BOOM!!!
As Ye Lucheng shouted in pain, there was a boom and an extremely strong black Qi instantly rushed out from behind him.
It was both evil and fierce!
Ye Gucheng's entire body shape was also twisted into a very strange posture because of the black Qi rushing out.
And his glowing red eyes, at this moment, also fiercely a bloodshot, looked extremely hideous.
"Ah!"
With a faint long sigh, Cool-Son Yeh jerked his head up and looked at the black shadow: "What did you do to me?"
In his haste, Cool-Son Yeh looked at his palm, surprisingly, it was surrounded by black qi and demonic qi had entered his body: "Demonic ...... demonic qi?"
As a person of the righteous path, but at this time is the devil Qi in the body, Ye Gucheng can not help but straight frozen.
"From today onwards, you, Ye Gucheng, are officially my Evil Lord's disciple, haven't you seen my master yet?"
"Evil Lord?" Cool-Son Yeh's brows furrowed.
"All evil is for my lord's use." As soon as the words left his mouth, a wave of demonic Qi was violently released from his body, transforming into a demonic auger and attacking Ye Lucheng with its mouth open.
Subconsciously, Ye Gucheng took a step backwards and violently released energy in his hands to resist.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and the two strands of demonic energy directly cancelled out in mid-air.
"This ......" Cool-Son Yeh looked at his palm incredulously.
This attack from the man in black was extremely fierce, but what Cool-Son Yeh did not expect was that with his own strength, he could easily dissolve it.
"How is it, Cool-Son Yeh?" The man in black smiled gently.
Immediately after his shock, Cool-Son Yeh transformed into a joyful expression, then hurriedly knelt down on the ground, "I, Cool-Son Yeh, pay my respects to Master. From now on, I will follow Master's lead, and I will go through fire and soup."
"Very well, get up." The man in black lifted his hand, and Ye Gu cheng slowly stood without wind.
"From today onwards, you are officially a member of my evil domain and the chief disciple of my evil lord." As he spoke, the black shadow slowly floated over, and just as he approached Ye Gucheng, Ye Gucheng finally got a good look at him.
"Yes!"
"Remember your heart and follow my God forever, or else you will be devoured by the devil spirit." With a soft smile, the man in black gently rested his hand on Ye Lucheng's shoulder and smiled, "Body, not bad yet."
"But if you want to become large, you will need the help of others."
"Master, how can I help? And what kind of help?"
"Women! All the women in the world can help you!" As soon as the words left his mouth, the man in black's hands changed and a cloud of black gas enveloped the centre of the room.
When the darkness cleared, three women were revealed.
The three women's faces were panic-stricken and still young, the three huddled together and sat on the floor, obviously scared to the core.
"Master, this is ......" Ye Gucheng frowned, somewhat uncertain.
"Under the bottom of the sky, men dominate Yang, the Yang Qi of Chaos, and women dominate Yin, the Yin Qi of Xuan Ling, as the saying goes, the purest Yin is the purest, if you absorb the breath of these women, you can obtain the purest Yin Qi in this world." The man in black laughed softly and wickedly.
"Go and enjoy." The man in black finished, revealing a grim and incomparable smile.
Ye Gucheng hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and walked directly towards the three women who were frantically shaking their heads in fear and desperately backing away.
As soon as the man in black moved his hand, an invisible black Qi enveloped the whole room, and the three women's miserable screams were completely drowned in the black Qi, and could no longer be dispersed at all.
After an unknown period of time, Cool-Son Yeh left the three women sobbing uncontrollably and slowly stood up.
Those eyes, which were originally high and proud, were now filled with ruthlessness and coldness.
"Try it again."
As soon as the words fell, the black shadow fiercely stood opposite Cool-Son Yeh.
Cool-Son Yeh nodded, but then hesitated.
"What is it that you are hesitating about? As a person of the demon race, there is only killing in your eyes, there is no master and disciple love."
Slap!
An invisible slap instantly slapped onto Cool-Son Yeh's face.
How could Cool-Son Yeh be a person with feelings? He was just afraid that if he struck his master, he would displease him. Seeing this, he gritted his teeth on the spot and directly blasted at the man in black with all his might.
"Boom!"
The two energies instantly confronted each other and disappeared, but the energy impact from the collision still made the whole study room, everything tremble together!
"This ......" Cool-Son Yeh looked at his fist in disbelief.
This power was outrageously strong!
Far stronger than the power he originally had, by a long shot.
It was almost too much for him to think about!
"As long as you sincerely serve my god in the future, your power will be resident forever, and besides, find more women to cultivate properly." As soon as the words left his mouth, the man in black disappeared, but on Cool-Son Yeh's table, there was an extraordinarily ancient scroll.
This scroll was very evil, and the ancient and even yellowing scroll was emitting a gush of black Qi.
When the scroll was unfolded, a confident and hideous cold smile appeared on Cool-Son Yeh's face.
"Hahahaha, hahahahahahaha!"
And at that moment, after Han Qianqian and his group had retreated from outside the city, about half an hour or so later.
An old monk arrived in a hurry with a Dharma war in his hand and nearly a hundred people wearing bucket hats by his side.
Although this old monk's face was incomparably amiable, with an appearance of My Buddha's compassion, there was a long black line from his palm to his arm.
And inside this black line, if one peered carefully, one could see black qi moving continuously through the meridians.
And in the nine eyes of the ring on top of the old monk's head was a strange mark that was extremely hard to see.
As soon as the old monk arrived, with a slight stance, several of the bucket-hatted disciples behind him quickly dispersed, searching and inspecting the area around the grounds quickly.
A moment later, several of the bucket-hatted disciples quickly ran back and knelt down in front of the old monk, "Master Buddha, we are late."
"Bang!"
The old monk slammed his Dharma battle into the ground and said in a cold voice, "Rubbish! Where is Rudraksha?"
"Turned into blood, along with all the disciples!"
"If it weren't for the fierce enemy, there's no way that senior brother Ruduan and the others would have chosen to explode themselves. Beside the old monk, a cloaked disciple whispered and said.
"Amitabha Buddha, good and kind!" The old monk raised one hand slightly, warmed his body and chanted silently, then said, "Even if it was Han Qianqian, but according to the plan, Ru Chen should at least delay Han Qianqian, after all, his cultivation is still insufficient and he is a disgrace to the extreme. Ruizhen."
"Disciple present."
The old monk glanced at the frontier town in the distance and murmured, "Do you think they have entered the town, or did we alert the snake and they have long since fled?"
"Given Han Qianqian's personality, the disciple thought that it was still in the city."
The old monk nodded, agreeing deeply with his disciple's view, "Is everything ready?"
"Don't worry, Master, disciple and the others, they have been ready for a long time."
"Then it is time." A grim and incomparable smile appeared at the corners of the old monk's mouth.