Chapter 88 Who knows soul art

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"Bad guy, are you all right?" Yan Yuner came over in a hurry with Rongrong in her arms. At this time, Rongrong also woke up, looked at Ye Jun blankly, and stretched out two small hands. Ye Jun quickly took over Rong Rong and said with a smile, "I'm fine!" Rongrong shrank in Ye Jun's arms, closed her eyes and fell asleep again. Yan Yuner's heart is sour. This little guy has lost his soul and still likes to drill into the arms of the stinky guy so much. Does he have any treasure?

At this time, Dong Hua had picked up his broken hand and walked back to his array with a pale face. Niu Batong's face changed and he stared at Ye Jun with a complicated look. The sword intention just now was really scary. If he hadn't closed quickly and his whole arm would be gone, I'm afraid that the patriarch Qin would not have used such a scary sword. Is it in the dark? Do you have a master to help? I glanced around and found that a bad old man was standing in the middle of a group of cooking aunts, looking this way with his feet.

Ye Jun looked along his eyes doubtfully, damn it! Isn't that old man the skinny old man he met on the first day he went up the mountain? He also said that the purpose of cultivating immortals is "the golden gun is not old, and the hero is not falling down". Why do you hang out with so many cooking aunts? The old man looked at him at the sight of everyone and glanced around blankly. Niu Batong withdrew his eyes and snorted coldly, "What kind of rat, how dare you hurt people secretly! Don't you dare to come out and see it?" The sound was like thunder, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

Ye Jun was stunned. Did someone secretly help me? Fatty Lu sneered, "I don't know which one lost and even attacked the younger generation. He deserves to lose his head!"

Niu Ba informed that he could not please him today. Today, he was thrown to his grandma's house. When he went back, he must accept the thunderous anger of Qin, and waved his hand gloomily: "Well, let's go. Today's hatred, Niu Batong remembers!" Turn around and want to leave.

"It doesn't make sense, so I want to leave, when there is no one in my Fire Soul Hall!" Three huge golden elixirs appeared behind the three strange old men. Three mountains of spiritual power firmly locked Lian Xingzong and others and others. They couldn't move. They couldn't get through their faces and changed, and they shouted fiercely, "What on earth do you want? Do you dare to kill my disciples of Lian Xingzong? Even Xingzong wants to destroy your Yanhun Hall, it's just a matter of hand!"

This angered a group of disciples of the Yanhun Hall and sacrificed magic weapons one after another. Thousands of magic weapons hung above the heads of the people of Lianxingzong. The scene was really spectacular. Everyone in Lian Xingzong's faces were pale. They gritted their teeth, threw down the Dragon King suit and passed through many magic weapons above their heads, and flew out of Chiyan Peak. The disciples booed and received the magic weapon one after another. Dong Hua and others walked down the mountain awkwardly, and then sacrificed the magic weapon and hurriedly left.

"Brother Ye! Brother Ye!!!" The disciples stared at Ye Junhe feverishly, and their voices were like waves. Rong Rong, who was sleeping, raised her head and glanced around. Then she looked up at Ye Jun, and then withdrew to Ye Jun's arms to sleep. Her little head was habitually arched.

In the cheers of the crowd, Ye Jun followed Yan Tong and others into the Yan Soul Hall.

"Good boy, you have made so much progress, and how did you get that magic weapon? Come on! Where did you die during this period? It's been so long for all of us to look for it!" Fatty Lu roared and asked before he could sit still. Everyone looked at Ye Jun with a questioning face. Ye Jun had to pick up part of it. The part of it was naturally omitted, but the woman's natural **, Yan Yuner still sniffed something and looked at Ye Jun doubtfully. Her heart was sour. Is this stinky guy really so feminine? After being trapped in the underground palace for so long with the condensed snow, something must have happened between the two?

Yan Tong and others are concerned about the man named Rift Sky, all with a solemn face. As the senior officials of the Fire Soul Hall, they naturally know a lot about the war between humans and demons 3,000 years ago. In those years, the demon master was called Rift Sky, and the dragon broken halberd was the name of the owner of the Long family in those years. Shouldn't it be such a coincidence? And according to what he said, "Three thousand years... I'm back..." Is it true that the demon Lord was resurrected in those years? The five people couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs, but Jun'er saw with her own eyes that he had evolved into an orc into a human form. How to explain this?

