Chapter 840

"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.

This ghost seems to be saying that it appears here, which means dog god mountain.

But - so what?

Who told you that you were just going to fight Lin miaoran.

Seeing that Chu Yan didn't stop, the ghost suddenly waved his arm to one side.

A slight roar, not far from Chu Yan and Lin miaoran, the snow subsided, revealing several corpses lying there.

Mummies are not the most noticeable.

Most because of the attention, is the body of the mummy of pearly.

That's the luster of magic weapon!

If you carry a magic weapon on your body, these mummies were at least monks of Diyuan realm before they died!

The meaning of the ghost was immediately clear: I came to deliver the treasure to you on the order of dog holy mountain.

"Oh." Chu Yan nodded to the ghost, "please."

Voice down, a pull chain.

Whoa!

Hell monsoon suddenly a roll, immediately tear this ghost to pieces.

"It's a pity you've provoked me."

Chu Yan's expressionless face swept the empty void and led Lin miaoran to the mummies.

These corpses have been dead for many years. The water on them has been gone for a long time, and now there are only skin and bone dead bodies.

Chu Yan had never seen their clothes before, so there was no way to judge their origin.

But Chu Yan is very interested in their magic weapon.

Every magic weapon must be at least a magic weapon.

Chu Yan waved the eight wasteland halberd to kill the gods, and these corpses rolled to one side. Their storage bags and scattered spirit tools all fell at Chu Yan's feet.

"Chu Yan, can these be moved?" Lin miaoran hesitated.

"Dog god mountain gave it to me. Of course you can take it." Chu Yan said.

"But --" Lin miaoran blinked, "why does the dog god mountain send a ghost, and then point out the location of these treasures to us."

Chu Yan's eyes flashed a touch of fine awn, but he said: "it's not very clear, but since it's given to us, we'll take it first.

After all, if we want to practice in the dog god mountain, it is not enough to rely on the resources we carry. "

This is what Chu Yan told Lin miaoran because he was afraid of the other party's worry.

As for the real reason, Chu Yan has guessed about it.

Now, we are just using each other.

The spirit tools that fall at Chu Yan's feet are all weapons.

However, the state of Chu Yan and Lin miaoran can't be used, but it can't stop Chu Yan from putting them into his own storage bag.

After all, Lingqi is a magic weapon that can only be used in the realm of earth and mind.

Compared with the rarity of the monks in ningmaijing, these magic weapons can definitely be regarded as a lot of wealth.

Moreover, Chu Yan believed that the artifacts he saw at the moment were just a drop in the bucket of all the artifacts left in canshen mountain.

The real good goods haven't appeared yet.

After putting away these spirit tools for a while, Chu Yan looked at the three storage bags on the ground.

Probably because of the age, the original pattern on the storage bag has changed color.

The ban on the sealing of storage bags has long been ineffective.

Chu Yan opened one of the storage bags just like an ordinary bag.

Suddenly, a blue light came out of the storage bag.

The rich aura made Chu Yan slightly surprised: "spirit stone!"

But when Chu Yan poured out the things in the storage bag, he found that he thought too simply before.