More and more Yin spirit energy surrounded Qiao Hexi, and gradually, his original halo of light was swallowed up.
I saw him making knots with his hands and chanting obscure spells in his mouth.
The second master was really irritated when he heard this voice, and he swung the soul-binding whip in his hand at will, directly dispersing the Yin spirit energy around Qiao Hexi.
The Yin spirit energy dissipated, and Qiao Hexi instantly became like an ordinary person, let alone the ability to perform hand seals and recite incantations.
Qiao Hexi was so frightened that her eyes widened in vain.
How is this going?!
He once again tried to absorb the energy of these Yin spirits for his own use, but found that the energy of these Yin spirits could not get close to him at all, as if there was a barrier attached to him!
"What have you done!" Qiao Hexi roared angrily at Er Ye and Ling Ye.
When a person's fear reaches the extreme, it must be anger, which is what Joe Hersey looks like now.
The second master spread his hands innocently, he did nothing.
I just don’t want to hear you nagging like you are chanting a curse. Who would have thought that they wouldn’t dare to come near you if you whipped them.
The energy of the Yin spirit, even though it has been affected by the death of Patriarch Po Jiang for thousands of years in the ancient tomb, is still afraid of the power of my mother in the end.
Auntie is the home of all Yin spirits, and since the Soul Binding Whip has been raised in the priest's hall with Lingye for so long, they are naturally afraid of it.
Qiao Hexi's gains outweighed his losses this time. The spirit group he "stolen" was gone and was swallowed up by the energy of the Yin Spirits.
Ancestor Pojiang's tomb has not been opened yet, so he has not gained any power.
Lingye slowly said: "How about we make a deal? You first tell us why your brother's soul is bound to you, and we will tell you why you can't absorb these Yin spirits."
Fu Gui curled his lips after hearing this, "What's the use of telling him, he can't absorb it anyway."
Qiao Hexi trembled with his hands, ignored Ling Ye and Er Ye, turned around and continued to cast spells on the wall behind him.
Lingye raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he was looking for someone quite accurately.
That's right, this tomb passage corridor is only part of the upper level of the ancient tomb, and there is a depth of nearly ten meters below. That wall is the entrance, and you can go directly down to the ancient tomb from here.
But what surprised Lingye was that Qiao Hexi could no longer use spiritual arts.
The second master also saw it, and he said directly: "Aren't you from the psychic family?"
"Shut up!" Qiao Hexi suddenly turned around and yelled at the second master, his eyes were scarlet and terrifying.
The second master's face turned cold and he was very unhappy. He whipped out a whip and said, "Let me talk to you carefully. What is your name?"
The bundle of soul whip split the Yin spirit energy and went straight towards Qiao Hexi. Although the tail of the whip did not reach him, the violent energy mixed with it penetrated directly into the depths of Qiao Hexi's soul.
Qiao Hexi only felt pain from Tian Ling Gai, and he immediately knelt down, holding his head and howling evilly.
Lingye thought about it carefully, always feeling that he couldn't understand something.
According to Uncle Liu, Qiao Hexi and his son-in-law are brothers. His son-in-law is from a psychic family, so this Qiao Hexi should be too, not to mention that he can bind his brother's spirit group, so there must be a relationship between them.
related by blood.
But now, why can't he channel spirits after the spirit group is devoured?
Qiao Hexi, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly laughed, and his laughter was particularly sinister.
"Who are you? How can you feel my pain! Psychic family? A group of sanctimonious hypocrites! What necromancy! What immortality! It's all made up by you magicians to fool people!"
He stood up staggeringly and looked around the entire tomb passage, "The patterns on this are so exquisite. What a pity, they are all used to fool you idiots!"
Fu Gui said contemptuously: "You are the idiot, you don't even know how to channel spirits."
This sentence made Qiao Hexi crazy. He opened his eyes angrily and stared at Lingye and the three of them fiercely.
"What do you know? I don't know how to do it! Do you know how hard I work to learn psychic skills?"
"But why! Why can he, Yao Hedong, learn those psychic skills so easily, and why can he become the patriarch of the Yao family!"
"Why don't they agree with me after I work so hard! They are all my father's children, why! Why!"
As he talked, Qiao Hexi, a man in his forties, actually started crying, with resentment and sadness.
But Lingye read some news from his words, is he a psychic of the Yao family?
Fugui looked at her, wasn't the Yao family... gone long ago?
The Yao family is also a psychic family, but the clan broke up fifty years ago.
"Are you sure you are from the Yao family?" Fugui asked.
Qiao Hexi sneered, "I am! I am a descendant of the Yao family! So why can't I learn psychic skills? This is what Yao Hedong owes me, and he should compensate me!"
"You killed him." This is an affirmative sentence.
Qiao Hexi looked at Lingye, but he didn't seem to be looking at her, his eyes were full of viciousness.
"Yes, I killed him. Only by killing him can I have the power of psychics, and I can become the new generation patriarch of the Yao family! Only I can lead the Yao family to new glory! It was right for my father to choose me!"
As Qiao Hexi spoke, evil energy continued to leak out from his body, which is the favorite thing of evil spirits.
Lingye secretly said something bad, took the soul-binding whip from the second master's hand and threw it out, binding him with force, suppressing his own evil aura with the evil spirit of the soul-binding whip.
At this moment, the ancient tomb suddenly began to shake, and the movement came from under their feet.
The energy of the Yin spirits seemed to be frightened and ran around wildly. A few traces of the Yin spirits got into Qiao Hexi's body in a panic, and he fainted immediately.
Lingye frowned: "Fu Gui! Let him be quiet!" The greedy old guy will not live in peace even if he is dead.
After receiving the order, Fu Gui raised his head and roared, his voice filled with compulsion.
Sure enough, the tomb passage stopped shaking and calmed down instantly.
"Xiao Xian, I don't care what evil you have done in the past and how many loopholes you have taken advantage of. Since someone is willing to worship you, you can stay here honestly. God will take you after all your evil deeds. How long can you be free and happy?"
Lingye's voice was cold and ruthless, but it reached a depth of several meters. The slope deep in the ground obediently withdrew its greedy hand, not daring to make any more mistakes.
Who knew that the first time he came out to absorb evil energy, he would be able to kick an iron plate.
"Thank you, Lord Priest, for sparing my life. I will definitely keep my peace from now on."
The voice was trembling, and anyone could hear the fear in it.
"Okay, you go."
After a while, the ancient tomb passage completely returned to calm, and even the aura of the Yin spirits was gone.
However, no one noticed that the second master's eyes were stunned for a few seconds, and it took a while before he came back to his senses.
What was going through his mind just now?
Why is it so vague?
That picture...
The second master suddenly hugged his head, and Lingye quickly supported him.
"Second Master, what's wrong with you?"
"Head...headache."
He shook his head hard several times and looked at Dong Lingye in confusion. Seeing her eyes full of eagerness and worry, he smiled stupidly and said, "Hey, you finally care about me."
Lingye was stunned, "You, what did you say?"
The second master shook his head again, "No, I didn't say anything."
He closed his eyes and opened them again. His eyes were clear and clear. He looked at Dong Lingye doubtfully, "Did I just say something?"
Lingye pursed his lips, "You didn't say anything, let's go up."
"okay."
The second master frowned slightly. Did he really not say anything just now? Did he? What did he say? Why couldn't he remember it? It was like he was dreaming.
However, the second master didn't think too much and helped Ling Ye out of the tomb passage.
Fu Gui waved his little hand from behind and dragged Qiao Hexi out.