When I opened my eyes again, it was indeed the environment that Feng Chen was already very familiar with, the blood-colored sky, and the shattered earth, which was the space where Feng Chen got the mysterious exercises.

It's just that Fengchen didn't expect this space to be related to his jade pendant. Thanks to that black bead, otherwise I don't know how long it will take me to discover this secret, and maybe I will never have a chance.

"I'm afraid my body has lost its vitality now. Fengchen thought. He had long understood that it was only his own will, or rather soul, that entered this space.

"Out of body," Feng Chen sighed. I have occasionally heard people mention in the past that it is necessary to reach an extremely high level to do it, and as for how high it is, Fengchen does not know. I also fantasized about it, but I didn't expect it to come true with the help of the power of the jade pendant.

"But what can it be? When the body dies, how long can the soul survive?" There is no longer much turmoil in the wind and dust, but now it can be regarded as the completion of a wish, and there is a trace of regret.

Thinking about it and letting it go, Fengchen no longer thinks about it so much, but prepares to explore this space before his soul dissipates. Fengchen always felt that this seemed to hide a lot of secrets, and it seemed to have a lot to do with him.

Just then, he heard an unusual noise coming from above his head. When I looked up, it turned out to be the black mist that had been absorbed by the jade pendant just now.

I have to say that the black fog at this moment is really a bit miserable. I saw that several chains covered with runes suddenly stretched out in mid-air, and they firmly locked the black mist that was obviously not disembodied and incorporeal, and it couldn't break free even if it slammed left and right.

That's it, the key is that there are still raging flames burning out of thin air under the black fog. Unlike ordinary flames, this flame is a faint dark green, like a ghost fire.

Seeing this flame, Fengchen had an indescribable sense of fear, as if it could burn the soul. Just by looking at it, you can imagine how "refreshing" the black fog that is really scorched.

Fengchen didn't have any mercy, if it wasn't for this black mist that invaded his body first, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Staring at the black mist, Fengchen wanted to see what was so strange about it. Fengchen hadn't forgotten the sound that echoed in his ears when he dripped blood on the black beads. Having seen the strangeness of the black mist, Fengchen could be sure that the sound was definitely from it.

And now the wind and dust don't believe it, it's all in such a situation, whether it's a person or a ghost in the black fog, you can still hide.

Sure enough, the black mist seemed to have spotted the wind and dust below, and rushed towards the wind and dust. Several chains tightened suddenly, emitting bursts of colored light, and the black mist was still bound.

Fengchen was startled by its flutter, and stepped back a little. His eyes were staring at the black mist more closely, and Fengchen knew that the more intense the reaction, the more uncomfortable it was.

But the black fog was still just a fog, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. Fengchen waited patiently, even if he didn't explore the secrets of this space, it would be nice to be able to watch the black mist suffer.

After a while, Fengchen found that the black fog began to be unbearable. Because it began to dissipate slowly, wisps of black smoke separated from the main body and merged into the world.

At this moment, the black fog began to get anxious, and it struggled even more frantically, but it was all useless. Wisps of black smoke were still peeled off unhurriedly. Seeing this, Fengchen was a little sympathetic to it.

The black mist was now like a prey that had been caught, but instead of killing it, the hunter slowly shaved off pieces of flesh from it. Thinking about the wind and dust has a chilling feeling.

"Boy, count you ruthless, Benjun admits it today, tell me what do you want to do?"

At the moment when Feng Chen was distracted, a cold voice came from his mind. Soon Fengchen reacted, and this voice was the one he had heard before. But Fengchen is keenly aware of the slightest difference, strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and weakness is revealed under the cold.

Fengchen didn't answer immediately, but tried to get information in his favor from its words.

The silence of the wind and dust made the existence in the black fog very crazy, and it was planted in the hands of the demon last time, that guy did have some ability, and in an instant, it was planted on a little hairy child whose milk bromide had not dried up. What's even more infuriating is that he even pretended not to hear, torturing himself with this damn strange fire, and the existence in the black fog felt that he was about to go crazy.

"I'll beg you, take this fire, I'll agree to whatever you want. After being hard for a while, I really couldn't stand it, and the black fog begged for mercy again, but the wind and dust were still silent.

"Damn, boy, you have the ability to give Lao Tzu a good time!" scolded the burned, half-dead Black Mist.

"What can you give me?" Just when the black fog was already on the verge of despair, he finally heard a response like a wind and dust.

"I am the spirit of the damned, and with me you will never have to worry about curses again, and I will teach you to curse, and then you will be able to destroy your enemies without even knowing it. As soon as he heard Fengchen's question, Hei Wu hurriedly grasped this life-saving straw and vigorously publicized his identity and role.

