Chapter 840 (1/2)

”What's behind you?”

Lin miaoran's heart moved. Suddenly, she felt like a cold snake sticking to her back.

That kind of feeling, instantly let her whole body goose bumps all stand up.

”If you touch her, I'll keep you from turning over.” At this time, Chu Yan's eyes were cold and said to Lin miaoran.

At this time, his hand was buttoned with the pattern on his left hand.

A breath of evil spirit, like a gushing spring, spreads around.

Lin miaoran doesn't know what's behind him, but after Chu Yan finishes this sentence, her chill disappears immediately.

Under the sign of Chu Yan, she went to the other side and turned around.

At this time, she finally saw what was behind her.

It was a human shape that seemed to be condensed by fog.

Human feet are about half a foot above the ground, floating empty.

It's the essence, but there's no specific shape. At the moment, it's just a breeze, and the human shape will be deformed.

But if there is no substance, this thing actually appears in front of us, and Lin miaoran has just been touched by the other party, which makes us feel extremely uncomfortable.

”Is this... The ghost?” Lin miaoran asked in a low voice.

”Maybe, I'm not sure.” Chu Yan fixed his eyes on the figure and said, ”it may be the resentment of many monks who died here.”

It's not unreasonable for Chu Yan to say so.

The more powerful a monk is, the stronger the spirit will be. If he dies with resentment, the possibility of the spirit condensing into evil spirit after death is much greater than those ordinary spirits.

Moreover, this is the burial ground of ten thousand demons, which is the gathering place of ghosts.

After Chu Yan finished this sentence, the ghost seemed to understand his meaning, and didn't know what he thought. A faint scarlet appeared in his pale eyes.

”You try?” Chu Yan cold smile, fingers a hook, pull out a chain from the left palm.

In a flash, the wind from hell poured out.

This white ghost is like being grasped by countless hands and pulling around. It will be deformed and torn.

The twisted and fuzzy features of the ghost immediately appeared a look of supplication.

Hell monsoon, for any soul, is the most terrifying existence.

Chu Yan looks at each other coldly.

I'll let you go if you ask for mercy?

What do you count?

WOW!

The chain was pulled out again.

Woo woo woo!

Around the rolling wind, and even came the sound of wailing.

The spirit's face was full of pain and twisted.

After a while, under the gaze of Chu Yan and Lin miaoran, he knelt down, kowtowed to Chu Yan, raised his hand, pointed to himself, pointed to Chu Yan, and then pointed to the mountain behind him.

”He seems to have something to say.” Lin miaoran said after observing.

”Then I don't understand.” Chu Yan shook his head.

Ghosts and ghosts are all made of resentment. None of them is good.

This guy, in particular, dared to attack Lin miaoran just now.

Chu Yan sneered and suddenly burst into force.

Woo!

The power of the hellish monsoon suddenly increased, and the body of the ghost stretched continuously. There were cracks on the surface of the body, and it seemed that the next moment would be torn apart.

It seems that he knows that if he doesn't do something, he will be completely torn up by Chu Yan and will be doomed.

The ghost kowtowed more severely, and not only toward Chu Yan, but also turned to the mountain.

Chu Yan's eyes narrowed.