Prime Minister take care

Chapter 185
Yang Xian took a few steps forward and came to Qinggui.

Jing Ping'er lowered her body, recuperating, and a ridiculous scene reflected in her pupils.The old man from the God Clan with advanced cultivation faced a young man with low cultivation. Every time the young man took a step forward, he took several steps back, without any sign of the bravery he showed when he fought with her just now.

"The soul is very important. The monks all over the world protect it and don't dare to do any harm to it. Only the demon clan is different. The demon clan has a strong soul and uses it to defend it, but this is also their biggest weakness."

Yang Xian kicked the ground with one leg, and the green ghost's body, which was bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, could not stop trembling.Visible to the naked eye, the green ghost's soul escaped from his body uncontrollably.

Aoki's soul wanted to run away, but after leaving his body, he was dying and sluggish before he could go far.The three tall bodies were sucked into a small bead in Yang Xian's hand as if there was gravity.

"Soul lock beads!"

The old man of the God Clan was horrified, and his expression of fear could no longer be expressed in words.The black snake demon was even more frightened when he saw Qinggui end up like this. He tried to break free, but was pinned tightly by the dragon-pecking cone and was unable to move.

"Who are you? What is your relationship with Yuan Shoucheng?"

The old man of the God Clan cannot forget the peerless grace and supreme skills of that monk and the leader of Chengtian Dao.These were deeply imprinted on his heart, imprinted with burning marks.So many years have passed, and time has worn away most of the traces in the heart of this old man from the God race.Only this fear has never been forgotten.

Yang Xian raised his hand, put down the soul-locking bead attached to his belt as a decoration, and smiled.

"you guess!"

Jing Ping'er looked at the young man walking past her gently without paying any attention to her.Jing Ping'er bit her lip and quickly suppressed the toxins in her body.

The black soul came out of the snake demon's body.This black snake demon has achieved great success in cultivation, and its soul has taken the form of a dragon.After Yang Xian put it into the soul-locking bead, he pulled out the blood-stained dragon-pecking awl.

The corpses of the two great demons fell to the cold ground, no longer alive, exuding a permeating chill.

Yang Xian's eyes were very light, just a glance.The old man from the God race felt extremely pressured and couldn't restrain himself, so he swallowed his saliva.

The old man of the God Clan is not afraid of death, but the method of the young man in front of him is more terrifying than letting the two big monsters die.

You can't live, you can't die.Eternal life, a slave and a vessel.Until the spiritual consciousness dies and the soul is gone.

This is the method used by these Zhou monks to deal with the demon clan!And the young man in front of him has obviously mastered the essence of it.

"Yuan Shoucheng is dead. He has scattered all kinds of people. In the past 30 years, there has been almost no trace. Except..."

Speaking of this, the old man from the God Clan seemed to have thought of something.Yuan Shoucheng's eight true soldiers were scattered in all directions. No one knew whether they were dead or alive.But in the world today, only Yang Xian, the prime minister of Shu, has gathered three of the eight truths under his command.

Ye Dongyang, Wang Yaoxian and Tang Dafu!
"You are Yang Xian's man!"

The situation developed in the direction that the old man of the God Clan least wanted to see.Even if this Xuan Mizhu is in Huan Wu's hands, it is better than being in his hands.

"How is it, and what is it not?"

Under the complicated gaze of the old man, Yang Xian wiped the blood on the dragon-pecking awl and reinserted it into the bun, fixing the somewhat messy hairstyle.

Yang Xian was dressed in rags and had low cultivation level.But in front of this old man from the God race, his posture was casual, as if he was looking at a stone.

The more Yang Xian acted like this, the more panicked the old man from the God Clan became.He had even lost the courage to continue confronting Yang Xian, but the strange lines on his skinny body shone.

The light blazed brightly, and the fear on the face of the old man of the God Clan immediately disappeared. His spiritual energy surged from his body, and his eyes showed a fierce look, and he rushed towards Yang Xian.

"Does the body contain the power of the God Emperor?"

Yang Xian remained motionless when the wind from the old man's palm came and hit a thin layer of rainbow light.

"Six Yao Bronze Formation?"

The old man's words became accented, as if something was about to come out of his body.The old man strengthened his palm strength, trying to break through the protection of the six-yao copper formation, but saw a light dark glow burst out from the rainbow light.

This dark light passed through the rainbow light and penetrated directly into the old man's heart, destroying his soul and soul, and extinguishing his vitality.

"Heart-killing Lock!"

A mouthful of green blood spat out from the old man's mouth, and the majestic power dissipated instantly.The old man knelt weakly in front of Yang Xian, his face full of distress.

"It is impossible for such many magic weapons to be in the possession of a little pawn who has no knowledge of cultivation. You are Yang."

A flash of inspiration occurred. Before the old man could finish speaking, his eyes dimmed and he fell completely to the ground.

Yang Xian looked at Jing Ping'er, who was still preparing herself, and walked over slowly.

Jing Ping'er opened her eyes and looked at Yang Xian who was approaching step by step, her face still calm.

"who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. But I can make a deal with you. I can remove the poison from your body, but in exchange, this Xuan Mizhu will be mine. In addition, what happened today, you can tell the outside world No one should say a word about it.”

Jing Ping'er laughed without any wavering in her words.

"As a member of the Shu Kingdom, shouldn't you kill me? If I die here, Huan Wu will be accused of poor protection, and reconciliation between the Yan and Liang families will be impossible."

Looking at the woman's face, Yang Xian followed the words and said, "Yes! If I were Yang Xian's man, wouldn't it be better to kill you, so why should I save you?"

The playful tone completely angered Jing Ping'er. She looked at Yang Xian and yelled.

"Yang Zizhan, what are you pretending to do?"

The last thought of the old man from the God Clan was exactly what Jing Ping'er had already guessed.But Yang Xian just smiled, neither admitting nor refuting.

"This bat demon is very sinister. You, a woman, have been poisoned by this kind of poison. What can you do to survive? I have a pill here that can detoxify you."

Yang Xian stretched out his hand holding the elixir, but Jing Ping'er grabbed it and crushed the elixir in his hand to pieces.

"what are you going to do?"

"I, Jing Ping'er, don't owe you any favors, let alone any favors from you."

After Jing Ping'er finished speaking, she fell into Yang Xian's arms and bit him on the shoulder.

The blood was dripping, and the blood poison entered Yang Xian's body along the wound.

"Are you crazy?"

Yang Xian pushed Jing Ping'er away, only to see that her face was already red and her breath was disordered.Her originally pretty face was now flashing with a crazy smile, and the light in her eyes was dark and gloomy.

"Now that you have been poisoned by the bat demon, I want to see who begged whom?"

Jing Ping'er took a strong breath and swayed like a beast suppressing its desire to hunt.

The spring breeze blew outside the cave, and the wind shook the rain all night.It suddenly rises and then rests, flying flowers fall all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)