Chapter 382 No Level of Ability, the Big Ghost of the Ghost Clan

Bai Chuan looked at the familiar scene in front of him in bewilderment, his slender dragon body was a little stiff, he frowned and looked around in confusion, what's going on?

Why did he come back directly?

Just went back in time, and came back without even starting to explore?

Just one chance gone?

Bai Chuan began to think about the previous situation. He seemed to suspect that there was something wrong with a tortoise spirit, and after preparing to attack the seemingly weak tortoise spirit, his eyes went dark...

In other words, there must be something wrong with the turtle spirit!

Being able to deal with him in an instant while he was vigilant, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible to be a creature of the real fairy realm, and it should be a fairy-level creature at the very least!

But what is it that would make a fairy-level creature willing to stay beside Shilong's corpse, which is only a false fairy? What happened to Shilong in the past?

All kinds of doubts flickered in his mind, and the next moment Bai Chuan collected his thoughts and stopped thinking about them.

Since that weird and mysterious tortoise wants him to take it with him, then he doesn't want to inquire about it anymore. Thinking of this, Bai Chuan silently looked at a certain special ability—【Na Ling】.

[Na Ling: Contaminated with mysterious power, the host of the ability can have a system to absorb thousands of remnant spirits. When encountering a fatal crisis, there is a chance to activate it, absorb the power of the spirit to revive, and continuously increase itself until the power is endless. Explode yourself. 】

This was the explanation behind the ability that Bai Chuan hadn't read the explanation before, and it was also the first special ability he had encountered without a level. He silently stared at the three words "endless" in the ability explanation.

Perhaps, this may be the key to his break.

Thinking of this, Bai Chuan clicked on the driver of the ability panel again.

Walking along with the familiar scene, a slightly familiar call came again from the darkness beside my ears.

Bai Chuan directly opened his eyes, no longer wasted time looking at the ability panel, after slapping all the little evil spirits who tried to bite his flesh to death, he carefully observed the surroundings.

What came into his eyes was the corpses of little evil ghosts who had been killed in twos and threes not far away. They seemed to have been scratched to death by the claws of some kind of creature.

Seeing this, Bai Chuan remembered what the little turtle spirit said last time. The other party has been guarding beside his body, driving away the little evil spirits that came over. Does this mean that the statement is true?

While thinking, he was about to look for a certain figure when he heard an exclamation.

'coming! '

Concentrating inwardly, Bai Chuan turned around without showing any signs of expression, and sure enough, he saw a little tortoise standing like a human being who dropped the things in his hands and ran over in surprise.

"Who are you?"

A voice of doubt came out of Bai Chuan's mouth again. At this moment, he was like a dragon who had just woken up inexplicably, felt strange about everything, and was wary of strange visitors, even wanting to kill him.

...

Next, Bai Chuan just quietly watched the mysterious tortoise in front of him repeat the previous scene, just like the audience in the auditorium watching the old general on the stage.

In the end, I didn't try any more, but just took it as the other party wished.

"Tell me, where is the Demon Court?"

Now that he brought the other party with him, Bai Chuan simply pretended not to know what happened to him last time, and directly treated the other party as a little demon and bluntly asked the information he wanted to know.

As if he had got a satisfactory answer, the little turtle spirit was also taken aback when he heard the words, and said in a somewhat embarrassed way: "My lord, you don't know that the demon court is not a whole, but a collection of four demon kings." Huge power."

"There are those? Where is the nearest?"

Bai Chuan narrowed his scarlet dragon eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The little tortoise looked down, and hurriedly said: "They are scattered in the four corners of the demon land. Among them, the demon king in the eastern plain area is named Baihao Demon King, and the demon king in the western forest is named Qinyuan Demon King. , the demon king, the demon king in the swamp area to the south..."

Little Turtle took a careful look at Bai Chuan before whispering, "The demon king in the swamp area to the south calls himself the Dragon King...and is the closest to us."

"Alright, let's go to the southern swamp area first."

Hearing this, Bai Chuan said decisively.

...

The demonic waste land, Longze.

On the endless emerald green and yellow grassland, a team like a long dragon is winding and circling in the grassland here.

Looking carefully, it was a line of countless civilians carrying a lot of luggage, and a few people flying around with sword lights to maintain order and seem to be fleeing.

In fact, it is true.

This team is indeed fleeing, and the leader at the forefront is Fang Shouren, the head of the Fang family of Fang Yuanying family.

