The black fog suddenly rolled violently, and a miserable scream came.

The black fog rolled even harder, with smoke and dust everywhere, and the cold wind whistling.

A black phantom crawled out of the black fog.

The phantom is huge and more than four meters long, like a huge reptile, with its limbs twisted into a strange angle that ordinary people can't understand, making Ye Mo unable to help but think of the horror movie Sadako he saw before.

It emits a strong stench, like the accumulation of thousands of rotten corpses, which is disgusting.

Talk...

There were also pieces of unknown liquid dripping from its surface to the ground, and the white marble steps were immediately corroded.

If you look closely, you can also see the skulls, leg bones and other body bones in the phantom.

One of his pupils was burning with blue flames, gloomy and cold, and that was ghost fire.

On the surface, there are fires burning everywhere, sizzling smoke, and the stench is even stronger.

"Brother Ye Mo, this is an evil spirit."

Xiaorou's voice was solemn and fearful: "This is a terrifying spirit body formed by the gathering of resentment before death of countless people. It is very terrifying. It should have the strength to build the foundation and achieve the Great Perfection! If you give it another hundred years, you might be able to enter the Golden Pill!"

"Evil spirit?"

Ye Mo's eyes flashed, and he remembered the records in the unofficial history of the Emperor Yongjing Mausoleum.

After the imperial tomb was completed, all millions of workers were killed in the imperial tomb and buried with Emperor Yong Jing.

"Then this evil spirit should be formed by the resentment of the millions of workers."

Ye Mo's face was solemn. If we look at it like this, even the tomb robber with superb skills would definitely die when he arrived at Tianyuan Palace.

After all, the strength of this evil spirit has reached the great perfection of foundation building, and ordinary people are ants in front of it.

"Use evil spirits to protect the imperial tomb, and then carve Buddhist scriptures to suppress it, so as not to leak and escape... Craftsmen with such a skill are absolutely extraordinary!"

"Who was the designer of the Yongjing Emperor's Mausoleum?"

"Can you be a cultivator?"

All kinds of doubts appeared in Ye Mo's mind, but now it is not the time to think too much, because the evil spirit's pair of blue flame pupils had locked him.

The breath of a living person is delicious to it.

It slapped off the burning fire on its body, and its mouth opened...huhhh...

A wave of cold wind that was even more violent than before was whistling towards Ye Mo.

Ye Mo picked up the agarwood and approached the tip of his nose and sucked it hard, making his spirit clearer. The cold wind fell on him just made his body tremble slightly.

Seeing this scene, the evil spirit paused, as if it was unexpected.

Ye Mo was already stepping on the turtle shell magic weapon, and the void stood above its head...

"Kaitian Slash!"

A golden long sword condensed in front of Ye Mo. The long sword emitted the fragrance of medicine, and various spiritual herbs and patterns of spiritual medicine were carved on it.

Huhu...

The surrounding air was absorbed by this golden sword and turned into a vacuum zone.

Wow!

The long sword slashed towards the evil spirit's back!

From this golden sword, the evil spirit sensed a trace of danger and was about to dodge.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The yellow talisman papers fell on the evil spirit like lightning.

Evil-exorcist Talisman, Tianyang Talisman...

They are all talisman papers with the most strong and yang attributes, with hundreds of pieces.

Take out these talisman papers separately, and their power is drizzling for evil spirits, but they still have the effect if they accumulate a little.

Ye Mo made a gesture, and hundreds of talisman papers suddenly burst into golden light, penetrated the black fog and restricted the evil spirits' movements.

Puff!

The next moment, the golden sword fell fiercely on the back of the evil spirit.

Hurry!

A huge rift appeared, and the evil spirit was split into two from the middle!

Two balls of black mist fell on the ground.

In the black fog, thousands of strands of black smooth tentacles grew out of the broken place, connected to each other, and then suddenly pulled inward, and the black fog turned into an evil spirit again.

Unscathed!

"Brother Ye Mo, be careful!"

Xiaorou reminded: "This evil spirit has no entity. Simply cutting it and decomposing it will not work. They will condense again."

"It's better to purify it all with one blow and smash it!"
Chapter completed!