There is a mountain in the east of Yucheng, which is deserted and not high, and is called "mass burial". It is a place where lonely ghosts often appear.

Although there were always lonely ghosts here in the past, wailing and terrifying, it was particularly boiling tonight.

The resentment is condensed as if it is essential, and the evil spirits soar into the sky. Even if you are far away, you can vaguely see the ghosts dancing in the sky, which is extremely terrifying.

Yang Jian was on the top of the mountain and was in the scene. While his whole body was trembling unconsciously, his sword eyebrows were deeply condensed together, his face was blue, and he quickly dodged in the sky with his moon steps. Around him, he saw dense and fierce ghosts. Every ghost had one thing in common, no matter what form it was.

A green flame burned inside the body!

"Ghost Fire in the Netherworld!! Unconsciously, the reckless man who killed the wolf!!"

While dodging, Yang Jian gritted his teeth, and his hatred for the wolf-slaying in his heart was overwhelming.

Yes, the reason why this mass grave is so lively is that the ghost fire transformed by the broken arm of the wolf slaughter has dyed these ghosts, making them manic and bloodthirsty. They are even more affected by the subconscious mind of the wolf slaughter. They regard Yang Jian as the enemy of life and death in a daze.

At this moment, Yang Jian had already exhausted the sword energy, and it was difficult to hurt the ghost soul by his body alone. Even if the sword energy is still there, the damage to the soul body of this invisible substance is limited.

Under such circumstances, Yang Jian has entered the body for many times. Although the Yin souls entering the body are burned to ashes with strong qi and blood, the rapid loss of yang energy has also greatly damaged his vitality.

At this moment, Yang Jian only regretted that he was too arrogant in the prehistoric world and did not learn those low-level mortal magic tricks. At this moment, he had a lot of advanced magic tricks that could hurt ghosts and control elements, but he was unable to do so and could not use them.

Yang Jian had already read through the memory library, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart was completely destroyed. He was sure that there was no magic to eliminate souls and kill ghosts in the mortal world!

"System, do you have it?" In desperation, Yang Jian could only ask for help from the system.

The system did not disappoint and replied: "Of course there are, and there are still many."

"Don't talk nonsense, give me the most suitable one, you can deduct the slaughter yourself!" Once again, Yang Jian's body was penetrated by the ghost, and a sizzling sound and a shrill scream. A light smoke floated out of his body, indicating that another ghost was burned out by his yang energy, but at the same time it also meant that he once again consumed a lot of energy and his face became more and more blue.

"bite!"

The system also knew the priorities and did not say nonsense. It directly sounded a prompt sound in Yang Jian's mind, and at the same time, Yang Jian also noticed a sense of enlightenment.

"Armed and domineering!"

"Yes, although this thing in this system is only at the bottom, even if the three-color domineering spirit is not worth it, you have already achieved the sixth level of the navy, and your body has already broken through the limits of human beings. Now that the sword element is exhausted, you can only use physical strength, so this is the most suitable 'armed color domineering spirit' that can play a natural role in elementalization but only require physical strength as support."

When Yang Jian heard this, he took a special look at the value of "armed color domineering" and suddenly realized that the three-color domineering aura only requires 15,000 slaughtering value, while the armed color only requires only 3,000 slaughtering value, less than one-third.

"Okay! I originally wanted to go to the Pirate World, but now I'm saving it!" Yang Jian smiled, and his mind moved, and his whole body suddenly turned as dark as ink. A ghost happened to hit him. With a sound of "duang!", the ghost seemed to hit an iron plate and instantly stunned in the air, aimless.

“It works!”

When Yang Jian saw this, he was overjoyed and suddenly felt like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. He stepped on the moon step and killed in the air. All six styles were produced, which could be said to be the one who saw him in seconds.

Of course, this is that these ghosts are the lowest level wandering souls, and they are the lowest level ghosts. If they encounter mortals with slightly heavier yang energy, they will be scared to retreat. Therefore, even if Yang Jian’s vitality is severely damaged and his sword energy is exhausted at this time, it is the difference between giants and babies compared to these wandering souls.

Yang Jian killed for a while, then stopped after killing dozens of wandering souls with his hands, and shook his head bitterly: "What am I doing? These wandering souls have no grudges or resentment from me, and no threat, why bother to beat them so that they cannot be reborn?"

Thinking of this, he quickly rushed out of the dense ghosts with his armed domineering aura, taking the moon step and shaving, and headed straight out of the mass grave mountain.

