Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

"Woo woo woo~~"

Hundreds of ghosts cried together, wailing and screaming, as if they were suffering great pain.

The air around is getting thicker and thicker.

Trapped in the ghost wall, Jiang Chen could only watch all this happen.

The Great Elder of the Ghost Refining Sect in the distance showed a sneer, and made a formula in his hand to speed up the operation of the Ten Thousand Ghost Formation.

"Damn it, how can you treat them like this?"

"Didn't you hear? They're crying, they're crying so sad..."

Jiang Chen tried twice more, and found that he couldn't get out of the ghost wall, so he stopped and looked at the miserable-looking ghosts, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were red.

The sadness on his body was very strong.

This feeling was not faked at all, which surprised the ghost Maitreya beside him.

"This little friend's sincere kindness, I didn't expect that in this pedantic land of Kyushu, there are people like me who regard ghosts as people!"

He clasped his hands together, with a compassionate face: "It's a pity, if you didn't block our plan, I would definitely let you live."

What he didn't know was.

Jiang Chen's painful meaning is of course very sincere.

The large group of ghosts were all suffering from soul-deep pain, and their pale faces were distorted and throbbing.

If this was caused by oneself, how ghostly would it be?

Unfortunately not.

In his eyes, it wasn't the group of ghosts who were crying, but himself. A large amount of his white ghost aura was stolen in person!

Elder Zhang, that thief!

With this in mind.

Jiang Chen stood on the spot, with a gloomy face, a very strong killing intent suddenly burst out from his body, his clothes were windless and automatic, and his magic pupils were all looking straight ahead.

Bai Zhi Zhi's sword flickered with a cold light, a terrifying sword intended to accumulate.

"Excalibur"

Knowing is the strongest sword in the world.

Nothing is broken, nothing is not cut!

The powerful sword intent in his heart was spreading, and the most precious sword in his hand burst into humming, and the cold light overflowed.

A group of people around couldn't help but looked sideways. At this moment, this young man looked a bit dazzling, as if his whole body had turned into a divine sword.

Sharp, lingering, peerless!

"A good sword! Yoshi, it's really a good sword!" On the mountain peak, the top grand master Yamamoto Xingxiong said with a flushed face and couldn't restrain his excitement.

He is an expert, and he can see the extraordinaryness of this sword at a glance.

If he hadn't been suppressed by Prince Taishan's relatives, he might not be able to bear it anymore, and rushed over to take the sword.

this side.

Elder Zhang's expression also changed a bit, he stopped imprinting the formulas in his hands, hurriedly took out an ancient bronze tripod, and looked at the young man in front of him rather apprehensively.

It seemed that it was not safe, he thought for a while, lit three more sticks of incense, and seriously inserted them on the ground in front of him.

Just finished all this.

Jiang Chen over there has already moved, throwing the sword in his hand.

"Evil cultivators have no way, and become thieves face to face."

"punish!"

The last word was uttered, and it turned into layers of sound waves, constantly echoing around.

Accompanied by a cold sound like a dragon's chant.

A thick silver-white dragon appeared in the field.

The strong sword energy instantly destroyed everything around, leaving a terrifying gully on the ground.

Elder Zhang's eyes widened, his hands shook violently, and he quickly threw the bronze tripod in his hand, which quickly enlarged and became the size of a house.

"boom"

Under the long dragon, it suddenly shattered.

There were two more objects in the rear, which also only blocked for a very short time. The silver-white dragon slammed into Elder Zhang with a terrifying sword pressure.

He thought about hiding and trying to use various secret methods.

To no avail.

The terrifying sword intent locked him tightly.

In the end, the long dragon disappeared into the depths of the mist, and only Elder Zhang's feet were left on the spot. The three sticks of incense stuck under his feet had almost burned out in an instant.

It seems that his feet were able to stay because of the blessing of these three sticks of incense.

There was a dead silence.

Even the battle of several Grandmasters stopped.

without it.

From this sword, except for a few top grandmasters, everyone else felt a strong threat of death!

"This……"

"What a strong sword!"

"Xingxiong Yamamoto, can you swing such a sword?"

"Sure, but he is a top grandmaster!"

"I can't do it. The way of the sword is supernatural. This is the realm I have been pursuing! The power of this sword is beyond your comprehension!" On the top of the mountain, Xingxiong Yamamoto was shaking with excitement, staring at The boy in the middle of the field.

"This kid, did you use the sword talisman?" Daoxuan murmured to himself in the distance, a little unbelievable.

"It's not bad to be able to use the sword talisman to this step."

Finally he made such a judgment.

"No! Why is the Myriad Ghost Formation still there? Boy Jiang, be careful!"

He hastily yelled.

Daoxuan was probably the only person in the room who wasn't very surprised, so he was extremely calm and discovered the problem immediately. really.

