The Ansan demon came to Ye Ying's ear and said with a gloomy smile:

"Wouldn't it be too much fun to go straight to the heart, we should try something more interesting......

Then, the Ansan demon ghost stretched out the hand that had crushed many hearts, and gently pressed the top of Ye Ying's head, and then his expression became hideous:

"Why don't you let him see your head being pinched?"

Just as the fingers of the demon ghost of Anshan were about to exert force, Ye Ying's distracted eyes suddenly condensed, looked into his eyes, and shouted:

"My generation is willing to use the ancestral blood as a guide to call for the revival of the spiritual eye, the removal of evil spirits, and the summoning of the true spirit!"

The demon ghost looked at Ye Ying's blue eyes, and there was a trace of trance, and then he suddenly realized that something was wrong, but it was too late, and he could only watch Ye Ying's eyes begin to bloom with a bright blue brilliance, dispelling the coldness and darkness around him!

Ye Ying only felt the blood stirring all over her body, and an indescribable substance emerged from all over her body and converged towards her eyes.

In those crystal blue eyes, there was an ancient power that was being revived.

"No way!

The Ansan demon screamed, and actually fell to the ground, constantly moving his body to try to get away from Ye Ying, but the two pitch-black pupils never looked away, as if they were imprisoned.

Ye Ying felt more and more that the strangeness in her eyes became clear and intense, and her body gradually weakened, almost collapsing to the ground, and she could only rely on the only strength she had left to support her body, maintaining her gaze at the demon ghost of Ansan.

There was a sense of pain in the roar of the Ansan demon ghost, and the evil qi that was constantly overflowing was also suppressed by the brilliant turquoise brilliance, and slowly retreated back into Zheng Xie's body.

"Today, there are demons and ghosts who are causing trouble to sentient beings, brewing and killing evil, and I implore the spirit to exert their power and suppress this fang!"

Ye Ying shouted this sentence hoarsely, and then felt that he had lost all his strength and directly lost consciousness.

Even so, Ye Ying's eyes were still dazzling.

............

"Your Ye family has a talent for supernatural powers, but after many years, that kind of talent has long been lost, and only the ancestral veins of the ancestral blood can re-inflict the supernatural powers that shocked the world into the world......

The man in white muttered.

Ye Ying humbly asked:

"What is the ancestral vein, and what is the supernatural power?"

The man in white shook his head:

"You will know later, but it is not half good to tell you at this time. ”

"You just have to remember this ......"

............

The turquoise light faded, and the darkness of the Daluo Mountains shrouded again.

When the light shone before, all the fierce beasts that were ravaging the Daluo Mountain Range were kneeling on the ground, trembling and not daring to make a sound, as if they were afraid of something that was enough to make them feel threatened by their lives.

When the light dissipated, the beasts still knelt and did not move.

Zheng Xie staggered up from the ground, rubbed his aching head, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice:

"Tsk, this little girl is quite capable......"

Then, Ye Ying also frowned and opened her eyes, but then she exclaimed in surprise because of the stinging pain in her eyes, closed her eyes again, and shed two lines of tears at the same time, which even faintly covered with blood.

Zheng Xie raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Ying, reminding:

"Personally, I suggest it's better to open your eyes later. The sequelae of the spell you used are too great, and it is estimated that you will be a little weak for a while. “

Ye Ying covered her eyes, although she couldn't see the surrounding scene, she still understood everything from Zheng Xie's calm voice:

"Then the Ansan demon has been suppressed, right?"

Zheng Xie nodded, and an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes:

"For now, that's true. ”

Ye Ying let out a long breath, and then asked tentatively:

"You ...... before. Have you been watching?"

Zheng Xie, who was dressed in sackcloth, was silent for a moment:

"All the time. ”

Ye Ying nodded thoughtfully, and then asked a sentence that Zheng Xie didn't expect:

"It's painful to watch a goblin manipulate its own body, right?"

Zheng Xie was a little surprised, and then laughed at himself:

"It doesn't matter, after all, I'm no different from a goblin. ”

Seeing that Ye Ying still wanted to say something, Zheng Xie directly waved his hand to stop her questioning, and said instead:

"He should have told you, right?

Ye Ying hesitated:

"You're talking about...... Talking about seniors?"

Zheng Xie tore off his clothes and wiped the blood stains on his body:

"Dressed in white, with a calm voice and a falling flower tie around your waist, right?"

Ye Ying was stunned:

"The ...... Truly. ”

Zheng Xie wiped his arm seriously, and at the same time asked casually:

"What did he tell you? My origins, the characteristics of demons?"

Ye Ying said truthfully:

"Not only that, but he also mentioned the mistake he made at the beginning, saying that the original demon will dissipate after nine lifetimes, but in the middle-"

Ye Ying couldn't continue to say the following words, because Zheng Xie at this time, the chill in her eyes made her feel real fear.

