Chapter 707: The Tearful Holy Ancestor

"Hehe, I've come to you for something." Ye Yangcheng glanced at Wang Huihui, responded with a smile, and then stood up, closed the room in the office and locked it directly.

Then he returned to the sofa and sat down in Wang Huihui's surprised eyes, and said without hesitation: "I need your help to check the ...... of a ghost."

"Huh?" Before Ye Yangcheng finished speaking, Wang Huihui was stunned for a moment, and then she almost screamed, her mouth trembled slightly, and her face turned pale: "Ghost...... Ghost? ”

Although today's Wang Huihui is no longer in the same state as she was at the beginning, she has special abilities, and her horizons have naturally expanded with the improvement of her abilities, but ...... After all, Wang Huihui has never seen this kind of thing, so it is not difficult to understand that she is jealous of ghosts, after all, she has not been exposed to things at this level.

Looking at Wang Huihui, whose face was a little pale, Ye Yangcheng smiled indifferently and said with relief: "In fact, every time you search for someone else's memory, you are searching for the soul of the other party, when the person's ròu body dies, the soul will leave the brain and exist alone, and the soul in this state is called a ghost." ”

After briefly explaining the situation of ghosts, Ye Yangcheng paused for a moment before saying, "So, ghosts are actually souls, and there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

"But ......" said so, but the sequelae left by the Xiǎo ear and eye staining will not be greatly alleviated by this, as soon as she thinks of the word ghost, Wang Huihui's mind involuntarily appears in the image of a ghost dressed in white, scattered, and bleeding from the seven orifices.

Swallowing her saliva with difficulty, Wang Huihui suddenly paused, and then said with a smile: "Originally, I thought I was already very strong, but I didn't expect to be scared by the word ghost." ”

After laughing at herself, she settled down and nodded towards Ye Yangcheng: "Call it out, I really want to see what the legendary terrifying ghost looks like."

"Hehe, this ghost is being carried by me now, but before I can take it out, I still have a few words to say to you." Seeing that Wang Huihui controlled her nervousness so quickly, Ye Yangcheng couldn't help but smile at her and said, "There are three, six, nine and so on people, and the same is true for ghosts. ”

"How?" Wang Huihui was stunned for a moment, a little confused about the meaning of Ye Yangcheng's words.

"There is also a relatively strict hierarchy among ghosts, among which the lowest level is an ordinary ghost with basically no attack power, and as soon as this kind of ghost comes out, it will be taken away by the yīn yang channel and enter the yīn Cao Di Mansion." Ye Yangcheng explained: "On top of ordinary ghosts, there are also primary, intermediate, and high-level ghosts, and if you continue to go up, you will be the first level of the ghost king, which is equivalent to a powerful party in human society. ”

"Oh." For such a situation, Wang Huihui didn't have much reaction, and she basically didn't have a deep concept of the ghost level that Ye Yangcheng said, she nodded and sighed, the cloud was light and light.

Seeing her reaction, Ye Yangcheng couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, and then said to her with a somewhat serious face: "The classification of ghosts is not based on power, but based on the strength of these ghosts, the higher the level of the ghosts, the stronger the strength, and the ghost I brought over today is the ghost king who stands at the peak of the ghost world......"

"Ah" This time, Wang Huihui could no longer suppress the terrifying feeling in her heart, and exclaimed in surprise: "Ghost ...... Ghost King? ”

"Well, its strength should be stronger than that of most ghost kings, and it is definitely the horn standing at the top of the pyramid in the ghost world." Ye Yangcheng said to Wang Huihui in a serious tone: "Although it has been imprisoned by me now, I don't know if it still has any hole cards left and has not been taken out, so ...... When you search for its soul memories later, be sure to pay attention to its reaction, and if you feel that you can't do anything, don't hesitate to quit immediately to protect yourself first."

Hearing what Ye Yangcheng said so solemnly, Wang Huihui also restrained a bit of casualness in her heart, and nodded towards Ye Yangcheng with a solemn face, looking like she was facing a great enemy: "Well, I know"

"Let's get started." Seeing that Wang Huihui was completely serious, he wanted to know how this Holy Ancestor would know about his detailed Yeyang City, but he didn't hesitate any longer, and directly took out the enchantment ball that was infinitely compressed by him from the Nine Heavens space, pointed to the black smoke in the enchantment, and said to Wang Huihui: "This ghost king is here. ”

There is a huge discrepancy between the imagination and reality of "uh......", and Wang Huihui, who was full of nervousness, suddenly felt a sense of frustration when she saw the basketball thing in Ye Yangcheng's hand...... Is this the Ghost King? Why is there such a big gap with the ghosts played in the movie?

