach blossom forest, the heart of the leaf is against the trunk of the tree, waiting for the peerless ghost master to appear.

Fortunately, the ghost has a good habit of punctuality, and as soon as the appointed midnight arrives, he will step on the clouds and arrive.

Seeing that Ye Xin was neatly dressed, fully equipped, dark in color, and not eye-catching, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Come on."

He raised his head slightly and motioned for Ye Xin to ascend the Qianli Cloud.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey."

Because the thousands of miles of clouds are high at the top of the tree, Ye Xin carries light skills, and only after a move does it fall on the clouds.

Probably a little afraid of life, Qianliyun swayed uncomfortably twice.

Ye Xin stood firmly, not panicked by its shaking.

The ghost saw it, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised.

He uttered a difficult sentence from his mouth, and when Qianliyun heard it, he fell silent.

Riding the clouds and against the wind, the moonlight gradually fell behind them, and they quickly left the Peach Blossom Forest Realm, flew over the Qutang Gorge, and flew towards the Demon Spirit Mountain, the holy land of the demon clan in the west.

In the wind of hunting, the ghost's big red robe swayed, and the bright moonlight fell on his plain white face, making him look more and more white, and his expression was obscure, it was rare to show a little weakness, and he seemed to be weak, as if he was about to turn into an immortal.

Ye Xin looked at him, and then turned his head to look at the boundless silver-white moonlight. It is expected that because he is going to the demon clan, his heart is probably difficult to understand.

After about two or three cups of tea, Qianliyun stopped at the top of the demon spirit mountain.

Looking down from above, the Demon Clan's Temple, which is located halfway up the Demon Spirit Mountain, is brilliantly lit and heavily guarded.

"How do we get in?" Ye Xin asked the ghost.

The ghost plot did not answer her, but said indifferently:

"This is where my mother used to live."

His gaze fell on the huge white snake on the top of the Demon Clan's Temple, the white snake was lifelike, and its bright eyes didn't know what it was made of, and it was even shining in the night.

"You know what?" He turned his head to look at Ye Xin, "That white snake is my mother's true body." The saintess of the demon clan has been served by the white snake one in ten thousand throughout the ages, and after the death of the saint, her body will be transformed into a white snake again, and she will return to the temple until the next saint dies and the white snake returns. ”

Ye Xin has gone through two lives, but he has never heard of this legend. At this time, listening to his slightly cold voice, there was an indescribable lingering sadness.

"My mother, when I was alive, I hated all the elders of the Demon Clan. She knew that after she died, she would still turn into a white snake like the previous generation of saints, but she really didn't want to see everyone in the demon clan again, even if she didn't want to see it at a glance, so when she was seriously ill and dying, she gouged out her eyes alive, so that after death, she would not see the demon clan. ”

Listening to his words, when Ye Xin looked at the white snake's eyes again, he felt that those shining eyes seemed to be full of cold resentment, which was terrifying for no reason.

But she didn't know why the ghost plot would talk to her about this at this moment.

As if seeing her doubts, the ghost explained:

"I think my mother hates them so much, if she knew that I was out of revenge and had no choice but to destroy her old man's true body unfilially, if she had a spirit, she wouldn't blame me."

What the? Ye Xin guessed according to the words of the ghost plot, he, he didn't want to blow up the Demon Clan Temple, right?

Just as she was thinking this, the brightly lit hall halfway up the mountain suddenly shook violently, and a strange "bang" sound came from all over the hall.

The originally quiet temple was suddenly filled with terrible screams, and there were pretended calm shouts, "Guards return to their positions quickly to prevent anyone from breaking into the temple!" ”

In the midst of this chaotic sound, the shaking hall collapsed one after another, and the strange "bang bang" became louder and louder, and finally merged into a long "bang" sound, after which the temple was razed to the ground, and the white snake on top of it shattered into powder and dissipated around.

What's going on? Ye Xin looked at the ghost plot again.

The ghost plot opened his mouth lightly, his flat tone mixed with the screams below, and the flat voice was more clear than the screams.

"The Yaoxing Soul Destroying Nail you helped me find is not a hidden weapon, but a firearm that has been lost for thousands of years. A single Soul Destroying Nail is enough to blow up the entire Demon Clan's Temple. ”

Ye Xin thought about it, and was still puzzled.

"Then Lord Ghost, why do you want me to look for other secret treasures instead of directly looking for the Yaoxing Soul Slayer Nail?"

She thought she would hear some clever scheme, but she heard the ghost plot say lukewarmly, "It's easy." ”

Ye Xin: "Lord Ghost, it's good if you're happy.

Ghost Mou glanced at Ye Xin: "It was you who said you wanted to help me, so I reluctantly gave you a chance." ”

Ye Xin swore that she would talk less in the future!

Under the tremendous power of the Yaoxing Soul Slayer Nail, the entire Demon Clan Temple was quickly razed to the ground, and rivers of blood flowed and wailed all over the ground.

The ghostly plot that had been watching this scene from above his head drove Qianliyun and landed in front of the ruins of the temple.

He was dressed in a clean and flamboyant red robe, which was really conspicuous in front of the gray-headed, soil-faced, missing arms and legs of the demon clan.

A demon clan elder with a white beard and a withered face stood up in a hurry, pointed at the ghost scheme, and exclaimed, "You, you are?" ”

The ghost plot's finger moved slightly, and the black sword that was originally hanging quietly on his waist suddenly bounced, and the cold light flashed, directly cutting off the finger that the demon clan elder pointed at the ghost plot.

"Ahh ”

Hearing the words "traitor" and "illegitimate child", the ghost squinted, and the black sword seemed to sense his anger, mercilessly stabbed into the mouth of the demon clan elder, and then pierced out of the back of his head, blood splattered three feet, and he stabbed people to death like this.

The other demon clan elders have lived here for a long time, and they have never seen such a cruel scene, and they are so frightened that they shout for help.

The guards who managed to survive the explosion of the Soul Slayer Nail looked at me, I looked at you, but no one dared to stand up.

Ye Xin couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The demon clan is actually such a group of people who are in power, no wonder they are not as strong as the human race among the four clans in all aspects.

Thinking like this, she had wronged these demon clan elders. Because the demon clan has never respected strength in the past dynasties, but attaches great importance to the bloodline, if the body is a low-level little demon, then there is no noble possibility in the demon clan.

It's just that success is also blood, and defeat is also blood.

Since the Great War a thousand years ago, all the high-level monsters have died, and the remaining so-called "high-level demon clans" are just a group of fish-eyed and corpse-like guys.

Calling for help for a long time, no one paid attention, and the elders of the demon clan, who were usually infinitely beautiful, suddenly knelt down to the ghost plot, and in their words, they all meant that as long as the ghost plot spared their lives, they were willing to serve the dogs and horses.

The ghost plot looked at these people in front of him who were either trembling or submissive, and his face was like an expression. (To be continued.) )