"Senior Huang, do you know what Mr. Ye is going to do?" He Xiao noticed the reaction of the person next to him, and couldn't help but ask.

Everyone in the courtyard also subconsciously turned their heads.

Huang Liuyun touched his short beard and glanced deeply ahead.

"If the old man is not mistaken, Ye Xiaoyou is planning to summon spirits."

"This level of Dao Sect secret method, the old man has only heard of it before, and he has never seen it with his own eyes, if it weren't for the Dao Master, he wouldn't be able to put on such a posture."

Huang Liuyun opened his mouth to explain, and his heart was shaking at the moment.

This year's Great Yan Dragon King, even if his strength is terrifying, he is even proficient in the secret method of Taoism, which is really unfathomable.

"Well, this ......"

"Old Huang, are you sure?"

"That girl, she doesn't look like she's lost her soul."

He Xiao and the others couldn't help but speak.

As a strong martial artist, most of the people present scoffed at the Dao Law, and most of them were tricks used by charlatans to deceive people.

"The old man doesn't know much about the Taoism, looking at Ye Xiaoyou's appearance, it doesn't look like he's joking, let's take a look first." Huang Liuyun took a deep breath and stared at the front.

After listening to this, everyone didn't ask more, and they all looked up and focused their eyes.

As the last talisman was carved, Ye Wentian dodged and withdrew from the scope of the altar.

"Ying'er, you stand in that circle." Ye Wentian pointed to the center of the sigil in front of him and said in a low voice.

"Hmm."

"Big brother, is this the place?"

Ying'er hummed softly, blinked her big eyes, looked interested, and stood in front of her in a flash.

Ye Wentian nodded, and then turned his head to look at Rou Nianyun.

"Second wife, if you come to the main altar and draw out the Yin Talisman, you should be able to sense Ying'er's lost soul." Ye Wentian spoke slowly.

This is also the first time for him to do this kind of thing.

However, the second wife's physique has a natural perception of yin things, and with the Yin charm as a supplement, it is not a big problem.

"Okay."

"I believe in you." Rou Nianyun did not hesitate, and immediately stepped forward and stood in front of the altar, and the momentum around her body rose.

"Whew!"

"Buzzing ......"

Her fingertips slashed, and a sigil took shape in front of her.

In the night, there was a howling wind, and the temperature in the air dropped significantly.

A black gas soon enveloped the entire middle courtyard.

Ye Wentian stood aside, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to send out a spiritual power.

"Up!"

"Hum, whistling."

In the next second, the talisman on the ground seemed to come to life, glowing with a faint silver glow.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone in the courtyard, he began to gather at the feet of the center Ying'er and slowly climbed onto her.

Ying'er didn't know when, she had closed her eyes, and it would be as if she was asleep.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but be amazed.

In particular, the younger brothers and sisters of Liu Mei in the rear stared at the flashing sigil in front of them, their eyes widened and their faces were incredible.

"Sister Mei, how is this possible!"

"This sigil seems to be ......."

"Don't talk nonsense, whoever he is, don't forget that he saved us."

Liu Mei turned his head sharply, and before the few people behind him finished speaking, he interrupted his voice in a stern voice.

When the younger brothers and sisters heard this, they all lowered their heads and didn't say anything.

That's when it happened.

"Ask God, I'...... I feel like Ying'er." Rou Nianyun's slightly closed eyes trembled slightly.

"Good!"

"Use the Yin Charm to pull her to you." Ye Wentian's eyes froze, and he immediately responded.

After listening to this, Rou Nianyun nodded slightly.

She raised her hand and swiped it with a finger, and the black mist in front of her suddenly flipped over

Roll exception.

At the same time.

Extraterritorial, novice village.

In a gloomy hut, there were countless bottles and cans of test tubes on the table, and one of them suddenly vibrated suddenly.

"Huh?"

"Kind of interesting." The man in black in the room sighed softly, with a strange smile on his face.

"Hum!"

"Click."

The trembling of the test tube was more violent, and cracks faintly appeared on it.

The man in black just watched quietly, and didn't make any other moves.

That's when it happened.

"Senior Wu, junior has come to see you."

There was a sound in front of the door, and then the wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a person bent in with a respectful face.

The man had just walked into the house.

"Click."

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

The test tube on the table suddenly burst open.

"Hoo ......" a ghostly glow emerged from the test tube and rushed towards the door of the house at a very fast speed.

"Bang, boom."

"Ouch, my waist."

The man who had just entered the house was thrown over to the ground and sat on the ground, smashing a small hole in the floor.

If Ye Wentian was here, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that the person who entered the house was none other than Zhang Xiping, the old man of the Zhang family.

The limbs that were originally severed have already been restored to normal at some point.

"Senior Wu, what is that?" Zhang Xiping touched his head, his face full of doubts.

"Hey, hey."

"It's okay, you guy, didn't your injuries heal you, why don't you leave?" Wu Xuewei laughed and glanced at Zhang Xiping.

At this glance, Zhang Xiping's scalp was numb for a while.

It's not that he doesn't go, but he can't go, this is his Zhang Xiping's chance, and the villagers here pull one out at random, all of which are unfathomable.

Just two days ago, he saw with his own eyes that Li Xuanyuan, who was recognized as the number one in the Great Yan martial arts world that year, was just sweeping the streets in the village.

"Senior Wu, the junior is willing to follow the senior, as long as you don't kill me, you can do anything." Zhang Xi calmed down and stepped forward to bow down.

It's all here, if you don't learn a trick and a half, you will be disappointed by Mr. Ye sending him here.

"Oh."

"Hey, come here." Wu Kexue smiled and glanced at Zhang Xiping deeply.

"Okay."

"You tap ......"

Zhang Xiping smiled all over his face and stepped forward.

The next moment, there was a terrible scream from inside the wooden house

Meanwhile.

In the Great Yan Zhongzhou, in the middle courtyard of the Jiangcheng Palace, the rolling black fog suddenly contracted, and there was a seeping whimper echoing.

The next breath slammed down from the top of Ying'er's head.

"Ask the sky, it seems to have been." Rou Nianyun was a little unsure, opened her eyes lightly, and muttered in a low voice.

Ye Wentian's eyes flashed.

Slowly raised his head and glanced at Ying'er in front of him, he suddenly dodged and stood in front of Ying'er.

"Wake up." Ye Wentian let out a low sigh and slapped his palm on the top of Ying'er's head.

Everyone in the courtyard looked at each other at the same time.

In the next second, Ying'er, who was standing in the center, slowly opened her eyes, but she was dazed for a moment, and then her eyes were cold.

"That's?"

"Ask God, be careful." Rou Nianyun's perception was still there, and she suddenly felt the killing intent coming from Ying'er's body.

There was an anxious look on her face, and she immediately shouted a reminder.

The voice did not fall.

"Whew!"

"Whistling."

In the night, a giant sword flew out of nowhere, and was firmly grasped by Ying'er in her hand, she looked up at Ye Wentian, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.