Otherwise, it would be terrible if he was discovered!
After all, he is not a ghost.
Where did the ghost clan skills come from, and how did they learn them.
I'm afraid this requires explanation.
Instead of doing this, it would be better to ask this old guy.
This old guy is an eighth-grade alchemist, so this problem is obviously not a problem for him.
"Use your soul power to shock him!"
"Want to use my soul power to shock you?"
Yaochen nodded.
Seeing Yao Chen's confirmation, Meng Jing didn't hesitate much.
He immediately began to sit cross-legged and practice with his eyes closed.
This is done to better force out one's soul power.
The soul that was finally reduced to perfection before is now about to be released.
I don’t know, with my own soul power.
Can it scare the other party?
Click!
Suddenly, a cracking sound sounded.
I saw a trace of transparent soul with a faint blue light beginning to float out of Meng Jing's body.
Then, a majestic soul force floated in the entire air.
In comparison, that dark mass of soul power.
Meng Jing's soul power was obviously glowing with blue light, making him appear purer.
"Roar?"
Seeing Meng Jing floating out, the fourth elder of the ghost clan subconsciously took a few steps back.
Compared to this young man, my body is obviously not on the same level.
The attitude of oneself approaching nothingness.
And the soul floating out of the other party is, to a certain extent, not much different from the body.
Just that difference.
It is enough to show the strength gap between the two people.
"What's going on? Why is the other party's soul power so weak?"
After the entire soul was separated from the body, Meng Jing glanced at the fourth elder of the ghost clan, and then at himself.
Said in surprise.
This opponent is physically fit.
Although it looks similar.
However, if you really want to say it, the other party seems to be a little weak.
The kind that feels like you can just lift your hand slightly and knock the opponent away at will.
"It's not that he has become weaker, but that you have become stronger!"
Yaochen spoke out.
"Why?"
Meng Jing scratched his head.
"Because you have the first level of initial soul power!"
"Is the soul power very strong in the early stage of the first level?"
Meng Jing asked curiously again.
He didn't know much about this soul power realm division system.
However, with the system improving so quickly.
Meng Jing felt that his level was still too low.
But now, look at the complicated expressions on Yao Chen and the fourth elder of the ghost clan.
It seems that my level is not low yet.
After listening to what Meng Jing said, Yao Chen showed an impulsive expression as if he wanted to beat you to death.
Then, he slowly began to explain: "Although you are not as strong as reaching the peak, compared to some people, you are already at the top!"
"No way?"
Meng Jing was shocked.
Is it that exaggerated?
How could he still be at the peak of his power when he was only in the early stage of the first level of soul power?
If it weren't for the serious expression on the old man's face.
Otherwise, Meng Jing would really think that this old man was joking with him.
"Why not? After a normal alchemist practices for a lifetime, his soul power can only reach the level of the initial stage of the first level of soul power. Please note that I am talking about a lifetime."
"And you, a little kid, have already broken through to the first level before you are twenty years old. It shows that you are a genius in refining medicine!"
The more Yaochen explained, the more excited he became.
It is conceivable that he has already broken through to the first level before he was twenty years old.
If Meng Jingruo wanted to learn how to refine medicine, his future would be limitless.
He is even expected to be able to surpass himself, which is no big deal.
"Well, then maybe I was a genius in refining medicine in my previous life!"
Meng Jing smiled.
It seems that my soul power is quite powerful.
Otherwise the old man would be so excited.
It seems that you can really try to make medicine as the old man said.
Who knows, it can really make a difference in refining medicine.
"Well, it's decided then!"
Meng Jing made a decision in his heart.
After you decide to go back, you can start trying to refine medicine.
For now, let's deal with this ghost general first.
"Ho ho ho!"
The fourth elder of the ghost clan also roared angrily after realizing that Meng Jing was focusing all his attention on him.
Immediately, two black claws floating in the air suddenly grabbed Meng Jing.
The tyrannical force continued to attack Meng Jing from his claws.
Turned into a series of fierce attacks!
"seek death!"
Meng Jing's mind also moved, and he also raised a hand and clenched his fist.
Blast away at the attacks that were turned into scratches.
boom!
A dull, thick explosion exploded after the punch was thrown.
"Be careful, little doll, if you destroy it, what kind of ghost general will you make?"
Looking at Meng Jing's extremely fierce attack, Yao Chen also subconsciously dodged aside.
Although, he is different from the ghost clan.
But it still exists in the air in the form of soul.
Meng Jing's attack was naturally effective on him.
Therefore, if you can hide a little bit, try to hide a little bit.
"Okay, okay, I'll pay attention!"
Meng Jingpo was a little helpless and couldn't deal with it.
I'm afraid of destroying this guy even if I give him a beating.
Hey, it’s really hard to do.
"drink!"
Seeing that Meng Jing's fierce offensive became much weaker, the fourth elder of the ghost clan showed a cold expression on his lips.
With a flick of his wrist, a black long sword appeared in his hand.
Then, he lightly grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand, and aligned the palm of the other hand with the end of the hilt.
With a sudden push, the long black sword swung.
It turned into a black light and shot straight towards Meng Jing.
"Then use your sword to deal with this guy like you!"
Meng Jing did not choose to dodge, and allowed the opponent's tyrannical sword energy to stab straight at him.
The moment he was about to make contact with his body, his clenched fists suddenly spread out.
A powerful thrust erupted from the five fingers.
This powerful counter-thrust caused the black sword to stay in the air.
After staying for less than a second, there was another whooshing sound.
At a faster speed, like lightning.
Being pushed back.
The fourth elder of the ghost clan obviously did not realize that Meng Jing still had such methods.
The end of the black sword hit his chest directly.
Poof!
A mouthful of black blood spurted out.
The next moment, the body of the fourth elder of the ghost clan shot out.
Then, he fell to the ground.
"Oh my, I told you, little kid, to be gentler with your attack. This time it's better. You'll beat this ghost to half death!"
Seeing this scene, Yao Chen, who was watching the show, trotted all the way to the side of the fourth elder of the ghost clan.
Looking at the other party who has fallen apart, it is also a secret pity.
"What should we do?"
Meng Jing asked.
You have already reserved your strength, okay? Who knew the other party was so inexperienced?
"We can only use the Dragon Soul Spirit Pattern Pill!"
"Isn't it a pity to use that?"
Meng Jing asked.
Originally, he kept the elixir and gave it to his loyal men.
Now, I have to be swallowed by this ghost general.
No matter how you look at it, it’s the kind of person who suffers the most.
Yao Chen shook his head, "Little doll, you are not at a disadvantage. If you let him take it, you may become the number one ghost general in the world!"
"Okay, let's give it a try!"
Meng Jing said, reluctantly taking out the porcelain bottle from the space backpack.
The elixir, which had not yet been heated, was just gone.
Besides, it’s still an eighth grade.
I feel bad!
It hurts!
"Stop acting like that. When you become an eighth-grade alchemist, won't it be easy to make such elixirs?"
Looking at Meng Jing's expression of pain and reluctance, he took a sip of Yao Chen.
After taking the elixir, pour the elixir from the porcelain bottle.
Put the Dragon Soul Spirit Mark Pill into the mouth of the unconscious fourth elder of the ghost clan.
"Now, just wait for him to mutate!"
