Chapter 2492 (1/2)

Chu Yan is particularly curious about this!

Seeing this, the ghost saint's face sank.

It seems that this boy can turn the world upside down outside. If he really has some skills, his own army of the dead didn't work. He couldn't even stop Chu Yan's footsteps.

”In the end, I'll do it myself.” the ghost saint's face sank.

He has been buried in the ghost tomb for many years and experienced thousands of disasters. He has forgotten how long the noumenon has not been serious.

I never expected to do it for a human friar today.

However, it doesn't hurt. Anyway, after killing Chu Yan and absorbing his blood, he can be successful and truly complete!

Then, the ghost Saint stepped out.

As he took this step, the disasters he had endured were attached to him with a subtle force.

When people live for a lifetime, there are countless disasters, not to mention thousands of ghosts and saints. The accumulated disaster power has reached a degree of collapse.

It's just a manifestation. Thousands of miles around the ghost saint, the five elements collapse, heaven and earth disappear, and even heaven and earth are seriously distorted.

At this moment, Qianjie ghost Saint seemed to be the only master between heaven and earth.

He said that if there is light, there must be light!

Hiss!

Qianjie ghost holy five fingers into claws and grabbed Chu Yan.

With a hiss, the whole heaven and earth, the whole time and space were caught by the ghost saint.

Chu Yan stood still, his eyebrows were bright, and the sword light came up like the water of a river, directly penetrating the palm of Qianjie ghost saint.

Poop poop!

Chu Yan mercilessly blasted the palm of Qianjie ghost Saint into a sieve, bleeding like a flood.

Thousands of ghosts and saints don't change their look. When the forces of disaster gather in the palm of their hand, they will recover as before.

But Chu Yan's strength made him frown.

The attack of Qianjie ghost saint can even easily kill the true disciple of the God of death Wuzong.

He has done such things, and more than once.

However, Chu Yan broke his blow. This son has great terror and secrets.

However, the holy calendar of thousands of ghosts has been robbed for thousands of generations. He has seen and encountered more disasters. It's just Chu Yan. Why be afraid!

”The rotation of a hundred generations!” Chu Yan felt unreal in all directions as the ghost saint of Qianjie shook his arms and shouted.

Chu Yan became a monk and an ancient Buddha with green lanterns.

Chu Yan became the emperor and the king came to the world.

Chu Yan became a merchant, rich and invincible.

Chu Yan seems to be experiencing different reincarnation again and again.

In a trance, even monks will lose themselves. They don't know who is who and whether I am me.

If I were me, who am I?

Thousands of ghost saints came out and crossed thousands of miles. They would fall in the eyebrows of Chu Yan and seize the young man's head.

He wants to draw blood from the celestial cover of Chu Yan until Chu Yan becomes a dead bone.

Whew!

However, when the palm of Qianjie ghost saint was three inches away from Chu Yan, an invincible sword light burst out from the center of the youth's eyebrows.