How could Ye Chen take his words seriously if he has no basic human nature?

Ye Chen's voice was still cold: "Let you go? You are a beast who doesn't even let his son go after killing his parents! Are you qualified?"

Tan Hua kept shook his head: "I didn't. I didn't kill my parents. I was just asking them for money. I'm their son. Is there anything wrong with asking them for some money? They will die because they are not in good health. It has nothing to do with me!"

Ye Chen sneered twice: "It doesn't matter? Do you have to worry about yourself? Also, your son, you have to plot against such a young child, and you are considered a person?"

The anger in his heart made Ye Chen's tone change a little, and he was no longer so unrestless.

Tan Hua wanted to say something else, but Ye Chen no longer gave him another chance.

The power of the thick earth seal was exerted to the extreme, and the weight of tens of thousands of pounds suppressed every inch of Tan Hua's soul.

The pain that seemed to be crushed into a ball made Tan Hua scream again.

This is not the end. A row of silver fine needles on the ground flew up and rushed towards Tan Hua's soul body, piercing into his body.

There was another feeling of numbness, and Tan Hua's pain aggravated a little more. By now, his consciousness has become very blurred.

Only pain, pain occupied all his consciousness.

The magical artifacts on the ground attacked against souls one after another attacked Tan Hua's soul, and his soul should have been destroyed long ago.

But under the influence of that purple ye body, while he endured great pain, his strength was also increasing.

He didn't feel very strong when his strength increased, but as his strength increased, the fluctuations he struggled became increasingly greater.

Even later, the fluctuations of soul energy that he overflowed unconsciously were enough to offset the energy rebounded from the wall.

Ye Chen still did not stop using purple ye body to enhance Tan Hua's soul strength. What he needed was Tan Hua to become stronger. Only with stronger strength could he bear more pain.

Now Tan Hua has only endured half of the torture of all the artifacts, and there are still many artifacts specifically used to torture the souls. He has not yet used it.

If this made him dissipate like this, it would not only make him cheaper, but also waste all the effort he spent.

Tan Hua's eyes were already a little dazed.

Ye Chen's judgment continued, and the flying artifact had almost wrapped Tan Hua's soul body. Except for the part of his face, all the other parts were flashing with the light of the artifact.

The porcelain bottle above his head was still giving him a purple body, and his soul strength became more and more exaggerated.

Ye Chen knew that if this continues, it will probably not take long before Tan Hua can barely shake these magical weapons. After all, no one controls these magical weapons now, and they just exert all their attribute power.

Under such painful punishment, Tan Hua's resentment continued to accumulate. After finally reaching a certain level, he roared and shook all the artifacts.

Tan Hua's soul body also quickly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon reached a height of nearly three meters. He raised his arm, and the cold wind dispersed and swept over.

All the artifacts flew away, and his yin energy kept hitting the wall one after another.

His aura was completely surging, and he roared loudly: "Judge Death, I want your life!"

The fans looked at the current appearance of Tan Hua’s soul body, and the barrage area became lively:

"How could this scum become so powerful? Can the judge still control him?"

"Are you stupid? He can become like this because of the judge. Do you think the judge will do something like that? How can he take his own feet?"

"Hahaha, you are a crazy fan, you have to look at everything objectively. The judge is very powerful, but it is also his first time to judge a ghost. What if it fails?"

"So what if I'm a brainless fan? I just think the judge will not have any problems. If you really think the judge will have an accident, then let's just make a bet."

"What bet?"

"If the judge has no accident, call me grandpa! If there is something wrong with the judge, I will kneel down on the live broadcast and call you grandpa, do you dare?"

"Hmph...Idiot, I won't make such a bet with you."

There are too many quarrels in the barrage area, and Ye Chen is already used to it, and he doesn't care about this kind of grandparents' bet.

His eyes were all focused on the crazy Tan Hua. In the picture, Tan Hua's arms were like beams against the roof, and the ghostly aura on his face filled his entire head.

"Judge Death..." Tan Hua's voice was sharp, full of shocking resentment: "I will definitely kill you, and I will definitely kill you with the power you give me!"

Ye Chen said calmly: "Is that so? Then I'm waiting for you..."

Tan Hua's soul body roared one after another, and his hands and feet kept hitting the wall. As he moved, the bluestone bricks had cracks. If this continued, maybe he could really escape from here.

Ye Chen looked at this scene calmly, perhaps because he really calculated everything, so no matter how strong Tan Hua was, he seemed calm.

boom……

The bluestone brick wall fell down for a year, and the gray mist outside rushed in. Tan Hua, who absorbed these yin energy, became even more fierce.

As he was about to get out, the porcelain bottle that had been flying above his head before was tilted again, and a drop of purple ye body dripped down again.

Tan Hua could clearly feel what was dripping from his head, but he did not dodge, but let the water drops fall on his head.

He knew very well what kind of pain the dripping water would bring to him, but he endured the pain before. The pain of this level is no longer anything.

More importantly, such water droplets can make his strength stronger.

In the eyes of a person full of revenge, such a little pain that can endure is nothing.
Chapter completed!