The wandering soul belongs to the bottom of the ghost class, and in addition, there is no underworld in the world, so he only knows to wander around the corpse every day, waiting for reincarnation. Even if the corpse is rotten, he still does not know how to leave. Therefore, Yang Jian easily got rid of the wandering souls all over the mountains.

After getting rid of the ghost, Yang Jian found a place to land on the flat ground, and his domineering aura was dissipated in panting, and he immediately collapsed on the ground.

"System, domineering use consumes so much energy?" Yang Jian asked the system tiredly while lying on the ground.

"That's right." The system gave an ambiguous answer and without waiting for Yang Jian to ask, he took the initiative to explain: "In fact, with your strength, you didn't have this concern, but you first used the sword energy to fight with your body, which was already very expensive. Then you were consumed by the ghosts several times, which led to the current situation."

"This is almost the same." Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Judging from the current situation, this domineering aura is really useful. It does not consume any energy outside of its physical strength. In other words, as long as he has a little strength, he can still pose a threat to any elementalized enemy. Think about the blood spirit at that time. If he had armed domineering aura at that time, why would he have to escape into the world of the Love Apartment?

Therefore, if it really hinders a lot, it would be bad.

In a daze, Yang Jian fell asleep in a daze, regardless of where he was now, and when he woke up the next day, he was still weak all over.

He was weak and weak, had a split headache, and his bones were as painful as broken, making him unable to help but suck the air conditioner.

When you open your eyes, you will see the low dead grass roof, and there are even several places where you can see the bright sunshine outside.

No matter how difficult the bricks were, I looked around and found that it was more appropriate to describe them as a bare wall. In the whole room, a gray sheet covered with patches was found on my body. Even the "bed" under me was covered with grass, and the surface was covered with some irregular rags.

"It seems to be saved by others." Yang Jian muttered, endured the pain all over his body and sat up with difficulty, barely leaning against the fence behind him, but he was already sweating profusely and could no longer move. He wanted to sit cross-legged and regulate his breathing, but he could only give up and leaned on the fence with a wry smile to rest for a while.

At this moment, a rustling footsteps came from his ears, which made him feel instantly raised, but he relaxed in the next second.

Although the visitor's steps were light, they were not as ethereal as monks. Obviously, although they were not ordinary people, they were not monks, and they must be ordinary warriors.

If we say that the warriors in this vast world have been glorious, according to ancient books, more than 100,000 years ago, the world was respected by martial arts for a long time. At that time, warriors could break the mountains and rivers with their hands, and the sky could break the earth with their hands. At that time, the monks could only become first-class liars and were discriminated against. However, the world has changed, and today's warriors have become ants that can only look up to the monks. This makes people sigh that things are impermanent and the will of heaven are unpredictable.

"Ah! You're awake!" The shaking wooden door was pushed open. A 14 or 15-year-old beggar exclaimed, jumped to Yang Jian and clapped his hands, "They all said that you were persecuted by evil spirits and were determined to die. But Master Beggar can't watch you who are still breathing and ignore it. Look, Master Beggar is saving you!"

As he said, the little beggar with dirt face looked proud and proud, as if the 'they' he said was here, and he was showing off to 'they'.

Seeing this, Yang Jian smiled slightly and wanted to thank him, but he just moved a little and was unable to hang down. He had to say weakly: "Thank you, my little brother, for your righteous help. Yang Jian is very grateful!"

"Your name is Yang Jian?" The little beggar didn't recognize his life and sat directly in front of Yang Jian. He bowed and smiled like a little adult, "The beggar's name is Xiao Niqiu."

Yang Jian smiled and didn't talk. It was not that he wanted to pretend to be cold, but that he was weak and powerless, and even lacked the strength to speak.

Seeing this, Xiao Niu smiled and opened the oil paper bag that he had held in his arms when he entered the door. A buttery roast chicken was immediately presented to Yang Jian: "Gattle Master heard that those who are persecuted by evil spirits will greatly damage their vitality. This roast chicken is given to you."

"Give it to me?" Yang Jian looked up and down suspiciously.

I saw that he was unkempt and ragged in clothes, and could only cover his vitals. The exposed areas were covered with oil, but it still made people see that he was thin and thin. It was obvious that he was always difficult to live in daily life. This roast chicken must be difficult, but he did not enjoy it himself. Instead, he gave it to him. Yang Jian couldn't help but admire him.

After looking at the not-so-big roast chicken, Yang Jian's eyes flashed softly and he smiled and said, "Did you ever hear that people with serious illnesses should not be given a big supplement, otherwise it would be even worse if they are not given a supplement?"

