Chapter 855: Irritated

Seeing that Chu Yan had no fear and continued to shoot at himself, the eyes of the dead soul were instantly rounded and enlarged.
The resentment and hatred of the eyes almost turned into a real flame at this moment.
"I can kill even the Purple Mansion, you are just a little dead soul who was hooked out of the gate of hell, why do you ..."
"Little ghost?"
Chu Yan, who had been very cold before, seemed to be ignited at this moment, and roared out, "How dare you call me a little ghost?"
boom!
A wave of air, like a surging giant wave, erupted from Chu Yanshen.
The waxy hard shells covering them at this moment were even clicking and cracking.
The soul was forced by the momentum, and all of a sudden was scared.
How did this guy react so much?
Why is he so angry?
Did I say something wrong?
Wraith Heart questioned for three consecutive times.
"I let you know who is the youngest! Little! Dead! Soul!"
The answer was Chu Yan's roar.
His anger, like boiling water, rushed to the soul.
With five fingers in his claws, he grabbed it suddenly.
The dead soul first felt a sudden, and then felt a sharp pain coming from the chest.
Blood red eyes revealed all kinds of incredible, bowed his head.
Suddenly, he saw his chest and was penetrated by the other party.
At this moment, Chu Yan's arm fell into its chest with his elbows.
"This, how is this possible ... I, but I am a ghost ..." The ghost spoke at the moment, stuttering.
The old voice suddenly became sharp.
Chu Yan's eyes flashed a fierce mang.
Obviously, his anger is far from being vented.
"It kills the soul!"
The other arm waved violently.
Bang!
The surface of Chu Yan's arm instantly condensed a yellow-green light.
This yellow-green light instantly turned into a huge sickle.
The sickle was wrapped around the chain.
The chains were chained with skulls.
At this moment these skeletons opened their mouths, screaming and growling sharply.
"what is this!"
The Wraith screamed.
Although I don't know where the sickle came from, at this time it felt the breathless fear from the sickle surface.
This breath is like a beast of flood, and it will be swallowed up the next moment.
The undead want to struggle and escape.
But the chest was pierced and it couldn't move at all.
"Do not--"
With a sharp hissing, the ghost could only watch the sickle cut to itself severely, alas, in a moment, it was torn into dozens of pieces like a piece of paper.
And this has not stopped.
After all, the undead have no substance.
This way of letting ordinary people die is not enough to annihilate souls.
And Chu Yan's means obviously did not end.
He took a step forward, grabbing with five fingers.
These creepy undead shards could not move immediately, they could only hover in place and slowly creep.
"Hey, little ghost?"
Chu Yan made a disdainful sound from his nose, and his palm trembled.
A wailing sound came from the depths of the void as the undead shard exploded into smoke.
In this sorrow, with endless unwillingness, regret, despair.
But this does not prevent it from being killed in such an incompetent situation.
Looking at the smoke, Chu Yan's dark eyes flashed a strange sheen.
He leaned forward slightly, closed his eyes, and sniffed deeply into the smoke.
Suddenly, in the midst of the smoke, two turquoise light rays, like light smoke, floated out and penetrated into his nostrils.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Yan stood, not moving for a long time, with a look of intoxication on his face.
"It's really-nostalgic, second time, it's much better."
With a sigh, Chu Yan opened his eyes.
At this time, his body was stunned, but quickly stood firm.
At the same time, his eyes were dark like ink, and there was a wave of ripples.
"Can you bear this body? Really ... Really ..." After thinking about it for a while, Chu Yan could not help cursing, "How can it be so bad!"
That being said, he managed to straighten up.
"But I can't go back yet."
As the voice dropped, he stretched his fingers and bounced against the waxy wall beside him.
Crackling!
Suddenly, the "egg shell" that trapped him inside shattered and peeled off.
Prior to this, Lin Miaoran almost tried his best to leave no trace of a mark on his face.
"Chu Yan!"
Seeing that Chu Yan came out alone, Lin Miaoran was suddenly surprised and happy.
Her heart was seven or eight.
Because she was just blocked out, she had no idea what was going on inside the "egg shell".
But now seeing Chu Yan appear unharmed, she was so excited that she didn't know what language to use to describe it.
But soon, Lin Miaoran discovered that Chu Yan was wrong.
Chu Yan's temperament has changed significantly from before.
The past Chu Yan, although also arrogant, is not the arrogance of the nostrils, more, but also the flying spirit, and the calmness that makes people feel at ease.
But at this moment, Chu Yan's whole body exudes a terrifying breath.
He seemed to have thorns all over his body, showing his sharp edge, no matter who provoked him, he had to step on the other side of his feet.
This situation has never happened in Chu Yan.
The next moment, Lin Miaoran also noticed Chu Yan's dark pupil.
The original surprised expression freezes on the face, and then fades away.
Instead, Lin Miaoran's face was wary.
She clenched Qiushuijian, stepped back, and asked tentatively, "Chu Yan?"
Chu Yan paused and turned to look at her.
Lin Miaoran's heart tightened.
The darkened eyes of the other side seemed to be a big hand, which strangled her throat instantly, making her unable to breathe.
At this moment, Lin Miaoran was tense, and his scalp was numb.
Qiushuijian of the hand, instinctively pointed towards Chu Yan.
"Who are you!" Lin Miaoran's voice trembled once.
If the person in front of her at this moment is the utterance that the soul has occupied the body, she will definitely not accept it.
Chu Yan only glanced at her, but didn't respond at all. She quickly turned her head, and looked at the throne of the bone bone not far away.
Squinting his eyes, Chu Yan walked towards the Throne of Bone.
"Who are you! What happened to Chu Yan!" Lin Miaoran held back his inner fear and asked, stepping forward.
Chu Yan ignored her at all, as if she hadn't heard Lin Miaoran's words at all. After a while, she walked to the throne of the bone bone.
The skull of the Bone Throne opened his mouth at this moment and looked at him as if he was silently mourning.
Chu Yan sneered in the nostril.
The next moment, he raised his fist and fell.
The power of a punch, such as a meteorite hit the ground.
boom!
The Bone Throne exploded instantly and was torn apart.