Sweep... Qin Ye opened his eyes in the darkness, suddenly pushed open the coffin board above and sat up.

This is a black van, to be precise, a hearse. It is surrounded by white prayer flags and wreaths. A black coffin is parked in the center, and Qin Ye is sitting in the coffin.

The "filial son and filial daughter" around him were not afraid of this sudden zombie. Even a filial son hiccupped too quickly because he stopped crying. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Mr. Qin?"

This car is driving on the way to Yuncheng City from Zhaozhou County.

This is Qin Ye's method. He used the desire priest talisman to suppress his whole body of desire, and then used the hearse to go to Yuncheng City. All the people driving were from the Central Special Investigation Office. He carefully looked at it with the desire priest talisman and was not boarded by the inner demons.

Qin Ye did not answer their question, but frowned slightly and continued to look at the sky.

What a powerful force...

This is the power of true qi... The leader is the high-level judge, and there are ten other impermanent ones, who are humans... But... the other party holds something that can threaten Yan Luo!

Boom--! At this moment, a shadow blew across the sky. Because the speed was too fast, the grass and trees on the ground were surging forward, and a wave of wind and waves came from mid-air. Even the white clouds in the sky were pulled by this figure.

Qin Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and his brows frowned fiercely.

That was a Taoist priest.

Three long whiskers, fairy-like bones. Holding a handful of whisks in his hand, wearing a navy blue robe, with Tai Chi Liangyi Pictures painted on it. The white thin silk robe is lined with a fluttering shirt, and the clothes are like a banished immortal. This kind of outfit... is absolutely extraordinary.

And he felt that the thing that could threaten Yan Luo was on the other party.

Just as the middle-aged Taoist priest flew past, ten shadows followed closely, like fighter jets in formation. The clouds retreated like tides around them.

The murderous intent was unblocked, just like Moses's water-dividing rod, heading straight to Yuncheng City!

Damn it! He cursed in his heart, withdrew his gaze and lay back in the coffin.

He didn't know how he was doing in the world, and he didn't have time to investigate. He could only do his best and trust the other party completely.

When it comes to such a needle-tip blade, what any decision maker is most annoying is the change that cannot be grasped.

For example now.

"Sir, check it out." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his headset, and an investigator whispered: "Half an hour ago, the contemporary Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain took away the seal of the Heavenly Master of the Ancestral Temple and took the ten elders of Quanzhen to Yuncheng."

"reason?"

The headset paused: "I don't know..."

Oh, yes! Before he finished speaking, a sudden brake suddenly, with a burst of exclamation and gasping. Two seconds later, the sound of the headset sounded again: "Sir... the road is closed."

Road closure?

Qin Ye narrowed his eyes, and it was raining all night long. Just as he was about to lift the coffin board to take a look, he suddenly calmed down.

Like a real dead body, he lay quietly in the coffin and closed his eyes gently.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to have lost its voice.

The investigator who was talking to him stopped talking. There was no sound of wind or cars or even a slight noise outside. A silence that was more terrifying than death silence suddenly came into the car.

Da... A gentle sound sounded, which did not make people feel like a lighthouse in the dark night, which made people feel hopeful. Instead, it felt like walking in the dark alley in the middle of the night, with no one around, only his own shadow under the street lights, and behind him... there was suddenly a sound of speaking!

Qing Phosphate walks on the flat sand, and ghosts talk to each other at night.

Qin Ye knew that there were only the investigator and him in this car. If someone opened the car door without authorization, the investigator would definitely use various methods to warn him.

But, now there isn't.

Even... I couldn't hear the investigator's breathing and spoke, as if in the moment just now, all the investigators' tongues were cut off at the same time!

A cold and cold yin air filled the entire carriage, followed by a series of heavy breathing, and the "dongdong" sound of crutches on the ground, knocking it out. There is also the sound of staggering and dragging it into the carriage because of being too old.

And...the pungent corpse stinking!

A dead man walked into the car.

Moreover... the realm is at the level of the Mansion Lord, so that all investigators are not aware of it.

He could not see his own problem... Qin Ye, who had his eyes closed, had already turned rapidly in his mind. The first thing he thought of was to affirm his guess.

Sure enough... With the yin and yang cracks closed, the vigilance of the inner demon became more and more high. Was he waiting? Waiting to see if Yin Yu appears? To confirm whether he was anchored? Yin Yu, who had sacrificed continuously before, still made the other party more vigilant...

Perhaps for others, this confirmation is irrelevant. But the inner demon cannot do it. 50% of its strength is in the uncertainty of its whereabouts.

Once there is a possibility of being anchored, coupled with Diting's blockade, it is not an impeccable existence!

But... in the darkness, Qin Ye's mouth slightly raised.

But... you may never think that what anchors you... is not the underworld.

It's stuck! At this moment, a harsh sound rang out on the coffin board. Yin Qi poured in with the stinking of corpse. You could feel a light in front of you when you closed your eyes. The violent odor almost made Qin Ye vomit.

The other party lifted the coffin board.

"Tsk... so young, it's a pity that my soul has dissipated, it's a pity... it's a pity..." A nearly whispering voice came from the top of my head, and a pair of cold hands gently stroked Qin Ye's face. He could even feel the sharp nails passing by his cheeks.

Sand...the nails fell to the chest. When they reached the heart position, they suddenly pierced!

No response.

So... A sound of sucking/sucking came, which was the remaining blood on the other party's fingers. A few seconds later, a sigh came: "It's really dead... It's so uninteresting..."

Dong, Dong... the crutches gradually disappeared from the car door. The world seemed to wake up again, and the sound of discussion, car whistle, engine, sounded in my ears. In the coffin, Qin Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

When you reach the level above Yama, unless his soul is annihilated, the death of the body can no longer be considered "death".

