How could Yan Changqing know that the crimson palm prints on the Yin Ghost's body now, each of which was condensed by the Heavenly Fire Dragon Flame, were now constantly burning the Yin Ghost's body, emitting bursts of piercing "whoosh" sounds.

The Heavenly Fire Dragon Flame is the fire of the dragon clan, the most rigid to the yang, the most restrained ghosts such obscure things, at this moment the yin ghosts are being brutally tortured every minute and every second, this pain is deep into the soul, outsiders can't imagine it at all.

Moreover, these days the fire dragon flame is not only torturing the yin ghost, but also wearing out the yin qi in his body, the innate yin ghost is originally conceived by the pure yin qi, if the yin qi in the whole body is completely wiped out, then it will directly turn into nothingness.

"Uh...... Also, please ask the seniors, raise your noble hands, and receive magical powers, the juniors really know that they are wrong! ”

The yin ghost almost gritted his teeth and said it, on the one hand, the dense burning sensation on his body was tormenting him all the time, and on the other hand, it was because of humiliation.

He held himself as a thousand-year-old ghost cultivator, and he didn't put any living beings in the world into his eyes, and now he was beaten to his knees by a young man under twenty years old to ask for surrender, how could his noble self-esteem stand it.

"Well, since you have bowed your head, I will spare your life today."

After saying that, the spiritual power in Wang Yue's body surged, and the red light on his palm slowly faded, and at the same time, the dense red palm prints on the Yin Ghost's body were gradually fading.

Feeling the pain on his body, the yin ghost couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he had already felt that the yin qi in his body was being quickly worn out, and when there was only one palm print before, he could still suppress it with the thick yin qi in his body.

But now that his whole body is covered with palm prints, he can't suppress it completely, and it is difficult to even move his fingers, if Wang Yue doesn't stop it, I'm afraid it won't take a few minutes, and he will have to disappear.

At this time, Yan Changqing, who had been standing not far from the corridor to protect Xia Wei, heard the conversation between the two and learned that Wang Yue did not plan to kill this yin ghost, his face couldn't help but change, and he said urgently: "Senior! How can you leave such demons in the world?! Kill it quickly! ”

When Wang Yue heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head slightly to look at Yan Changqing, who was anxious, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, and he slowly spoke, and said in a flat tone: "Oh, what, are you teaching me to do things?" ”

Yan Changqing's cold gaze at Wang Yue, and after hearing Wang Yue's words again, he even sensed a faint trace of killing intent from Wang Yue's words, and immediately woke up, and couldn't help but feel a burst of horror in his heart.

What he is facing now is not an ordinary person, but a terrifying existence with enough strength to beat the Yin Ghost who can shock him with his momentum alone, if he angers Wang Yue, Wang Yue can kill him with a snap of his fingers, and he will not even have a chance to resist.

Thinking of this, Yan Changqing's forehead couldn't help but form a layer of cold sweat, and he hurriedly bowed his head to salute, and said with fear trembling in his tone: "Junior, juniors don't dare, please ask Senior Wang to calm his anger......"

"Humph!"

Wang Yue snorted coldly, then he took his eyes off Yan Changqing's body, turned to look at the vast night outside the corridor, and said in an ethereal voice: "What the deity wants to do, who dares to point fingers, then go to hell to confess!" ”

Since he is called the Demon Emperor, it is natural to imagine how wild and uninhibited he has been in his life.

As long as he wanted to, even if you were a high monk Buddha who saved billions of living beings from the sea of suffering, he could kill them at will, and if he didn't want to, even if the Heavenly Demon who was feeding on a star's creature and devouring cultivation stood in front of him, he could talk and laugh with him.

As for the evil demon in Yan Changqing's mouth, it is even more ridiculous, in front of his dignified demon emperor, who dares to call the devil? Who is worthy of being called a demon?

Don't say it's this innate yin ghost who has just stepped into the Yin Ghost Realm, even those former Ghost Emperors and Heavenly Demon Holy Emperors who slaughtered sentient beings, in front of him Wang Yue, who is qualified to claim a magic word.

Hearing Wang Yue's words, Yan Changqing, who was already about to straighten his waist and get up, suddenly turned pale with fright, his back was already wet with a cold sweat, and his waist was bent a little more.

Although he knew in his heart that Wang Yue's words should not have been specially said to him, but so what, did Wang Yue need to work hard to kill himself?

Wang Yue looked at the sky and was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, and then remembered that he was no longer the demon emperor who crisscrossed the universe and made all races bow down, and now his cultivation was still lowly and pitiful, and it was really taboo to be so distracted in front of outsiders.

Thinking of this, Wang Yue hurriedly gathered his mind, and at this time, he felt that the yin qi in front of him was flowing rapidly.

Hurriedly looked down at the Yin Ghost who was still sitting on the ground, but saw that the Yin Ghost with its own huge body was wrapped in a dense black gas mass at the moment, and this black gas was still shrinking.