"You have to inform the other five factions about this!" Yan Tong's face was solemn. Lu Pangzi curled his lips and said, "Forget the other four factions. The old man Qin of Lian Xingzong may not sell us. On the contrary, he may also say that we are spreading rumors and making trouble!"

Yan Tong pondered for a moment and humiliated Niu Batong and others today. An elite disciple broke his arm, and the elder attacked the descendants but lost two fingers. This time, Lian Xingzong lost a lot of face. Although it was not the fault of our Yanhun Hall, this beam was finally knotted. At this time, it was not suitable to send people to go. Suitable.

"Well, first inform the other four factions, and then entrust the owner of the Huanjian Pavilion to pass it on!" Yan Tong, this Fan Yaoli has a good relationship with Qin Lan, which is quite appropriate.

"Ye boy, did you cut off that unstoppable finger?" Liu Beard stared at the bull's eyes and asked, which was also a question in everyone's heart. He didn't believe that Ye Jun could cut off the fingers of the practitioner of the Shendan period. Ye Jun shook his head blankly and asked doubtfully, "Isn't it the Lord and the elders who secretly took action?"

Everyone was stunned, and Elder Lv said, "Ha ha, if we take action, of course we can have this effect, but it's too shameless. Before we are ready, he will take action..."

Fass! It turned out that it was not them. It seemed that Yan Tong and others had not reached this level. Lv Pangzi was used to brag about this expression. You can imagine how powerful it is to cut off Niu Batong's sword.

"Ah! Could it be that the uncle's old man came back? Liu Beard suddenly said. Yan Tong and others' eyes lit up. It's possible that he hasn't sat down yet, so he should be a master of nihil now. It is also possible to cut off the two fingers of Niu Batong in secret. The more people think about it, the more excited they are. Ye Jun said secretly, "That uncle is not the thin old man, is he?"

"Well, everyone pretends that they haven't found anything. Uncle and his old man have always been like this. We deliberately went to him and may force him to run away. He will only show up when he likes to appear!" The elders. Yan Tong and others nodded one after another.

"Lord, don't care about these! Look at Rongrong..." Ye lowered his head and looked at the little guy who was sleeping in his arms. Rongrong seemed to be sleeping more and more. She was tired of Ye Jun's arms all day long and slept for at least half a day. Yan Yuner also looked at Yan Tong with a worried face.

Yan Tong lowered his head and thought for a moment, and suddenly looked up and said, "Have you taken the soul bell of the old dementor?" Ye Jun hurriedly took out everything he got from Sun Wuniang. Yan Tong picked up the soul bell and shook it gently, Ding Ding!

Rongrong, who was sleeping in Ye Jun's arms, suddenly woke up. A strange light flashed in his eyes. With a fangs, he stared at the crowd with a fierce expression. Yan Yun'er was so scared that she took a step back. Ye Jun hurriedly patted Rongrong's little head gently and said softly, "Rongrong, good boy, the little brother is here! Good boy..." The fierce color on Rongrong's face slowly faded, and her pupils also returned to normal. Her eyes looked at the front with dull eyes, and everyone was relieved.

"Gunma, this dementor is really evil!" Elder Lv touched his bald head and said. Ye Jun looked eagerly at Yan Tong with a thoughtful face. Yan Tong coughed softly and said, "For good, Rongrong should have been taken into this soul bell, as long as the soul is drawn out and then reset!"

Ye Jun was overjoyed and said, "Then let's cast a spell for Rong Rong!" Yan Tong coughed gently with a little embarrassment: "I am not good at soul art. It's safe to find someone who specializes in practicing soul art to cast spells!"

Shit, it turns out that I can't do it, and I'm not good at it. Ye Jun looked at the strange old man and others disappointedly. The strange old man shook his head: "I haven't learned this as a teacher!"

"Kid, don't look at me. Although I, Fatty Lu, have never studied soul art!"

"My beard has never disdain to learn soul art!"

Shit, Ye Jun finally looked at the elder Fan, who had been silent. Elder Fan wrinkled his gray face and shook his head. When Ye Jun was about to be disappointed, he said, "But I know a person who is good at soul art!"