"You say...... Originally, that demon would dissipate after nine lifetimes?"

Zheng Xie's voice was a little colder.

Ye Ying shrunk her neck:

"Talk about seniors...... That's exactly what it says. It seems that there is something strange in the depths of Daluo Mountain, which makes the demon and ghost of Na Anshan linger......"

Zheng Xie casually threw the Mai on the ground and took a deep breath:

"That's interesting. Let's go, let's go and end a little thing. ”

Ye Ying was puzzled:

"What?"

Zheng Xie didn't look back, but walked towards the top of Daluo Mountain by himself:

"In my memory, or in the memory of the demon ghost of Ansan, there is no such thing as the dissipation of the ninth life at all. From the very beginning, what Tan Qinghan said was what I told you before - someone had to volunteer to let me go with me, and devouring the human heart would relieve the pain...... It is also from his handwriting. ”

At this time, Ye Ying also experienced a terrifying chill:

"His handwriting??? do you mean to talk about his predecessors?"

Zheng Xie paused and sneered:

"Yes, his handiwork. Why do you think a resentful spirit only wanders in the Daluo Mountains and cannot come out? Why does it like to devour people's hearts? And why does it come to be able to find a living person as a carrier every thirty-three years?"

Without waiting for Ye Ying to answer, Zheng Xie took another step:

"This Da Luo Mountain is just his medicine field...... And I, or this Ansan demon, am the herb waiting to be harvested, understand?"

............

There was a gust of wind blowing between the dilapidated temples, and the sharp whistling sound was terrifying to the listeners.

More than 1,000 years ago, it was a treasure land of Buddhism with strong incense, and then a bloody disaster turned this place into a demon land, and even the entire Daluo Mountain fell into a long-term haze.

And today, in the open space full of dry grass, there is an additional figure sitting upright.

This man dressed in white, just as Ye Ying saw in her dream, was full of an indisputable and peaceful atmosphere, which made people feel hostile.

However, his face was a demon that was completely different from the aura around him.

"My heart's work...... It's finally time for this day...... The ancestral lineage of the Ye family...... This is Heaven's will, Heaven will help me to achieve the Supreme Holy Path!"

However, in the midst of this crazy voice, a faint whisper could still be faintly heard:

"Don't come...... Don't come to ......."

"This Da Luo Mountain...... There are demons ......"

"Don't come to ......"

............

"Zheng Xie, why did you take the initiative to find the Anshan demon in the first place?"

The silence along the way was finally broken by Ye Ying.

Regarding Zheng Xie's origin, Ye Ying has long been curious. This black-haired boy took the initiative to find the Ansan demon that the world avoided, claiming that he needed it to help him continue his life, and then he seemed to know a lot of secrets, even if he saw her perform the method granted by her predecessors, he was not surprised......

The mystery of this is really thought-provoking.

There was no emotion in Zheng Xie's eyes:

"I have a catastrophe in my life, and I will definitely die when I am nineteen years old, and the demons of Ansan can help me avoid it, that's all. ”

Ye Ying was even more curious when she heard this:

"And how did you know about it?"

Zheng Xie thought for a moment and said succinctly:

"Taught by the teacher. ”

Ye Ying's eyes shone with brilliance:

"Is there a spiritual teacher? What kind of place are you from? Are you a spiritual person?"

Zheng Xie sighed weakly:

"Yes, yes, no. ”

The excitement in Ye Ying's heart was still difficult to calm down:

"Have you ever seen a spiritual practice? It is rumored that they can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and pick the sun, moon and stars, is this all true?"

Zheng Xie grinned, and his smile was full of bitterness:

"I've never seen it. How can someone of that level be seen by someone like me?"

Ye Ying didn't understand the deep meaning of Zheng Xie's words, but he only thought that he had a low status in the sect and couldn't see the power of spiritual cultivation, so he regretted it:

"That's a pity......

Zheng Xie was noncommittal:

"I don't think so. ”

Ye Ying still wanted to ask something, but her heart trembled suddenly, and a familiar feeling came to her heart, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes, but she saw the dilapidated ruins on the top of the distant mountain.

"Daluoji Temple ......"

Like a dream, Ye Ying pronounced those three words.

Zheng Xie's expression became a little solemn:

"In the past, the temple never manifested, and even if I wandered on the top of the mountain for months, it was difficult to find a trace...... It seems that the presence inside has finally sent out an invitation. ”

Hearing this, Ye Ying had already guessed, but she was still not sure:

"Invitation?

Zheng Xie sneered:

"Isn't it about the spotted bear?"

While Ye Ying was still stunned, Zheng Xie's figure had already disappeared in front of her.

"If you don't step up, don't blame me for not waiting for anyone. ”