At this time, Elder Zhang's bloody feet were continuously intertwined with blood, and pieced together bit by bit, they turned into a brand new body.

Naked and dull-faced.

The heels and feet of the three sticks of incense on the ground were completely burned, his eyes regained his brilliance, and he raised his hand to grab it falsely. A ghost's clothes floated over, and he draped it on a brand new body.

Wipe the blood off your face.

The expression was obviously full of fear, and there was a hint of insidiousness: "What a powerful method! What a boy!"

"Your talent and strength are more than ten times stronger than what I imagined!"

"The threat in the future may not be much worse than Wei Wudi."

"Hehehe~~"

"It's a pity, do you still have the strength to do it again with such a method? Even if you still have enough strength, where is your sword?"

As if for the rest of his life after death, Elder Zhang lost his previous gentlemanly appearance, revealing his craziest side, and burst out laughing.

"Today, the old man almost died, but it was a blessing in disguise. I beheaded you. After I go back, I will obtain unimaginable feats."

His words are not nonsense.

Because at this moment, after seeing Jiang Chen's true talent and strength, Ghost Maitreya, who had remained unmoved by the side, took a few steps forward eagerly.

"Ghost Monk, don't waste your efforts, the Ten Thousand Ghost Formation is about to start."

"This person is mine!" Elder Zhang laughed wildly.

Jiang Chen stared at him with a gloomy expression: "I have died once and I still don't know how to repent, and I still want to detonate these ghosts."

"It's not a pity to kill a person like you tens of millions of times."

He pointed like a sword, pointing at the other party.

Everyone was taken aback, a little confused.

"Sword!"

With a deep drink, there was a buzzing sound in the fog, and the terrifying sound of something approaching at high speed.

Immediately afterwards.

In the dumbfounded eyes of everyone.

A long dragon with silvery white sword aura, which was thicker than before, flew out of the fog, crashed into Elder Zhang's body with a "boom", and a handful of blood mist exploded.

The howling of the ghosts stopped.

This time, Elder Zhang was completely gone.

A high-ranking grand master died.

The audience is silent.

The Baizhizhi sword fell back into Jiang Chen's hands.

He looked at the surrounding ghosts with pity.

Just when everyone guessed that he was going to let these ghosts go, he raised his hand and held it, and the Yinshen Hammer flew over. The names on it kept twisting, and there were terrifying figures with dull faces and death written all over their bodies. Appeared in between.

"What a poor bunch of ghosts."

"You don't have a home anymore, it doesn't matter, I will give you a new home, come and join us! We are a big warm family, here, no one will hurt you!"

Jiang Chen spoke with a smile.

And after carefully observing the group of ghosts with numb expressions and obviously lost self-awareness.

People and ghosts around couldn't help staring.

This is obviously worse than falling into the hands of the Ghost Refining Sect!

After all, in the Ghost Refining Sect, ghosts are still just ghosts, they can move by themselves, but when they come to you, it is not certain what they will become.

It's not because of these ghosts that you were so sad and angry just now, it's just that these ghosts are not in your hands, right?

This time we are standing in the fog, and we can't tell the difference between people and dogs...

Jiang Chen also felt the gazes around him. He didn't care about the prejudice of the world, and continued to smile gently, accepting a group of homeless ghosts.

"Everyone looks a little shy, it's okay, Xiao He, take the family to accept our new family!"

He waved.

Headed by the two half-step fierce spirits, they rushed up and hunted a group of ghosts.

As for the fierce spirit, seeing that the situation was wrong, he turned around and fled a long time ago, and appeared a thousand meters away.

Jiang Chen didn't let it go either.

Muttering in the mouth.

"Nine Heavens Profound Sha, turned into Divine Thunder..."

From the white to the sword, it was covered with a layer of white thunder.

"Kill God!"

With a swing of the sword, a thick lightning flashed by, and the space around the fierce soul began to twist strangely, but it failed and could not be stopped.

Thunder can destroy falsehood.

Jiang Chen has long been able to break the so-called ghost hitting the wall.

I didn't use it before, just because I was afraid of hurting innocent ghosts.

"boom"

The evil spirit was seriously injured, Jiang Chen stepped forward with Yinshen Hammer in hand, and personally brought him into the big family.

But that's it.

He was also very exhausted, and his brows were full of exhaustion, and his speed of returning was obviously a bit slower.

He stood in front of Old Wei's coffin again, with a hammer in one hand and a sword in the other, looking warily at the ghost Maitreya.

At the last moment before, the opponent showed obvious killing intent.

But the speed at which he summoned the sword energy dragon was too fast, so he didn't have time to make a move.

At this time, I saw the death of the two allies.

Although the young man in front of him didn't show signs of fatigue, the vigilance on his face actually explained everything.

The smile that Ghost Maitreya maintained all the time became more intense.