Without the order of the Yanjiabao Patriarch, no one dared to intervene in the fight between Nangong Wan and the white-haired old man from the Ghost Spirit Sect. The main reason was that without the help of the Yanjiabao clan protection formation, it was almost impossible for the foundation-building monks to interfere with the pill-forming monks.

Although the battle between them is not enough to kill the foundation-building monks in a single aftermath, it is almost the same.

The two peaks originally prepared for the foundation-building monks were turned into ruins by the aftermath of the battle between the two after losing their formation maintenance.

"Lao San, what did the ancestor say?"

In a stone palace in Yanjiabao, the head of the Yan family, Yan Ruyan's father, looked down at the Confucian scholar at the head with an extremely ugly face.

This person is the think tank of Yanjiabao. Xuan Ye, let alone him, even the ancestor of the Yan family will often ask for his opinion when something happens.

In fact, the head of the Yan family was a member of the Yan family supported by Xuan Ye more than ten years ago, but he gave birth to a daughter with heavenly spiritual roots. Xuan Ye gave up the position of head of the family without hesitation.

Come out, then retreat behind the scenes and continue to make suggestions for Yanjiabao.

"Master, please don't interfere for now. I am the ancestor."

Turning the transmission talisman into ashes, Mr. Xuan Ye's face showed a trace of rare anger. He didn't expect that his soft-heartedness back then had left such consequences. Now he is in big trouble.

Hearing this, the head of the Yanjiabao family and other elders of the Yan family in Shidian looked at Xuan Ye,

"good."

Hearing this, the head of the Yanjiabao family nodded.

Immediately, the Confucian scholar named Xuan Ye left the stone palace.

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While drinking tea, Xuan Ye looked at the attic shrouded in five-color light curtains in front of him, and sighed in his heart, unable to say anything, the light curtain in front of him cracked.

Seeing this, Xuan Ye walked towards the entrance without hesitation. As soon as he entered the attic, Xuan Ye saw the ancestor of Yanjiabao who was in a stalemate, Yan Yun who was the head of the hall, and the latter who was unconscious at his feet.

Yan Ruyan is surrounded by a strange black aura.

"Niece Yanyun, I was just here to apologize to you."

Without anger or hesitation, Xuan Ye saluted Yan Yun with an apologetic face and said in a deep voice.

"Then please ask Elder Xuan Ye to wait a little longer."

Yan Yun chuckled lightly and glanced at the chair next to the ancestor of Yanjiabao.

"Thank you."

Xuan Ye thanked him, then walked to the side of Yanjiabao Ancestor and sat down.

Seeing this, Yan Yun used her spiritual consciousness to check again the formation in the attic and the ghostly sounding curse seal in Yan Ruyan's body. After confirming that there was no problem, she temporarily relaxed.

The ancestor of Yanjiabao, Xuan Ye, as long as these two people are here, no one else can make the decision and interfere in the fight between Nangong Wan and the white-haired old man from the Ghost Spirit Sect. This is the limit of what she can do.

If he hadn't had Yan Ruyan as a bargaining chip, his soul would have been extracted and refined by the furious Yanjiabao ancestor.

"Uncle Master, you must win."

Yan Yun knew that her life and death depended entirely on the outcome of the battle between Nangong Wan and the white-haired old man from the Ghost Spirit Sect. As for Lin Changsheng, she didn't have much hope.

You may not even have a magic weapon.

"Xuan Ye, do you have a way to rescue Yan'er now?"

The ancestor of Yanjiabao said that he had not experienced this kind of feeling of being controlled by others for many years. Now he is still threatened by the younger members of his family, and he can only admit defeat.

"The ancestor of the Ghost Screaming Curse should know that unless the Nascent Soul cultivator takes action and kills Yan Yun's soul and the resentful ghost in Ru Yan's niece's body in an instant, otherwise, as long as Yan Yun has a thought, Ru Yan's niece's soul will be destroyed

, the flesh, flesh and spirit will be swallowed up by the resentful ghosts in the body."

Xuan Ye shook his head slightly and said helplessly.

Ordinary monks don’t dare to practice this kind of taboo technique, and Yanjiabao has always kept it on the shelf. No one dared to practice it for so many years, but I didn’t expect that Yan Yun actually practiced it and succeeded. If I had known this, I would have ruined this skill.

It’s law.

Hearing this, an extremely cold murderous intention flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of Yanjiabao, but he had to hold back. Now all he can do is wait for the battle between Nangong Wan and the white-haired old man from the Ghost Spirit Sect.

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at the same time

After Lin Changsheng got the information he wanted from Wang Chan, he knocked him unconscious and cleared the information about Prison Peak. In fact, this move was somewhat redundant. After all, the devil had already invaded, unless he didn't want to kill him in war.

The spirit of fighting is strong, otherwise, if you encounter a strong enemy, you will eventually have to use the Heavy Prison Peak to fight against the enemy.

So this thing will be discovered sooner or later, but it can be hidden for a while, and having more territory is always a good thing.

"As expected of the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, he is even richer than the Danjie monk."

After checking Wang Chan's storage bag, Lin Changsheng said in surprise.

Not to mention anything else, there are tens of thousands of spiritual stones alone, and there are also extremely rare dark attribute spiritual stones.

In addition to the spirit stones, there are five or six top-level magic weapons in the storage bag, two extremely powerful talismans, and some materials, talismans, and elixirs. These things are of little use to him, but they are absolutely useful to Xin Ruyin.

It's considered a windfall.

After taking away 90% of the spiritual stones and some possible useful materials, Lin Changsheng hung Wang Chan's storage bag on his waist and gave it to Xin Ruyin after the matter at Yanjiabao was resolved.

"By the way, there's also the one below."

Lin Changsheng looked at the Heavy Prison Peak next to him, and then used his spiritual consciousness to sense the boy from the Ghost Spirit Sect who was suppressed at the foot of the mountain.

"This is so boring."

Lin Changsheng muttered with a look of disbelief, and then carefully lifted the Heavy Prison Peak. In fact, he was not very skilled in controlling the Heavy Prison Peak. Now he knew two moves, one was to hit people, and he could kill ghosts in one go.

The Ling Sect monks in the alchemy stage were suppressed at the foot of the mountain, and the latter had no resistance at all.

The second is to use the gravity field to imprison the enemy. This can be coordinated with the formation. The specific method of coordination needs to be discussed with Xin Ruyin. As long as it is used properly, he believes that even the Danjie monks and even the Nascent Soul monks will be able to imprison them.

Live, the requirements are not high, just a few breaths are enough, and he is sure to kill the opponent with the Zhuxian Sword.

Looking at the puddle of meat paste at the bottom of the mountain, Lin Changsheng sighed softly, and then took the magic weapon inside the meat paste and the storage bag into his hands.

Sure enough, the monk's body is too fragile and not much stronger than a mortal.

The magic weapon of the Ghost Spirit Sect monks is a palm-sized flag, which contains a large number of ghosts, most of which are mortal souls, as well as some monks in the Qi Refining Stage and five or six Foundation Establishment Stage monks. It has to be said that ghosts

The Lingmen monk deserves to die.

These ghosts had lost their intelligence and were no longer qualified to enter reincarnation, so Lin Changsheng did not release them, but chose to put them in storage bags.

What surprised him was that the spiritual stones in the other party's storage bag were inferior to Wang Chan. Fortunately, there were many materials, talismans, and elixirs, but there were only two bottles of elixirs that could improve the cultivation of the alchemy monks. Fortunately, there were
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