Overriding the Heaven Chapter 1595: Too cheap

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The first thousand five hundred and ninety-five chapters are too cheap

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

The cultivator of Ghost Killing Pavilion looked at Chu Yan at the moment, laughing wildly.

His face is full of pride and wanton.

But after a while, the expression on his face began to freeze.

Although the smile is still on the face, it looks far-fetched at this time.

Confusion and embarrassment began to surface.

Because not far ahead, although the blue flame is still burning, Chu Yan's body is motionless.

And there was not even a scream.

"Is it already dead?" After a while, the cultivator of Ghost Killing Pavilion couldn't help but think of this thought.

He pondered for a moment, a fierce glow appeared in his eyes, and his arm slammed.

A thick black chain, like a black python, shoots at Chu Yan with a clatter.

When the chain moved in the air, suddenly there was the sound of a flood.

The void all around was shaken, squeezed and folded, as if it was about to shatter in the next moment.

The chain flew in front of Chu Yan, turned it abruptly, and after a few crashes, it firmly bound Chu Yan.

And Chu Yan's body still hovered there motionless.

Not even the least resistance was made.

Seeing this scene, the cultivator of Ghost Killing Pavilion breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the moment he was struck by the Nine Dead Ghost Infant Thunder, he was already dead." He snorted coldly, looking at Chu Yan back and forth, "It's really cheap for you, otherwise, I Originally, I planned to make you...huh?"

Before speaking, the monk saw that the chain that bound Chu Yan suddenly moved.

Then the whole chain broke every inch.

Monster Ghost Killing Pavilion suddenly stopped breathing, and his eyes widened: "What about..."

Hula——

Immediately afterwards, the burning green flames were directly extinguished.

Chu Yan stood there unscathed, with no white eyes, looking at the Ghost Killing Pavilion cultivator faintly.

Although it was just a faint glance, it immediately made Monk Ghost Killing Pavilion's heartstrings tighten, and his internal organs twitched.

"This, how could this... Nine dead ghosts and infants..."

"What you said...is this..." Chu Yan raised his hand.

A black skull, the size of an adult's fist, was tossed in his palm at the moment.

Although it is impossible for the skull to make an expression, at this moment, Ghost Killing Pavilion can clearly feel that the resentment and the ghost in the skull are trembling, fearful, and afraid.

"..." His face suddenly turned blue and white.

The corners of Chu Yan's mouth curled up, revealing a mocking smile, and when the skull fell back into the palm of his hand, he held his five fingers together.

Crack--

With a desperate scream from the void, the skull was crushed to pieces, exploded into powder, and frustrated.

"What...broken...thing...being...baby..."

Brother Ghost Killing Pavilion: "..."

Seeing the other party with a voice full of disgust, crushing the remaining nine skulls one by one, the dust was lifted into the air, the heart of the ghost killing pavilion, little by little, sank to the bottom, only feeling the whole body The blood was solidified at this moment, and his hands and feet became cold.

Not only because the opponent suddenly became ten or a hundred times stronger at this moment, but also because in the process, he tried to contact the Nine Dead Ghost Ying Lei and recalled the opponent, but he could not get the slightest response.

The opponent stood there, just aura, cutting off the connection between himself and the magic weapon!

"Who are you...?" Brother Ghost Killing Pavilion only felt that his throat was dry. After swallowing hard, he asked in a hoarse voice.

Although I know that I should not give up, with my own ability, it is possible to escape.

But he didn't know why, the desperate thoughts, at this moment, seemed to be like a tide, and they kept pouring into his heart, and they couldn't stop it.

The other party just stood there, but the terrifying oppressive force, like the ancient god, made him feel that his soul would be crushed into pieces of paper.

In an instant, the sweat soaked the robe on his body.

Every time I breathe, my chest seems to be pressed against a mountain, which is extremely difficult.

However, the cultivator of the Ghost Killing Pavilion is still struggling to support it at this time.

Even if the sweat was flowing into the eyes at this moment, making the eyes sting so much, he also looked at Chu Yan, wondering how Chu Yan did it.

"You...not worthy...know..."

Boom!

When a sentence fell, Chu Yan took a step forward.

At this moment, the mountains and rivers are shaking, the sun and the moon are shaking, and the sky is full of stars, all of which will crash.

In an instant, Chu Yan arrived in front of the Ghost Killing Pavilion: "I ask you...a...question..."

"Wh, what?" Brother Ghost Killing Pavilion shivered.

If this scene were seen by any monk at this moment, it would be absolutely incredible.

A monk with three levels of heaven and mind, in front of a monk with one level and one level of mind, is as weak as a white rabbit.

"How much...how am I worth..."

"Huh?" The Ghost Killing Pavilion stunned for a moment before realizing what the other party wanted to ask.

But this time, this guy asked what this guy did!

Although I thought so in my heart, Brother Ghost Killing Pavilion did not dare to speak.

His face was pale, he raised a hand tremblingly, and raised a finger.

"One hundred million...Lingshi...um..." Chu Yan frowned.

Monster Ghost Killing Pavilion shuddered and almost fell from mid-air.

What's the joke, one hundred million spirit stones, even if you invite a monk from the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm, it is more than enough!

Chu Yan saw the clue from the other's fleeting expression.

His eyes narrowed slightly: "Ten thousand... ten thousand... Lingshi..."

Ten times less, this person's mood suddenly became unwell.

The Brother Ghost Killing Pavilion also noticed Chu Yan's dissatisfaction.

But ten million is really not a small number.

In the Ghost Killing Pavilion, ten million Lingshi is the lowest price for the Purple Mansion Realm.

But, but, you are only in a high state of mind, how can you not take the turn of the purple mansion realm-thinking of this, the cultivator of the ghost killing pavilion wants to cry.

Looking at the other's deformed facial features, two big tears were shouting in his eyes, and the coldness in His Highness Chu's eyes, like a biting cold wind, almost frozen the surrounding hundreds of miles.

The sky was originally clear and clear at this moment. At this moment, the clouds were densely covered with heavy lead-grey clouds, and the heavy clouds were weighed down, giving people a sense of despair that the sky would collapse.

"Only...one million..." Chu Yan's dissatisfaction at the moment, I am afraid that an idiot can feel it.

Although he knew that admitting it would directly ignite the dissatisfaction and anger accumulated by the other party, under the oppressive gaze of Chu Yan, the cultivator of Ghost Killing Pavilion did not dare to lie at all.

When two lines of tears finally flowed down, he nodded.

Then Chu Yan's hand was pressed on his head.

The five fingers are like a mountain, instantly making this Ghost Killing Pavilion monk feel that the sun and the moon are upside down and the five elements are in disorder.

"Too...cheap..."

Huh!

Suddenly, the cultivator of Ghost Killing Pavilion, like a meteor hammer, was thrown directly in the air by Chu Yan.