One minute, three minutes, ten minutes... He calculated silently in his mind, and ten minutes later, he gently pushed open the coffin board and sat up.

It was still blocked there, with vehicles around, and there were endless shouts and scolding. The investigators in the car were vigilantly paying attention to every move around. They had no idea... Ten minutes ago, the god of death passed by them.

Qin Ye did not remind them of their thoughts. The huge gap in their realm was useless.

What made him care about was...who was just now?

It’s not the Seventy-Three Immortals of the Yellow Emperor, but the only few lords of the 73 Immortals of the Yellow Emperor, he has long remembered the Yin Qi. The Seventy-Three Immortals of the Yellow Emperor... he has never seen the Seventy-Three Immortals of the Yellow Emperor!

Moreover, the other party's yin energy was very strange, as if it was buried underground for thousands of years, full of a stale atmosphere. It seemed...it was as if a mummy had touched his face just now.

He was secretly grateful that the inner demon was cautious enough. Now there must be heavy troops guarding the side of the yin and yang rift. Fortunately, he chose to go to the world.

Unexpectedly, the other party also set up a backup plan in the living room. Unfortunately... the other party would never have thought that the King of Hell would come in person! Not Yin Yu!

"Closing the road..." His eyes looked ahead and grinded his teeth secretly.

The hidden stakes in the government have also taken action...

Just in front of them, a piece of riot piles had already stood up. But... there was no one behind the riot piles!

Those people wearing police uniforms and work clothes were just a group of zombies!

Damn it... Qin Ye cursed secretly, looked at his watch, and lay back on the coffin.

There are eleven hours left!

The defense is so tight that either a big thing is going to happen or the inner demon is ready to retreat!

It is impossible to enter Yuncheng for eleven hours, and the yin and yang cracks are closed, and everything will probably be buried in the cracks of history. What are they doing? Why do digital Yama suddenly appear? Where did these strange high-level evil evils come from? Everything returns to the state of looking for a needle in a haystack!

He does not allow it.

Tens of thousands of unjust souls in Requiem City are not allowed!

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Wash it! The true energy breaks through the air, and its momentum is like a long dragon. The Taoist priest at the front is red, and his clothes dance like a dragon. His eyes are staring at a certain place in Yuncheng City.

A few hours ago, the soul fire in the ancestral temple was shaking, and the soul lamp that belonged to his personal disciple Yun Kong... was extinguished.

If it is just a disciple who is passed down, that would be fine. But... Zhengyidao is a sect in Taoism that can get married, Yunkong... is his biological son!

Although Longhu Mountain does not have the highest combat power, the three treasures of the calligraphy and sword seal left by Zhang Tianshi were written in Heming Mountain, the Taoist ancestral courtyard, but the seal was the most famous Longhu Mountain. There was almost no hesitation. In his rage, he immediately opened the ancestral temple, took out the Tianshi Seal, invited the top ten elders of the sect to rush to Yuncheng immediately!

"No matter who it is..." His teeth were almost broken, and he murmured from the gaps: "I want you to pay the price!!"

Under the seal of the Heavenly Master, even the Lord of the Mansion must be afraid of seven points!

At this moment, his eyes suddenly condensed and his body fell rapidly. In the air, like wild cranes flying into the clouds, ten figures fell down at the same time. They stepped steadily on the ground.

"It's you..." The middle-aged Taoist priest's lips were trembling, and the whisk raised and pointed forward: "It's you!!!"

This is an extremely remote place outside Yuncheng City.

There were almost no trees around, there were no empty fields or residents. And on this empty gravel ground, a man with long hair and pale face stood with his hands behind his back.

The other party was carrying his son's soul breath!

The man smiled slightly: "Mr. Jingming, the head of Longhu Mountain, has been missing for a long time."

Brush! The answer to him was that the whisk in the hands of Master Jingming suddenly surged, like the Nine Heavens Silver Waterfall, directly crossing dozens of meters to linger at the other party!

The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable!

Crazy! However, when these floating dust hit the other party, it dissipated like water flowing. It was as if silver threads were splashing in the sky. With a loud shout, the body of the Shang Ming man rose into the air, like an eagle pounced on a rabbit. The whisk shook gently, and thousands of silver threads drifted away. A long sword of autumn water appeared in his hand.

A sword came from the west, like a white rainbow penetrated the sun, and it startled the magpie flying south. Even the ground was drawn by this unswerving sword energy.

Tai Chi Liangyi Sword Technique: One Yuan Resurrection!

"Come on your life!!!"

The air seemed to solidify, like a real murderous aura, which made the long-haired man's black hair fly, and even the human skin began to fluctuate like ripples. However, in this sea of ​​swords that looked like a sea of ​​tide, filled with resentment, the long-haired man smiled.

"Longhu Mountain is hundreds of miles away from here, and it is not easy for you to come all the way."

His body slowly flew in the air, and dark yin energy gushed out from his seven orifices. This yin energy was so violent that it even formed a black vortex of a radius of 1,000 meters on the ground.

It's just one second!

"Then... I will send you father and son to meet each other in the next few years, how about it?"

Boom-!! The Yin energy completely exploded, and even the sky was dyed black. In this black that could not be seen, a figure more than ten meters tall stood up with a twist and a bang.

"Four consecutive evil stars - hatred and jealousy, please give me some advice."

Sweep! Master Jingming's body stopped in the air, looking at the dark clouds ahead and the terrifying figure in it in disbelief. A few seconds later, his body trembled and his voice dries out: "How is this... possible..."
Chapter completed!