The Fang family was originally a big and famous family in a small country in Hezhou.

However, no matter how powerful it was in the past, now it can only flee with all the wealth in a hurry.

Because, Hezhou is no longer peaceful and prosperous in the past, and has already been caught in the smoke of war.

That was the battle between the suzerain state of Hezhou and the suzerain state of Xizhou, the two great sects of the God Transformation Realm!

The reason is unknown, that is not the truth they can know.

The only thing they can do is before the flames of war spread to them, take all the wealth they can bring, cross Longze in the demon land, and rush to the peaceful Shengzhou.

It is also thanks to the fact that the small country where their Fang family is located is not far from the edge of Hezhou. Otherwise, with a small Nascent Soul, it would be difficult to shelter such a large population from Hezhou.

After all, today is not what it used to be. With the appearance of a large group of strange creatures from nowhere in the eyes of the world, the wilds in all parts of the world have become extremely dangerous since then. , can easily kill Nascent Soul and even Huashen's terrifying ghost clan.

Some of these big ghost kings can even fight against the "immortals" in the realm of transforming gods without falling behind, or even "immortals"!

At this moment, in front of the team, inside the sturdy and magnificent spaceship, two men, one long and one young, were sitting opposite each other pouring tea and drinking.

"Longze, according to legend, this place was not called Longze, but Jueze. It is a place where poisonous insects rarely live. The people who live here are either the rare Miao people who live and dance with poisonous insects, or Those ghost villages that have become spirits gather together."

"However, since the Dragon Mansion in the Demon Territory was destroyed by the Four Demon Court Kings, one of the Nan Wang, a 'dragon', took over here and changed its name to Longze."

"Now, when we pass by here, we must be extremely careful. If something goes wrong..."

You can abandon those ordinary casual cultivators!

The last sentence, the majestic man did not say it, but the cold light in his eyes revealed his thoughts.

In the eyes of these immortal cultivators, casual cultivators are a group that is less valuable than mortals. After all, when they arrive at a new place, as long as they come up with various pills and treasures, those casual cultivators will naturally smell it. Sharks flock to the world, but mortals are different.

Although they don't have the aptitude to cultivate immortals, they are protected by the laws of the dynasty in secular dynasties, especially in some dynasties that follow the system of population belief and apotheosis. Although he is a cultivator, he still cannot escape the service of ordinary people, especially those who are loyal and have no disadvantages.

No matter where they are, the mortals they bring with them are the most important resource after the family relocation, allowing them to get through the early stage smoothly.

"Yes, father."

When the young man Fang Shouli heard this, his heart also changed. As the most outstanding heir of the Fang family, he could naturally hear the meaning behind his father Fang Shouren's words.

"ah--"

At this moment, there was a scream and exclamation from outside the spaceship.

"problem occurs!"

For a moment, the two father and son couldn't help but look at each other, and a burst of spiritual light flew out from the inside of the cabin.

The next moment, just as they got out of the spaceship, the pupils of the two father and son shrank suddenly, because they suddenly discovered that at some point, an extremely exaggerated white mist filled the endless grassland! Visibility instantly dropped to almost zero!

The white mist was like substance. At this time, the two fathers and sons of the Fang family looked around, but they couldn't see the huge team before, only the screams kept coming.

At this moment, everyone on the entire spaceship is facing an enemy.

Fang Shouren subconsciously summoned a gust of spiritual wind, trying to disperse the white mist. However, in the past, the spiritual wind that could easily blow away a small bag of dirt from the early stage of the Jindan, was in front of this seemingly weak white mist. , but completely motionless!

The Patriarch of the Fang family in the late Jindan period also frowned when he saw this, and raised a big hand to set off a sea of ​​flames and spread over, but it still didn't work.

"Woo woo woo..."

It seemed that the actions of the two father and son of the Fang family had offended something. A woman's cry suddenly came from the white mist, and a white shadow with blood beads flashed away...

At the same time, Bai Chuan, who was rushing to the swamp area in the south with Little Turtle Spirit without stopping, also stopped at this moment.

"Dragon, Lord Dragon Lord, it's not good, we seem to have encountered a big monster from the ghost clan!"

The little tortoise spirit's crying and terrified voice sounded at the right time. Bai Chuan just glanced at it, and stopped paying attention to the mysterious tortoise spirit who was pretending.

