|||->-> With his intuition, Ye Zhengyang felt that the head descending master Saven should not escape from Qingshui City now.

And here there is a rag that the two demons tore from Saven's body.

It is just right to perform the Thousand Miles Tracking Technique to determine the general location of the Savin Head Descending Master.

After determining the direction, as long as you carry the compass, the closer you are to the Saven head lowerer, the more accurate the position displayed on the compass will be.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhengyang took out the scarecrow from his body again, first wrapped the rag in a yellow paper talisman, stuffed it into the scarecrow, and then put the compass aside.

Since I don't know the birth date of the Savin head lowering master, and it is not the hair used, this spell is a little troublesome to urge.

After reciting a long list of incantations and combining them with various complex spells, the scarecrow on the ground finally got up from the ground with difficulty after trembling slightly.

The scarecrow, who had finally gotten up from the ground, began to take a step and walked in one direction, and the compass placed on the side, the pointer was also shaking slightly.

Just when the scarecrow was about to fall, suddenly, Ye Zhengyang felt his heart tremble, and felt a strong force coming from the scarecrow, and began to compete with Ye Zhengyang's side.

It's not good, that head lowering master Saven is indeed a clever guy, as soon as he used the thousand-mile tracking technique to find the traces of this guy, he was immediately sensed by the other party, and then quickly organized forces to counterattack.

Moreover, the other party's reaction ability is super fast, and he immediately impacts Ye Zhengyang's mental power.

Ye Zhengyang's body trembled, and he suddenly took a deep breath, concentrated all his energy, and began to fight with Na Saven's head lowering master.

Those who are able to use this kind of means will not be too low in cultivation.

The opponent's impact was fierce, and as soon as he came up, he used a very aggressive way to carry out a crazy counterattack on Ye Zhengyang.

However, Ye Zhengyang could feel that although the other party was menacing, his strength was a little weak, as if Ye Zhengyang was a fierce tiger, and the other party was a group of hungry wolves.

Wolves are naturally not afraid of tigers, but a single wolf standing in front of a tiger will tremble with fear.

Ye Zhengyang

I don't know why I suddenly feel this way, could it be that there are other helpers by the side of the Savin head lowering master?

After realizing this, Ye Zhengyang worked harder to gather all his strength, constantly pinching out various tricks to collide with the other party's spiritual power.

Even so, Ye Zhengyang also felt a trace of difficulty, and for a while he felt a sense of crumbling.

The scarecrow standing on the ground suddenly fell to the ground, and a cloud of white smoke rose from the scarecrow's body, faintly showing signs of being burned.

Oops, seeing the scarecrow fall to the ground, Ye Zhengyang was suddenly shocked, he didn't expect this Saven and his helpers to make themselves suffer a dark loss.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhengyang's eyes froze, and he turned his head to Jiang Baishan and the others and said, "You go out first, don't let anyone enter here without me, let alone make any noise." ”

Listening to Ye Zhengyang's words, Jiang Baishan was stunned for a moment, and asked inexplicably, "What happened?" ”

"I can't explain it to you, you just do what I say."

Ye Zhengyang didn't talk nonsense, and directly pushed Jiang Baishan out of the door, then closed the door of the house, and locked the door of the house.

After doing all this, Ye Zhengyang sat cross-legged on the ground, and his eyes suddenly fell on Jiang Baihe, who was sleeping in the house, thinking about whether to take him out too.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Zhengyang saw that the straw man was already emitting green smoke, and he saw that it was about to catch fire, so he dispelled this idea.

Moreover, the female ghost in Jiang Baihe's body has been devoured by Aunt Feng, and her body is very weak, and she is now falling into a deep sleep, so it should not pose any threat to him.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhengyang no longer hesitated, mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body, and even the strange golden pill in the dantian also worked quickly, and then immersed a large amount of spiritual power into the grass man.

After entering, Ye Zhengyang felt a terrifying force sweeping over, wrapping his spiritual power.

The sudden mental power caught Ye Zhengyang off guard, but Ye Zhengyang quickly adjusted his state.

What Ye Zhengyang didn't know was that just when he was devoting himself to fighting with the head descending master Sawen, a strange change suddenly occurred in his body.

I saw a phantom figure walk out of Ye Zhengyang's body, stand behind him, and compete with him in the other party's spiritual power.

This phantom is tall, iron-faced, bearded, leopard-eyed, wearing a tattered official uniform, and the official hat is also worn diagonally, but there is a heroic righteousness on his body.

But it gives people a hazy and hazy feeling, which makes people look unreal.

The phantom stood behind Ye Zhengyang, and a large amount of immortal qi was withdrawn from his body and entered Ye Zhengyang's body, which made Ye Zhengyang suddenly shocked.

Ye Zhengyang didn't understand why his spiritual power and spiritual power had risen so much.

Ye Zhengyang didn't study it carefully, and his spiritual power was released like a tide, surging towards the other party.

Ye Zhengyang's actions caused the other party's mental power to be ruthlessly crushed, and he felt a little shaky.

It is estimated that if you wait another minute or two, the opponent's mental power will be completely defeated.

When Ye Zhengyang immersed all his body and mind in the fighting method, Jiang Baihe, who had been lying there and sleeping, suddenly stopped snoring, and slowly got up from the bed, his eyes were dull and expressionless.

After he got up from the bed, his eyes quickly locked on Ye Zhengyang, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a cruel smile came out.

I saw Jiang Baihe's hand touching the side of the bed, grabbed the heavy table lamp from the bedside table, and slowly walked towards Ye Zhengyang.

Closer and closer, closer and closer, you can almost hear each other's breathing.

Ye Zhengyang frowned, feeling that something was not quite right, but he had no time to be distracted.

At this time, Ye Zhengyang was at a critical moment, and the other party's spiritual power had been controlled, as long as he waited for a while, he would be torn apart.

No one expected that at such a critical moment, Jiang Baihe would actually get up from the bed and approach them quickly.

In case Ye Zhengyang recovers his spiritual power, his previous efforts will be wasted.

Jiang Baihe's speed was not fast, he looked like a marionette, slowly walked to Ye Zhengyang's side, and then raised the table lamp in his hand high, aimed at Ye Zhengyang's head, and smashed it down.

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