The evil ghost emerged from Liu Teng's body, revealing a humanized color of pain.

Bai Yan's face was strange, staring at Yin Ming.

At this time, the seven clouds of white smoke above Yin Ming's head gradually gave birth to a face.

It has a head and no body, and looks like a ghost.

It is said: the spirit is glorious, and there are seven white ghosts!

Those who are in the form of a husband are also the spirit of man, and those who are virtuous and righteous are also the glory of the spirit.

The gentleman is in his form, so he becomes his virtue and righteousness.

Yin Ming became a scribe, and it can be said that he really entered the hall in terms of cultivation, and his literary atmosphere was generous.

The seven spirits are bright, pregnant and glorious, and it is to incarnate seven white ghosts.

This glorious person, although he is a yin soul, is nourished by Yin Ming's literary qi, is composed of a righteous spirit, and is the nemesis of evil spirits.

In the future, Yin Ming's cultivation will be successful, the yin and yang will be born, and then the yin and yang will be intertwined, and he will be like a real person, and he will be immortal for thousands of years.

The seven white ghosts had solemn faces, and they recited together: "So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong!"

"Ding, the system prompts, the host recites poetry. ”

"After evaluation, the system will include it, and 10,000 Wendao values will be rewarded. ”

Boom, a distant and generous thought seemed to come from the depths of the distant heavenly dome, across countless worlds.

Each of the seven white ghosts spit out a puff of white smoke, which combined with that thought to give birth to a supernatural being.

A white cloud golden-armored giant appeared in front of Yin Ming out of thin air.

I saw that he was holding a halberd in one hand and a human head in the other, and his neck was empty.

He picked up the human head in his left hand, two leopard eyes like copper bells, and stared at the evil ghost above Liu Teng's head.

This is the overlord of Xichu in another world, invincible and unique!

He swept the world during his lifetime, and was worshiped after his death, and in many areas in the south, the people spontaneously set up shrines for him.

Because of Yin Ming's poems, a stream of thoughts came through, taking Yin Ming's essence as the body, which is equivalent to a ghost and god.

It's just that, limited by the Yin Ming realm, this manifested existence cannot be called a god, but can only be said to be a quasi-ghost god.

It's just that ghosts and gods are ghosts and gods, and if they are touched by half of the word "god", they have an incredible restraint effect on evil ghosts.

Even if that evil ghost remnant soul was a generation of innate martial saints before his death, he couldn't fight it.

Xiang Yu's eyes shot golden light, his face was hideous, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was roaring.

With a wave of his big hand, his halberd fell, slashing at the evil ghost.

The evil ghost hurriedly dodged, but it was a shame that he was a disembodied ghost and had easy movements, so he avoided it dangerously.

However, he was also only in his death throes.

However, in a few breaths, the demon was pinned to the ground with a halberd on the head.

Xiang Yu dragged the halberd upside down and split the evil ghost in half.

The evil ghost, which was originally a remnant soul, was struck by this halberd, and let out a terrible wail, and his soul flew away.

Xiang Yu did not dissipate, the head in his hand turned around, staring at Yin Ming, his eyes showing a fierce light.

Yin Ming's face turned pale, it was because Xiang Yu had a backlash, which caused him to be injured.

Yin Ming was awe-inspiring in his heart, knowing that this Western Chu Overlord was not a good person.

He shouted in a deep voice: "Give him poems, recite your name, tonight is a little ambush, please return to the overlord!"

This mention of Xiang Yu, in the final analysis, is Yin Ming's literary spirit and spirit incarnation, without Yin Ming's support, the body immediately showed a state of collapse.

The halberd in his hand slammed into the ground, and then his body dissipated like a cloud.

The white ghosts above Yin Ming's head each took a deep breath, and the white smoke that had dispersed returned to their bodies.

This was originally derived from the spirit, and now it is just a return to the mother.

Then, the seven white ghosts all showed tired looks, and they all turned into a breath of clear air, submerged into his body from Yin Mingding's top gate, and each returned to the seven big holes.

Yin Ming's body trembled, only to feel that the muscles around him were sore, and he was almost unsteady on his feet.

No wonder the ancients said that they should double cultivate their lives.

Even if you cultivate the Tao of Literature and your physique is not strong, it is difficult to support the consumption of Wenqi.

Of course, if you cultivate to the fullest, you will naturally not have this kind of trouble, and even your body can be abandoned at will.

However, at the beginning of the practice, it is still necessary to strengthen the body.

A strong physique is not the same as a martial artist's refinement, and its fundamental purpose is to strengthen the soul.

Yin Ming was thinking about it, and suddenly felt a warmth in his body, and an inexplicable force was born from his weak body.

Yin Ming was already very familiar with this feeling, it was an innate martial arts internal breath.

Yin Ming turned his head and said, "Thank you for your help a few times, this kindness will eventually be rewarded." ”

Bai Yan waved his hand casually and said, "I will do whatever I want, if you want to repay me, I might as well kill you with a sword." ”

Yin Ming smiled and said, "That's fine, but I admit it." ”

Bai Yan said: "You don't have to take a bite to ride. ”

"I didn't expect you to be a literati. ”

"If you are not afraid of my notoriety, you can call me Brother White. ”

Bai Yan said that, he looked at Yin Ming with a smile to see if he had the guts.

If it is an ordinary person, he will definitely not dare to cross the realm and call himself a brother and a brother to the innate martial saint.

What's more, this Bai Yan is notorious!

This person is one of the ten most notorious and far-reaching murderers in the Thousand Yuan Continent, and he is known as the Sword Evil.

The ten fierce people, all of them are vicious, they are all wicked people who kill people like hemp and do evil.

If Yin Ming calls him a white brother and spreads it, I'm afraid that Yin Dashuai will rush back from the front line and kill Yin Ming with his own hands.

Yin Ming understood this, but he arched his hand and said, "Brother Bai said this, which is also a blessing. ”

Today, Bai Yan is kind to him, and Yin Mingguan sees this person, although his personality is obedient, he is not the kind of unreasonable person who takes pleasure in killing people and breaking the law.

Besides, Yin Ming never thought that there were unteachable people in the world.

No one knew that at this moment, Yin Ming secretly decided to educate this obedient innate powerhouse in the future.

This is simply the ambition of the nine heavens!

Bai Yan was in a very comfortable mood, and ordinary people would pee their pants in fear when they told him a word.

This kid is not only a literati who has an appetite for him, but also has extraordinary courage, which makes Bai Yan, who has always been alone, very happy.

Bai Yan said with a smile: "Your experience today is incredible, you actually destroyed the remnant soul of an innate martial saint. ”

"If it goes out, the whole world will be shaken. ”

"Sit down, I'll give you a drink tonight. ”

This world is like this, the innate martial saint is noble and untouchable.

Even if it is a remnant soul, it should not be something that mortals can deal with.

Yin Ming said: "Don't be in a hurry to drink, this little boy, you have to hurry up and rescue." ”

Bai Yan glanced at Liu Teng, who was dying, and said, "Although this kid is a martial arts wizard, he is gone. ”

"The demon drained his source, especially in the fight for his body, and severely damaged his soul. ”

"Unless the Martial Ancestor is reincarnated and the immortals descend to earth, there is no salvation. ”

Bai Yan said casually: "Don't worry about him, it's just a dead man." ”