Chapter 239 (1/2)
Nie Chen did not float on the treetop. At the moment before he rose to the treetop, Nie Chen's Noumenon had disappeared into the void, hiding himself with the array. It was the same as the last time when rescuing Zifeng in the qingjue execution ground, he met Qinglian's violent storm with the body of an illusory spirit.
He floated up the treetop with the body of illusory spirit and walked slowly, just to see what the man was planning. The spirit body of the illusory spirit body combined with the magic array and the spirit array, and the transformed spirit body was almost the same as Nie Chen's noumenon.
The ghost had no real combat ability, but his powerful magic was very good. But what they did not think of was that Nie Chen was not the ghost himself, but his spirit body.
Nie Chen himself can not move, because as long as he moves, he will appear from the void. This is a drawback of the illusory spirit body, because he wants to stabilize where he is, to control the spirit body with himself as the array; but he does not need to move anything at all.
Therefore, Nie Chen's method just controlled each other with the magic skill of the magic ghost, and Nie Chen himself remained outside the magic of the magic ghost, observing the evolution and changes of everything clearly.
In the field, the only real thing is the torn corpse, the dark red sword of Nie Chen, the monk in the middle grade of youth, and the phantom ghost hiding in the dark place to enchant Nie dust's spirit.
When Nie dust died, the ghost and the monk thought that their cooperation had been successful again. However, Nie Chen had mastered all their secrets.
Therefore, with the speed of the empty step, Nie Chen moved his body and directly came to the unreal ghost with no fighting power, and directly killed it with a sword; at the same time, his spirit lost its maintenance and did not begin to disintegrate; and Nie Chen's red sword almost disappeared at the same time, in fact, it turned into a streamer and flew not far behind the monk's back.
The monk saw that Nie Chen's magic spirit body was false, and he thought that he had been hit by a magic skill more powerful than that of the magic ghost. The broken spirit body was no threat to him, because he thought it was false. His attention was all on Nie Chen, and Nie Chen gave him a great threat.
Because he didn't notice that the magic spirit of Nie Chen disintegrated, the flash of red light, and Nie Chen also successfully used the shock and fear of the other party's mood. Finally, when the other party turned to flee, he used the dark red sword that had already been prepared to sneak into the ground in front of Nie Chen.
Nie Chen's caution and caution once again saved him from a sneak attack and embarrassment. Although this time's embarrassment does not necessarily cost his life, Nie Chen will certainly be injured.
”Purple soul grass?” Nie Chen naturally didn't let go of the Friar's storage bag. When he opened it, there were countless purple soul grass. What he didn't expect was that this guy was also collecting purple soul grass. The monk's three storage bags were all filled with purple soul grass, which might be 8000. At least these 8000 plants saved Nie Chen the power and time to collect 8000 plants.
”One hundred excellent spirit stones and three thousand top-grade spirit stones are not bad either!” Nie Chen's mouth showed a smile, ”but these magic tools are like chicken ribs. It's useless to eat, but it's a pity to abandon them.”
”These magic weapons are not ineffective. Dissolving them when you break through can also provide you with a lot of aura.” In Nie Chen's heart, the voice of the blood stone remnant soul rang up.
”Dissolving instrument, absorbing spiritual power?” Nie Chen was surprised, but for the first time, he heard of such an idea. However, he was relieved that the magic weapon was originally the spiritual magic weapon carefully cultivated by the friars. Naturally, there was no lack of aura in it.
”The sword in your hand is the sword of the monk's life. If dissolved, it can provide more than 80 spirit stones.” That blood stone remnant soul reminds Nie Chen, ”and you still seem to have a lot of magic weapons!”
Nie Chen nodded. He had a lot of magic weapons. At the beginning, he got a lot of magic weapons in the jade lotus platform of Qinglian. In addition, in the continuous escape and killing, the mud dust did not miss a magic weapon, even if he could get the magic weapon in his hand. Now, Nie Chen also got five or six magic weapons on this monk, although none of them came into Nie Chen's eyes.