"Because there is an evil spirit hidden in you. ”

Yang Yi said: "This Yin Spirit is the remnant soul of some martial arts powerhouses with extraordinary qualifications after the fall of some martial arts powerhouses with advanced cultivation, and they can survive by absorbing the essence and cultivation of cultivators, and even grow stronger. ”

"Yin Spirit?"

Long Aotian was puzzled.

"Your Excellency has been living in the body of the master of this peak for three years, and you have made a lot of money, if you appear at this time, the master of this peak can leave you with residual thoughts, if you continue to be stubborn, you are not welcome to blame the master of this peak!"

Yang Yi's voice was like a morning bell, containing a powerful heavenly judgment, which shook the surrounding heaven and earth and turmoil.

"Gaga, I can't imagine that there are such knowledgeable people in this small Tianyi Gate, which is really surprising to this seat!"

At this moment, a black ghost mist swept out from Long Aotian's Heavenly Spirit Cover, surging and changing, revealing an ugly face.

At this time, Long Aotian was completely stunned.

He wasted for three years, was expelled from the family, was divorced by his fiancée, and became a stray dog that everyone shouted and beats.

"Dust to dust to dust, since you have fallen, why stay in this world and harm sentient beings? If you are willing, I will set up six reincarnation arrays and send you to reincarnation, how about it?"

Staring at that ugly face, Yang Yi had no joy or sorrow.

"Young man, you have extraordinary knowledge, but your cultivation has not even reached the realm of martial arts, do you think you have descended to this seat?"

The evil face's pupils flickered with blood, and the monster laughed.

"Can't it come down, I'm afraid you can't afford it!

Yang Yi's pupils narrowed, one hand to the sky, and he stopped drinking, only to see that the sky that was originally out of thin air was surging, and the sound of thunderstorms sounded.

"Channeling Thunder, how can you be so profound?"

Feeling the coercion of the sky, the evil face was suddenly shocked, and roared again: "Boy, this is what you forced this seat to, your body is much stronger than Long Aotian's kid, this seat will forcibly take you away, I think it won't take a few years, you can cultivate into a yin evil, quack!"

The evil voice echoed.

That ugly face turned into a demonic aura, and with lightning speed, it sank into Yang Yi's eyebrows.

Yang Yi smiled.

His spiritual sea contains the imprint of the godhead of the nine supreme god emperors, even if it is an immortal god, he has to crawl and tremble, let alone a yin spirit that does not become a climate?

"Ninefold Godhead, you kid actually has the Ninefold Supreme Godhead to protect you, are you the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal above the Nine Heavens?

When that Yin Spirit entered Yang Yi's spiritual sea, he was completely stunned.

The mournful roar came to an abrupt end.

The Yin Spirit was suppressed by the Nine Dao Divine Personality in an instant, turning into a strange spiritual power, which was absorbed by Yang Yi, causing his spiritual power to rise to the third level.

"Master, you ......"

Long Aotian's eyes were full of worry.

"It's okay, it's its own death!"

Yang Yi opened his eyes, smiled with relief, and immediately checked his character attribute version.

Host: Yang Yi

Age: 18 years old

Cultivation is: 12th section of the martial arts realm

Strength: 18,000 jin (18 dragon power)

Mental Power: Level 3

......

After checking his character attributes, even with Yang Yi's concentration, he was quite pleased.

The power of the eighteen dragons has reached the limit that the laws of heaven and earth can bear, and throughout the entire Tianyi Sect for hundreds of years, there may not be one person who can do it, which can be described as earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods.

Once it triggers a heaven-sent vision and causes a sensation, I am afraid that even the gods and demons will have to kowtow.

"Long Aotian, now the yin spirit that resides in you has been killed for the master, and your qualifications have also been restored, although the cultivation has fallen to the bottom, but the various hole cards provided by the master have been restored to the peak of the past, and it will only be a few months at most. ”

Yang Yi said earnestly.

