Chapter 1542

Since they came to him, they naturally knew the news. At this time, Hao Jinhan secretly looked at Hao Wuxin and saw that Hao Wuxin shook his head at him, indicating that he would not admit it.

Hao Jinhan got the second ancestor's advice and said with a smile: "what prisoner? My Hao family has never caught any prisoners. Is master Yang mistaken? "

Yang Yiyun's face sank. At this time, he was sure that there was a ghost in the Hao family. He was about to punch Hao Jinhan.

But at this time, when he turned his body, he suddenly felt the real Qi in his body. Suddenly, it seemed that it was on fire and exploded. His whole body was shaking and tingling, but he didn't give a punch. The real yuan didn't work smoothly.

As soon as Yang Yiyun's face changed, he knew that he had been Yin by others. He was Yin by others in silence. Not only didn't hit him with one punch, he let Zhenyuan explode in his body and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Poof..."

"Holy Lord..." the rat king was surprised, and raised his hand to Hao Jinhan.

"Touch..."

"Ah..."

The strength of the rat king is comparable to that of the flying realm. Hao Jinhan can't escape from it.

Hao Jinhan was slapped by the rat king and ran into the wall in a scream.

The rat king saw that Yang Yiyun was not right, and without saying a word, he rewarded Lai Hao Jinhan with a palm.

The rat king himself found that something was wrong. He failed to kill Hao Jinhan in the Mahayana period, but he just spit out blood.

What's more, the rat King found that when he turned the demonic power in his body, he found that the demonic power was out of control, and he only managed to force his hand at Hao Jinhan. After one palm, the rat king knew that he couldn't run the demonic power next moment, because the demonic power in his body was overturning

He also understood why Yang Yiyun, his holy master, vomited blood, This is being overcast.

The most terrifying thing is that he and the sage Yang Yiyun didn't even notice what was wrong. That's what's terrifying.

Now the only thing I can feel is that the power in my body doesn't seem to be tied by the invisible power. When Kejin is mixed up, I can't use mana at all. The demon soul has an influence.

The rat king stood in front of Yang Yiyun and glared at Hao Jinhan, who was beaten by him in the corner of the hall. His eyes were also fixed on the three turn Earth immortal.

Yang Yiyun is trying to run the heaven and earth cultivation work to see if it can dredge the true yuan in the body. However, the heaven and earth cultivation work, which has always been strong, can't run smoothly at this moment, or can't promote the true yuan in the body at all.

At this time, he felt that the real yuan in his body seemed to be a kind of transparent glue in the water, and could not work at all.

He knew that he and the rat king must have been subdued by the Hao family. He was not sure whether it was Hao Jinhan, the owner of the Hao family, or Yang Yiyun, the three turn immortal standing in the corner.

He didn't even focus on others, because Hao Jinhan and sanzhuan Dixian were the best in the hall.

The rest are two ER Zhuan Di Xian, who are not as powerful as Hao Jinhan. The remaining one who stands with San Zhuan Di Xian is just a little monk in a fit state, which is impossible for Yang Yiyun.

It's a lesson to Yang Yiyun that he and the rat king can be caught unconsciously, but he can't find out what means they are so overcast.

In fact, he was very cautious when he entered the Hao family. He didn't say that he was really arrogant and arrogant. Unexpectedly, he was still overcast.

Now the problem is that the real yuan in the body can't be moved completely, and the spirit of the yuan is affected. In addition, there is something wrong with the rat king. Yang Yiyun is worried and cries out: "old man..."

Then he had to turn to the old man.

"What's the matter with the smelly boy?" Yuntianxie is like a sleeping disturbed person, full of resentment.

Yang Yiyun said with a bitter smile: "look at the real yuan in my body. It's Yin. Now it's like an explosion, and it can't be mobilized at all. This time, even the heaven and earth's fortune is out of order. Let's see what to do!"

"Don't worry, heaven can't step on it... Wait for me to have a look... Eh... It's the Qi of the real devil. No wonder you can't run the real yuan. It's the last time that the wizard Mingquan was breathing. It seems that everything is in the dark..." Yun tianxie said with emotion.

