Ye Yan looked at Old Ancestor Pang, and Old Ancestor Pang also looked at him, both of them looked confident.

"Young man, who gave you the courage and guts to fight against my Pang family?" said Old Ancestor Pang. Seeing that most of the people in the family were still alive, he was relieved and calmed down. Take it easy.

Now you can scratch the mouse and play slowly.

Ye Yan flipped through a thin book. After beheading the fifth ancestor of the Li family, he only knew that the Li family had acquired an ancient method to refine the dead souls, but he did not know how to refine it.

It was not until he took down the Pang family that he forced out this method and recorded it in this thin booklet.

However, who in the end gave this method to the Pang family?

Pang Fuban gritted his teeth and did not reveal it.

Ye Yan is not in a hurry, anyway, people have already won it, so he will slowly interrogate it.

But before the people were taken away, Old Ancestor Pang arrived.

Not a fairy?

What a fear!

He just flipped through the book in his hand, which detailed the steps of how to arrange the altar and refine the dead soul, but there were only steps and no principles.

Seeing Ye Yan ignoring him so much, Old Ancestor Pang couldn't help but be furious.

How could this young man be so calm?

I really thought I couldn't compete with myself!

"The old man asked you, why did you take action against my Pang family?" he asked sensually.

This is where he is puzzled.

Ye Yan had finished reading, and he put away the book, revealing a look of contemplation.

The difficulty of refining the dead soul is to arrange the altar, and the difficulty of arranging the altar is to draw each rune, which is actually a magic circle.

It's not that he looks down on the people of the Pang family, but that these people really don't have such a level to draw such complex runes.

Therefore, someone must have made the cornerstone of the altar and then handed it to the Pang family.

All the Pang family had to do was to erect the altar according to the picture.

Anyone with a brain can do this.

Only a few days have passed, and the people behind the scenes can't hold back, what does it mean?

They also need dead souls!

It must be so.

The range to be searched is too small, even if Pang Fuban is tight-lipped, it is not impossible for him to find out.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at Old Ancestor Pang. The old man's anger was real and he didn't fake it.

So, he actually doesn't know what his descendants are doing?

It should be so. After all, it was the Li family who had been doing this kind of thing before, and now it was handed over to the Pang family. It is not unusual for Pang Fuban to inform Old Ancestor Pang.

He explained: "You descendants use the lives of innocent people to refine and replace the dead souls."

"For the dead soul?" Old Ancestor Pang obviously didn't know, and his face was dumbfounded.

Zheng Jiu explained again on the side, if he could, he didn't want to offend the immortal's favored servant.

After listening to him, Old Ancestor Pang couldn't help his heart beating.

How old are Pang Fuban and other talents?

The oldest one is less than 5,000 years old, the immortal ones are all in Zhongcheng, and he is approaching the limit of ten thousand years of life, and once he dies of old age, the immortal favor that Pang Ai received will naturally disappear.

He is the mainstay of the Pang family, the most important and critical person.

Therefore, Pang Fuban refining the dead soul... is actually prepared for him.

If he is alive, the Pang family can prosper!

For a while, Old Ancestor Pang's heart was hot.

Who doesn't want to live forever?

Especially him, living in the middle city, overlooking the entire lower city, high above, so powerful, is he willing to die?

Naturally reluctant.

But if you don't become an immortal, you will be born, old, sick and dead. This is a natural law, and he has no way to avoid it.

But now, there is a way out.

For dead souls.

Fu Ban, yes yes, you are very filial.

The old man must save you!

And the old man also needs you to refine the dead soul in the lower city.

Old Ancestor Pang glanced at Zheng Jiu and suddenly sneered: "It's really nonsense, birth, old age, disease, and death are the laws of nature, even immortals are powerless, how can my descendants who are not perfect weapons tamper with life and death? Hehe, If they really can do it, aren't they even more powerful than the immortals? If so, how can you win it?"

Hey, it's not reasonable for you to say that?

Zheng Jiu showed a touch of anger, but did not attack immediately.

Old Ancestor Pang, the favored servant of the immortals!

Even if it is a servant, but the side of the immortal is also high above, no one dares to provoke.

Ye Yan shook his head: "Seeking longevity is one of the motivations of every cultivator, but it can't be built on the basis of harming others. Ancestor Pang, your greed will kill you!"

"Young man, are you teaching the old man a lesson?" Old Ancestor Pang said sternly, he waved his hand, "Hurry up and let the descendants of the old man go, the old man can open up and not have the same knowledge as you, otherwise—"

Boom, he suddenly burst into aura, and the power of the ninth-order mortals was full of power, bang, bang, bang, even the eighth-order mortals couldn't resist, and his face changed greatly, and he fell to the ground.

This momentum has been transformed into substance, like a sword like a sword, extremely sharp, all the leaves in the yard turned into powder in an instant.

Based on this alone, this old man is a lot stronger than the fifth ancestor of the Li family.

As expected of the person next to the immortal, even if it is just a servant, but his strength is far beyond that of ordinary ninth-order mortals.

Ye Yan's fighting spirit couldn't help but rise. An immortal's servant is so strong, what about the immortal's direct disciple?

Alright, let's defeat this old ancestor Pang first.

"Come on!" Ye Yan walked forward, while saying to Zheng Jiu, "You guys step back."

Two ninth-order mortals fight, and the entire Pang family will most likely cease to exist.

Zheng Jiu didn't dare to be brave at this time, and quickly agreed, and led the people to retreat far away.

Old Ancestor Pang did not stop him. In his opinion, even the immortal disciples were not his opponents in a battle of the same rank.

Because he is too old, but his cultivation can no longer progress, and he can only continuously refine his mana. Therefore, when it comes to the strength of his mana, he is confident that none of the immortal disciples can match him.

You know, he also gets advice from immortals from time to time!

You are a young man who has lived a few hundred years at most. Can you compare your mana with me?

Although mana is not the whole of combat power, all combat power is based on the use of mana.

"Meddle with your own business, and let you suffer the consequences!" Old Ancestor Pang snorted coldly, "Leave the door, open!"

The voice fell, and there was a door open beside him, boom, and terrifying flames rushed out.

This magical power is called "Eight Mysterious Doors". Every time a door is opened, strange energy rushes out, and at most eight doors are opened at the same time, which is extremely terrifying.

The flames rushed out and turned into flaming birds, flapping their wings and dashing towards Ye Yan.

Before the flaming bird could pounce, Ye Yan felt the extreme heat, as if he was going to burn him.

The temperature of this flame is so high that it can train a ninth-order mortal to death.