In this regard, Wang Yue did not show any surprised expression, when the ghost cultivator was fighting, he would use his yin qi to show different forms.

And when the battle is over, or after the yin qi is exhausted, it will return to its original form, and I think this yin ghost is recovering its prototype.

As Wang Yue expected, in less than a minute, a large cloud of black qi that was originally nearly three meters high was only one meter two or three high at this moment.

When the rich black qi gradually drifted into the air, revealing the owner of the black qi in it, Yan Changqing's eyes who were standing not far away instantly widened, with a look of disbelief, even Wang Yue raised his eyebrows a few times, and he didn't expect it.

At this moment, standing in front of Wang Yue is a man who is about one meter two tall, wearing a black ancient robe, on which a dragon and a phoenix are carved, which is extremely luxurious at a glance.

Coupled with his red lips and white teeth, extremely delicate facial features, fair skin that seems to be able to squeeze out water, and a trace of nobility from the heart inadvertently revealed between his eyebrows, if he is seen by some rotten women in modern times, he will inevitably be worshiped as the first male god in the future.

However, Wang Yue immediately remembered that ghost cultivation was different from all living beings, and although the progress of their cultivation was very fast, the speed of their physical growth was very slow, about a hundred times slower than that of ordinary people.

Only after cultivating to reach the Ghost Venerable can one get rid of the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, no different from ordinary people.

And looking at the appearance of this little ghost now, he is probably eight or nine years old, that is, he has been cultivating for nearly a thousand years.

Of course, only Wang Yue knew all this, and even this little yin ghost himself didn't know why he had lived for nearly a thousand years, but he was still like this.

Yan Changqing was stunned for a moment, then he came back to his senses from the shock, looked at the little boy in front of Wang Yue with a strange face, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Little doll, how old are you this year?" How can there be such a practice? ”

When the little boy heard this, a pair of beautiful eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, turned his head to look at Yan Changqing, and scolded in a childish accent: "Shut up!" Ignorant children! The deity is now 963 years old this year, and you dare to call the deity a little doll, are you tired of it?! ”

"Huh?"

Yan Changqing's mouth was bigger than before, nine hundred and sixty-three years old, how could he look like he was only eight or nine years old?

At this moment, Wang Yue suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the little boy's head, and then said indifferently: "Okay, Hugh is going to be noisy again, remember for me, in front of me in the future, don't mention the word deity again, you are not qualified enough." ”

As soon as he heard Wang Yue speak, the little boy immediately restrained his angry face, touched the position where Wang Yue slapped him on his head, and said with a flattering face: "Yes, master, my subordinates know that they are wrong." ”

"Hmm."

Wang Yue nodded expressionlessly, and continued to ask, "What's your name?" ”

The little boy immediately replied respectfully: "Back to the master, the subordinates were nameless after they became conscious, and then they accidentally found the body of a young man who had just died, and after attaching it to his body, he learned that the young man's name was Zhang San, and since then his subordinates have taken Zhang San as his name." ”

"Zhang San?"

After Wang Yue whispered in his mouth, he immediately shook his head and smiled: "This name is too ugly and vulgar, and it is not worthy of my Wang Yue's status as a servant. ”

When Zhang San heard this, his face was stunned, and he opened his mouth and said: "My subordinates think that it is not difficult to hear at all, it is good to have a name, it is better than those lonely souls who don't even have a name......"

Before Zhang San's words were finished, Wang Yue directly interrupted: "I once had a friend, who was also a congenital Yin Ghost, who was the same as your starting point, and finally went through 23,751 years, finally attained the Great Dao, and achieved the realm of the Ghost Emperor, and he named himself Yin Qi. ”

After speaking, Wang Yue looked down at the little boy Zhang San, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said, "In the future, you will be called Yin Lin." ”

"Yin Lin, Yin Lin ......"

After the little boy whispered the name a few times in his mouth, he suddenly raised his head and said to Wang Yue with an excited face: "Thank you master for the name, the name Yin Lin is very good, and my subordinates like it so much." ”

Regarding the little guy's childlike performance, Wang Yue just laughed at it, didn't pay too much attention to it, and instead set his eyes on the rich yin qi that filled the entire floor.

These yin qi is the main purpose of his visit this time, as for the innate spirit ghost in front of him, it is just an unexpected gain, if he didn't choose to surrender just now, Wang Yue would not hesitate to disperse it, and then inhale all the yin qi in his body into his body.

However, now that he has surrendered, an innate spirit ghost with infinite possibilities in the future will naturally have a much greater benefit than a mere bit of yin qi.

When he saw Wang Yue looking at the yin qi around him, the undisguised greedy eyes, a touch of flesh pain suddenly flashed in Yin Lin's eyes, these were all his life's cultivation.

It's just that now that he is under the eaves and has to bow his head, Yin Lin didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, but instead said to Wang Yue with a flattering face: "Master, do you want to absorb and refine the yin qi here?" ”