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Chapter 1711 Yin Ming Sword

Ye Chen rolled up his sleeves and smiled and showed his two rows of white teeth.

When fighting with others, you like to do things that will shock people.

He was the best at sweeping this job and used to do it often.

First, it’s a storage bag, a spoil! The treasures in the storage bag are valuable.

After all, Gui Quanming took all the ornaments on his body! Necklaces! Rings! Nothing left, he took them all.

They are all good things, worth a lot of money, and can be sold at a good price.

After the sweeping, Gui Quanming was left with only a few shorts left on his body, which was left by Ye Chen's kindness.

If Gui Quanming wakes up at this moment, he will probably vomit blood in anger. He will work hard for decades to return to before liberation.

"You said, who are you going to mess with? You just mess with me."

Ye Chen stood up, spoke slowly, his five fingers opened, facing the ghost spring and the dark general, and a black vortex appeared in the palm of his palm.

That is the Devouring Demonic Art, specializing in ** Yuan. Although it is vicious, it is very practical. It is most suitable to use it to improve yourself.

The vortex of the sky drowns the ghost spring and the dark generals. His bloodline and origin were swallowed up by him and became the nourishment for the holy body.

His expression became much more indifferent, even said it was cold.

This time, without any sympathy, let Guiquanming live, and more troubles will follow in the future.

However, he did not kill the Guiquan Ming General, but only swallowed his origin and bloodline, and destroyed his cultivation. That's all.

Gui Quanming will die, but not at his hands.

Killing people requires merit, let alone killing the generals of the underworld. Once they are found, how could the Emperor of Song stop?

Therefore, he was very smart and swallowed Guiquanming into a useless person.

There are many lonely ghosts in the underworld, and they are the best murderers.

In this way, even if the superiors investigate, it is impossible to punish him for killing someone and knowingly committing his crime. At best, he will only cure him for abolishing people.

Ye Chen collected his magical powers and looked around, but he disappeared in a flash.

After he left, the wind blew in the mountains and howlings were everywhere.

One by one, the lonely ghosts crawled out, surrounded the ghost spring and the dark generals, scrambling to eat, and the picture was bloody.

The dignified general is so miserable that it makes people sigh.

It’s just that he was too arrogant and provoked Ye Chen, the evil star.

This is the cause and effect, and if you fail to kill someone, you will be destroyed.

So what about the underworld? The iron law is also a bloody world. The strong are respected by the strong, and the weak deserve to be killed.

On this side, Ye Chen had already found a corner of the mountain and sat cross-legged.

The bloodline of the Guiquan Ming General is very pure and his origin is extremely magnificent. He needs time to refine it and completely turn it into nutrients.

In his body, the origin of the holy body surging, the power of blood veins rolled, and the two intertwined and danced together, devouring the refined nutrients.

Once you sit, you will be three days old. The treasure is solemn and motionless.

His aura was much thicker as the original bloodline of the Guiquan Ming General was refined, and his golden qi and blood were even more vigorous.

"It's really good." Ye Chen's face was full of comfort and enjoyed it very much.

"Swallow a few more, and you won't be able to advance to the saint." Ye Chen touched his chin, his eyes rolling.

Compared with elixirs, swallowing bloodlines and origins is the real fortune, which can absorb essence and strengthen one's own origins and bloodlines.

"It's just done." As he said that, he took out the storage bag of Guiquan Ming General, and the inside was full of divine light and shining with golden light.

Even his concentration was shocked.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the Nether Stone, there are no less than one million.

There are countless such as Ru Mingwei, Secret Scroll, and Pills, and their grades are not low, and they are all good treasures.

"The underworld general under the throne of Yama is rich."

Ye Chen sighed and said that compared to the previous leopard-headed spirit, this storage bag is the real treasure.

"These must be sold, and they cannot be discovered by others."

This guy started to get busy, and classified the elixirs and secret scrolls into one category, and the remaining underworld weapons were piled up together.

The stolen goods he wants to dispose of are these underworld objects.

Especially the King of Dining Copper Furnace, too many people know that it is from the Guiquan Ming General, so they cannot cause any harm to kill themselves.

All the underworld weapons were broken by him, and the essence inside them was refined into the black broken sword by him to improve his level.

When the heavens died, his natal magic weapon was also left in the starry sky.

Now in the underworld, I have to find a handy weapon.

The Black Broken Sword is the best choice, with the blessing of the word Dunjia Tian. If the level is increased, its power will definitely be destroyed.

Time passed slowly, and quietly, another day was another day.

Many essences of underworld objects are integrated, and the black broken sword tends to be complete.

Its level is also rising all the way, from the quasi-saint level to the saint level, the sword body is roaring and the sword energy is full of silence.

Unfortunately, it did not advance to the Holy King Soldier as it wished. If it wanted to break the bottleneck, it needed to swallow more underworld weapons.

However, even so, its power is far beyond ordinary saints. So many underworld weapons are not for nothing.

"Not bad." Ye Chen held the black sword and looked over and over again.

"Since I am in the underworld, I will give you the name: Yinming Sword." Ye Chen smiled, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"I'll follow me in the future." Ye Chen took over the Yinming Sword, then climbed to the sky with one step, heading straight for Naihe Bridge.

Not long after, he fell from the sky and stood there.

Not far away, there is a pass between the two towering ghost mountains, which leads to the Naihe Bridge, solemn and gloomy.

The two ghost kings guarding the gate were still the same as the two ghost kings, and they were all in a sturdy manner.

The two ghost kings also caught a glimpse of him and looked a little surprised.

When I met Ye Chen last time, Ye Chen was just an illusory soul, and his cultivation level was only in the heavenly realm.

It has only been a long time since I found a physical body and I will not talk about it. I was promoted to the Ghost King, and even my cultivation level became a quasi-saint.

This advanced speed really shocked them.

There are such a monster in our underworld? It’s like a playful approach, so how can we be so desirable to us, the ghost king!

Ye Chen didn't care about the eyes of the two, nor did he think that the Ghost King would let him in. Without the pass certificate, no one could get in.

His eyes, where he looks, is in the direction of the Naihe Bridge.

Through the vague and nothingness, it seems that you can see Chu Ling again.

It only took place once every ten years. She was alone. How lonely she should be. She would sigh if she could feed people the soup that she had forgotten!

Even though she knew she was inside, she could not see her, she could not come out, and he could not get in. This state of mind was a torment.

"Wait for me." Ye Chen smiled warmly and turned around slowly.

However, he was about to leave, but suddenly turned around.

His eyes were blooming, staring at one side.

There, the cow head and horse face fell from the sky, one left and one right, escorting a ghost, wanting to send the ghost to the underworld.

Besides, the ghost was wearing a white prisoner's clothes, wearing shackles, and his feet were locked in shackles, making a clattering sound when walking.

His eyes were dull and dull.

Looking carefully, isn’t he Kuiniu?

Yes, it was indeed Kuiniu. In the past, when thousands of races were in great honor, he ranked first, and Ye Chen ranked seventh, as close as brothers.

"How...how could this happen?" Ye Chen was stunned. He didn't expect to meet his brother Kui Niu in the underworld.

But since you can meet it here, it proves that Kui Niu is dead, his soul is confused and he is involved in the underworld.
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