Chapter 855

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.

In this wailing, with endless unwilling, regret, despair.

But none of this can prevent it from being killed in such a situation of no resistance.

Looking at the smoke, Chu Yan's dark eyes flashed a trace of demonic luster.

He leaned forward slightly, closed his eyes and sniffed deeply at the smoke.

Suddenly, in the smoke, two green hazes, like light smoke, floated out and penetrated his nostrils.

With a deep breath, Chu Yan stood still for a long time, with an intoxicated look on his face.

"It's really - it's so nostalgic. It's much better than the last one."

With a sigh, Chu Yan opened his eyes.

At this moment, his body faltered, but he soon stood firm.

At the same time, his eyes as dark as ink, also appeared a ripple like sloshing.

"Is this body going to be unbearable? It's really... It's really... "After thinking for a while, Chu Yan couldn't help scolding," how can it be so bad! "

Having said that, he tried to straighten up.

"But I can't go back yet."

As his voice fell, he reached out his finger and flicked it at the waxy wall beside him.

Crackle!

All of a sudden, the "eggshell" that trapped him in it broke and peeled off.

But before that, Lin miaoran almost tried his best to leave even a little impression on it.

"Chu Yan!"

Seeing Chu Yan come out alone, Lin miaoran is surprised and happy.

Her heart was full of ups and downs.

Because she was just blocked out, she didn't know the specific situation inside the "eggshell".

But now see Chu Yan safe and sound came out, the excitement in her heart, don't know what language to use to describe.

But soon, Lin miaoran found out something wrong with Chu Yan.

The temperament of Chu Yan has changed obviously.

In the past, Chu Yan was also arrogant, but it was not arrogant. More importantly, he had a flying look and reassuring calmness. He always felt that everything was under control.

But at the moment, Chu Yan's whole body exudes a terrible and rebellious atmosphere.

He is like the whole body is stabbed, sharp, no matter who has not provoked him, he will step on the other side in general.

This kind of situation never happened to Chu Yan.

The next moment, Lin miaoran also noticed the dark pupil of Chu Yan.

The original surprise expression, solidified in the face, and then gradually faded.

Instead, Lin miaoran's face was alert.

Holding the autumn water sword tightly, she stepped back and asked tentatively, "Chu Yan?"

Chu Yan stopped for a moment and turned to look at her.

Lin miaoran's heart tightened.

The other side's dark eyes, like a big hand, caught her throat in an instant and made her unable to breathe.

At this moment, Lin miaoran's whole body was tense and his scalp was numb.

The autumn water sword in hand, instinctively pointed to the past toward Chu Yan.

"Who are you?" Lin miaoran's voice, with a shiver.

If the person in front of her at the moment is Chu Yan who is occupied by the dead, she can't accept it.

But Chu Yan just looked at her, and there was no response at all. He soon turned his head and looked at the white bone throne not far away.

Squinting, Chu Yan steps toward the white bone throne.

"Who are you! What have you done to Chu Yan? " Lin miaoran forced his inner fear and stepped forward to drink and asked.

Chu Yan didn't pay attention to her at all. It seemed that he didn't hear Lin miaoran's words at all. After a moment, he went to the white bone throne.

The skulls on the throne of bones, now open their mouths to him, as if they were making a silent wail.

Chu Yan sneered scornfully in his nostrils.

The next moment, raise your fist and drop it.

The power of a blow is like a meteorite hitting the ground.

Boom!

The throne of bones burst open in an instant and fell apart.