At the beginning of the game, three thousand scriptures, I became a saint

"Who are you?"

Being stared at by his own face, Jiang Chen felt extremely strange and couldn't help but ask.

"Outsiders, leave this place quickly!" The face didn't answer, still repeating what he said before.

Doesn't he look very smart? Thinking about this, Jiang Chen asked curiously: "What will happen to you if I don't leave?"

This time, Ghostface did not speak, but answered Jiang Chen's question with practical actions. He suddenly turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Jiang Chen. The gloomy energy and chill filled the air, making Jiang Chen feel like his spirit was frozen.

illusion.

Another divine soul attack!

This feeling of familiarity was unmistakable. The person who was hiding in the dark and watching him, and the person who just made a sneak attack on him, was undoubtedly the grimace in front of him.

The evil wind was blowing, and Jiang Chen's ears were filled with harsh and strange laughter. He hurriedly raised his whole body's strength, concentrated his mind, and struck at the evil wind with one punch.

Bo!

The masculine spirit is overflowing!

A vast spiritual will, mixed with Jiang Chen's powerful magic power, rippled in the fist wind, causing the grimace to explode on the spot, and the evil wind exploded into several strands without possessing it.

The magic power is mysterious and unpredictable. It can not only attack the physical body, but also the soul, and the masculine blood is the nemesis of negative things. At this time, Jiang Chen's magic power, combined with the strong blood, directly shattered the ghost face.

However, this ghost face was like a ball of air. Although it was crushed and broken into countless strands, it was still immortal. It quickly regrouped in the distance and manifested again, and its breath was not damaged at all.

In other words, it was not injured at all.

Seeing this strange scene, Jiang Chen's heart suddenly moved and he guessed the origin of this grimace.

"I know your origins. You are the incarnation of this mist. Therefore, I know you are spying on me, but I can't find any trace of you."

"At the same time, no matter how many times I break you, I can't kill you, because your body is this mist. If the mist doesn't die, you won't die."

No wonder, if this ghost face is the incarnation of mist, then all this will be explained. Because the ghost face is the incarnation of mist, it can blend into the mist at any time, so Jiang Chen has never been able to find any trace of him.

This mist incarnation has no intelligence, or has low intelligence. In short, when Jiang Chen revealed his origin, he did not show any expression. He just made a hoarse voice and threatened: "Leave...die!"

Jiang Chen guessed that he wanted to say: Get out of here or die! However, his wisdom was too low to say complete words, so he said three words concisely.

"You deserve to leave!"

Jiang Chen really smiled. After knowing who the enemy was, he felt much more relaxed. Others were afraid of this mist incarnation, but he was not afraid.

The most powerful method of this mist incarnation is to use the mist to swallow up the life of the monks. Its power is strong enough to kill a third-grade Yangshen level expert.

However, this method was useless against Jiang Chen. Otherwise, the mist incarnation would not have appeared in person to expel him.

The strength of this mist incarnation is obviously not very good. It is similar to Jiang Chen and is at the same level as the sixth grade. But currently, it seems that he is not Jiang Chen's opponent.

"die……"

Seeing that Jiang Chen didn't leave, the grimace's body suddenly exploded and turned into countless "sword rain", falling down.

That's right, it was Sword Rain, a mouthful of raindrops that looked like swords, carrying a sharp intention, rushing towards Jiang Chen, trying to stab him into a hornet's nest.

"You're really looking for death!"

Seeing the rain of swords coming, Jiang Chen took a deep breath, bit the tip of his tongue, suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out, the thick mana mixed with bits of blood, turned into a hot airflow, and dispersed the incoming rain of swords.

And those swords, after being stained with Jiang Chen's blood, burned even more, turning into wisps of light smoke and dissipating.

"Ahh~~"

In the void, there were faint screams.

As expected, this mist incarnation has low intelligence and does not understand any common sense of cultivation. Although the Yin Shen of a sixth-grade strongman has been tempered by Rihua and can appear in the daytime, its essence is still extremely fragile and cannot be subjected to severe impacts.

Especially the warrior's blood energy is the biggest nemesis of Yin Shen. A slight shock can disperse it and severely damage its vitality.

This mist incarnation directly exposed Yin Shen in front of Jiang Chen, which was tantamount to actively showing his weakness. If it wasn't seeking death, what else could it be? If the mist incarnation hadn't been immortal, Jiang Chen's blow would have been enough to kill him.

From the screams of the mist incarnation, it can be heard that he must have suffered a lot this time. So, after he was knocked out of the body by Jiang Chen, he did not reappear for a long time.

In this regard, Jiang Chen did not relax, but looked ahead vigilantly, with a look on his face as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

In his perception, countless powerful auras suddenly appeared in front of him, and they were rushing here quickly. He wanted to use his spiritual thoughts to check, but after seeing the dragon evil aura mixed in the mist, Jiang Chen gave up.

idea.

Evil energy is the biggest enemy of monks. It can destroy vitality and harm spiritual thoughts. Jiang Chen does not dare to touch this thing with spiritual thoughts.

"This is a ghost???"

After a while, monks with dull expressions, like puppets on strings, floated over from a distance with their heads lowered and hands hanging down.

Gone~~

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat when he suddenly saw this scene. A large group of ghosts floated over from a distance, causing a great impact on his vision.

"Where did these ghosts come from? Under the magical power of the gods and dragons, all the souls of the dead creatures in Qi were scattered. It is impossible for them to become ghosts!"

The sudden appearance of the group of ghosts startled Jiang Chen. He thought that his only opponent was the mist incarnation, and that the opponent wanted to challenge him in a one-on-one battle. But now it seems that the opponent did not want to challenge him in a one-on-one battle, but in a group battle.

Beat him!

"What's going on? Why do some of these ghosts look familiar to me, as if I've seen them before somewhere?" Suddenly, Jiang Chen realized something was wrong. Some ghosts actually looked familiar to him.

The monk's memory is not just for boasting. Photographic memory is a basic skill. Soon, Jiang Chen found out from the depths of his memory where he had seen these ghosts.

"I have actually seen these ghosts. Some of them were seen on the way to escape, and some, hiss... were the corpses I turned over before."

Jiang Chen was a little stunned. He knew the origins of these ghosts. These people all had one thing in common, that is, they all died in the mist.

This means that after the mist swallowed up the vitality of these people, it also captured their souls and turned them into puppets to protect the secrets in the Imperial City of Qi.

Now, Jiang Chen was even more curious as to what secrets there were in the Imperial City of Qi that were worth so much effort to protect.