The power of the Spirit Sutra did not disappoint Yechen, and in the same Martial Venerable realm, his strength has surpassed that of the Little Skull Emperor-level exercises, and with Yechen's familiarity with the exercises, he is even more sure that this power also surpasses the Heart Sutra of Death.

This already belongs to the category of emperor-level exercises.

This promotion is all due to the magnates of the imperial capital who have sent so much "nutrition" to Yechen, if it weren't for the massive soul fire, it would take at least half a year for Yechen and the little skeleton to be promoted to Wuzun.

But now, with the "help" of the magnates, both Yechen and his dead creatures have been greatly improved.

When it was about to dawn, Lan Wen also broke through, and advanced to two realms in a row, reaching the cultivation of the sixth-order martial sect, and the death knight and the red sun had just broken through to the ninth-order martial sect, but to be promoted to the martial honor, a massive amount of soul fire was needed, which was more than the soul life absorbed before.

It's Ai Wei, because the strength she needs is not as good as the Death Knight and the Red Sun, and at this moment, she is halfway on the path of the Ninth Order of the Martial Sect, and will enter the Martial Venerable earlier than the Death Knight and the Red Sun.

Xiao Maoqiu, the earth monkey is relatively slow, they are all in the realm of the eighth-order martial arts, relatively speaking, Xiao Maoqiu's talent is the worst, and he belongs to the bottom of the existence, of course, although his strength is not strong, but the effect of the power of ice is great, and it is also an indispensable part of Yechen's tactics.

The same is true for the earth monkey, the ability to drill into the ground has helped Yechen to save the day several times, and it is a rare helper for Yechen, if he waits for other companions to be promoted to martial arts, Yechen will also do his best to cultivate the earth monkey and the little hairball.

"General!" Centurion Li Ying flew over with people and sent countless storage rings to Yechen, in addition to the storage rings, there were countless magic weapons of the honorable level.

It's not just people who can warm up the magic weapon, people with conditions, and dead creatures will also warm up the magic weapon, such as the dead creatures of Yechen, which use the super magic weapon of the future.

And this time, in order to be more sure, even the zombies who didn't have a magic weapon before also equipped them with powerful magic weapons, and as a result, these were cheaper than Yechen.

There are more than 300 venerable magic weapons, which is dozens of times more than Yechen itself, not to mention, those dead human races are all noble masters of the imperial capital, and everyone's net worth is far more than that of ordinary martial arts, and these riches add up to no less than these three hundred venerable magic weapons.

Whether it is the fire of the soul or material wealth, it has given Yechen a great harvest.

After some cleaning up by the dragon-blooded warriors, the small courtyard has been restored to its original state, and there is no trace of any battle, and even the dust turned by the zombies has disappeared cleanly.

Outside the shady ban, almost all the bigwigs are a little unable to sit still, this time in order to get the secret of Yechen's body, their investment is also very difficult, in addition to zombies, there are also the backbone of the family, but now, so many resources are smashed down, and there is no slightest wave.

"Wait, until dawn! I don't believe that a little night can make any changes. "A big guy has made a decision, and everyone is waiting in silence.

It's just that the longer I wait, the more uneasy my heart becomes, all of this is too abnormal.

When a fish-bellied white appeared on the side of the sky, someone finally exclaimed, "The black curtain is gone." ”

This seemed to be a signal that alarmed the entire imperial capital, whether they participated or not, they all raised their heads at this moment and set their eyes on the small courtyard where Yechen was.

He Wenqing, the secretary of the Ministry of War, stood at the door of his house and raised his head, and whispered: "It's weird, it's really weird." ”

In the Dream Mansion, Meng Xinqi, who had been waiting all night, rushed out of the Dream Mansion like lightning, with tears in the corners of her eyes, almost crying while flying, completely ignoring the ban that the emperor could not fly.

Huang Xinrou followed closely with Meng Xinqi, and her heart was also extremely uneasy, for fear of hearing the bad news. Yechen is the pillar of Jiangyin City, if Yechen falls, this Jiangyin City will be over, and Huang Xinrou has lost the goal of life.

For a while, countless bigwigs and domestic servants walked to the small courtyard where Yechen was located very tacitly.

There was still a complex aura of death power left outside the small courtyard, but the surrounding landscape seemed very intact, as if it had not experienced any battles.

"What about the people?

"What about our zombies, what about the ghosts?"

A group of big people came from the street, and then appeared outside the small courtyard of Yechen, and a guard broke through the door of the small courtyard with one foot.

In the small courtyard, Yechen sat on the stone table, holding a cup of tea in his right hand and a piece of pastry in his left hand.

When the bigwigs stepped into the small courtyard of Yechen, everyone looked at Yechen who was eating breakfast blankly.

Yechen turned his head and looked at the magnates who broke in, and for a moment, his eyes widened and stared.

When they saw Yechen, the bigwigs regretted it, as the mastermind behind the scenes, they should not have gone out in person, but their great confidence and strong curiosity forced them to leave the hidden place and step into Yechen's small courtyard.

Yechen sneered in his heart, remembering the faces of these people in his heart.

Then, a bright smile appeared on Yechen's face: "Wow, Lord Wen, why are you here, and Master Li, I didn't expect to see you, isn't this Lord Luo, are you guys going out for a morning run collectively?"

The corners of these people's mouths twitched, the current situation was too weird, the people who had been released had disappeared completely, but Yechen was intact, this kind of experience shocked them a lot, and everyone's hearts were dripping blood, which meant that all their investment was gone.

Some people's bodies were surging with murderous intent, their eyes were cloudy, and they were thinking about whether to slap Yechen to death with one palm, everyone present, there were many martial saints, and they really wanted to make a move, they were confident that they could kill Yechen at such a close distance.

Yechen looked at everyone with a smile and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, everyone who comes is a guest, let's eat breakfast together, this is a specialty of our Jiangyin City, the trap inside is carefully selected seafood from the East China Sea, don't look at it as a small place, it tastes very good." ”

Vice Minister of Finance Wen Zaichen said lightly: "I happened to pass by here, and just now I saw that a thief flowed into the courtyard, so I let people break in, but I didn't expect this to be the small courtyard where General Ye lived, I don't know if the general saw the thief." ”

A group of powerful people caught thieves? For this kind of crude excuse, Yechen was full of contempt in his heart, and Yechen smiled: "I didn't see it, I guess the adult's guards saw it wrong." ”

"It seems that I have seen it wrong!" Wen Zaichen resisted the urge to slap Yechen to death with a palm, and then said lightly, "That is the case, then let's go, let's go." ”

No matter how unwilling everyone is in their hearts, they can only suppress their dissatisfaction and doubts in their hearts and send others to investigate, as they are behind the scenes, it is impossible for them to participate in it anymore.

"Yechen!" In the sky, Meng Xinqi flew in, with a touch of crying.

(End of chapter)