Clang!
The broken sword drew a straight line of light and heavily slashed at the silent incense burner.
The sound of a bell clashing rang.
There was a huge gap in the incense burner.
Petroleum-like liquid flowed out of the cracks, and the air was filled with the stench of rotting corpses.
Bubbles were rolling in the liquid.
Strange palms extended out from within, bringing with them a sticky splash of water.
However, before these palms could move...
Wu Jian had already raised his sword and slashed down.
Puff!
The Slicing Death Curse was even more terrifying than the Penetration Death Curse.
The hands disintegrated as they were cut off, turning into stinky blood without any supernatural power and seeping into the soil.
He had lost the support of supernatural powers.
The black liquid in the incense burner gradually dried up.
Only the lifeless incense burner was left on the side.
"The source of the ghost fog…"
The needle in his left eye jumped, and the Ghost's Domain of Time spread out, sealing off the nearby area.
Through the perception of the Ghost's Domain of Time.
Wu Jian discovered that there was a ball of green and white gas that was constantly rotating in the incense burner.
Around the ball of gas was a sticky black liquid.
Under the effect of the Ghost's Domain of Time, the liquid was robbed of time and became illusory and dried up.
The green-white mass of air was the source of the ghost fog.
The black liquid was the curse liquid that had just killed him.
This ghost fog was not just a simple monster.
Instead, it was an existence that was a mixture of two strange things.
However, the green-white ghost fog was a complete puzzle.
Instead, the black liquid was just a derivative of some strange power.
Under the unreasonable Time Plunder ability, the liquid had completely dried up.
Kacha!
The liquid disappeared.
Cracks began to appear on the ancient incense burner.
The cracks were densely packed like a spider web, covering the entire incense burner.
With a crisp sound, the incense burner suddenly collapsed.
A ball of green and white gas the size of a ping pong ball appeared.
Before Wu Jian could do anything.
This ball of gas ignored the blockade of the Ghost's Domain of Time and directly turned into a white light that entered Wu Jian's body through his nose.
“WDNMD！”
He was speechless.
The ghost mist that entered his body was like an extremely cold stream of ice.
The heart-wrenching sensation made his body stiffen rapidly.
"Phew…"
Thick white mist seeped out from between his teeth.
Wu Jian's face turned pale, like a frozen corpse.
In his mind, illusions of life and death kept appearing.
A deep sea sealed by thick fog, a planet frozen by cold fog, a foggy forest that could never be walked out of, and a terrifying city that hid countless sins in the fog.
One by one, soundless images appeared one after another, trying to invade Wu Jian's consciousness and transform his spirit.
Wu Jian's heart was numb as he faced the strange power that was invading him.
His consciousness had been frozen by the ghost fog.
However, his body's talent could not be frozen by the ghost fog.
A deep and vast power burst forth from an unknown part of his body.
It was like an erupting volcano, destroying everything in its path.
The invasion of the ghost fog was crushed on the spot by this force, turning into fine dregs. It was forcefully pinched into a green-white smoke that fused into Wu Jian's breathing.
As Wu Jian's body forcefully adapted to the ghost fog, it turned into a breath of gas.
Wu Jian's consciousness quickly returned and took control of his body again.
Weng!
How did the ghost fog taste?
Was it as smooth as ice cream? Cold and delicious?
However," He " didn't have any cards in your body." He " didn't even have the right to stay in a fixed organ.
Poor Miko became your breath, moving in and out of your body according to your will.
He probably never thought that he would end up like this.
Pitiful, lamentable, and lamentable!
Was it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?
You have to treat her better in the future.
"Mist? Haha!"
The tone of the Bizarre Era's text notifications became more and more indecent.
Wu Jian was already a little used to it.
He took a deep breath and absorbed the ghost mist that he had accidentally spat out into his body.
He felt the icy cold breath circulating in his mouth, nose, and throat.
Wu Jian rubbed his throat.
"It tastes like mint candy and is very moist.”
Ghost fog was different from time fog.
It turned into a ghostly mist that breathed.
It circulated through his mouth, nose, and windpipe.
It actually made him feel comfortable.
It felt like he had a ball of cool and refreshing drink that was always nourishing his throat.
It allowed him to always maintain the best sense of breathing.
"Interesting."
He took a deep breath and felt the lightness and coolness in his nose and throat.
Wu Jian put the broken sword back into its sheath and opened the Bizarre Trainer forum.
The ghost fog has been resolved. Transfer the money to my account.
After sending this message, Wu Jian left his bank account number.
He was already too lazy to hide his identity. There was no need at all.
He believed that if the other party really wanted to investigate.
He couldn't hide his identity.
As for whether the other party would renege on his debt and not give him the reward.
Wu Jian was not worried about this.
The Bizarre Trainer Forum was not for fun. It wanted to gather all the Bizarre Trainers in the country to fight against the endless stream of strange incidents.
If they couldn't even guarantee the most basic reward, why would the bizarre controllers risk their lives to complete the bounty mission?
Moreover, Wu Jian was confident in his strength.
He didn't mind showing off his muscles to the founder of this forum.
He wanted them to understand that there were some people that they could not offend.
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