Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

This bloody coat is completely dead.

Strangely, its flesh and blood did not rot and turn black.

Jiang Chen seemed to have expected it a long time ago. First, he bombarded him two or three times with the thunder method, and then used the soul-stirring golden pupil to squeeze out every trace of Yin Qi.

Then use a special sealed bag engraved with characters to carefully seal the charred flesh.

This is the spirit lock bag.

Experts above level B can get it for free in Yincao, which can be used to imprison cursed items and corpses above the blood coat.

Reached the level of blood clothes.

The body of a ghost is extremely polluting.

If you don't deal with it after killing it, maybe after a period of time, the residual curse on the corpse will entangle a living person or ghost, and another terrifying monster will be born.

From here, we can also see how difficult a blood coat is.

It is extremely difficult to kill it.

It took a lot of effort even to compare Jiang Chen.

If it was an ordinary B-level grandmaster, one-on-one, with the same strength, it would almost require a life-threatening battle.

Even if it can kill Xueyi in the end.

It will also be half useless.

Therefore, many missions above B level are either gang fights or crushed by strength.

For example, B+ masters only take B- tasks.

"I don't know how this thing makes a ghost's strength grow by leaps and bounds, and whether it can be used many times..."

Jiang Chen stared at the spirit sealing bag with a somewhat expectant expression on his face.

Then he searched the tunnel for things that could be used.

Then she called Lin Youwei to prepare to return.

This time, the two did not drive.

At the grandmaster level, the strong true energy is basically enough to support the high-speed movement between the two cities.

Not to mention Jiang Chen's transformation into a demon.

The abundance of demon power will definitely kill a large number of masters in seconds!

Plus his strong physical strength.

It might take less than ten minutes to rush back to the city from here.

After Jiang Chen pondered for a while, he let Lin Youwei get into the car, while he pushed the car behind, and said something intentionally or unintentionally before setting off.

"Just look at it. I can drive better than you. We are old friends. Let me tell you the truth. Your posture skills make my grandma curl her lips when she sees it."

Lin Youwei couldn't help blushing.

Looking back at Jiang Chen, I felt that this man was simply too elusive.

Obviously possesses the talent and strength to disdain everything.

But he neither cares about enjoying a luxurious and rotten life, nor goes to show his holiness in front of people, and is surrounded by a bunch of people.

The biggest hobby every day, besides carrying a sledgehammer, chasing ghosts all over the neighborhood, and instilling positive energy quotations into ghosts, seems to be thinking about how to choke others with a sentence, making people unable to continue.

"What are you looking at? Don't be unconvinced. Later, we can fight a little bit, and I can beat you with Wuling."

Jiang Chen noticed Lin Youwei's gaze at this time, smiled contemptuously, and spoke confidently.

"Humph!"

Lin Youwei turned her head away, cursing in a low voice: "Che Che, you know how to go racing, let's go with your car..."

"Sit tight, I'm coming!" Jiang Chen put on a good posture and mustered his strength.

next moment.

With a sound of "whoosh", SF90 suddenly jumped out.

There was even a piercing bang in the air, which was a sign that the speed broke through the sound barrier.

in the process.

Jiang Chen took a leisurely look at the system panel.

The harvest from tonight to now is a total of more than 216,000, and his total ghost aura has directly reached 75w.

And dealing with a blood coat, the hell points itself is amazing.

In addition, it solved the major threat of dozens of ghost corpses.

Jiang Chen believed that Yincao would not let him down, maybe the harvest tonight, plus the previous harvest from Hengshan Village, would be enough to buy another Yinshen Hammer.

certainly.

The Zhenbao Pavilion in the black market in Jiangbei does not have so many Yinshen Hammer-level things.

He felt that he had time to go back, and he could go to the black market in some neighboring cities.

...

...

On the outskirts of Jiangbei City, under the Xunjiang Expressway, in a small village, the lights were still brightly lit in the early morning, and every household was awake.

not long ago.

The dogs in the village suddenly barked incessantly.

It's like going crazy, it doesn't matter whether you feed them or kick them, these beasts are all staring in the same direction, as if there are some scourges over there.

The villagers who were awakened did not dare to sleep again.

In recent years, they can always hear some strange things from other people's word of mouth, and everyone is extremely vigilant.

Take all the kitchen knives, hoes and other things at home, and guard the door, beware of anything or murderers breaking in.

The dog of the first household at the entrance of the village did not bark.

Because it was already dead, its stomach was cut open, its skin was peeled off, blood and internal organs were spilled all over the floor, and its body was hung on the door frame of this family.

Inside the door is a family of five.

The middle-aged man and his father stood guard at the door, and the son who had only just entered elementary school stood in front of his mother and grandma with a toy sword in his hand.

"Xiao Hai, don't be afraid, it's fine, we've already reported it to the public security station, someone will come soon, it'll be fine, it'll be fine."

The woman touched her son's head and comforted her son in a low voice, her trembling tone was more like comforting herself.

"Xiao Hai is not afraid, and neither is Mom, Xiao Hai will protect you!"

The little boy looked firm.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man blocking the door, and the old man who has been doing farm work all year round and is still in good health at the age of sixty, his back has already been soaked in cold sweat.

They tried their best to hold the kitchen knife and hatchet in their hands tightly, trying not to make themselves tremble too obviously.

Dog blood drips.

It splashed into the crack of the door and hit the faces of the two of them from time to time, making their faces even paler than paper.

They were the only ones who saw how their dog died through the crack of the door just now. They didn't dare to tell their family members about that horrible scene.

not long ago.

A figure came from afar.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a woman made of paper, all colorful and colorful, with exaggerated blush on her face. As she approached step by step, the dog barked more and more fiercely.

Finally, the paper figurine came straight to the dog and grabbed the dog by the neck.

The big dog, which was still extremely ferocious before, just like a mouse seeing a cat, suddenly became sluggish, and was picked up with its tail between its legs.

At this moment, the paper figurine glanced at the crack of the door meaningfully.

Seems to be smiling.

Turning around, he made an extremely terrifying move. It cut open the dog's stomach alive. The dog was still struggling, but all the internal organs had been taken out.

Finally it was skinned and hung on a door frame.

The paper figurine stood outside the door, just motionless, staring at the crack of the door.

Men and old people can only grit their teeth and stand in front of their families. Their houses are bungalows with no back door and nowhere to run.

Fortunately, after the paper figurine finished all this, it didn't move anymore.

It's like turning into a paper doll.

It went on like this for more than ten minutes.

"Not good..." The middle-aged man suddenly shouted in a low voice, and quickly wanted to pull his father away, but at this moment, a cold breath came, and he suddenly found that he could not move.

The same goes for the old man on the side, his face became terrified.

"Chi" "Chi"

Two terrifying voices sounded.

The eyes of the two were pierced at the same time by the hands of the paper man stretching in through the crack of the door!

Blood dripped quickly, accompanied by extremely shrill screams.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The whole family was frightened crazy by the accident.

The woman hurried to pull her husband, while the grandmother protected her grandson and stepped back. The next moment, they witnessed a more terrifying scene.

A flat paper hand came in through the crack of the door, easily cutting the middle-aged man in half.

Then the paper-wrapped woman walked in completely.

The blush on his face became more and more vivid. He stared at the family and smiled extremely weirdly.

"Among you, only one can live."

A woman's voice sounded.

But it wasn't from the paper figurine, but from outside the door, with a hint of banter and anticipation, as well as a kind of morbid excitement.