I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 150 Ji Heyu is here

When Ji Heyu came over, he saw this scene and his pupils shrank.

In the dark underground space, the only source of light is the fire in the nearby lava flow.

Yan Ping was leaning against the stone, the warm firelight falling on his pale face, making it look as white as jade and stone.

The black eyelashes moved slightly and looked towards him. The dark eyes were bottomless, but hidden in them was an extremely exhausted aura.

Ji Heyu's whole body suddenly sank, and he quickly walked to Yan Ping's side.

"What happened?"

Yan Ping was not in a good mood. After a period of lightness, he felt his body was very heavy, and an extreme sleepiness was pulling at his spirit.

That was a desire from deep within his body. The amount of blood he lost this time was really too much.

When Yan Ping saw Ji Heyu coming, he lowered his eyelashes, closed his eyes slightly, controlled his consciousness, and fell into a light sleep.

"I need some sleep, keep an eye on me."

Yan Ping's voice was soft, but full of weariness.

Ji Heyu's brows suddenly frowned.

Yan Ping's mental state doesn't seem to be very good. What on earth did they encounter?

Looking at Yan Ping's closed eyes, Ji Heyu realized that there was blood on his lips that had not been wiped clean.

Apparently he was vomiting blood.

Ji Heyu shifted his gaze to Wen Ye and Yu Tianhong who were still unconscious. Both of them looked fine.

Ji Heyu looked at Yan Ping and saw that he was fine, then he walked over there.

Scattered on the ground were the talismans he had drawn for them to protect them and some protective array plates.

These things fell into pieces.

Ji Heyu guessed that they were attacked unexpectedly.

As he walked, he picked up all the things and put them aside.

Ji Heyu rubbed his forehead and frowned even deeper.

These two guys have so many things on them that can save their lives when facing the Danhua realm. What on earth did they encounter?

Ji Heyu probed the spiritual power into their bodies and circulated it around, but found nothing unusual.

There were no signs of injury on his body, so he should be conscious.

Ji Heyu fell into deep thought. Could it be a problem with his soul?

Without much hesitation, he first probed into Yu Tianhong's soul.

The moment when the spiritual sense probed in and saw Yu Tianhong's soul clearly.

I saw that Yu Tianhong's soul, which should have been white, was covered with a lot of black evil spirits, which were entangled very deeply.

At this moment, both his soul and demonic energy were in a rigid posture, like frozen water, motionless.

The normal state of the soul, even if it is calm and quiet, will flow gently like running water, and it should not be so quiet.

Ji Heyu's brows were twisted into a knot.

He did not act rashly. After withdrawing his spiritual consciousness, he probed into Wen Ye's soul.

Wen Ye’s spirit is very good.

It is thick and powerful, and looks like a large white area.

But it was still the same problem, as if it was frozen, the soul was motionless and frozen.

Ji Heyu withdrew his spirit, but his brows were still furrowed.

This kind of mental and spiritual stiffness was the first time he had seen it.

Ji Heyu rubbed his fingertips together, then suddenly raised his hand and began to draw a talisman. He didn't use much spiritual power, just a simple spirit-clearing talisman.

He did not show favoritism. After each of them threw a card, he once again probed into their souls and began to observe.

Two spirit-clearing talismans slowly fell into their souls.

Yu Tianhong's soul, which was intertwined with black and white, suddenly had a slight fluctuation.

Ji Heyu breathed a sigh of relief and his brows relaxed.

It's good as long as it works, I'm afraid there will be no response.

However, Wen Ye did not respond, and Ji and Yu Songxia's anger rose again.

He pondered for a moment.

Then he drew two spirit-cleansing talismans with greater spiritual power and threw one to each person.

In Yu Tianhong's soul, the demonic energy suddenly began to twitch under the stimulation of spiritual power.

The intertwined spirits and souls were also forced to start moving.

The amplitude is not large, but it has slowly started to flow.

But there was still no movement on Wen Ye's side.

Ji Heyu looked at his motionless appearance and frowned again, feeling puzzled.

"It shouldn't be like this. Yu Tianhong's things have all moved."

Yan Ping could feel that Ji Heyu had been drawing talismans. He forced himself to break free from the fatigue in his shallow sleep, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"what happened?"

Ji Heyu's body froze, and he turned to look at Yan Ping.

Then he saw Yan Ping's eyes just opened, with some bloodshot at the edges of his pupils, and he was in very bad condition.

Ji Heyu thought of how Yan Ping protected Wen Ye like the apple of his eye, and fell silent.

How should I explain this? Are there things wrong with Wen Ye's soul?

Seeing that he remained silent, Yan Ping raised his hand and pinched his forehead, leaving a deep nail mark.

There was a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

"explain."

Ji Heyu took a deep breath.

"Don't be so quick to get angry. Wen Ye has some abnormality in his mind."

Yan Ping's aura suddenly stagnated, and he no longer needed to force himself to keep up his spirits.

He felt his spirit was extremely cold, as if someone had poured a basin of extremely cold ice water into his sea of ​​consciousness.

There was something strange about his voice.

"Is there something wrong with his soul?"

He had just checked it before and found nothing unusual.

How could there be any problem with Wen Ye's spiritual state?

How could there be anything wrong with his soul!

Ji Heyu felt his eyelids twitching. Yan Ping's aura was stable, but an inexplicable dangerous aura suddenly appeared.

He looked at Yan Ping who was slowly standing up. The chill on his scalp was getting worse and worse, so he spoke without hesitation.

"Wait a minute, there's just a little problem, it's not a big deal!"

Yan Ping didn't look at him and continued walking towards Wen Ye.

At the same time, he drew out a stream of spiritual consciousness and directly probed into Wen Ye's soul.

It was very quiet inside, without a trace of movement.

Yan Ping's breathing stagnated.

His mental state, which had been numbed by the pain before, was now clearer than ever before.

It was the same when he watched it before, but now, something is wrong.

The soul of a normal person will not remain motionless. Even when in a coma, there will be slight movements.

There was a flash of blood in Yan Ping's eyes for a moment. He turned to look at Ji Heyu, with a sinister aura around him.

"What happened to him?"

He is a sword cultivator, and his understanding of the soul is not detailed enough.

Talisman practitioners and formation practitioners follow similar paths, and they both have relatively high requirements for the soul.

Regarding this matter, asking for advice and jade is the correct answer.

At this moment, Ji Heyu looked at the faint uncontrollable aura around Yan Ping and gritted his teeth.

"Wait a moment and control your mental state. He's not a big problem. Just find the right method."

"First tell me what happened between you two."

Yan Ping took a deep breath, endured the headache, closed his eyes, and retracted the violent murderous intent that was somewhat out of control.

He made a long story short and passed over the man behind the scenes.

"I encountered the projection of the Lord of the Demon Realm before and had a fight with him. Later, he used a move to attack my sea of ​​consciousness."