Wang Genquan's face was gloomy. It wasn't that he couldn't crush it, but there was a resistance from a supernatural force on the glass.

This reaction told him that the person he wanted to curse was very scary and more sinister than ordinary ghosts.

Because ordinary evil spirits are not so difficult to crush.

"It seems that you are not as good as a real ghost, and there is a limit." Yang Jian could see Wang Genquan's embarrassment at a glance.

It’s not that you can’t curse, it’s that you can’t do it yourself.

Click!

Another crack appeared, but this crack did not appear on Yang Jian's body, but on Wang Genquan's face.

He was eroded by the supernatural and began to suffer the side effects of the curse.

"Xianglan, please stop playing songs. That thing can't kill me. I have another piece of cursed music that can offset your death curse." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he opened his mouth.

Without speaking, another strange ringing sound came from his stomach.

The two sections are vaguely entangled with each other, like a symphony.

But soon, there was a confrontation between the music, and the sounds of the two pieces of music gradually became smaller and smaller until they finally disappeared.

The mortal curse failed.

"Another piece of music?" Xianglan's expression couldn't help but change.

Yang Jian said: "So, this is the only way?"

After saying that, he threw Anan out casually.

At this moment, Anan's whole body was on fire. He was struggling and wailing in the fire. Although he was still alive and kicking, for a living person, he was enduring the torture of burning his body.

"If that's the case, then please go die."

He raised the blackened ghost hand.

this moment.

Xianglan and Wang Gen immediately felt that there was a foreign body invading their bodies, and a sharp pain came from them.
Chapter completed!