Yang Ji is only a martial artist, and it stands to reason that he can't reach this level. The ghost pill master could only guess that he was going to refine a very special elixir. Even if Yang Ji can even refine the elixir to cure the madness, it may not be able to refine the elixir that drives away the power of the dark evil god.

"Hahaha, Ghost Pill Master, you really look up to me. ”

Yang Ji couldn't help but laugh happily when he heard this, laughing so much that the ghost pill master was confused, and he didn't understand what he said wrong.

"Don't worry, it's not that much trouble!"

The ghost pill master thought that he was great, and he really thought that he had an ancient treasure house hidden in his body, and he could refine any medicine. Although it is indeed a treasure trove.

"It's not that troublesome to heal the power of the evil god at all, and there is no need to refine any pills. You'll find out in a moment. ”

Yang Ji waved his hand, signaling the ghost pill master, who was dissatisfied with the mist and didn't know what was going on, to stand aside.

"You want to use your blood to slowly eliminate the power of the evil god in his body for him?"

The Ghost Pill Master vaguely guessed something. But I didn't believe it in my heart.

No matter how powerful Yang Ji is, he can't be more powerful than the Eightfold Great Martial Sect, and even so many strong people up and down the Ouyang family can't help it. It doesn't make sense, Yang Ji has a way for a martial artist.

This is not to believe Yang Ji, but it is really unreasonable.

"That's a good guess. But it's also less accurate. ”

Yang Ji said with a smile, which simply hooked the curiosity of the ghost pill master to the peak.

Yang Ji didn't explain, and when the ghost pill master retreated to the edge of the room, at the gate, his eyes were closed, and he slowly hooked up the "Book of Great Confucianism" in his body.

In the ancient Wensheng era, although Confucian disciples were powerless, they followed their words. Between humming and ha, the mighty anger is congested, and all evils retreat.

Whether it's an evil martial artist. is still a different evil god, in the face of the Confucian righteousness, they have to retreat one after another. Being sprayed by the heroic breath of Confucianism, no matter how powerful the evil way of the world is, it will hurt his heart and hurt him a lot.

In front of the edge of Wensheng. Even the evil gods did not dare to venture into this world. The forces were completely suppressed. During the period when Wendao was prosperous, the evil path was really undaring to come out, and it was weakened to the extreme.

Yang Ji is inherited from the ancient Wendao saints, although it has not yet reached the level of the saints. However, the Confucianism, Taoism, and righteousness that are practiced are of the same origin.

To deal with a god outside the world who destroys the world and cannot be immortalized, it is obviously the mantis arm that blocks the car beyond its strength. But if it was just to remove the trace of evil god power that it had left in Ouyang Zifu's body, it would really not be as difficult as imagined.

"Little Sacred Words!"

I don't know how long it took, Yang Ji opened his eyes and spit out four words.

"Boom!"

The heavens shake. The next moment, in the shocked gaze of the Ghost Pill Master, a mighty milky white pillar of light descended from the sky, penetrated the roof, and shot down in this room.

"Buzz!"

The wind was strong, the air was turbulent, and the entire bamboo garden and the ground under his feet were shaking violently. The air was filled with the smell of masculinity. In just an instant, Yang Ji's figure disappeared into the mighty white pillar of light in the room.

"What is this?!"

The ghost pill master was horrified. The wind blew on the body. There was a loud sound, and endless white light came to his face, but in the blink of an eye, the ghost pill master couldn't see anything, only endless white.

Shocked, shocked, incredible. There are still deep doubts......

The Ghost Pill Master's heart fluctuated, completely shocked by this white light summoned by Yang Ji. Yang Ji said that he could get rid of the power of the evil god in Ouyang Sangongzi's body, but the ghost pill master never thought that this was the case.

In his long career, he has never felt this kind of power.

But the more shocking thing is yet to come.

"Wow!"

Although the ghost pill master couldn't see with his eyes, when the vast white light drowned Yang Ji and the third son on the bed. A sharp voice suddenly sounded in the void.

The voice was so strange that it was like countless babies crying loudly, and it was terrifying to hear.

- That's the cry of an evil god!

......

At the same time, outside the bamboo garden.

"Boom!"

The ground was bumpy, the earth shook, and when the mighty qi summoned by Yang Ji fell from the sky and landed in the bamboo garden, the huge bump alarmed everyone.

On the practice ground, one figure after another stopped and looked in the direction of the bamboo garden in surprise. In the southeast and northwest, almost the children and servants of the entire Ouyang family stopped.

No one knows what happened. But the aftermath of this upheaval was felt by everyone. Even at this moment, the ground under my feet was still jolting and shaking like a wave, and the wind was blowing, and it still did not stop.

There was a strong smell of masculinity in the air.

"What is this?"

Countless children of the Ouyang family muttered to themselves. Just a split second, it happened too fast. No one knows what happened. I can't even know where the white light came from.

It doesn't look like any martial arts.