He began to recall the information about the ghost clan in his mind.

The so-called ghost tribe is the unified title of the mysterious race like the little evil ghost. It is a text message deciphered from the strange runes obtained by some powerful monks who entered some clustered ghost tribes.

The big monster is a ghost in the ghost race that is so powerful that it has its own special title. Its strength varies, but the last one is equal to the realm of transforming gods, that is, the overlord of the planet that Bai Chuan was most familiar with, The land of fairyland.

This world is somewhat similar to the world of cultivating immortals in Bai Chuan's memory, but the development is extremely vigorous, far surpassing all the worlds Bai Chuan has experienced before!

"It's just a big monster, it doesn't matter."

Looking at the weird shadowy white mist around him, Bai Chuan smiled.

Just for him to try out the true power of his newly acquired ability!

As the words fell, the aura around Bai Chuan changed. A dazzling scarlet radiance shot out from the tyrannical dragon's eyes. All kinds of ghosts around the ferocious and frightening dragon, who were whimpering from time to time, elongated their figures with bared teeth and claws as if they had been stimulated by something. The void tore randomly, and a more intense and gloomy atmosphere began to permeate quietly.

At this moment, as if Bai Chuan had received some kind of help, those scarlet dragon eyes actually saw through this weird white mist, and here he saw——

A black and white figure!

"It turns out that you are pretending to be a ghost!"

Looking at that figure, Bai Chuan unconsciously showed a sinister smile, moved the dragon's body which exploded and began to approach step by step.

At this moment, against the backdrop of the hazy white mist, Bai Chuan's posture actually looked more like an evil spirit from hell than the original owner who created the white mist!

The evil dragon among the ghosts!

...

"Damn it, where is it? Get out!"

In the white mist, Fang Shouli and his father, together with the surrounding guest servants, looked around vigilantly back to back, not even daring to wipe off the cold sweat quietly secreting from their foreheads. He had never met such a difficult creature.

Not only is there no trace of spiritual light in the whole body, but it is not like their immortal cultivators who use various magic weapons to kill the enemy. Some of them only have silent and mysterious movements like teleportation, and the bone in their hands is like a kind of creature. The resulting sharp sword, once the bone sword is shot, will surely see blood before returning!

After only a few times of contact, not only did several guest officials die one after another, even their father and son were injured countless times, and several of the magic weapons on their bodies were directly scrapped.

Those are all made up of the accumulation of spirit stones that are more expensive than real gold and silver!

Now, in a short period of time, several top-grade instruments have been scrapped!

Even Feijian made several gaps in several collisions.

While thinking, he looked at the conspicuous gap on the flying sword, and felt a chill in his heart.

However, at this moment, perhaps because of his loss of consciousness, a shadow passed by in an instant.

"puff!"

"Oh no!"

In the pain, a severed hand flew up, and blood sprayed.

Fang Shouli couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

"Monster! Monster!"

"Run! Run away! This is not something we can contend with!"

The continuous death, coupled with one of the strongest monks in the eyes of everyone, the young master of the Fang family lost his hand.

Those Ke Qing who had no deep relationship with the Fang family could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, broke up and wanted to flee to various places in order to survive.

"Boom!"

There was a dull impact sound.

It was the sound of a monk running away in a hurry, accidentally bumping into something as hard as a thick wall!

In an instant, the cultivator who was only at the Foundation Establishment level fell from the air, and the flying sword lost its light and fell to the side.

In panic, the foundation-building cultivator couldn't help but raised his head to look at the person who came, his eyes froze for a moment,

"Buzz..."

The earth trembled slightly, which was spontaneously caused by the trampling of extremely heavy things.

But at this moment, the cultivator who established the foundation had no energy to pay attention to these, because what appeared in front of him was a monster that was more terrifying than that "monster"!

The sharp dragon horns soaring into the sky, the scarlet dragon eyes filled with endless tyranny, the muscular dragon body full of muscles, and countless wailing ghosts surrounded each other.

"Don't, don't, you can't kill me! My grandpa is a powerful Nascent Soul! If you kill me, grandpa will never let you go!"

On the other side, seeing the woman holding the bone sword approaching step by step, Fang Shouren, who was closest to her, could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, and retreated while muttering to himself, but suddenly the woman stopped, and the bone sword in her hand The unstoppable blood dripping from the sword kept dripping.

She turned around and looked at...