The moment the yin wind entered his body, Ye Dong's whole person fell backwards straight, accompanied by a pressure that seemed to crush his soul, making his mind begin to blur.

"Kill!"

In the deafening shouting of killing, Ye Dong suddenly opened his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was a chaotic battle scene, countless soldiers who couldn't even see their faces clearly, wearing black and white armor, were fighting hard.

With a "poof", the spear in the hand of a black-armored soldier pierced directly into the chest of a white-armored soldier opposite him, but before he could pull out the spear, his head had suddenly detached from his neck and flew high into the sky.

"Ahh

Ye Dong suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and couldn't help but let out a cry of pain in his mouth, lowered his head, and saw that on his chest, a blood-stained sword tip was quickly pulled out.

Holding the life-threatening wound on his chest, Ye Dong closed his eyes weakly and fell forward.

"Xianggong, Xianggong, wake up, wake up!"

A woman's crying call made Ye Dong open his eyes again, and in front of him was a beautiful face with pear blossoms and rain, so he couldn't help but raise his hand and wanted to touch this face.

However, when he saw his palms covered with calluses and scars, he was suddenly stunned, and the woman pounced excitedly and said: "Great, Xianggong, you finally woke up, you can't die, you can't die, you die, what if you leave us orphans and widows, I'll carry you home!"

After finishing speaking, the woman turned around, struggled to use her back to lift Ye Dong's body, and stood up tremblingly, and Ye Dong looked around, and there was a corpse around him, these corpses were wearing coarse cloth clothes, and their skin was dark, as if they were coolie men.

Gradually, Ye Dong felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and a thick sense of tiredness hit him deeply, so that he finally couldn't help but close his eyes, and vaguely heard the woman's cry in his ears: "Xianggong, wake up, you can't die!"

In this way, Ye Dong woke up again and again, and died again and again, and each time his identity was different, there were both dying soldiers, endangered farmers, and even disfigured girls, the same, died not long after waking up each time.

Crying, screaming, scolding, all kinds of voices filled Ye Dong's mind, making him gradually forget his identity and who he was!

At the same time, those black ghost qi in his body were frantically devouring his internal organs, his blood, and every part of his body, and it was about to come to his dantian!

Suddenly, a red light and a blue light burst out at the same time, the red light came from the soul, and the blue light came from the dantian!

Wherever the red light goes, the ghost energy is like seeing a cat and a mouse, frantically running away and dodging, while wherever the blue light goes, these ghosts turn into a wild cat that smells fishy, and rushes into the blue light excitedly.

The red light drove away, the blue light absorbed, and in just a moment's effort, the ghost qi in Ye Dong's body had completely entered his dantian!

However, the invasion of ghost qi did not end here, around his body, as if the endless ghost qi of the sea was pouring into his body one after another, and then in the same process of red light drive and blue light absorption, it was finally completely absorbed by his bottomless dantian.

Finally, the ghost qi hovering around Ye Dong's body had completely disappeared, and everything was calm again.

However, in Ye Dong's dantian, a huge number of ghost qi almost filled here, but these ghost qi were like tigers descending from the mountain, and they began to roll wildly, constantly hitting the surroundings of the dantian, as if they wanted to get out of the dantian.

However, in the middle of the dantian, there is an area the size of a water droplet, which is always something that no ghost dares to approach!

It's a pity that although they don't dare to get closer, and even want to escape from the dantian, there is a strong restraining force in the dantian, firmly locking them here, after all, that small area of water droplets is also methodically releasing the suction that is not strong but is enough to absorb the black qi into here.

Under the absorption of suction, a trace of black gas slowly formed a circle, flowing around this area the size of a water droplet, and every time it flowed, the black gas would decrease a little, and at the same time, there would be a trace of black in the water droplet area.

I don't know how long it took for the Dao to pass, the black qi in Ye Dong's dantian was finally completely concentrated in the area in the shape of a water drop in the middle, condensing into a black water droplet!

At this time, Ye Dong suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were still full of confusion.

Another voice sounded in his ears: "Hehe, I finally woke up, it seems that you are still a blessing in disguise, congratulations!"

Ye Dong looked blankly at the source of the voice, and on top of a barren grave sat a black strange man, looking at him with a smile.

Why is this man a little familiar?

At this moment, Ye Dong's mind was still in the memory of constantly waking up and dying, but when he finally recognized that the person in front of him was the poisonous demon candle, his own memories poured into his mind like a tide.

Ye Dong suddenly turned over and sat up, blurting out, "What's wrong with me?"

Candle also stood up from the grave, stretched lazily and said: "You dug up the thousand-year-old coffin, touched this hidden ghost Yin array, and was invaded by the yin wind formed by the ghost qi, I thought you wouldn't wake up, but I didn't expect your luck to be so good, you actually came back to life, and it seems that your cultivation has also improved, right?"

Ye Dong's mind was like a mess of paste now, and the words of the candle sound made him unable to understand it in a short period of time, and just when he wanted to try to sort out his thoughts, he suddenly remembered Panruo.

The sound of the candle also sounded again, and what was surprising was that there was a little admiration in his voice: "This Buddhist friend of yours is indeed worthy of the word compassion!"

Turning his head suddenly, Ye Dong saw Praruo, who was still sitting in his original position at the moment, but his appearance had changed dramatically.