At least there is no martial arts, which will fall from the sky and penetrate the heavens and the earth. Some even wonder if this is some special celestial phenomenon.

"What the hell is going on?"

The thought of thinking about the same thing swept through the minds of countless people, just when everyone was seeking the truth, and even wondered if it was their own delusion. The mutation has happened again.

"Boom!"

A second huge white light pierced the sky, and in countless shocked eyes, it fell from above the clouds, streaked through the space, and slammed into the earth.

This time, many people saw it clearly.

"Bamboo Garden!"

"It's Bamboo Garden!"

......

Bang!

It was too late, it was fast, like a huge meteorite falling, and the sudden white light fell, hitting the ground fiercely.

The wind was mighty, and the earth shook violently again, when it was about to subside.

The entire mansion of the Ouyang family seemed to be passing through a hurricane, and the big trees in the villa were shaking, like waves. And some of the precious flowers and plants in the garden, collected from all over the world, were even lifted directly with the turf and flew into the air.

But at this time, no one cares about this at all.

"Dignified and upright...... This is the grandeur of Confucianism. How could this young man have the Confucianism of ancient civilization?"

In a place that everyone couldn't see, the second master of the Ouyang family didn't know when to walk out of the house. His robes hunt. His chest rose and fell, and his beard shook in the wind, just like the vibration of his heart.

As a top family powerhouse, his perception is far stronger than others, and his knowledge is much richer. It was only a moment before he could judge the origin of this white light from the residual breath in the void.

Haoran righteousness!

In the ancient Wendao era, the ancient shimmering gold was shocked. The energy that has been passed down for centuries. Even now, when countless civilizations have been replaced, it is still like thunder and resounding everywhere.

Legend has it that those scholars of the Wendao era, even ordinary scholars, can make those who have become famous and evil powerhouses flee from the wind.

Although the Han Dynasty also held two levels of exams, Wen Tongsheng and Wen Xiucai, they were able to be like scholars in ancient times, with poetry and literary congestion, and righteousness between shouting and reprimanding. None of the demons were exorcised.

Not for anything else, but because Wendao is now in decline. Although he still recites the Four Books and the Five Classics, he has no appearance and is in vain.

It was really hard for him to believe that after all eternities, someone could actually reach such a point in talent and transform the aura of his body into the aura of Haoran.

"Is this Yang Ji's talent already so high?"

The second master of the Ouyang family felt a deep shock in his heart.

"Great, great! Sure enough, I didn't invite the wrong person. Saburo is saved!"

In another courtyard of the Ouyang family, the third lady Duanmu was standing in front of the window. Holding his hands on the edge of the window, he looked excitedly at the direction of the bamboo garden through the window, and couldn't help but be happy.

Compared with the complexity of the second master of the Ouyang family, Mrs. Duanmu's mood was much simpler. Her ears and temples fluttered, and the haze of the days was suddenly swept away.

Not to mention anything else, relying on the powerful momentum and means displayed by Yang Ji's hand alone. Lady Duanmu now had strong confidence in him.

Although the final result is not certain, at least it proves that he is not looking for the wrong person.

"Come on, let the iron slaughter in the family come over and have a look. I want to know all the progress of the third prince at all times. ”

Mrs. Duanmu turned her head sharply and said behind her, her eyes fierce at the end.

Each family has its own secret powers. "Iron Tu" is the hidden and powerful power of the Ouyang family. Legend has it that it is a mysterious force handed down by the ancestors of the Ouyang family.

In Ouyang Shi's family, each wife was assigned one.

Mrs. Duanmu herself doesn't know martial arts, and she doesn't know martial arts, but "Tie Tu" can, and she is very powerful. With them dispatched, all the circumstances of San Lang will be reported to him at any time, and it will not alarm Yang Ji in the door.

"Yes!"

The room was empty, and a voice came from nowhere. Then quickly move away.

......

The milky white pillar of light summoned by the Little Sage Word Technique not only caused a shock in the Ouyang family, but also caused huge attention in the entire Taiyuan Continent Mansion.

And because the incident occurred in the mansion of the Ouyang family, it attracted more attention.

In the east of the city, in the west of the city, in the north of the city, and in the south of the city, countless eyes were watching the direction of the Ouyang family.

"What the hell is this?"

"What a strong masculine taste!"

"What is the Ouyang family conspiring to prepare?"

"This pillar of light...... It's weird. ”

......

The white pillar of light in the bamboo garden of the Ouyang family attracted the attention of unknown people. Not only the major worlds and nobles, but even the forces of those continents have noticed this strange light.

Most of the power of a martial artist is from the inside out, expanding the blood and qi in the body to form an aura and various things. There are few white rays that fall from the sky from the outside in.

Countless centuries after the decline of Wendao, almost no one except a few people knew what this white light was. Only some powerful evil powerhouses in the city faintly felt a little uneasy.

This energy seems to be very restrained by the dark blood in their bodies!(To be continued......