131. Chapter 131 Talent: Black Mountain Devil Body Magic Fog Body
131. Chapter 131 Talent: Black Mountain Demon Body and Demon Fog
Author: Never fall behind
Chapter 131 Talent: Black Mountain Demon Body--The Body in the Mist
"My friend Yan, what are you?"
The Youshui Dao Ren asked with a worried look on his face, "Is it because my altar of Taoism has any impact on you?"
"It's nothing, but Yan felt a sense of the Taoist altar. After sudden enlightenment, his skills were made breakthroughs, and the hundred thousand black mountains gave him a lot of power.
"It's because I can't control my strength for the time being. The Taoist priest doesn't need to worry about me, just continue to cast the magic."
Yan Ji showed his white teeth and smiled at the Youshui Taoist.
But my mind looked at the personal panel on the black card.
Name: Yan Ji
Age: 14 years old
Talent: Black Mountain Demon Body - born divine power, Black Mountain Demon Body - Dharma Heaven and Earth (weakened magical power), Black Mountain Demon Body - body in the fog, copper skin and iron bones, leakless golden body (weakened magical powers)
Realm: Qi and Blood Realm (Introduction Level)
Martial Arts: Black Mountain Demon Sutra (proficient in driving, adjusted)
Martial Arts: Angry Dog's Paws (Enter the Hall), Flying on the Grass (Enter the Hall), Shocking (Enter the Hall), Collapse (Enter the Hall)
Subordinate: Weaving (see Subordinate Card for details)
Survival point: 1 (1 survival point can be obtained for every day of life)
Suddenly, there was another talent in his talent.
And his martial arts - Beng was introduced by him just now when the Black Mountain aura came.
Talent: Black Mountain Demon Body - the body in the fog.
Although it was not a weakening of magical power, he did not understand the function of this talent for the time being.
But no matter how bad the talent is, it has its own effect.
The black and red mist in the room was released by his body involuntarily.
Unlike the fog that lingers in his body before, he feels that these fogs have a kind of spirituality, like living things.
'Well, the power in the fog has increased, and it feels like a fish in water, so it can only be considered a sloppy.'
Yan Ji felt it again and found that the body in the demon fog did not seem to directly enhance his power like the divine power of the gods and the magic and phenomena, but instead helped him.
And he could also feel that the body in the magic fog should be more than this, but now he does not intend to explore too much.
With Jian Shiba and Youshui Taoist Ren beside him, no matter how strong he is, he will not reveal the power he just obtained in front of the two of them.
"Then I congratulate you, Xiaoyou Yan, for taking a step further!"
Hearing Yan Jizhi's words, the Taoist Youshui suddenly choked and his face became stiff, but he recovered instantly and bowed.
Jian Shiba, who was standing beside him, also twitched the corners of his mouth. Yan Ji's tone of breaking through was like drinking water, reminded him of the scenes of the evil brothers practicing when he was in the Sword Sect.
Strike him to a perfect end.
He shook his head and threw these unfriendly memories out of his mind.
...
"Mr. Gan, the second room above the building is Yan Ji's residence, and the third room is the residence of the monster under his command. The little girl is also among them. I'll ask you to protect me at that time."
Outside the inn, Chen Xin lowered his voice and glanced at the second floor of the inn.
"Don't worry, this is just a small effort for Gan. In the past, his contribution to Qingquan County will definitely ensure that your daughter is safe."
Gan Chuan said lightly, and without looking at Chen Xin, he walked towards the inn alone.
Silent under your feet.
Chen Xin and a group of constables did not follow.
He entered the inn, glanced at the shopkeeper who was talking to the waiter, and walked straight to the second floor.
Neither shopkeeper Liu, waiter, nor the diners who were dining, they did not notice the existence of Gan Chuan.
Martial arts - Shenyin.
It is a martial art that most of the imperial chiefs can practice. It is rumored that they can truly invisible and even eliminate information about their own existence.
Even if you only practice as proficient in driving like Gan Chuan, it is enough to hide from most martial artists of the same level who do not have reconnaissance martial arts skills.
It's almost the same as invisible in front of ordinary people.
When he arrived at Yan Ji's door, Gan Chuan stopped and leaned his ear close to the door.
'There was no movement or any danger, but there was always a feeling of something wrong.' He said in his heart.
Frowning, he finally chose to open the door carefully.
'Since the danger prediction has not reminded anything, how can you retreat in front of the door? No matter how you have to check the situation...'
As the door opened, looking at the black and red mist, the strange left-door altar, and turning to look at him, there were no four people who looked like humans, Gan Chuan's thoughts came to an abrupt end.
The scene was silent.
"I am the waiter of the inn. I want to see if the guests need anything. It seems that the guests seem to have important things to do, so I won't disturb you."
Gan Chuan said calmly, slowly closing the door.
At the same time, he cursed Chen Xin in his heart and decided to tear him to pieces later.
As the headmaster of Jin Ling, he judged the situation inside the house in just a moment.
A left-door altar, the person standing in front of the altar was the wanted criminal of the court, and the crime of nine out of ten families in Qingyang County was the culprit - the Youshui Taoist.
Next to it is Jian Shiba, the leader of the Canyue Gang. Although he didn't know why he became like this, he knew at a glance that his strength had definitely not declined and might have become stronger.
These two people alone are enough for him to drink a pot, not to mention Yan Ji and his demon realm monsters.
"Bang!"
At this moment, a big black and red hand held his closed hand.
"Shouer, since you are here, don't leave in such a hurry. We just need you to get some food."
Yan Ji cracked a big mouth, his teeth were sharp and white, and a smelly breath exhaled, hitting Gan Chuan's face.
"You can just write me a piece of paper if you want to eat, it's not convenient for me to come in."
Gan Chuan frowned and tried hard to pull his hand out, but felt a terrifying and huge force pressing him tightly.
'What a terrifying power, it seems that this person is Yan Ji, no wonder he can cause such great damage.'
Ganchuan thought of the deep pit left in front of the West Garden and thought to himself.
A series of brown Kundi true auras appeared on his feet, and with a heavy aura, he kicked Yan Ji's right knee hard.
Crane!!
It's like the sound of metal collision and intersecting.
Yan Ji felt a pain, and felt like a heavy object as heavy as a mountain hitting his knee, and his right leg couldn't help but take a step back.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes. Instead of letting go of Gan Chuan's hand, he grabbed it tighter.
His right arm suddenly expanded and became thicker. He twisted his waist hard, threw Gan Chuan up and smashed him against the wall beside him.
Boom!!!
The wall exploded instantly and turned into a splash of gravel.
Without a slight pause, he took a big striking step, and instantly crossed more than ten meters away, jumping down from the smashed wall.
The black and red mist roared behind him, and the mist particles made strange laughs, like living things.
Hearing the Youshui Taoist raised his eyebrows and looked at the black and red mist lingering around Yan Ji, thinking about something.