Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1725 The spirit behind the little celestial master (72)

  Yu Moqian looked at him indifferently, his blood pupils were extremely piercing.

  He said: "What did your body use?"

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

  The neck was broken in half, and no blood flowed out.

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

  This kind of evil method must be harmful to nature and reason.

  Yu Sanqian sneered, "You may have forgotten that before you died, I cut off a bunch of hair."

  Yu Moqian was silent, he was recalling what happened at that time.

   It's too confusing, I can't remember clearly.

   But his body, the hair is really short.

   What can he do with his hair?

Yu Sanqian: "You are a body of pure yang, and your hair also has a lot of pure yang energy. I used your hair to capture the souls of many ghosts, and then weaved them into a net that restrains anger and sewed them into my body. .”

  The consequence of this is that he can continue to pass through resentment and keep his body young.

   But it was also painful.

  It is very unbearable when resentment kills each other due to insufficient yang energy.

  Yu Moqian: "..."

   Thinking of own hair on this guy.

not feeling well.

   Kind of gross.

  Yu Moqian stretched out his hand to break his neck.

   planned to pull out the hair on his body and burn it.

  Yu Sanqian turned grim, "You think you can kill me? Just dream, I could kill you a hundred years ago, and I can still do it today."

  Yu Moqian didn't speak, and he couldn't speak either.

  He was almost unable to hold the mahogany sword.

  Once she lets go, or her wrist disappears, the peach wood sword will kill her completely.

   Little by little, the ghost energy formed a sharp blade and cut Yu Moqian's neck.

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

  The resentment of a wronged soul emerged from Yu Sanqian's neck.

  The black air was rising, making Yu Sanqian look even more terrifying.

  He sneered, and suddenly tore off the jade pendant around his waist, and the jade pendant made a sound.

  Yu Moqian shook his hands, and his skull ached sharply.

  He was exhausted, the peach wood sword in his hand loosened, the sword glowed with golden light, and pierced hard into Yu Moqian's body.

  His body began to disintegrate into points of light.

  Yu Moqian's pupils were dim and dull, like glass beads that had lost their vitality.

  His hand, disappeared.

  The body also started to disappear.

Yu Sanqian laughed loudly, "What are you with a pure yang body? You are not an ant in my hand. I found another pure yang body. As long as I kill her and integrate her flesh and blood into my body, I will live forever.”

   is the real flesh and blood of a pure Yang body.

   instead of a handful of hair.

  With so much pure yang energy, he will definitely be able to completely overwhelm the ghost's resentment.

   Then he wouldn't suffer any pain.

  Yu Moqian's eyes widened, pupils full of murderous intent.

   But this was the last of his anger.

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

  She is in danger.

   But he was helpless.

   This obsession is deeply rooted in his heart.

  In the empty air, he completely disappeared.

   Some of the souls who lost control and carried the entity have already broken into the front yard.

   There are also those who enter the lobby.

  The ghost of the entity is extremely terrifying, stumbling like a zombie, with a gray face, protruding pupils, and long black and long fingernails.

  The cousin was still arguing with the third uncle, "We should get rid of all these feudal things, and what's the use of keeping so many useless rituals."

  Third Uncle: "It's useful, it can prevent ghosts from entering."

  (end of this chapter)