Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Old Guo Yan looked at him and shook his head. "Sorry, the man can't do it... This close relative must be a woman, and the yin and blood will merge with the blood of pure yang to unravel the soul nail."

"This..." Ye Bo said nothing.

"Then, Master Guo, I am with...he, is it a close relative?" Ye Xiaomeng asked, and now she has not recovered from the shock brought by her father’s words, but Things are pressing, she can't take care of anything else.

Lao Guo understood what she meant, and glanced at Ye Bo, and said to Ye Xiaomeng: "If you are really a half-brother, of course, you can, but you want to melt seven soul nails, you need a lot of blood, you are very Maybe... will die."

"I'm not afraid!"

"Little Meng don't!" Ye Bo grabbed her daughter's hand, tears and tears, "I have lost Xiaoshuo, don't let me lose you again!"

Ye Xiaomeng looked at Ye Bo in a complicated way and sighed: "I am very angry about this matter, I... I can't accept it, but you can take the initiative to admit, I don't hate you, I went..." After pushing Ye Bo’s hand, he ran down the mountain.

"Xiao Meng, Xiao Meng!" Ye Bo yelled and tried to catch up and was stopped by Lao Guo.

"She has gone down, you are now, it will only be bad, respect her choice." Lao Guo sighed and said.

Ye Xiaomeng has been running down the mountain, first looking at the ghost mother side, and found that the ghost mother is still holding the life light of the quiet wind body in both hands, a tyrannical grievance, along the hands gathered on the life lamp, life The lamp is decomposed into gold powder a little bit, and the powerful spiritual power released, part of it kills each other with grievances, and some of them fall to the surrounding area, constantly killing the ghosts who try to advance, and block the army.

However, under the confrontation of the ghost mother, the life light is extinguishing a little.

Ye Xiaomeng knows that this can't last for too long, so he did not hesitate to go behind Ye Shaoyang and called out: "Shaoyang brother!"

Ye Shaoyang is fighting with Ye Xiaoshuo. After a period of time, he finally took the upper hand. It’s not easy to suppress Ye Xiaoshuo and the ghosts of the ghosts with his own power, but it is not easy in a short time. There is no possibility of winning.

Hearing the voice of Ye Xiaomeng, Ye Shaoyang looked at her in the gap between the fights and looked back at her. She said: "Danger, what are you doing here, hurry back, tell Xiaobai to kill the enemy soon, kill me and change me, I will deal with it. Ghost mother!"

Ye Xiaomeng said in a hurry: "Shaoyang brother, listen to Master Guo, if there are relatives who are willing to sacrifice their own blood, using Maoshan blood to return to surgery, can let Ye Xiaoshuo restore consciousness?"

Ye Shaoyang was shocked and said: "There is a dear, San Niang is now sealed, there is no way to do it."

Ye Xiaomeng bit his lip and bowed his head and said: "Xiaoshuo is my half-brother, I can..."

Ye Shaoyang’s feeling seemed to be thundered, and a backhand danced a sword flower to block Ye Xiaoshuo’s offensive. She looked back at her and said, “Are you kidding?”

"I just knew that this matter is true, otherwise my dad will not have the courage to say it." Ye Xiaomeng was so anxious that his tears fell quickly. "You don't ask Shaoyang brother, let's do it!"

Ye Shaoyang really thinks about this matter seriously. If this is true, I certainly think that as long as Ye Xiaoshuo can wake up, everything will have hope, but... "Xiaoshuo was hit into seven soul nails, thinking To dissolve all, you need a lot of blood, less is in vain, but a little more... you are likely to die."

"I am not afraid," Ye Xiaomeng did not wait for him to finish, shook his head hard and said: "It is time for me, I will not back down, Shaoyang brother, beg you to do it, or everyone will die later. what."

Ye Shaoyang bit his teeth, made up his mind, biting the tip of his tongue, squirting a blood on the sword of Qixing Longquan, silently meditating a spell, then inserting the sword into the ground, using the blood of the Heavenly Teacher to stimulate the spiritual power of the Longquan sword, forming a simple knot. The world is estimated to be able to withstand a dozen seconds, ten seconds, which is enough.

Ye Shaoyang stepped forward to Ye Xiaomeng, grabbed his wrist with one hand, put the sleeves up, exposed the white arms, took out the Maoshan dying nails, and said with a bite: "I started, it will hurt a little." After finishing the smashing nail, a horizontal line was drawn on her skin, and the blood immediately oozing out.

Ye Shaoyang squatted down the heart, using the dying nail to quickly mark the mark used by the blood returning technique, and then pierced her arterial life door, pinched a finger, and read: "Blood return to the pro, the heart is still clear, Heavenly Laojun is in a hurry as a law!"

Stretching his hand at the wound, he pulled out a **** fog, hurriedly followed the scutellaria paper, and flew to the outside of the enchantment. Ye Xiaomeng was attacking the temporary enchantment set by Ye Shaoyang and suddenly saw a yellow sable paper coming in front of him. Backhand shot, Huang Qi paper just stuck in his hand.

Ye Shaoyang picked up the red line with his hand, and quickly squatted on Ye Xiaoshuo's hand. He pulled it hard and waited for him to open. He handcuffed the cinnabar pen and quickly painted a hand with Ye Xiaomeng on the yellow paper. The same imprint, Ye Xiaomeng's blood permeated from the yellow sputum paper, and the bleeding on her hand was bleeding, and met in the air.

Ye Xiaoshuo squatted and was smashed by the blood of Ye Xiaomeng, the first person who hit the big hole in the wrist, and the whole person fell into a coma.

Successful! Ye Shaoyang took a deep breath, really did not think, Ye Xiaomeng really is the sister of Ye Xiaoshuo.

For a time, Ye Xiaoshuo was picking up the fairy and the ghost capital. They didn't understand the technique, and they didn't know what happened. They stood stupidly and even forgot the temporary seal.

"Killing the golden boy, killing him!" The ghost mother held the life lamp in both hands, but she did not completely consume the power of the life lamp. She did not dare to let go, and had to give orders to those ghosts around Ye Xiaoshuo.

Under the sneak peek, he immediately executed the order without hesitation, and started to use Ye Xiaoshu, who was still a superior one minute ago.

Ye Shaoyang pulled out the Qixing Longquan sword from the ground and stood by Ye Xiaoshuo to protect him.

Without the pressure of Ye Xiaoshuo, these are the ghosts that are difficult to deal with in front of other mages. In Ye Shaoyang, this is Xiaoyan.

At the moment, the seven-star Longquan sword is being waved. Anyone who enters the attack range does not stay.

I can't see the blood flowing out of Ye Xiaomeng, but the seals on her arms and on the palm of Ye Xiaoshu's palms have been flashing.

For a minute or two, Ye Shaoyang turned to look at Ye Xiaoshuo. The soul nails of three ghosts have been washed away, and then Ye Xiaomeng, his face has become pale.

Ye Shaoyang's heart was horrified. I didn't expect Ye Xiaoshuo's soul to be so deep in the body. Just open three places, and I have already let Ye Xiaomeng some of it, so how can Ye Xiaomeng suffer?