Yang Yiyun was shocked and said, "the breath of Wu Mingquan?"

If the real wizard Mingquan, it would be bad. Although the devil escaped from the old man last time, he was the soul of the real devil. Who knows if he is powerful now?

"Old man, is Wu Mingquan here, in the dark?" Yang Yiyun said again.Although the old man used his body to deal with the old devil last time, he had a personal feeling. He was most aware of the means of the real witch Mingquan. The body of the devil alone made him feel a strong threat.

If you're in the dark this time, you'll be in trouble.

So he was worried.

However, the old man said, "don't worry, the source is from the boy in the suitable environment. Now it seems that Wu Mingquan gave the boy the" real devil's Qi "to deal with people.

The Qi of the real devil is the same level of power as the Qi of the immortal. In addition to the natural repulsion between the Qi of the immortal and the Qi of the real devil, the Qi of the real devil will change the yuan of the real devil. The Qi of the real devil and the Qi of the immortal will repel each other. For your yuan of the real devil, let alone the one who cultivates the real devil, it is normal that the one who cultivates the real devil is lower than the immortal.

If you wait for me to help you resolve this evil spirit, I'll die if I change my personality or face the world of cultivation. It's not easy to eliminate it, but it's nothing to me... "

Listening to the old man's story, Yang Yiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the next moment, he felt that the heaven and earth pot on his left arm was heating up, and the air in his body swam to the pot. The speed was a little slow, but Yang Yiyun knew that it was the old man who made the move. He immediately felt relieved and put his hand on the shoulder of the rat king. By the way, he also wanted to remove the real evil air from the rat King's body.

However, at this moment, the source of the old man's mouth, the little monk of the fit environment, came to him with a look of excitement, hatred and some excited eyes.

"Yang Yiyun can't move the magic power in his body, ha ha ha..." Hao Wuxin said with a smile. He didn't expect that the spirit of the real devil was so easy to use, which made Yang Yiyun and the rat King beside him paralyzed on the ground. Now even if he didn't mobilize other monks in Hao's courtyard, he could kill Yang Yiyun and the rat King alone.

Yang Yiyun looks at Hao Wuxin very puzzled. He can't figure out what to have with him. He has no impression in his mind, but he sees incomparable resentment in each other's eyes. This is the only way to have resentment.

At this time, Yang Yiyun did not move, waiting for the old man to resolve the real evil spirit in him and the rat king. As for the monk of fit realm who appeared in front of him, Yang Yiyun wanted to see what he was going to do? Or is it true that there is hatred? After all, he has killed many people in the world of Yang's son Xiuzhen. Who knows who is the enemy all the way.

From each other's expression, Yang Yiyun can see that there must be something to say later.

……

Hao Wuxin looks down at Yang Yiyun with a happy face at the moment, and suddenly hits Yang Yiyun in the face.

"Touch..."

Yang got a punch, bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at Hao Wuxin, but in his heart he said to the old man, "dead old man, how long will it take to get better?"

"Just wait a minute. I can't beat you badly. Hold on." Yuntianxie replied.

For the old man's answer, Yang Yiyun rolled his eyes. It's true that he has pure Yang body, and one punch can't break it, but the other side uses magic power. It's painful, but he can't help it. The real evil spirit in his body has not been fully understood by the old man, so Yang can only bear it.

"Holy Lord..." the rat king was worried and was about to resist. However, he was pressed down by Yang Yiyun's hand. He said: "hold back. Just a moment, the strength in our body will recover. Don't leave my hand."

The rat King's eyes were red. When he heard Yang Yiyun speak, he could only hold back.

"Touch, touch..."

At this time, Hao Wuxin's fist fell on Yang Yiyun.

It took hundreds of fists to stop.

Yang's eyes were full of stars. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking at Hao Wuxin, he asked, "boy, I've been fighting for so long. Now can you tell me why? I have to be an understanding ghost to die, don't I? "