Chapter 855 (1/2)
Seeing that Chu Yan had no fear, he continued to shoot at himself. The two pupils of the dead suddenly became round and big.
The resentment and hatred in the eyes almost turned into a real flame and spewed out at the moment.
”I can kill even the purple mansion. You're just a little ghost hooked by me in the gate of hell. Why do you...”
”Little ghost?”
Chu Yan, who had been very cold before, seemed to be ignited at this moment. He roared out: ”how dare you call me a little ghost?”
Boom!
A wave of air, like a raging wave, broke out from Chu Yan.
At the moment, the waxy hard shell that enveloped them all cracked.
The spirits of the dead were forced by the momentum, and all of a sudden they were a little scared.
How can this guy react so much?
Why is he so angry?
Did I say something wrong?
There are three questions in the soul of the dead.
”I'll let you know who's the little one! Small! Die! Soul
It was Chu Yan's roar that answered it.
His anger, like pouring boiling oil with boiling water, rushed to the dead in an instant.
Five fingers into claws, a sudden grasp.
The soul of the dead was stunned, and immediately felt a sharp pain coming from his chest.
The blood red eye bead reveals all sorts of inconceivable, lowers the head.
All of a sudden, he saw his chest and was pierced by the other side.
At the moment, Chu Yan's arm, even elbow, fell into his chest.
”This, how can this be... I, I am the soul of the dead...” the soul of the dead stammered at the moment.
The old voice, for a moment, became sharp.
A fierce light flashed in Chu Yan's eyes.
Obviously, his anger is far from venting.
”It's the dead that you kill!”
The other arm swings violently.
Boom!
On the surface of Chu Yan's arm, a yellow green light suddenly condenses.
In a flash, the yellow green light turned into a huge sickle.
The sickle was entangled in the chain.
There are skeletons on the chain.
At this moment, the skeletons opened their mouths and let out a sharp roar and roar.
”What is this?”
The dead screamed.
Although I don't know where the scythe came from, at this time, it felt the extremely ferocious and terrible breath from the scythe.
This breath is like a raging beast, which will be swallowed up in the next moment.
The dead want to struggle, want to escape.
But the chest was pierced and it couldn't move at all.
”No”
In the sharp howl, the dead can only watch the scythe slash on themselves, Shua Shua Shua. In an instant, it is like a piece of paper, torn into dozens of pieces.
And that hasn't stopped.
After all, there is no entity in the soul itself.
This way of making ordinary people die is not enough to annihilate the dead.
And Chu Yan's means obviously did not end.
He took a step forward and grabbed with his fingers in the air.
These wriggling fragments of the dead can't move immediately, they can only hover in place and wriggle slowly.
”Hey, little ghost?”
Chu Yan made a disdainful sound from his nose, and his palm was shocked.
A wail came from the depth of the void as the fragments of the dead exploded into smoke.