"Hmm, that's all?" asked Fengchen, pretending to be a little dissatisfied, and the shock in his heart was beyond measure. The spirit of the ancestral curse, the spirit of the curse, this is actually a heavenly and earthly spiritual creature. ”

Know that everything has a spirit, but only a very small number of them can become spiritual creatures by chance. It can be said that the appearance of any spiritual creature is a miracle, but I did not expect that this unsightly black mist in front of me is a spiritual creature.

Feng Chen's heart was hot, but when he thought of his situation, he couldn't help but sigh, "Alas, if only I could have met this cursed spirit earlier." ”

Also, I followed that old guy to the world before, and I knew countless secret places, stunts, and exercises...... I'll tell you all" The cursed spirit didn't know what Fengchen thought, and Fengchen's dissatisfied tone really frightened it, and he searched his stomach and bragged himself, just so that Fengchen would no longer torture it.

It's kind of useful, but how can I trust you? Fengchen asked again.

"Contract, contract, I can make a soul contract with you, but it must be an equal contract, after the contract is concluded, you and I will not be happy if something happens to you. Please, put away this strange fire. As soon as Fengchen relented, the cursed spirit immediately proposed a solution, but he had his own calculations in his heart.

"Then let's get started, as for this fire, I'll put it away when the contract is concluded. "The appearance of the cursed spirit has raised a glimmer of hope in the wind and dust, but who wants to die if there is a little hope of survival?

As for putting away the flames, Fengchen himself couldn't figure out where the flames came from, and naturally there was no way to talk about putting them away. However, this does not prevent him from taking the opportunity to force the cursed spirit, and no matter what he does after that, he will take the initiative.

"Okay, let's make a contract first. The cursed spirit was very happy, and then a ray of soul light shot out from the cursed spirit, forming a mysterious mark in front of the wind and dust.

The Cursed Spirit was a little hesitant to be so compatible with the "Hit the Road" wind, considering that although this contract was an equal contract, it was generally not good for it. Fengchen didn't believe that this guy would give in so easily, but when he looked left and right, Fengchen didn't see anything wrong with the mark in front of him, and it was indeed an equal contract.

This mark has a wide range of uses, not only can it be used to make a covenant with spiritual objects, it is as useful as a magical beast, it is not a secret, many people know and can also use it, the key is voluntary. Although there are few spiritual objects, there are many magical beasts, but the word voluntariness has stumped countless people.

Now that there is a spirit creature that wants to make a pact with itself, what is there to hesitate about. Fengchen didn't think much about it, and his hands condensed into an identical soul mark, which was combined with the mark of the cursed spirit, and then both disappeared. Inden, approximately, an invisible thread connects the wind dust and the cursed spirit.

The moment the contract was formed, the feeling of being connected to each other appeared very clearly, and the cursed spirit chuckled in his heart.

"Damn, damn it, it was, it really happened. How is this possible?" roared the cursed spirit.

Just as Fengchen had previously suspected, how could the cursed spirit be so obedient to sign the contract. The reason why this method is proposed is that it is sure to circumvent the binding force of the contract and deceive the wind and dust.

Maybe others can't, but it can, because it, the spirit of the damned, is a spirit of rules. It used this method to deceive the owner of the black skeleton in the first place, and even his eventual death was not unrelated.

But now the Cursed Spirit has found that the contract has actually taken effect, and the method of which he is proud has failed. What does this mean, the cursed spirit knows better than anyone else, he is really tied to this kid from now on, if he is finished, he will not be able to talk about his own death, but he will definitely be hit hard.

Stealing chickens is not a mistake, and in this way a soul contract with a damn guy is concluded, and the cursed spirit is extremely depressed.

Alas, I had no choice but to accept my fate, but fortunately, in order to appear more reasonable, it was specially emphasized that a contract of equality was concluded. But why? No, it shouldn't. "The cursed spirit can't imagine that if he made that kind of unequal contract, then I'm afraid he really wants to die.

At the same time, it was also full of puzzlement about the accident.

"Cao, boy, the contract has already taken effect, why don't you hurry up and let Benjun down. The cursed spirit suddenly felt a wave of heat hit him, and his mind returned, and this time he found that he was still tied to the fire, and hurriedly shouted to the wind and dust.

Fengchen was experiencing the feeling of making a contract, and suddenly heard the cursed spirit call himself, but he was a little embarrassed when he heard the content. The "doll" was deceived, but it was just a fake candy in his hand, and it was inevitable that the filling would be exposed.