As if he understood the suspicion in Wang Huihui's heart, Ye Yangcheng smiled and said, "This ghost king has been imprisoned by me, once he leaves the enchantment, I'm afraid it will be not far from the ghost thing you imagined." ”

"......" Wang Huihui thought of the extremely terrifying image of the unjust ghost again, and couldn't help but shudder, and smiled dryly at Ye Yangcheng: "Let's start." ”

"Hmm." Ye Yangcheng smiled and didn't say anything anymore, Ping raised his right hand dragging the enchantment, handed the enchantment ball that imprisoned the ghost king to Wang Huihui's eyes, and said, "Let's do it." ”

Wang Huihui nodded solemnly, looked down at the enchantment ball in Ye Yangcheng's hand without saying a word, and slowly closed her eyes.

Ye Yangcheng could clearly feel that the next second Wang Huihui closed her eyes, a slight energy movement suddenly emanated from the center of her forehead, and he had been in and out of the palace three times during this period of time, and Ye Yangcheng's understanding of this jīng divine energy was already relatively deep.

As soon as he noticed the energy emanating from Wang Huihui, Ye Yangcheng almost immediately understood that the energy that Wang Huihui was now exuding was actually jīng divine energy

It's just that at this time, Ye Yangcheng couldn't make a sound to disturb Wang Huihui, so he could only hold his breath and stare at Wang Huihui with a serious face, patiently waiting for the results to come out.

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"Damn hún egg, I agree, I agree" When Wang Huihui used her special ability on the enchantment ball, the Holy Ancestor who was completely imprisoned by Ye Yang City's more than a dozen confinement techniques and more than a dozen enchantment techniques was roaring loudly in the depths of his soul at this time

The increasingly uneasy aura made him almost uncontrollable, in fact, when Ye Yangcheng imprisoned him, he had the heart to give in to Ye Yangcheng, no matter what Ye Yangcheng asked, he would honestly answer that he had lived for thousands of years, and he lived in the world in spirit form, and no one could cherish his old life better than him.

So, when Ye Yangcheng asked him at that time, he really wanted to roll his eyes and agree, but ...... He is a spirit body, and his eyeballs are also conjured up, and Ye Yangcheng's more than a dozen confinement techniques have completely imprisoned his spirit body, and his eyeballs have naturally been imprisoned together......

I want to roll my eyes to show cooperation, but I can't turn the taste, I'm afraid only he can experience it, as for what Ye Yangcheng said, what kind of tough guy...... He's a tough guy with a fart, if he can live, let alone cooperate with the confession, even if he kneels down and kowtows, he's willing

There is no lifespan limit for the spirit form, and there is no calamity such as divine punishment in the yīn Cao Difu, so the ghosts can naturally continue to cultivate with peace of mind. But on the earth, which is the so-called Yang World, there is divine punishment here

Being able to survive in such a situation for thousands of years, he certainly has his own means of preserving his life...... How could a ghost who cherishes his life so much pretend to be a tough guy when he is completely disadvantaged?

He hated, he gritted his teeth with hatred, Ye Yangcheng obviously didn't know about him, and when he saw that his eyes were motionless, he thought he was really a tough guy...... Compared to xìng life, what is dignity?

The aura that made him uneasy broke through the layers of barriers, getting closer and closer...... A deep resentment erupted from the depths of the Holy Ancestor's soul, but under the restraint of the confinement technique, he couldn't move at all, and could only watch as the strange energy that made his heart tremble pierced through the enchantment, and then plunged headlong into his own soul......

"Ah" The incomparably stinging feeling instantly made the Holy Ancestor wail miserably, and the soul fire in his body surged wildly, but his screams could only be confined to his soul.

At this time, the Holy Ancestor felt as if a steel knife was repeatedly scratching his body, and each time he scratched, it would take away a large piece of his soul, like a pig ròu being continuously skimmed off by a chef with a sharp blade

It was a painful ordeal, and he wanted to resist, but ...... Now that he has been firmly suppressed by Ye Yangcheng, even the spiritual power in his body has been suppressed and he does not dare to make the slightest move, what capital does he have to resist?

At this time, he only had two thoughts left in the depths of his soul.

The first thought was that if he had known that Ye Yangcheng had such a means, even if he knew that he had great benefits in his hands, he would never dare to have any hostile thoughts towards him, but unfortunately, there was no regret in this world, if there was, he really wanted to say: "Boss, give me a dozen"

And the second thought......

This bastard is really ruthless, I don't know where he found the pervert, and he can directly plunder his soul memory

This...... It's heaven going to kill me

In the torment comparable to the pain of scraping bones, the Holy Ancestor thought with tears in his eyes-

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