"Ah!? There is still such a saying?" Xiao Niqiu was shocked when she heard this. She held the roast chicken and went in and out of the way. She muttered with a tangled face: "This roast chicken has made Master Bei have a lot of trouble. Isn't it a pity that you can't eat it?"

"No pity." Yang Jian smiled and shook his head, and said softly: "That is, it is not appropriate to give it a lot. Just eat some of the others. You can eat them yourself."

"I'll eat?" Xiao Niu's eyes lit up in an instant when he heard this, and he said with a smile: "Yes! Master Beggar eats it! Hahaha..."

"Come on, I'll give you two chicken legs, well, I'll give you chicken wings too! And this one, I'll give you a lot of meat......"

Xiao Niu is an action-oriented person, and he does it as he says, while muttering something, he starts to divide chickens. After a while, Yang Jian looked at the two piles of muscles in front of him and was amused and crying.

As the little loach divided the feelings, he gave him most of the chicken, while he himself only left the part with less meat.

Although Yang Jian was moved, he still shook his head and said, "Little Loach, let's change it, I'll eat your portion."

"Ah?" Xiao Nie swept around two piles of chicken, looking puzzled: "Why?"

Seeing this, Yang Jian shook his head and smiled, "Didn't you tell you just now? I don't get supplemented with it if I am weak. Eating more is harmful but not beneficial."

"Yes!" Xiao Niqiu scratched his head and smiled, replaced the two muscles for a while, but still stubbornly gave Yang Jian the two chicken legs and said seriously: "Although you seem to make sense, these two chicken legs are the intention of Master Bei. You must eat them, and it doesn't matter if you can't eat the others."

"So, thank you!"

"Hey! How many times have you thanked me all this before and after? Don't do this in the future." Xiao Niu waved his little hand boldly and was about to hold his chicken and start eating. But in the next second, he looked up and looked up Yang Jian with a look, carefully put down his food, picked up a chicken leg and handed it to Yang Jian's mouth, and laughed and said, "Eat."

Yang Jian raised his sword eyebrows, but he didn't expect that this little guy was as careful as his hair and could find that he could not move.

Without hesitation at the moment, he opened his mouth and feasted.

He actually doesn't have to eat anymore, but now that the sword energy is exhausted and his vitality is greatly damaged, he will definitely be weak for a while. During this period, he should be as good as a mortal.

With the help of Xiao Niuqiu, Yang Jian took a three-point full meal and then sat cross-legged with Xiao Niuqiu's help and began to recover Jianyuan.

Because of the little loach, Yang Jian's black jade ring that he had plundered from Beichuan's house was worn on Yu Jianfeng's body. Now there is no storage device on this body, so it is not easy to take Guiyuan Dan out of thin air from the system to take it, so he can only recover slowly.

If he doesn't trust Xiao Niu, it's actually not a question of whether he trusts or not. It's just that the two met for a while. Although Xiao Niu gave him a good impression, he was still a stranger and could not even be considered a friend.

The days that followed were calm and Yang Jian was only focused on recovering from his injuries. At the same time, he also handed over the ornaments he wore to Xiao Niu to pawn, making the two of them richer in their lives, and they would not have to worry about food and clothing within at least three months.

At the same time, Yang Jian also gained a lot of external news with Xiao Niu's good popularity.

Yucheng was lost, but it was not captured by the "Tianxia Mercenary Group", but a prince of the royal family of the Xingyue Kingdom. Yang Jian sneered when he heard the news.

Needless to say, the prince of this clan must be hiring evil forces such as the 'Tianxia Mercenaries'.

With the fall of Yucheng, many surrounding small towns and villages were also affected. The town he is now in, called "Qingyuan Town", is just on the edge of the impact range, just in the center of the balance, and the future is uncertain.

Of course, the bigger news is that with the fall of Yucheng, Su Tianhuan, the son of the Lord of Lingcheng City, was captured in Yucheng. The prince of the Star Flow Kingdom threatened this, which made the Lord of Lingcheng City sway and in danger, and there was a tendency to compromise at any time.

But what is confusing is that under such circumstances, the Lingjian Sect still has no reaction.

It should be noted that after Yucheng, there is only one Tianjian City after Lingcheng. After Tianjian City, there is the Lingjian Sect’s garrison and the Lingjian Mountains. Now that Yucheng has fallen, the Lingjian Sect has lost a barrier. If Lingcheng is lost again, the prospects of Lingjian Sect are worrying!

But in this context, the Lingjian Sect was silent, which made people feel strange and began to feel panic.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!