In the collapse, it seemed that the whole picture had become still, and Wang Chen stood there quietly, looking at everything in front of him.

He understands that the mask he got in the tomb is owned by the former Bai Qi, that is, the person who has just experienced everything, and in this mask, there is a memory, or a will, and only those who are recognized can get the mask.

The premise of being recognized is to go through a war.

Obviously, Wang Chen was recognized and got this mask.

When everything around him crumbled and was replaced by another picture, the surrounding scene recovered, back to the scene where Wang Chen had just arrived, and even at this moment, his cultivation, everything about him returned to normal.

He looked at the tomb in front of him, the name on the tombstone had long been weathered, and he couldn't make out the words written on it.

With all kinds of moods, Wang Chen hugged his fists and bowed, and engraved two big characters "Bai Qi" on the stone tablet with a wave of his hand, he didn't understand why he did this, but he had a feeling that he was going to do it.

Like a hero, he thought of himself from the experience of Bai Qi, and he was killed by Qingxian in his previous life.

He was fortunate to be reborn, and as for Bai Qi, he may have long been sleeping in the Yellow Spring, waiting for his reincarnation.

After Wang Chen bowed, in the mound of soil behind the stone stele, the mask actually floated out of the woods, as if recognizing the master, and came to Wang Chen.

Gently picking up the mask, Wang Chen brought it up without hesitation.

The moment he put on the mask, his appearance changed, the vicissitudes of life, a scar that ran through the root of the ear, a monstrous iron and blood meaning, and even the breath of a mortal exuded from his body.

This time, Wang Chen felt that he could take off the mask at will to return himself to normal, and when he put on the mask, even the peak of the Heavenly Realm would not recognize himself, and he could even control his breath after wearing the mask at will, or a mortal, or revealing his cultivation.

I was overjoyed in my heart, with this mask, it was equivalent to Wang Chen, who had another identity, and with this identity, he could do a lot of things.

At this moment, suddenly a vicissitudes of sound sounded in his mind, and when he heard that voice, Wang Chen was stunned, because this voice was very familiar to him, it was the voice that came out after he put on the mask.

"This general, Bai Qi, has been fighting for decades and has not tasted defeat, all because of the power of the mask, this mask is not a mortal thing, it should be a legendary immortal thing. ”

"This thing has no name, I will name it Bloodface, and it can be used to provoke monstrous war intent after bringing it. ”

Therefore, the blood of the object is strong, and it will invade the mind, so it will not be carried often, so as not to make mistakes. ”

......

"Remember what posterity will receive, remember your heart, and do not kill innocents indiscriminately"

Wang Chen listened to the sound of vicissitudes, his heart shook, this mask was so extraordinary, so what secret was in him?

With doubts in his heart, Wang Chen sank into his heart and wanted to find out, but after inquiring for a long time, there was no result.

Perhaps, this mask is just a magic weapon to change the face.

Shaking his head, Wang Chen resisted the idea of obtaining strange treasures, how could there be so many strange treasures in this world, but let himself encounter them.

He took off the mask and put it in the ring, looking around, he had not forgotten the purpose of coming here, but at a glance, there was not the slightest fluctuation of his soul.

"Grandma's, why doesn't there be a soul in this mass grave, it is clear that there are so many dead here...... That's right. ”

Suddenly, Wang Chen's eyes lit up like a blessed spirit, and he hurriedly took out the blood that was put into the ring.

Thinking back to the scene of his experience just now, a call, and thousands of troops coming to meet each other, he was eager to try, and immediately put the mask on his face.

Tilting his head, he looked slightly into the void......

Vicissitudes of life, iron and blood, supreme, domineering, several breaths converged into one, and fused into a sentence and an order in Wang Chen's body.

"Bai Jiajun, come out!"

Wang Chen, who wore a mask, was Bai Qi, and his voice was General Bai Qi's order.

This place was originally unusually quiet, full of stone monuments and graves, and even those buried in the graves, even the bones of those buried in the graves were weathered to decay, and as long as they were touched lightly, they would be wiped out.

However, when Wang Chen's voice fell, the air burst into the air, and a monstrous aura poured in from all directions, which made Wang Chen's heart hot.

He just gave it a try, but who would have thought that he would really summon the Bai family's army.

As if countless years have passed, even if the Bai family army is dead and broken, the soul still exists, they are waiting, waiting for the killing god Bai Qi who convinces and respects them.

The mist rolled, the wind howled, and the soul shadows riding the Netherworld War Horse appeared in Wang Chen's sight, occupying the entire land for a short time, and there was no end in sight as far as the eye could see.

"Meet the General. ”

"Meet the General. ”

"Meet the General. ”

All the soul shadows, turned over and dismounted, and in the direction of Wang Chen, knelt on one knee, and bowed with fists in their fists!

This scene, if it weren't for the presence in person, it would really be difficult to feel the feeling that the blood was boiling, Wang Chen was excited, took a deep breath, waved his hand, and motioned for everyone to get up.

"General, where is there a war, my bloodthirsty battalion must be the vanguard. A strong man's soul shadow came to Wang Chen, clasped his fists and bowed, his eyes were full of fighting intent, as if this person was born to fight.

"Hmph, when it comes to chopping people, my butcher battalion is no weaker than you, general, let me be the vanguard, you can give the order, no matter who it is, the last general will definitely make him often boning the knife powerful. Another soul figure walked out, and a boning knife kept flying in his hand, and the cold air was pressing, as if he had a feeling of being cut at a glance.

"My broken bones battalion, how can I lag behind, this vanguard must be us, no matter who he is, go down with a hammer, and let his soul fly away. ”

"What's the hurry, without my Blood Bow Camp to open the way, can you do it?"

Soon, two more big men walked out and came to Wang Chen, looking like they were competing for the vanguard and not willing to lag behind.

This time, Wang Chen was embarrassed, he didn't seem to have said that he wanted to fight! Looking at the appearance of these souls, it seemed that as long as he didn't say a word, he would be anxious with himself, and he was also afraid, seeing so many souls, he really couldn't beat it.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Chen coughed dryly.

"In a quarter of an hour, find me the three thousand men with the greatest strength. ”

The voice fell, and the four generals turned around and left, and as a result, it took less than ten breaths to bring the person Wang Chen needed the most strength.

But Wang Chen looked at the tens of thousands of people in front of him, a little confused......

"You ......"

"General, compared to strength, all of my bone-shattering battalions are born with divine power, and they can pick up a thousand pounds of giant hammer with one hand. ”

(End of chapter)