Ye Hao grabbed the storage bag of this Blood Dao Sect disciple, his divine sense swept it, and then took out the Yin Soul Banner in it, and suddenly, the Yin Qi was calm, and the ghost cried and howled.

"Yes, they are all the souls of monks and demon beasts, but it's a pity that the materials for making flags are a little worse, and they can't even talk about spiritual weapons, even if they have an innate ghost cultivator as the main soul, they can't exert any great power. Ye Hao said in his heart, however, the yin soul here can be devoured by lightning, and few are better than nothing.

As soon as the divine thought moved, lightning rushed out from Ye Hao's eyebrows, directly devouring more than a hundred yin souls in the Yin Soul Banner, and it seemed that he was still a little dissatisfied, and the tip of its sword was aimed at the frightened white-clothed female ghost, and sent a salivating ** to Ye Hao, this innate ghost cultivation is enough to defeat all the Yin Souls that were devoured just now.

"Go back, Uncle didn't let you devour, you just shut up. Ye Hao forcibly recalled the lightning, he had long known that this thing that had just opened his spiritual consciousness had a backbone, so he didn't have to be polite to it, there was a soul imprint, and it couldn't eat itself.

With a strong resentment, the lightning began to have a spring and autumn dream that devoured the soul of Ye Hao, the master.

At this time, Ye Hao looked at the female ghost in white, thought for a while, and said, "What's your name?"

The female ghost in white raised her head and looked at Ye Hao with some surprise, she was one of his dishes anyway, he could do whatever he wanted, and asked her what her name was for?

"Uncle is called Withered Leaf Daoren, his real name is Ye Hao, not many people know, but it doesn't hurt to tell you, now that you know the identity of the uncle, is it time to say your name?" Ye Hao said with a smile when he saw that she didn't answer.

"Tan Yingxue. The white-clothed female ghost said softly, and she couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in her heart, she didn't ask for anything else, just to see her sick mother and younger brother again.

"Yingxue...... Good name. Ye Hao was a little distracted, and remembered the woman who forced him to jump into the abyss, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he locked up the boiling hatred in his heart.

Tan Yingxue suddenly knelt down and sobbed: "Dead Leaves Immortal, little woman beg, let me see my mother and brother again, and then let the Immortal dispose of it." ”

Ye Hao stretched out his hand, lifted Tan Yingxue up, and said, "Uncle can meet your requirements, and cure your mother's illness, so that your mother and younger brother can enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth." ”

"Thank you to the immortals, thank you to the immortals. Tan Yingxue said excitedly, she knew that pie would not fall from the sky, but for her, no matter what she was asked to do in the future, this kind of condition was already her previous luxury.

"No need to thank Uncle Xie, Uncle must be conditional, Uncle will leave something in your soul body, maybe your consciousness will sink forever in the future, of course...... Uncle hopes that there will not be such a day, before this, the uncle will pass on your ghost cultivation method, you are a congenital ghost cultivator, and your entry will be very fast, and there may be a place for your help in the future. Ye Hao said straightforwardly.

"The little girl willing. Tan Yingxue said.

"Then let's go, take Uncle to your house. Ye Hao nodded.

Tanjia Village is a small mountain village, where the villagers have been hunting for a living for generations, and the folk customs are simple.

In a thatched hut in the west of the village, a haggard woman coughs and boils porridge with wild vegetables, which can not catch a few grains of rice.

"Mother, I'm hungry. A yellow-faced, hungry toddler cried out weakly.

"Good girl, it'll be fine soon, cough cough ......" The woman wiped her hand to the corner of her mouth, her palms were full of blood, her eyes showed a sad color, wiped the blood on her clothes, and continued to boil porridge.

If it weren't for this young son, she would have followed the child's father and sister a long time ago, she can't die now, she is dead, and the fate of this young son can be imagined.

At this moment, a man dressed in red led a group of servants to rush in, without saying a word, kicked over the cauldron, scolded and said: "I still want to drink porridge, you all eat shit, this young master eight sedan chairs came to marry the slut through the door, but she jumped into the river halfway, really fucking bad luck, these days everything is not going well, every gamble will lose, it is all bad luck brought by the slut of your family." ”

"Scoundrel, I'll bite you. When the boy saw that the porridge had been kicked over, he cried and rushed over.

"You're a wild seed. The boy in red slapped the young boy away, and he was especially angry, and he had to rush up and kick a few feet.

The woman rushed over to protect her young son, her heart was like ashes, it was this young master who took a fancy to her family Yingxue, and sent someone to rob people, Yingxue's girl surnamed Zi was hard, and she jumped into the river halfway, and she couldn't even find the body.

"You bastard, don't hit my mother. Just then, an angry voice came.

The man in red turned around, and saw Tan Yingxue's sad and angry face at a glance, and couldn't help but be startled, wasn't she dead? Is it a human or a ghost?

However, the man in red soon saw Tan Yingxue's shadow, turned his surprise into joy, clapped his hands and laughed: "Hahaha, it turns out that you are not dead, it seems that this son has come to the right place this time, he is here, catch it back, and when he gets tired of playing, he will sell it to the Qinglou." ”

"Yingxue, run, run. The woman coughed up blood and cried out.

Tan Yingxue saw a group of wolf-like servants rushing over, and instinctively became timid, but at this time, she remembered Ye Hao's words: Now that the uncle has temporarily disguised your ghost body, you can deal with ordinary people now, just go. ”

Tan Yingxue waved her hand, and there was a gust of wind, and the group of servants suddenly screamed and flew out upside down, vomiting blood and dying one by one.

