1179 Every Ghostly Cultivator Is A Messenger Of The Dead

When his father saw that he had become the target of his mother’s hatred, he couldn’t bear to see him suffer, so he brought him to the War God Clan. In the end, he relied on his outstanding performance to become Zhan Jiuxiao’s disciple and was even chosen by Zhan Jiuxiao to become the son-in-law of the War God Clan.

Zhan Wuya hated his mother for being indiscriminately biased towards his brother.

But at the same time, Zhan Wuya felt guilty towards his brother.

He didn’t believe that his brother had been jinxed to death by him, but he understood that the reason his brother’s body was so weak was indeed because he had taken too much nutrition in his mother’s womb.

He felt a petite hand emerge from the ghost energy. When the hand pressed against his chest, he felt a cold and sinister aura enter his body through his skin.

Instantly, Zhan Wuya felt his entire body sweat and his scalp go numb.

“Wuya.” The little boy’s voice was soft and weak.

Blinking, Zhan Wuya couldn’t hide the pain and self-reproach in his voice as he said, “Brother, are you here to take my life?”

He thought that the little boy was here to take his life.

However, the little boy said, “Wuya, I’ve never blamed you. I implicated you. Wuya, you have to move forward bravely. Don’t be immersed in the guilt you feel towards me. My life was short, but you have to live a happy life in my place.”

In his memory, his brother had always looked at him with a smile.

But he looked a few years younger than him.

“Brother.” Zhan Wuya clenched the spear in his hand tightly. He choked on his tears as he said, “You’re right. I should walk forward bravely.” He suddenly grabbed the hand on his chest and pushed it away forcefully. Then, he choked on his tears as he said, “In order to walk forward, I have to clear all the obstacles. Brother, I’m sorry!”

After saying that, Zhan Wuya suddenly pressed the trigger and used only one shot to destroy the evil spirit.

After the evil spirit dispersed, a white sword suddenly emerged from behind the demon and went straight for Zhan Wuya’s vital point.

Sensing the abundant ghost energy contained in the sword, Zhan Wuya realized that this sword wasn’t Ye Qingyang’s weapon, but Ye Qingyang himself!

This sword gathered all of Ye Qingyang’s energy.

In that instant, Zhan Wuya actually felt the threat of death.

Facing Ye Qingyang’s terrifying power, Zhan Wuya didn’t dare to underestimate him at all. He circulated his spiritual power to its strongest state. Then, his body fused with the spear in his hand.

but he was already a Prime Master, so his beast form spear had

the spear fused with Zhan Wuya, it turned

tank raised its mechanical right arm and

Bang!

in the pitch-black void, the entire battlefield shook violently. Yin Rong and the others subconsciously grabbed the edge of the spectator stand below them to prevent themselves from falling to the ground. In the void, Madam Brulee

a Prime Master battle was quite

the thick fog

they saw that the competition venue

still holding his gun in his hand, but

being

from his knee and

the reason why he couldn’t

ever seen in such

As for Ye Qingyang?

arms were badly mutilated. Blood dripped to the

in his hand and used

though his body

was standing. The outcome of

extent, a complicated expression appeared on her beautiful face. She couldn’t help but think of the sorry figure

time, he was

in blood and his clothes were tattered. He was still

longer see the dispiritedness and despair that a stray

calm and

from the past

up from the stands. That person flew

Wuya’s side and bent down to hold his arm. Seeing that Zhan Wuya’s

Wuya grabbed Zhan Jianxue’s arm and said, “Help

hurriedly supported

and cupped his fists. He nodded at Ye Qingyang while

raised his head

little random and Zhan Jianxue

understood what

Zhan Wuya

had already turned around and was prepared to challenge

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