The entire process of dancing gods lasted for five minutes, and in this, the seven-star magic weapon in Wu Cha's hand shone with the cowhide drum, and sounded from time to time.

With every time the skin drum sounded, Emperor Ye saw that the old and abnormal cowhide drum film seemed to be alive. The entire surface tremor belt was a mysterious force that could not be seen clearly. These energy gradually spread out and filled the entire space with Wu Cha's drum beat.

The scene of this scene directly made Emperor Ye feel jaw-dropping.

Thinking of those capable people and strangers who used Feng Shui techniques in ancient times, Ye Huang felt that these were not difficult to understand.

"No wonder the emperors in ancient times looked at the Feng Shui masters so much. The power of the magical artifacts was indeed not something that ordinary people could understand." After sighing, Ye Huang held his breath and glanced at the situation in the room.

Lin Anqi on the bed still moaned in pain, but the pustules on her body had faded a lot, as if they had evaporated and disappeared.

Ye Huang, who has long been used to being challenged, is no longer surprised by this situation.

After about ten minutes of Wu Cha's dance, the cowhide drum in Wu Cha's hand suddenly became trembling violently, and Wu Cha seemed to be in a state of madness. His footsteps and chanting accelerated at the same time. In the house, Emperor Ye could obviously feel that the mysterious layer of power was much higher.

At this moment, Wu Cha suddenly opened his eyes, and a mouthful of blood squirted on the cowhide drum with a slight whine. The already trembling cowhide drum resounded like an electronic drum, with a dull and heavy sound.

With Wu Cha's actions, Ye Huang's originally calm face also changed drastically.

In a vague way, Emperor Ye felt a feeling of palpitations. Every time the cowhide drum beats, it seemed to involve his heart. His heartbeat seemed to follow the frequency of the cowhide drum, and it beated again and again, and the faster it jumped.

With the sound of the drum, the whole person's soul seemed to become shaking, as if a gust of wind was about to blow away the soul, and its consciousness became a little blurred.

Not daring to be careless, Emperor Ye hurriedly calmed down and secretly concealed his internal strength. After a long time, the feeling of palpitations gradually disappeared.

Looking at Wu Cha who was still surrounding Lin Anqi for his actions, Emperor Ye was also secretly shocked.

The mystery of the shamanism has shocked his eyes again and again, and the scene just now surprised Emperor Ye again.

The shock drum used by Wu Cha just now would probably have been unable to bear it if Emperor Ye had not practiced ancient martial arts.

Fortunately, Lin Baoguo left the house early, otherwise, according to the old man's heart's ability, something might have happened.

"Hash...the soul rises."

Just as Emperor Ye was still thinking about the power of the horror drum just now, Wu Cha suddenly shouted loudly and made a new move. Wu Cha's seven-star magic weapon with both hands was striking with cowhide drums, and the layers of foggy mysterious power penetrated around Lin Anqi, wrapping him up.

Under the naked vision of human eyes, Emperor Ye saw an illusory projection appearing around Lin Anqi, who was lying on the bed. Every time Wu Cha tapped, the projection rose below.

Emperor Ye knew that this illusory projection was not something else, but one of Lin Anqi's three souls and seven spirits. Wu Cha wanted to use this soul to confuse his opponent.

Even though he knew, Ye Huang still fell off his chin.

Although I have heard that when a person is about to die, the soul will leave his body and even see people around him crying, I just heard that.

This time, Emperor Ye really saw an existence that was between substance and nothingness.

Lin Anqi in the soul state slept peacefully, without the pain shown by her body at all, as if nothing had happened. Ye Huang also knew about this situation. Wu Cha once told him that once a person lacks any soul and spirit, he will lose his basic senses, that is, he will fall into chaos. If he loses too much, he will become completely stupid.

In reality, we see many stupid people, either have one soul or one soul than a normal person, or lack one soul.

Moreover, many of these people have the ability to communicate with each other, which is what people often call ghosts.

Many things that normal people cannot see and supernatural things, but they can see, which is why, in many cases, we will see a fool suddenly shouting at a wall or an alley without people.

We felt that there was nothing, but in fact he saw something.

Of course, not all fools are like this. If every fool is really psychic, then fools will be even more powerful than normal people.

The soul, this thing, is hard to understand, and no one in the whole world can guess what it means. So when he sees the scene in front of him, what can he do is to keep silent and quietly watch what is going to happen. At the same time, his whole body feels open and he is aware of the surrounding wind and movements at any time.

Since Wu Cha said that there will be waves today, it will definitely not be calm today.

Sure enough, as soon as Emperor Ye's guess fell, a sudden evil wind blew directly into the room from outside the window.

"Damn it, I forgot about this matter, young master, block the Yangsha."

Wu Cha, who was doing the trick, noticed that Xie Feng suddenly blew into the room at the window and shouted, but his face was covered in sweat, but he didn't care to wipe it, and he hurriedly pinched the magic trick.

"Yangsha."

At this moment, Emperor Ye's mind was a little short-circuited and asked me to kill someone. No problem, he raised his hands and fell, but he didn't understand this thing. What is Yang evil? Just the wind, how can the wind stop it.

At this moment, Emperor Ye was also frozen there as if he was facing a great enemy.

"The lonely yin does not grow, and the lonely yang does not grow. The Yang evil is the opposite of the Yin evil. The three souls and seven spirits belong to the Yin, and they disperse when the Yang evil is stormed. They are beaten with the Unmoved Mingwang Seal."

Wu Cha shouted, but he didn't dare to stop at all in his hands.

If this stops, all the efforts made before will be in vain.

When Wu Cha reminded him, Emperor Ye's eyes lit up. The mantra of the King of Ming Seal was Vajrasattva's mantra. It was the thing that restrained the Yin and Yang evil, and he actually forgot about it.

"Ombanza (a) Sadohun, does not move the Ming King Seal, comes out."

With the shout of Ye Huang, Ye Huang finally recited the Nine-character Mantra, and pinched out the Mingwang Seal in his hand, and a golden seal was flashing with light and the evil wind blowing towards the window.

As if he had met a nemesis, the Yang Sha who rushed into the house was completely dispersed and disappeared before Lin Anqi could close.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Ye wiped his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!