Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

A row of strange people stood apart in front of the female ghost's grave, ready to exorcise the ghost.

Jiang Chen also became serious.

Say the agreed upon slogan.

'Shh~~'

Then there was a series of "sizzling" sounds, and then all the strange people were full of energy, put away their weapons and turned off their phones contentedly.

Someone also flipped the camera, pointed it at his face, pondered for a while, and said: "Today, in the C+ large-scale group mission, on Qishan Mountain, under Brother Jiang's organization, we collectively drove and killed a bloody half-body. Do not use ancestral treasures, please appreciate them."

It was also said so.

"Fiendish ghosts are rampant. I'm a child of thirty years and I'm currently single. Hope everyone knows!"

"Half-body bloody clothes, but mediocre, ancestral treasure, with a wave of hands, it will be wiped out..."

"..."

Everyone voluntarily made a move, originally for the purpose of pretending, and this wave naturally showed off.

It made Jiang Chen feel ready to make a move, so he had no choice but to step forward, showing his hand, and wrote a poem: "A gentleman hides his weapon in his body, and when he moves, he will swim out of the abyss, stir up the sun, and never see the dawn!"

Everyone took a closer look and couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

"Good poetry! Good poetry!"

The sentences are majestic and majestic, and they are extraordinary as soon as they are heard, and they are quite in line with the current scene.

And at this moment.

In Jiang Chen's ears, there were reminders one after another, as if the system was about to explode.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

It is clear.

They make a move.

Inspired Jiang Qianqian's language talent, she changed words in her heart and scolded everyone countless times.

However, what Jiang Chen admired was that the other party's perseverance was indeed extraordinary. Faced with this situation, he was still unwilling to climb out of the grave.

"wrong……"

He frowned suddenly.

A very bad guess surged in my heart.

"Could it be that there are not many chances for this female ghost sister to be resurrected, and it is very likely that this is her last 'life', so she is willing to suffer such shame and humiliation, and refuses to come out?"

After thinking about this.

The excitement on Jiang Chen's face faded little by little.

Seeing this, the group of people quickly backed away from the lonely grave, and Zhao Erhu asked, "What's the matter, Lao Jiang, is the female ghost coming out soon?"

"No, I feel like she might be dying."

"what?……"

Everyone had question marks on their faces at first, but after thinking that Jiang Chen is not a very kind person, their expressions became even weirder.

The ghost is dying, you look sorry.

Does this mean you haven't tortured others enough?

"Forget it, life and death are life and death." Jiang Chen had a complex expression, as if he had fought an arduous psychological struggle, and then ran to the side to cut down a few trees, borrowed two knives, and cut them into long, sharp wooden thorns , about two meters long.

Then he called Chen Xue and asked her to help attach some formations or talisman papers to it so that it could hurt ghosts.

Seeing that the other party's efficiency is too slow.

Jiang Chen glanced at the people around him, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "I personally think that with a strength of C-level or below, it is very difficult to have any spells that can be attached to wooden thorns and hurt half-step blood-clothed people." Ghost!"

The words were resonant, the tone was very affirmative, and there was a hint of contempt.

Hearing this, everyone was immediately unhappy.

"Who said there is no..."

"The fire poison unique to my Liu family can corrode the soul. Even half-body blood clothes, once contaminated, will be extremely miserable!"

"My Qingyunmen's soul-breaking formation, even if carved on a single brick, can explode with infinite power!" "Short-sighted, don't speak nonsense, my Wuzong's martial arts murderous aura..."

"..."

A group of people showed it to Jiang Chen immediately, and left certain means on the wooden thorns.

Jiang Chen still looked dissatisfied.

"Okay! Then let's try one by one. Don't blame me if you get slapped in the face!"

As he spoke, he held up a wooden thorn and identified it: "This is from the Qingyun Sect. Everyone hold your breath and listen to the female ghost's cry to judge its power."

"laugh"

Suddenly stabbed into the grave, and a venomous cry came out.

"Damn it, I want you all to die!"

Jiang Chen looked surprised, and nodded: "Yes, Qingyunmen's methods are indeed powerful!"

"Next is the Liu family's..."

"Ahh! You should all go to hell!"

"Then there are methods of the black market..."

"..."

"..."

The wooden thorns fell down one by one, and the female ghost kept screaming, shrill and desperate.

Of course, Jiang Chen knew in his heart that these things must not be very deadly, otherwise a group of people would have already grasped this female ghost.

And that's exactly what he wanted.

Because in this way, the remaining value of the female ghost can be squeezed out to the maximum extent.

As a result, the style of painting at the scene changed again, from a competition of ancestral weapons to a competition of the methods of various families, sects, and idlers.

"The cry just now was at least thirty decibels, this brother is out of the ordinary!"

"Hehe, that's ridiculous..."

"It is indeed extraordinary, but compared with my Liu family, there is still a gap."

"It still has to be Wu Zong's martial arts killing intent is awesome, that scream, shrill and painful, it's almost sixty or seventy years later..."

"..."

Heard a burst of discussion outside.

Jiang Qianqian felt as uncomfortable as eating shit. She was half-dressed in blood, but she became a tool for experimenting.

It became more and more angry, and finally couldn't help it.

There was a gap in the tomb.

Jiang Qianqian, who was pale and ferocious like an evil ghost crawling out of the depths of hell, crawled out. Its resentment seemed to be much stronger than before.

"My old lady fought with you!!"

It gritted its teeth and looked at Jiang Chen.

Unexpectedly, the man who used to be cruel, saw him at this moment, and directly chose to retreat, but when he noticed his eyes full of discrimination and disgust.

He smelled his anger again.

Jiang Qianqian immediately understood what was going on.

At this moment, the rest of the people around also rushed away, and with those contemptuous eyes, they rushed up to surround and kill him together.

It also made Jiang Qianqian uncomfortable.

"Ahhh!!!"

She went completely mad and screamed.

to the end.

It was Jiang Chen who, regardless of previous suspicions, used the rain praying technique to clean the opponent, and then smashed him to death with two hammers. The yin energy that had always lingered on the grave also disappeared at this moment.

It means that the grave guard ghost has been completely killed.

At this time.

A group of strange people rushed up, dug out its bones, and smashed them to pieces. Some of them were very sad and angry, shouting, brother, I will avenge you.

In this regard, Jiang Chen did not stop.

He had never felt sorry for Jiang Qianqian, because the only one who was pitiful was her alive, and even after her death, she who had just killed the group of enemies in life.

Available after this.

It can gradually become a half-blooded garment, and the bloody smell and obsession on its body are definitely not something that can be achieved by killing a few or a dozen innocent people.

It has long been stained with blood, becoming one of the cruelest monsters.