Long Aotian's life experience is completely different from that of the eldest grandson Xue, Murong Huang, and Leng Ling'er.

The former is like a flower in a greenhouse, which cannot withstand the ravages of a storm.

And because Long Aotian has experienced the lows and tribulations of life, he is far superior to the three daughters in terms of mood and perseverance, and he knows how to cherish and work hard.

Therefore, according to Yang Yi's calculations, Long Aotian's achievements in the future will far exceed all the disciples under his knees.

Of course, this does not include Feng Dudu.

Feng Dudu is a holy body, once awakened, I am afraid that even Long Aotian is far inferior.

"Disciple, thank you for saving your life......"

Long Aotian knelt on the ground, kowtowed respectfully three times, and the moment he looked up, tears had unconsciously blinded his eyes.

......

At the same time, the top of Jiuyang Peak.

On a cliff across the sea of clouds, a man's figure sits.

With the surging of the rich aura, the man's figure also kept changing, sometimes turning into a cloud dragon, sometimes into a cloud phoenix...... The more dusty and elegant, like an immortal riding the wind, gives people a sense of loneliness and coldness in a high place.

"Childe, the prodigal son who sneaked into the Xuanyue Cold Pool that day, his subordinates have already inquired about some eyebrows. ”

An old man came slowly, standing five feet away from the cliff, not daring to cross the thunder pond for half a step.

"Who is it?"

The young man's voice had a deep penetrating power, not angry and self-threatening.

"It's not clear who it is, but there's one thing that's really weird. ”

The old man said: "Chen Yingfeng Zhang Lan has been suffering from cold and illness for more than ten years, and he is helpless, but it will be fine before the day, and his subordinates have searched through all the books of the sect.

It was found that the way to quickly cure the cold disease was to find the Jiuyang Grass, and the environment of the Xuanyue Cold Pool had a great chance of giving birth to this spirit grass. ”

"You mean, a disciple of Chen Yingfeng sneaked into the Xuanyue Cold Pond and happened to meet the cultivator Huang'er, so there was a misunderstanding?

The young man's voice was cold, as cold as ice for ten thousand years.

"It is very likely to be Yang Yi, that is, the new peak master of Chenying Peak today. ”

The old man said cautiously: "Also, in the past few days, Miss Murong and Chen Yingfeng have been in very intensive contacts, and it is rumored outside that when Xingyao Peak mourned, Luo Daojun suffered a big loss, and it was a masterpiece of Miss Murong and Yang Yi. ”

"This Yang Yiming knows that Murong Huang is my fiancée, and he is so close to her, is this tired?"

The young man turned slightly to the side, revealing a handsome side face, the perfect contours of his face.

His skin was faintly shiny and flowing, shimmering with the light of glass, and the mist was surging and fluttering slightly, as if a god had descended into the world.

"Childe, what should I do now?"

The old man asked tentatively.

"After more than ten days, isn't it the period of the duel between Xingyao Peak and Chenying Peak? With Luo Xiao's tragic death, among the many disciples of Xingyao Peak, there should be no genius who can lead to the heaven-given vision, right?"

The young man's pupils narrowed, and a cold glow flickered: "Then let Fu Sang and Fu Nian join Xingyao Peak, suppress Chen Yingfeng Xiaoxiao with supreme supernatural powers, and slaughter all the disciples under Chen Ying Feng, as for Yang Yi's words, he can only atone for his sins with death." ”

"Childe, this Yang Yi is the master of a peak, this ......"

The old man was slightly startled.

"Limber, what's my name?"

A wicked smile crossed the corner of the young man's mouth.

"Yang Zhenshi. ”

The old man muttered subconsciously.

"My name is Yang Zhenshi, my life motto is to kill all enemies in the world, anyone who offends my Yang Zhenshi, no one in heaven and earth can save him, Yang Yi, ants are also ......"

The domineering voice echoed, and the slender figure of the young man was engulfed in the mist and disappeared without a trace.

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