Chapter 227: Unexpected Incident

"Boom~"

The attack of the Huanhua Patriarch was quickly stopped by the Zhengyang Patriarch.

Among the other three Yuanying Patriarchs, the Ghost Blade Patriarch had the fastest body movement speed. In a blink of an eye, he had already approached Ye Ming, condensed a huge ghost hand, and grabbed Ye Ming.

The Canglong Patriarch and the Qingyin Zen Master were slower, and they decisively attacked the Ghost Blade Patriarch.

Seeing this, the Ghost Blade Patriarch could only turn around to resist the attacks of the two.

In a blink of an eye, the five Yuanying masters fell into a melee, constantly attacking each other. At this time, for the inheritance in Ye Ming's hands, one by one, they all fought with all their strength, not giving in at all.

On the contrary, Ye Ming, standing on the edge of the ring, became a bystander, watching the five people fighting fiercely.

At this time, Ye Ming did not dare to act rashly, otherwise the five people would definitely abandon their opponents at the same time and capture Ye Ming first.

Soon, Ye Ming also had a general understanding of the strength of the five Yuanying Patriarchs.

The strongest one is Zen Master Qingyin, followed by Patriarch Zhengyang, who is only slightly weaker than Zen Master Qingyin. The third one is Patriarch Guidao, the fourth one is Patriarch Huanhua, and Patriarch Canglong has not broken through the Nascent Soul stage for long, so he is the weakest.

"Get out of the way." Patriarch Zhengyang seized the opportunity and was about to force Patriarch Guidao back. When he was about to rush to Ye Ming, Patriarch Canglong decisively chose to sneak attack behind him.

Patriarch Zhengyang raised his sword and attacked Patriarch Canglong.

The fist and sword collided, and Patriarch Canglong was blasted back. The clothes on his arm were torn, and traces of blood seeped out.

This was the first time that the ancestors were injured since the battle. Although the injury was not serious, it really lost the face of Patriarch Canglong.

With Patriarch Canglong blocking him, Patriarch Zhengyang failed to succeed.

In a blink of an eye, the five Nascent Soul masters were once again in a melee. Judging from the situation, it is likely that the winner will not be determined in a short time.

The cultivators around the arena had already retreated far away, including the people from the five major forces, for fear of being affected by the attack of the Nascent Soul powerhouse.

Originally, it was thought that this situation would continue for a while, but when Canglong Patriarch got a chance to rush towards Ye Ming, the storage ring in his hand flashed white light.

"Dong~"

Accompanied by a heavy sound, a three-meter-tall puppet covered with black armor and holding a long sword appeared behind Canglong Patriarch.

As soon as the puppet appeared, it slashed at the Qingyin Zen Master who was attacking Canglong Patriarch.

Seeing the puppet slashing with a sword, Qingyin Zen Master showed a solemn look on his face, and used all his strength to activate the golden bell, which sprinkled a golden light and protected himself in it, but he had no way to attack Canglong Patriarch.

The puppet's sword chopped the golden light from the golden bell, "Dang~"

A sound like the evening drum and the morning bell resounded throughout the venue. In the incredible eyes of the crowd, the giant sword in the puppet's hand directly tore through the defense of the golden bell, and chopped the Qingyin Zen Master with a sword, chopped Qingyin Zen Master away.

The bright red blood kept dripping from Qingyin Zen Master's chest, dyeing his cassock red.

"Yuanying middle stage puppet." Qingyin Zen Master said with horror.

At the same time, the Canglong Patriarch had already approached Ye Ming. Ye Ming's body shook, one turned into eight, and at the same time performed the Thunder Step, escaping in eight directions.

"Humph, a mere Jindan middle stage, still wanting to escape from the ancestor's hands, wishful thinking." The Canglong Patriarch was distracted and had already discovered Ye Ming's true body, and his body shook and chased after Ye Ming's true body.

Ye Ming had never thought that he could confuse the Canglong Patriarch with just these eight shadow clones. As long as he could buy a little time, it would be enough for Ye Ming.

Ye Ming appeared in the sky above the northwest of the arena, and then punched the ground, "Come out quickly."

"Boom~"

A dark hole appeared on the ground, and the bottom seemed to be hollowed out. A three-meter-tall skeleton rushed out of the hole, and next to the skeleton, there was a smaller monk covered in a black robe.

The skeleton and the black-robed monk exuded a strong aura of death, which was several times stronger than the aura on Ye Ming.

The black-robed ghost cultivator waved his hand, and a black barrier suddenly rose from the ground, wrapping the entire space in an instant. Except for the Yuanying period strongmen who fled away directly when the battle broke out, all others were included in the barrier.

The Canglong Patriarch, who was originally rushing towards Ye Ming, retreated rapidly when he saw the black-robed man, with a look of fear in his eyes.

"You, are you the ghost cultivator who caught the bloody evil demon corpse in the Silver Moon Mountains?"

The four people of Zhengyang Patriarch, who were dragged by the puppets in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, also stopped at this time and looked at the black-robed ghost cultivator with vigilance.

The eyes looking at Ye Ming were also full of fear.

I thought Ye Ming and the black-robed ghost cultivator were in the same group.

"Interesting, your little zombie has a keen sense of perception. You can actually find our traces." The black-robed ghost cultivator turned his head to look at Ye Ming and said with a hint of appreciation.

Ye Ming would naturally not admit that he had discovered this black-robed ghost cultivator, "I didn't know you were here, I just sensed his presence."

He pointed at the skeleton man beside him, "I met this fellow skeleton once before, so I remembered his aura."

The black-robed ghost cultivator looked at the skeleton man beside him, who nodded, obviously recognizing Ye Ming as well.

"So that's how it is. I didn't expect that the withered bones were exposed," the black-robed ghost cultivator nodded, and then solemnly said to Ye Ming, "Are you willing to join our Dead Spirit Hall?"

Ye Ming was stunned, and immediately remembered the dead spirit token he had obtained when he and Lin Xingran went on a mission together. If he guessed correctly, this dead spirit token should be something from the Dead Spirit Hall.

However, he did not show it on his face, but just asked in confusion, "Excuse me, what kind of force is the Dead Spirit Hall? I have hardly left Canglong Country, and I don't know much about the forces outside."

"Let's talk about this later. Let me solve some things first, and then I'll tell you when it's over." The black-robed ghost cultivator shook his head and turned to look at Canglong Patriarch and others.

At this time, Canglong Patriarch had also retreated to the side of his puppet and gathered with the other four Nascent Soul Patriarchs.

Before, seeing Ye Ming and the black-robed ghost cultivator talking as if no one was around, they didn't dare to breathe, fearing that they would attract the attention of the black-robed ghost cultivator. Unexpectedly, the black-robed ghost cultivator still focused his attention on them.

The black-robed ghost cultivator first looked at the puppet beside the Canglong Patriarch and said, "This puppet is quite good."