"No wonder I don't feel anything at all.
It seems to be completely numb."
Wang Jian thought to himself.
"Come out.
When my other soul comes back, I can still find you."
What does another soul mean?
A trace of doubt flashed across Wang Jian's face.
He slowly leaned against the wall and saw that his right hand was recovering rapidly.
In less than a minute, the injured arm had returned to its original shape.
The wound also slowly healed.
Wang Jian couldn't believe how fast I was.
He now had the urge to thank the God of Heaven.
If it hadn't been for that guy, his arm would have been useless.
Yang Yuhuan grinned: "If you don't come out, then you can continue to hide.
No matter where you escape, I can find you.
I forgot to tell you that I am the King of Ghosts and the King of Ghosts."
What Ghost King?
Suddenly, Wang Jian's face turned very pale, and his whole body started to tremble slightly.
He knows that the Ghost King is the most powerful among the resentful souls, and it is difficult for a Ghost King to appear among 100 million resentful souls.
The Ghost King can be said to be rarer than evil spirits, and many times more terrifying than evil spirits.
Wang Jian remembered the evil spirit Dianwei he had seen a few years ago.
That guy was already very powerful.
He had existed in this world for thousands of years, but Yang Guifei's resentful spirit only existed for more than a thousand years.
Why is it more powerful than Dian Wei?
"Boy, your death has come."
Yang Yuhuan said lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in the room.
The figure was a woman with long hair and a palace dress.
Her face was very delicate, but her face was pale.
And her lusterless eyes added to her terror and weirdness.
"I don't want this body anymore."
A faint voice came out of the mouth of the woman in palace clothes.
The next second, the middle-aged lady's body fell down, and a figure in white palace clothes slowly emerged from the middle-aged lady's body.
Walked out.
The two figures are exactly the same, both have long hair and white palace clothes, but one figure is holding the golden six-character jade pendant in his hand.
A strong sense of pressure made Wang Jian breathless.
His arms and body had recovered.
Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Wang Jian ducked and disappeared.
At this time, the two figures had merged together and turned into one figure, which was Yang Yuhuan's own soul.
Black anger kept coming out of her body, and her eyes had turned red.
She He quickly glanced around the room, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "Haha, did you escape?"
After Wang Jian ran out of the Chen family villa, he ran along the white cement road in the woods.
Beads of sweat covered his forehead and he murmured: "Damn, I don't know if I can escape this time."
The yin energy coming from behind gave Wang Jian an overwhelming feeling, like falling into an ice cellar, as if the surrounding temperature dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, I see you now."
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Yang Yuhuan's voice sounded in Wang Jian's ears.
To Wang Jian, it was no different from urging him to die.
Stopping suddenly, Wang Jian turned around and looked behind.
At this time, Yang Yuhuan was less than a hundred meters away from him.
Seeing Wang Jian stop, Yang Yuhuan was startled, and then sneered: "Why don't you run away?
Aren't you running very fast?"
"Calm down, you must calm down."
Wang Jian said silently in his heart.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect this hundredth soul with spiritual energy to be so powerful."
Yang Yuhuan slowly floated up, pointed at Wang Jian and said word by word: "It's a pity that no matter how powerful you are, you are not mine." opponent."
Wang Jian smiled and said: "Thousands of years of resentment have turned you into the king of ghosts.
This is really funny.
How deep is your resentment and obsession?"
"Boy, don't talk nonsense to me.
Tell me how you want to die."
Yang Yuhuan said in a cold voice.
Every word sounded in Wang Jian's ears like five thunders.
The shock caused Wang Jian's eardrums to hurt.
Fortunately, Wang Jian recovered.
The ability is very fast.
If you are an ordinary person, even if you are not deaf, you will be injured.
Damn, why does this guy speak so loudly?
Every word he speaks is like a tire exploding in his ear.
Wang Jian cursed in his heart.
He covered his ears with his hands and stared at Yang Yuhuan with his eyes.
"Hey, what do you think we have a grudge against?
Why do you want to kill me?
I told you, what are you talking about?"
That guy from Li Yu Perry is lying to you, I have only heard of resentful souls I have never heard of any resentful soul going to heaven to become a god.
Besides, there is no heaven as you mentioned.
Americans have already landed on the moon.
How come they haven’t seen Chang’e, Moon Rabbit and Wang Jian yet?
After saying that, he was interrupted by Yang Yuhuan: "That's enough."
I'm going to go, even if I can't say a few more words to delay the time, it seems I can only risk my life with her.
Wang Jian slowly took a few steps back and said with a smile, "We have something to talk about."
"I can't wait any longer," Yang Yuhuan roared, ducking towards Wang Jian.
Before she reached Wang Jian's side, the heavy resentment that came her way made Wang Jian unbearable.
"I'm going to kill you, uncle," Wang Jian cursed, and took out a whip ruler and slashed it at Yang Yuhuan.
A black-red light shot out from the whipping ruler and hit Yang Yuhuan straight.
"Get away" Yang Yuhuan slapped his hand on the light.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and black-red light exploded, then disappeared.
It's over.
A trace of despair flashed in Wang Jian's eyes.
What he didn't expect was that Yang Yuhuan's body suddenly paused, and then quickly retreated back.
This is what happened.
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Wang Jian felt as if he had been through hell.
Cold sweat had soaked his T-shirt.
As soon as Yang Yuhuan retreated, the overwhelming Yin Qi quickly dissipated.
Wang Jian felt that his chest felt more comfortable and he quickly took a few breaths of fresh air.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Yuhuan said, looking at the jade pendant in her hand, and then looked towards Wang Jian.
She was afraid that Wang Jian would escape.
Could it be that that guy Yu Perry asked her to stop?
Wang Jian guessed in his heart and said nothing.
A loud and thick voice reached Wang Jian's ears: "We meet again.
I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply, Tianming."
Then, the jade pendant in Yang Yuhuan's hand emitted a red light, and a black figure appeared.
In front of her.
This guy is the thing that was sealed by Yu Perry.
Why isn't it a strange beast?
He seemed to have called himself Tianming just now.
He wouldn't regard himself as the God of Tianming.
Wang Jian felt very speechless.
When "God" saw the black figure, Yang Yuhuan quickly knelt down.
The black figure gradually became clearer.
He was wearing a black robe and a golden mask on his face, which looked a little weird.
"Tianming, I thought you were sealed in the Burning God Prison by that guy Junxi and would never be able to escape.
I really didn't expect you
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