After dealing with the White Fog Ghost, Jiang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for this mysterious shadow, I would probably have to fall here.

The sneaky ability is really weird.

But the next moment, Jiang Xiao was suddenly stunned, "Wait! Where is my soul bead?"

He looked at the empty grass in front of him and widened his eyes, not seeing the shadow of the soul bead at all.

Jiang Xiao immediately turned his gaze to the shadow under his feet, gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and spit out the soul bead for me!"

In the eyes of outsiders, I am afraid that Jiang Xiao would be deceived by ghosts.

However, only Jiang Xiao himself knew that the white fog ghost was most likely swallowed by his shadow, but this guy didn't even spit out his bones!

"You guys, you have to leave me some soup after you finish eating the meat, right?" Jiang Xiao cursed in disappointment.

At this moment, a line of twisted words suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

“...right hand..."

Jiang Xiao was stunned on the spot, and then he looked at his right hand in a daze.

The originally white and tender arms have turned dry and pale, like a tree bark covered with white paint, making people feel numb to their scalp.

At the same time, a thick white mist filled the surrounding area at some point.

"What?!"

Before he could have time to be shocked, Jiang Xiao suddenly realized that something was wrong with the white mist at this time.

It’s different from before, the fog at this moment actually brought me a sense of intimacy!

At the same time, Jiang Xiao was shocked to find that his vision was not affected at all.

Originally, he was in the white mist, and his five fingers were not seen. The sensory system was greatly hindered, but now all these negative effects have disappeared.

Instead, it is a kind of...

I am the master of this white mist!

You can even make these white mists change as you wish!

"I... this... completely abandons the natal spiritual weapons... the ability to use these ghosts with my own..."

Jiang Xiao looked down at his pale and haggard right hand, and suddenly felt a little dry.

Common sense in this world—

All battles with ghosts are inseparable from natal spiritual weapons.

As we all know, the spiritual power in the body of the Spirit Master can only be maximized through the medium of spiritual weapons.

Even the soul beads must be embedded in the natal spiritual weapon before the spirit master can use the abilities of those ghosts.

But now, I can actually use the ability of the White Fog Ghost directly?

Jiang Xiao swallowed, then took a deep breath, and waved it casually.

call--

Baiwu takes Jiang Xiao as the center and gradually moves to the left and right sides, revealing a normal road.

"It's true!!!"

I actually completely mastered the ability of the White Fog Ghost!

Although the White Fog Ghost is just a white-level ghost, its abilities are not simple.

The reason is very simple. Jiang Xiao has experienced it once just now.

The fog environment not only can isolate the sight, but also allows the appearance of the white fog ghost to be silent, just like an assassin lurking in the dark.

No one can guess where the White Fog Ghost is hiding, unable to perceive or predict.

Now, Jiang Xiao has the feeling of the White Fog Ghost before.

No one knows that I am here, and I am everywhere.

"This ability is simply tailor-made for my natal spiritual weapon! It seems that my profession will be an assassin in the future."

Jiang Xiao took a rough look at the scale of this foggy environment, which was about ten square meters, which was quite considerable.

At the same time, when using this ability, in addition to the strange changes in the right hand, the spiritual power in the body is not consumed much.

After a while, Jiang Xiao's right hand slowly recovered as usual.

Touching the smooth skin, Jiang Xiao frowned slightly, "It was because of the activate of this ability that the changes in his right hand were a bit terrifying. It seems that he will have to wear long sleeves in the future."

Fortunately, the weather has been getting more and more autumn, and many people on the street have already worn coats.

After looking at the time, there was still an hour left before the end.

"With this ability, the efficiency of killing wandering souls should be greatly improved. In addition, the ability of a white-level ghost alone has such a group effect. What kind of unique skills will that green-level soul bead have?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiao no longer delayed and quickly walked into the forest. While familiarizing himself with the ability of the White Fog Ghost, he collected the wandering soul water dew.

......

The sun gradually shifts slanted.

As the end was approaching, many students were eager to escape from the ghosts in the northern suburbs.

That's right, he "escape"!

Although they have just become spirit masters, although there are only harmless wandering souls in the outer area of ​​this ghost creature...

However, the most intuitive feeling that sneaks bring to life is the cold intention of death.

The dead soul that had long been dead lingers in your ears, constantly making sinister and sad voices, and combined with the gloomy and silent forest environment.

This kind of test is really a psychological torture for these high school students who have not yet grown up.

Looking at the pale and dazed young girls, Chen Fan shook his head secretly.

"This is still the lowest level wandering soul, and there is no danger of life and death. If you really become a spirit master in the future and go to a nightmare-level sneaky place, these people will be so weak that they can't even walk."

Chen Fan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Even if he knows that these students are still young, they can continue to grow in the future.

But the current situation may not give humans too much time...

"Take her into the car and drink some ginger soup and bask in the sun tomorrow."

Chen Fan patted a girl on the shoulders of a short-haired girl and said to her companion.

The latter was now limping on the ground, his eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul. It was obvious that his mind was lost and the wandering soul was in his body.

Suddenly, the crowd ahead made a noise.

A team returned triumphantly like a victor.

The leader was a boy wearing a clover jacket and bangs. This person was Zhang Hai.

At this moment, although he was in a little tired, his eyes were particularly bright, and his temperament was different from most other people.

Youhun did not defeat Zhang Hai's spirit, he defeated his own fear.

"Brother Zhang, it's amazing! I'm afraid this trip will be rewarding, right?"

It was obvious that Zhang Hai was far ahead of his peers, and several boys sitting on the ground resting immediately stood up and flattered him.

Beside Zhang Hai, the buzz-headed boy with a rifle whose natal spiritual weapon was a rifle spoke, "Of course, you don't think about what qualifications our Brother Zhang are?"

"Ha." Zhang Hai himself chuckled proudly.

He looked at the mentally damaged and listless classmates in front of him and felt more and more extraordinary.

I am born a warrior!

Zhang Hai thought this way and then walked towards Chen Fan.

"Senior Chen, this is the wandering soul dew we collected." Zhang Hai carefully took out the mutton fat jade bottle in his arms.

Chen Fan took the mutton fat jade bottle, carefully observed Zhang Hai, and praised, "You are very good, come on."

After receiving the praise of the senior Master of the Three-Level Spiritual Master of the Tianji Palace, Zhang Hai lowered his head and couldn't help but feel joy on his face.

Looking at the four-fifths of the water dew in the mutton fat jade bottle, Chen Fan nodded.

This is a very good result.

Here we can see the gap between ordinary people and elites.

After most students came out of the northern suburbs, where would they still feel like what rewards they would think about?

While drinking water, Zhang Hai observed other classmates.

Suddenly, Zhang Hai asked, "By the way, where are Bai Qimeng and the others?"

"It's not out yet, this woman seems to be determined to win the green-level soul bead." A boy whispered.

Zhang Haidao, "Normal, Bai Qimeng's parents are both spiritual masters, so we will definitely not be able to compete with her. But as long as we can leave a good impression on the master of the Tianji Palace."
To be continued...