Chen Yang shouted lowly.

The stall owner complained and screamed.

A silver needle passed through the back of the stall owner's head and shot out from between his eyebrows, finally revealing his figure.

"Huh~"

Chen Yang exhaled slowly and reached out to recall the silver needle.

In just a short breath, the immortality of Yuanshi Tianzun was revealed, and Chen Yang's depleted Yin Shen power became full again.

This time, what appeared on his body was a hibiscus tree, and a nine-headed, three-legged golden crow flew across the sky and turned into the sun.

The golden crow flew across the sky, and wisps of black energy and resentment emanating from the stall owner's body burned away.

The strange thing is that despite being pierced through the forehead, the stall owner Qian is still alive.

He turned around, glared at Chen Yang, and laughed ferociously:

"You can't kill me."

"Even if you burn me to ashes, I will still revive in resentment."

"How long can you sit here? By this time tomorrow, I will recover and we can play again."

The stall owner's complaint melted little by little amid the ferocious laughter, half entering the river and half dispersing into the air.

In addition to the parts burned by the Golden Crow Fire, Chen Yang could also vaguely see wisps of resentment carrying the source of the stall owner's resentment, disappearing into the void along an unpredictable route.

He immediately knew that this guy was really not easy to kill.

Chen Yang frowned, then relaxed his brows, and sneered: "Since you can't be killed, why are you running?"

"To run is to be afraid, to be afraid is to kill."

"Who are you lying to?"

Chen Yang's disdainful words made the stall owner's resentment completely blend into the water, like a small shadow on the water, stagnating slightly.

The water surface ripples and vibrates, making sounds.

The stall owner complained.

"Resurrection from the dead and coming back from resentment, do you think it feels good?"

"You are born as humans and are blessed by nature. You are the protagonists of heaven and earth, and the primates of all living things. You do not know the pain of others like us."

"Let me tell you clearly, at this time tomorrow, I will resurrect from pain and go on a killing spree.

If you have the ability, you can find me among the resentment of everyone in the vast sea of ​​people before I come back to life."

"Hahaha~~~"

The stall owner's resentment was completely dissipated.

Between heaven and earth, by the Longjiang River, his breath disappeared without a trace, only the sound of wild laughter was still echoing.

"Trouble."

Chen Yang calmed down his energy, blood and yin spirit, and sat down directly on the bank of Zoulong River.

He crossed his legs, rested his elbows on his knees, and rested his chin on his hands, as if he was relaxing or meditating.

On the river in front of Chen Yang, a thin layer of dust floated up and down, drifting away with the waves.

Those are all foreign objects that the stall owner’s grievances have enlightened.

"It's a bit harsh."

Chen Yang was troubled.

He lowered his head and looked at his new favorite, the pig-shaped dragon belt, and then his face turned bitter, becoming more and more distressed.

"It's really heavy."

"It turns out that these things were all inspired by the stall owner's natal magical power."

"Following this and using the reincarnation disk of the heavens, I may not be able to kill him before he wakes up tomorrow."

"The attack is too harsh now, everything and spirituality will be lost."

"It's no use."

In distress, Chen Yang stretched out his hand and wiped it behind his ear, and a silver needle lay obediently on his palm.

This Yin Shen magic weapon passed down from the old grandmother does not have to be hidden anywhere. It can be carried in the arms, pinned to clothes, or even hidden in the Niwan Palace...

These are just minor obstacles.

Chen Yang hid it behind his ear out of pure emotion and to pay tribute to the monkey that could reach the sky and the earth.

Through the stars peeking out of the sky, Chen Yang could really see a drop of black blood on the sharp point of the silver needle.

Chen Yang didn't have to use this silver needle weapon to smash the stall owner's body with the last blow.

If it wasn't for taking blood secretly and without attracting the stall owner's attention, he had a hundred better ways.
Chapter completed!