"Mom, the ghost is on the body......" The man in red was so frightened that he was about to run away.

After Tan Yingxue made a move, her confidence doubled, and she grabbed the man in red and pulled him to his knees.

"Spare your life, spare your life, I can give you whatever you want, the house, the gold, silver and jewelry are all given to you. The man in red shuddered and begged for mercy.

"All I want is your life. Tan Yingxue remembered what happened to her, she felt sad, and with a wave of her little hand, the red-clothed man flew up and fell far away from the house, no longer breathing.

The woman and the young child looked at Tan Yingxue blankly, and they were all numb with shock.

"Mother's ......" Tan Yingxue knelt in front of the woman and burst into tears.

Ye Hao was outside the village, and he took back his divine sense, and the rest of the time was left to them.

Three days later, Tan Yingxue appeared in front of Ye Hao, her expression was calm, the last things in her heart were over, her mother recovered her health after taking the pill given by Ye Hao, and her younger brother's body had become strong, and then, according to Ye Hao's words, she sent her mother and younger brother to the city lord's mansion, and the city lord was respectful and accepted her brother as a righteous son.

Of course she knew that all this was arranged by Ye Hao.

"Shangxian, you can do it. Tan Yingxue closed her eyes.

Ye Hao smiled, pinched out the complicated law decision with both hands, and suddenly slapped it on Tan Yingxue's eyebrows, leaving his own soul seed and a ghost cultivation law decision in her soul body. This is a kind of soul art, which is completely different from the soul species left in the body of ordinary living people.

"Okay, you go into the ghost bag and cultivate well. Ye Hao said.

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The blood Dao sect's once every ten years sect competition is a grand event of the Demon Dao sect, and some famous sects of the Demon Dao will send people to observe and challenge, and even some righteous sects can sometimes be invited to send disciples to come.

As the number one sect of the Demon Dao, the Blood Dao Sect used the Great Sect Competition to show the strength of the sect to the entire Divine Continent Immortal Cultivation Realm and consolidate its position.

The Blood Dao Sect Sect Leader Blood Demon has thirty-five sons, and in fact, the Great Sect has also become a battle for power among these thirty-five sons.

Among the thirty-five sons, the fifth son, Yin Wuji, who has been in the limelight recently, is undoubtedly the fifth son, Yin Wuji, who is rumored to have obtained an immortal weapon and is deeply valued by the blood demon weapon. And his strength, from the Jindan triple three years ago to the Jindan ninefold three years ago, and the sixfold in three years, really shocked the entire immortal cultivation world.

Many people have already determined that Yin Wuji will be the next sect master of the Blood Dao Sect.

At this time, Yin Wuji sat gloomily in a large hall made of blood jade.

"Fifth Shao, is the third one really dead?" an old man asked in a deep voice.

"There can be no mistake, his soul card is shattered, and he must be dead. Yin Wuji said coldly.

"Could it be that Da Shao did it?" could it be that he knew about our plan?" the old man frowned.

"The boss is a reckless man, he is not so shrewd, as for our plan, the third is only responsible for delivering letters, and he is not aware of it, so let's follow the original plan. "Yin Wuji Dao.

"Wushao, do you want to think about this plan again?" the old man said with some concern.

"Hmph, no poison, no husband, the old man has begun to doubt me, if you don't divert his attention, we will all be killed. Yin Wuji snorted coldly, with a cruel smile on his face, and the purple-black scar on it was like a living centipede, looking extraordinary.

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In the reception hall outside the mountain gate of the Blood Dao Sect, many disciples of other sects who had come to observe had gathered, the most of which were of course disciples of the Demon Dao Sect, and a small number of disciples of the Righteous Dao Sect, and they were clearly divided into two factions.

Among the disciples of the Righteous Dao Sect, the two senior brothers and sisters of the Daoyan Sect, Wentian and Yan Ruyu, were also there.

"Haha, what the fourth son of Shenzhou, it's just bullshit, listening to your mutual flattery, Lao Tzu is going to vomit out the overnight meal. "In the Demon Dao Sect, a disciple dressed in sackcloth, with big ears and a skull staff in his hand, shouted loudly.

"Big-eared pig, have you eaten garlic? Yan Ruyujiao snorted, she couldn't let anyone say her senior brother.

It turned out that Wentian was one of the four sons of Shenzhou.

"Haha, I'm not interested in comparing with any fart boy, but you little lady is going to compare, and I will definitely accompany you to the end. This demon path disciple stared at Yan Ruyu's bumpy figure and said with a smile.

"Jin is invincible, your name is invincible, you are weak in bed, this little lady has a bee waist and hips, grinds a few times like a grinding disc, and the ** one is going to be sucked dry." Some of the Demon Dao disciples laughed.

"Fart, Lao Tzu's golden gun doesn't fall, it's no problem to fight with this little lady for 300 rounds. Jin Wushu scolded with a smile.

"You ...... Senior brother, they bullied me. Yan Ruyu pointed at them with trembling fingers, and turned her head to ask the heavens.

Wen Tian had a cold face and was about to make a move.

"Looking for death!" At this moment, a cold snort sounded, and a figure flashed ghostly, and Jin Wushu and the laughing demon disciple covered their lower bodies with a scream, and collapsed to the ground in spasms.

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