Jiang Xin is not worried that she will be implicated by those omnipotent people. Although Tianshi is old, his eyes are still sharp and he will not be unable to distinguish between people.
Sighing, Jiang Xin didn't waste any more time and went back into the dense forest to find the whereabouts of those Quanxing disciples.
In fact, it's easy to find. The head of Quanxing gave the order before the action, only to destroy some insignificant buildings. The more important architectural ruins that are older and more important will not be touched.
There are not many places like this on the huge Longhu Mountain, but there are also quite a few. If you exclude some impossible places and search for them one by one, you can always find a few completely different people.
No, the target bumped into Jiang Xin.
Wearing a bamboo hat, a gray coat, and a filial son's flag that never leaves his hand, Jiang Xin recognized his identity at a glance.
The Graveweeper is a shaman of unknown origin. His natural ability is to control the spirit body to attach to the carefully maintained filial son flag. Once he touches this flag, he will be infected by corpse poison and spirit body, and finally become his own battle.
puppet.
Judging from the way he was vomiting blood at the corner of his mouth, he must have just escaped from Yun. Unexpectedly, he turned around and bumped into Jiang Xin.
Looking at Jiang Xin, who had appeared in front of him at some unknown time, the grave-weeper's staggering steps suddenly stopped, and he couldn't help but clenched the filial son's flag in his hand: "This area has been cleaned up, please leave quickly."
"How could it be cleaned up?" Looking at the grave-weeper who suddenly appeared, Jiang Xin's originally planned sneak attack plan failed, and he sighed slightly in his heart, and then his breath flowed: "Isn't there another one in front of me?
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"Good thing, you are in the same group as them." He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. The Graveweeper's face suddenly collapsed, and the next moment, two lines of clear tears flowed out: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, what can I do?"
It's so miserable, I just finished a fight and was targeted again..."
Looking at the grave-weeper who burst into tears on the spot, Jiang Xin showed a strange smile: "Do you know how to arrest the spirit and send the general?"
The next moment, the crying stopped suddenly, and the grave-weeper subconsciously saw the filial son's flag in his hand move a little behind him: "You...you..."
"That's right." Jiang Xin smiled and instantly entered a state of spiritual vision. On the carefully maintained filial son's flag in the grave-weeper's hand, more than a dozen spiritual bodies were lurking on it.
"Ju Ling sent generals, come!"
With a grin on her lips, Jiang Xin reached out and made a move in the air. An invisible force instantly penetrated the space like a chain and tied it to the spirit body. The chain was tightened, and dozens of spirit bodies were instantly pulled into Jiang Xin's hand.
"There are 13 spirit bodies. You must have saved them for many years. Thank you." Jiang Xin turned over his hand and took the spirit body into his body. When he released it, the ownership of the spirit body had been completely changed, and it was different from the filial son flag.
Cut off the last link.
"You, you give back to my elders!" Zhenqi moved, waving the empty filial son flag, and the grave-weeper rushed up howling like a madman, and the filial son flag stained with corpse poison danced in the air with white arcs.
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"Of course, most of them are lunatics." Seeing that the Graveweeper who had lost his spirit body did not run away, but took the initiative to attack, Jiang Xin shook his head, stretched out his hand, and instantly obtained 13 spirit bodies from him.
pouring out.
With the general holding the spirit in hand, the role of the spirit body in his hand will naturally not be limited to inviting the upper body or attaching to the utensils. By providing enough Qi, Jiang Xin can let these spirits exist independently in the world and directly control the soul and spirit.
s attack.
Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. When the spirit body manifests, ordinary physical attacks may not be able to touch the existence of the spirit body, but the Qi that everyone among the aliens has can cause harm to them. If they are attacked specifically for the soul,
It is possible to attack and be wiped out in a flash.
But one thing is obvious. As a shaman, Graveweeper's Qi Dao cultivation is really not very good, and his filial son's flag cannot harm the root of the spiritual body.
The 13 spirits whizzed away at the grave-weeper like locusts passing by. When they dispersed again, the grave-weeper had already fallen to the ground, breathing weakly.
After receiving feedback from the spirit body, Jiang Xin nodded slightly: "I see, the spirit body's methods are limited, and there is currently no way to directly destroy the soul of an alien. I have to do it myself."
The Graveweeper's method was really too shameful. He had to cry in front of everyone to activate his abilities. Jiang Xin asked herself if she could not accept it. In addition, with the skill of Ji Ling Sen, she could not copy this guy's ability.
Kill him directly.
Under the state of spiritual vision, as the vitality of the Graveweeper gradually disappeared, Jiang Xin saw wisps of black energy exuding from his limbs and bones. In the entanglement, a spirit body that was very similar to the Graveweeper's previous appearance gradually emerged.
come out.
The body of the spirit body was pitch black, but the hatred and malice could not be erased from its eyes, and it would turn into cause and effect and attach itself to Jiang Xin.
However, when the Spirit-Juling General was activated, before the spirit body could make any further movements, an invisible chain completely locked it, and then with a pull, it turned into Jiang Xin's 14th spirit body.
"What a rare and rare kind man. He gave me 13 spiritual bodies during his lifetime, and after his death he personally became the 14th one to make up an even number for me."
Feeling a little happy in her heart, Jiang Xin then began to ponder again: "By the way, since this guy whose soul has been wiped out many times can form a spirit body, why didn't the three people he killed before appear?"
"Is it possible that the formation of a spiritual body is related to the strength of the alien before he was born?"
But thinking of the spirit body of Mr. Wang Zizhong in Feng Xingtong's body, Jiang Xin shook her head again: "No, ordinary people can also generate spirit bodies. Although it is with the help of external forces, it is still possible. It should have nothing to do with strength."
"But if all ordinary people can generate spirit bodies under the influence of external forces, the strength of the Wang family, which masters the art of subduing spirits, will inevitably expand to an unstoppable level, but that is not the case now."
"It seems that there must be certain conditions for ordinary people to form spiritual bodies. For example, obsession? Strong spiritual will and so on? What about the aliens? The aliens are not weak in strength and have stronger spirits than ordinary people. Why are the three
This guy didn’t show up as a spirit..."
Niu Tou looked at the corpse on the ground, and Jiang Xin couldn't help but think of the identity of Wei Grave in life: "Is it possible that only those who have practiced spirituality before death can give birth to a spirit body? From that point of view, wouldn't everyone be able to do it?"
Turn into a spirit after death?"
As if a four-mile road had been opened, Jiang Xin began to speculate all the way: "The three Dantians are responsible for cultivating the spirit and soul; the lower Dantian is responsible for cultivating the spirit and soul; the lower Dantian is responsible for cultivating the physical strength; the middle Dantian is responsible for the balance between the body and the outside world."
"In this way, I only need to find a few strangers whose abilities are related to cultivating one's nature and refining one's life to verify whether my idea is correct."