Chapter 1700： Behind the Little Heavenly Master (72)

Chapter 1700 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (72)

Yu Mo moved to indifference to see him, a pair of **** sputum abnormal infiltration.

He said: "What is your body used?"

I have never seen a person's body so strange.

The neck was broken halfway, and no blood flowed out.

What is even more frightening is that the trachea can be seen, and Yu Sanqian can still speak.

This kind of evil law is sure to hurt the world.

Yu San moved to sneer. "You may have forgotten. Before you died, I cut a hair."

Yu Mo moved to silence, he was remembering things at that time.

It’s too confusing, it’s not clear.

But his body, hair is short and true.

What can his hair do?

Yu Sanqian: "You are a pure yang body, and your hair has a lot of pure yang. I use your hair to capture a lot of ghosts, and then weaving it into a net that binds to anger and sews in our own body. ""

The consequence of this is that he can continue to grieve and keep the body young.

But it is also very painful.

Because the yang is not enough, causing resentment to kill each other, it is very unbearable.

Yu Moqian: "..."

Think of your hair on this guy.

not feeling well.

A bit disgusting.

Yu Mo moved to reach out and cut his neck.

I intend to take out the hair on his body and burn it.

Yu San moved to face up. "Do you think you can kill me? Dreaming, I can kill you a hundred years ago. Today I can still."

Yu Moqian did not speak, he could not speak.

He is almost unable to hold the mahogany sword.

Once the hand is released, or the wrist disappears, the mahogany sword will kill her completely.

A little bit, the ghost formed a sharp edge that split the neck of Yu Moqian.

Just when there is a layer of skin left in the neck.

The resentment of the soul is coming out from the neck of Yu Sanqian.

The black gas transpiration makes Yu Sanqian look even more terrible.

He sneered, and suddenly pulled off the jade of his waist, and Yu Pei rang.

Yu Mo moved his hand and the head shell was severely painful.

He was so weak that the mahogany sword in his hand was loose, and the sword glowed golden, smashing into the body of Mo Mou.

His body began to scatter into light spots.

Yu Mo’s eyes are dull and dull, like glass beads that have lost their vitality.

His hand disappeared.

The body is beginning to disappear.

Yu San moved to laugh. "What is the body of pure yang? It is not the ants in my hand. I found a pure yang body. Just kill her and integrate her flesh and blood into my body. I It will be completely eternal."

It is the flesh and blood of the true pure yang body.

Not a hair.

With so much pure yang, he can definitely overwhelm the grievances of ghosts.

Then he will not suffer any pain.

Yu Mo moved his eyes and his eyes were full of killing.

But this is his last anger.

He thought of Bai Weiwei, this is his last obsession.

She is in danger.

But he can't do anything about it.

This obsession is deeply rooted in his heart.

In the empty air, he completely disappeared.

Some of the souls of the uncontrollable entity have already reached the front yard.

There is also access to the hall.

The soul of the entity is terrible, and it stumbles like a zombie. The face is gray and the eyes are prominent. The nails of the fingers are black and long.

The cousin also argued with the three uncles, "What are the feudal things we should all eliminate, and it is useful to keep so many useless rituals."

San Shugong: "Some useful, can prevent ghosts from entering."

(End of this chapter)