The ghost energy soars into the sky, and the wronged souls are vast.

The injustice behind Chen Xuejian is millions, tens of millions, and even billions of people.

Although Wang Kui is fierce, compared with him, it is fireflies and bright moon competing for light, which is not worth mentioning.

"This is impossible, this is impossible!"

Wang Kui was trembling all over, unable to believe it, and even more unable to accept what was happening in front of him.

"My God!"

You Xiaozhi rolled away from Chen Xuejian, turned his head, was frightened and cursed in a trembling voice: "Your mother, you are the bad guy, you...you...how bad are you?"

If Wang Kui is the murderous demon king, Chen Xuejian is the devil who destroys the world.

"this……"

Zhao Qingwu also had a pale face. He could not imagine that he had been walking with a murderer for so long.

Liang Yiling widened her eyes and shook her head slightly: "Impossible, I don't believe it. He can't be a murderer, it can't be!"

She remembered that Chen Xuejian had been protecting her because of a verbal agreement, and also remembered that Chen Xuejian stood up at a critical moment, and even more so when he almost killed himself because of a secret exposure, he finally let him go.

Such a person cannot be a murderer in any case.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Wang Kui also didn't believe it, his eyes were about to break: "You are only so old, how could you kill so many people?"

"Yes! Impossible!"

As if she was awakened, Liang Yiling's eyes lit up.

This zombie has 100,000 unjust souls, and Chen Xuejian's unjust souls are a hundred times more than him.

Even if there are only 100 million unjust souls, a person in his twenties or less than thirty years old will have to kill ten thousand people every day.

Such people, whether in ancient times or in modern times, are not famous all over the world or not, but they will definitely be brought to justice.

But I have never heard of similar news, how could this situation happen?

"If you make a mistake, you must be wrong! If you make a mistake, you will all be fake!"

Wang Kui roared and slapped his palm. The corpse energy was so strong that 100,000 unjust souls appeared together, and they were as concave as the vast river of heaven, and they went to kill Chen Xuejian.

Chen Xuejian's eyes were red, like the light of the sun and the moon, and now he was still motionless.

When a hundred thousand evil souls hit a foot in front of him, they were bitten away by hundreds of millions of evil souls and ran around.

In the evil spirit condensed formation, evil spirit and karma are power, both offense and defense, and these unjust souls can automatically defend without him controlling them.

The 100,000 scattered souls hit everyone and told them that this was a real evil spirit and karma.

At this moment, Chen Xuejian's mind was not here at all. His ears, hearts and minds were filled with painful wails and shrill crying.

"Chen Xuejian, there are more than 600,000 people, all of them were burned to death by you. How could you do it?"

"Chen Xuejian, you killed eight million people in the southern Chu State by you using the formation, and didn't leave a single living mouth. Why are you so vicious?"

"Chen Xuejian, we no longer dare to be enemies with you, why do we have to kill you all?"

"Chen Xuejian, this war started because of your own selfish desires has killed hundreds of millions of people. What exactly do you want to do?"

"Chen Xuejian...Chen Xuejian...Chen Xuejian..."

"Give me back my life, come back my life..."

He kept hearing his name being asked, and saw someone pointing at his nose and scolding, many, many, overlapping, like phantoms, and it was hard to see clearly.

Until the end, I saw a woman with pear blossoms in the rain and looked at him with a sad face: "No, it shouldn't be like this. Do you really want to destroy this world?"

This time, Chen Xuejian finally heard himself speak: "How has this world been friendly to me?"

"boom!"

It seemed as if the world collapsed, the phantom dissipated, and Chen Xuejian returned to reality.

The soul of the wronged was vast, roaring at the world, with a hot eyebrows, and an inch-long sword heart emerged.

"Invincible in the world!"

In an instant, Chen Xuejian felt this way in his heart.

"impossible!"

Wang Kui, who was almost collapsed, urged his strength to kill him again. The corpse energy was surging, as if it was about to turn into a country of death.

This kind of power is as You Xiaozhi said. Before the sudden changes in natural disasters, especially in this evil spirit formation, even a normal strong man in the Seventeen Yuantian can fight.

However, this does not include Chen Xuejian, who is carrying hundreds of millions of unjust souls.

Billions of wronged souls are the power, and thousands of years of swordsmanship are the heart.

At this moment, Chen Xuejian's strength was immeasurable. Wang Kui, who had fought with all his strength, was as ridiculous as a moth that was blowing into fire in his eyes.

With a casual point, the ghost energy swept across and instantly defeated all Wang Kui's power.

Destroyed and destroyed all the attachments on his body, although he did not kill him directly, but he seriously injured him and destroyed all the attachments on his body.

In one breath, Wang Kui instantly turned from a majestic general wearing military armor to a naked mummy.

"Your mom, a trumpet flower!"

You Xiaozhi immediately turned his head and said, "Dried radishes, it's so irritating!"

"Ao!"

Wang Kui roared, but he was helpless. Seeing that something was wrong, he roared and blew his palm to the side.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, blood light filled with green light, just like the world was broken.

When the blood and green light disappeared, the formation collapsed and everyone returned to the tomb.

After looking carefully, I found that Wang Kui was no longer able to see any trace, and the blood-colored ball had disappeared, but there was a big hole on the ground.

The diameter is about two meters, quite large, deep and unknown, and there is no way to where it leads.

Without the blessing of the formation, the ghost energy dissipated and a sense of powerlessness surged, and Chen Xuejian sat on the ground.

"you……"

You Xiaozhi wanted to ask if there was anything wrong, but when he remembered the billions of unjust souls just now, he rolled his throat and finally didn't dare to come over.

Zhao Qingwu was watching outside but didn't dare to come over. Wang Yifeng and others looked at him like monsters.

Liang Yiling crawled back, hesitated for a while before asking, "You are not in good health? No, no..."

Chen Xuejian knew what she wanted to ask, and Xiaoxiao: "It shouldn't be a zombie!"

Liang Yiling wanted to speak but stopped, but finally didn't ask.

"I want to ask why I have so many unjust souls, right?"

Chen Xuejian sighed: "To be honest, I don't even know it myself!"

In my own clip, I not only killed many people, but was simply a butcher. I am afraid that even the slaughter of Bai Qi is not as good as myself.

But he himself didn't remember what happened at all, and he didn't know why he killed so many people.

Just because that world is not friendly to me?

Chen Xuejian also felt that this reason was too far-fetched. He should not have to take revenge on people in society because of a little grievance.

"I believe in you!"

Liang Yiling nodded: "I don't believe you are the murderer!"

"I believe you, a trumpet flower!"

You Xiaozhi seemed to have figured out something suddenly, laughed loudly, no longer as scared as before.

"Brother! Let me tell you a letter!"

He then shook his eyebrows at Chen Xuejian and asked softly.

"How many times do you have to fly a day to get these millions of unjust souls?"
Chapter completed!