Wang Jian sneered and said: "Haha, you have never won before?"
In an instant, Wu Sanqing roared: "Boy, I'm going to make your life worse than death."
"It seems I was right."
Wang Jian grinned, and as he spoke, he moved his body, turned around and jumped forward.
A slight sound came from Wang Jian's neck.
Wang Jian's body froze and his eyes suddenly widened.
A large gash was opened on his neck.
The blood quickly stained his neck red, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.
Wang Jian covered his throat with his hands and collapsed on the ground.
"Hahaha, run, keep running," Wu Sanqing roared, and saw a figure stepping out of a bus parked by the road.
The figure was Wu Sanqing.
He was holding a razor in one hand and a scissors in the other.
There were also signs on the scissors.
There was a trace of blood, and he had just used scissors to slit Wang Jian's throat.
Wang Jian lowered his head, a hint of joking flashed in his eyes.
The moment his throat was slit, he did feel death coming.
The feeling of suffocation spread throughout his body, but the wound healed in an instant.
It seems that thanks to that guy from Tianming God, he refined his body, otherwise he would have died twice.
Wang Jian thought to himself.
"Do you feel like you are going to die?
Doesn't it feel so good?"
Wu Sanqing walked to Wang Jianjian and squatted down with a grin.
For Wang Jian, when the time came to test his acting skills, his body twitched violently and he made inarticulate sounds.
"Haha, boy, this is what you will get if you fight with me," Wu Sanqing said with a grin.
At this moment, Wang Jian stood up violently, and dozens of pale golden rays of light shot out from his hands, hitting Wu Sanqing.
Before Wu Sanqing could react, dozens of rays of pale golden light had already wrapped around his body, holding him tightly, unable to move.
"Boy," Wu Sanqing said with disbelief on his face.
Wang Jian stood up with a grin on his face and murmured: "The Seventy-Eighth Black Level Forbidden Technique" Wu Sanqing couldn't move at all for a while, and he screamed angrily.
Wang Jian touched his throat and said: "Haha, if it goes any deeper, I might be dead.
It's quite a cruel attack."
Seeing that Wang Jian's throat was fine and there was no wound at all, Wu Sanqing's eyes suddenly flashed with panic, and he shouted: "No, no, no, no" Wang Jian looked around and thought to himself, he had to hurry up and devour this guy.
Now that he was not in the mirror, he was more than enough to deal with him.
Suddenly, Wang Jian seemed to have thought of something, and said with a smile: "Wu Sanqing , let me ask you a question, maybe I can let you go."
Wu Sanqing's eyes flashed with coldness: "I won't answer you even if you say anything.
Anyway, I have already taken revenge.
I have already killed those guys, hahahahahaha."
Damn it, I haven’t asked yet.
Wang Jian couldn't help but cursed in his heart, and said with black lines on his face: "Forget it, I won't waste my time with you."
After saying that, his eyes turned into dark gold, and traces of white light emerged from his eyes.
He came out and wrapped Wu Sanqing directly.
There were more and more white lights like silk, and Wu Sanqing's resentful soul looked like a big egg.
This scene looked a bit weird.
Deep in Wang Jian's soul, the soul of Tianming Shen was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, dozing off.
Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked behind him with excitement.
A huge white object appeared behind him, and Wang Jian's three souls and seven souls quickly gathered next to the white object and began to devour the white object.
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God Tianming stood aside and stared blankly at this scene, with a face full of disbelief and said: "Evil spirits can also be captured."
In less than five minutes, the white object had been completely swallowed up by Wang Jian's three souls and seven souls, and Wang Jian's three souls and seven souls began to slowly come together, and finally turned into a round ball of light. floating in Wang Jian's mind.
"No, no," Tianming God roared, "Why, why, why is he, a little mortal, able to change the shape of his soul?
Why?"
Wang Jian opened his eyes, with a smile on his face.
Wang Jian had been preparing to find some powerful resentful souls to refine his soul.
What he didn't expect was that Wu Sanqing turned out to be an evil spirit.
Wu Sanqing's resentful soul allowed his soul to be refined directly to the top level of the Bright Eyes stage. , there is still a little bit left before his Heavenly Eye can enter the transcendental stage, and this time of refining, Wang Jian discovered another magical power of the Heavenly Eye, which can use the power of the soul to attack others or intimidate others.
Let's try the attack of this Heavenly Eye, Wang Jian thought to himself.
With a thought in his mind, a ray of light invisible to the naked eye shot out quickly from Wang Jian's eyes and hit the ground.
There was a loud "pop" and the entire ground exploded.
Wang Jian reacted instantly.
He jumped up to a height of six or seven meters, and then landed steadily on the ground.
Damn, he was so powerful.
Wang Jian tried to punch the ground.
"Pop!"
The ground cracked open.
Wang Jian found that his hand was fine and he didn't feel any pain at all.
For a moment, his heart was filled with excitement.
It seemed that not only his soul had been strengthened this time, but also all aspects of his body, such as strength and speed, had been improved.
In a flash, Wang Jian appeared on the roof of a building not far away.
Early the next morning, Wang Jian had returned to Jiangnan City with Green Card and others.
Wang Jian did not go to the Paranormal Investigation Bureau, nor did he go home.
Instead, he went to Nanhu Park.
Wang Jian has always been curious about the things in this lake.
Wang Jian wanted to find out about the haunted incident that once caused a sensation in Jiangnan City, the non-existent hospital, and what was sealed in the lake.
What Zhao Xueru and her brother said seemed to echo in Wang Jian's ears again: "Sister, we can win, as long as we release the sealed guy in Nanhu."
Arriving at Nanhu Park, Wang Jian was speechless.
Nanhu Park had been renovated by the government again.
The paths in the park were newly paved with cobblestones, the pavilions and benches were replaced with new ones, and a large group of people were standing in the square of the park.
The aunts and uncles were twisting their butts and dancing to "You are my little apple, little apple".
Not far away, there were some people fishing with fishing rods by the South Lake.
"How can I investigate when there are so many people cultivating this?"
Wang Jian was speechless, thinking that he would have to come over at night.
Suddenly, Wang Jian's eyes widened and his face became extremely ugly, because he saw an acquaintance standing not far away looking at him: