Chapter Fifty-One: The Attack Failed But Was Severely Injured! Overrated Ye Yun! (Seeking Flower Eva

In Yang Chen's room.

Yin Jiu knelt on the ground on one knee.

"Master, I have noticed a wave of soul fluctuation!"

"There should be a Nascent Soul early stage level!"

"Nascent Soul early stage?"

A playful look flashed across Yang Chen's face.

He came back tonight just to give Ye Yun a chance to make a move. ,

After all, Leng Yuyan's aunt is the most beloved in his heart.

Today, I and Leng Yuyan almost reached that step.

Therefore, Ye Yun will definitely shoot himself tonight.

Yang Chen also wanted to see how powerful the Virtual Refining Realm cultivator could be after it was reborn.

So, just in case, he called Yin Jiu over in advance.

But did not expect.

Only Nascent Soul early stage level.

This is Ye Yun's current strength?

But a little weak.

"Master, do you want me to solve him directly?"

"If I devour this soul meal, I can reach the Nascent Soul Tenth Stage, and even enter the Divine Transformation!"

"At that time, I can also be the master's helper, and I can do things better for the master!"

Yin Jiu's withered face was full of flattery.

However, Yang Chen shook his head.

"Don't touch him for now, I'll keep him for other purposes!"

"However, you can have some snacks today!"

"dessert?"

Yin Jiu was puzzled.

At this time.

In the room, there was a murderous aura.

A blue-faced Shura with long fangs, holding a steel fork, suddenly appeared and stabbed Yang Chen directly.

"die!"

The voice was sharp and hoarse, like The Underworld Grim Reaper.

This is a means of soul attack.

Avoid the cultivator's body and go straight to the soul.

Nascent Soul cultivator, although he can start to use the power of the soul, but he is not proficient.

Generally, the real cultivation of the supernatural power of the soul is the Nascent Soul late stage.

So, if Yang Chen is really just an ordinary Nascent Soul First Stage cultivator.

He might not be able to avoid this move.

However, he is not.

"snort!"

"A mere phantom of the soul dares to offend my master!"

Yin Jiu stood directly in front of him and slapped The Underworld Shura flying with one palm.

A greedy smile appeared on Yin Jiu's face.

He understood what the master meant by dim sum.

This blue-faced Shura must have been condensed by that kid's soul power.

Although it is far from the main body, it is indeed a delicious side dish.

"Owner?"

Yin Jiu looked at Yang Chen.

"Go, clean up!"

"yes!"

Yin Jiu walked towards The Underworld Shura, showing a mouthful of big white teeth on a dry face.

"Jie Jie!"

"die!"

The Underworld Shura stabbed Yin Jiu directly.

However, the steel fork passed through Yin Jiu's body.

And Yin Jiu turned into a cloud of black mist.

The black mist instantly enveloped The Underworld Shura.

"Crunch!"

A chewing sound came from the black mist.

Yang Chen's scalp tingled when he heard it.

Although Soul Cult is defined as a villain, their Soul Secret Art is indeed amazing.

Directly treat the soul body as a delicacy.

After swallowing, it can directly absorb the soul power of the soul body and directly improve its own strength.

If it weren't for the devouring method being too perverted.

He wants to learn.

However, this green-faced Shura should be Ye Yun's most powerful attack method now.

Only the Nascent Soul early stage level.

And it's so vulnerable.

It seems that he was overestimated before.

...

In Ye Yun's room.

"Pfft!"

Ye Yun, who was sitting on the ground in Lotus Position, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The breath on his body languished in an instant.

"How can it be!"

"The Underworld Shura, disappeared?"

"Yang Chen is nothing more than a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if the assassination is not successful, the soul power of this seat should return!"

"But, why did the soul power disappear directly?"

"Moreover, there is a sense of fear coming!"

"How is this going?"

Ye Yun couldn't figure it out.

That part of the soul power is transformed into The Underworld Shura by him, which can directly hit the cultivator soul.

Nascent Soul early stage cultivator, if there is no way to cultivate the soul, it is difficult to resist.

Even if the kill is unsuccessful, The Underworld Shura will return.

He can turn it into his own soul power again.

but now.

This part of soul power disappeared directly.

Killing Yang Chen failed, and his soul was traumatized.

"Damn it!"

"Yang Chen, I didn't expect that you, a Nascent Soul cultivator in a remote place like Beilingyu, can master this kind of soul method!"

"This seat has underestimated you!"

"No, I want to return to the Foundation Establishment late stage as soon as possible, and I must kill him!"

"During this time, you must keep a close eye on my aunt, and absolutely not let my aunt become his image!"

…

[Ding, Ye Yun used the soul secret technique to kill the host, failed, and was backlashed, the soul was injured, and the host plundered the son of destiny Ye Yun's luck value was 500 points, and the villain value was 500 points! 】

Another 500 point villain value is in hand.

However, being bumped into by Ye Yun and making out with his aunt Leng Yuyan directly robbed the kid of a thousand luck points.

Now, his assassination failed, his soul was wounded, but he only looted 500 points.

It can be seen how important Leng Yuyan's aunt is to him.

I have to make persistent efforts.

the next day.

Before Yang Chen woke up, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother Chen, are you awake?"

Leng Yuyan's elegant voice came.

Yang Chen got up and walked out.

In the small courtyard, Leng Yuyan put a lunch box on the stone table.

"Brother Chen, I got up early today and saw that the sweet-scented osmanthus was in full bloom, so I made some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, try it!"

As Leng Yuyan spoke, she opened the lunch box.

Two dishes of sweet-scented osmanthus cake were brought out.

A sweet smell rushed over.

Yang Chen picked up a piece and tasted it.

"Well, the taste is very good!"

"Yeah?"

Hearing Yang Chen's praise, Leng Yuyan's beautiful eyes were full of joy.

"Brother Chen, as long as you like it!"

"I'll make it for you every day from now on!"

"Do it for me every day?"

The corner of Yang Chen's mouth curled up.

Then he sat beside her and took her into his arms.