Chapter 1238: The Art of Invisibility

"You deserve it!"

Jin Jia was very happy in the soul sea.

He held the soul whip in his hand, but did not join the battle.

First, the "dream bugs" were too small, and it was not easy to hit them with the soul whip.

Second, the formation was showing its power, releasing more and more small fire snakes.

Now there were seven or eight fire snakes flying around in the air,

and the remaining two "dream bugs" were running around,

and they were doomed!

There was no need for him to get involved.

Qin Shaochen also saw the situation of the battle clearly.

He was also quite satisfied with the effect of the fire-type small soul formation.

He wanted to nod slightly,

but found that he was a ball of mist, unable to nod or speak at all.

Fortunately, he could send thought commands to the little golden man.

"Jin Jia, put away the soul whip."

"The soul whip is not very effective against those little soul bugs."

"Dream bugs are afraid of fire. You might as well control a few fire soul runes to attack them. The effect will be better."

The little golden man shook his head, looking disapproving.

"Master, with the formation, those two little bugs won't live long."

"I'm not here to deal with those little bugs."

"I'm waiting for the chief elder of the Xia family."

"I really hope to have a fight with the soul of that soul master!"

"Qin Shaochen" was a little speechless after hearing this.

It seems that the little golden man has become more and more confident after having several soul tools and has not met any opponents.

It's a good thing to have confidence,

but too much confidence will turn into arrogance.

I was thinking about how to remind the little golden man.

I heard two consecutive sounds of "Puff!" and "Puff!".

Two small flames appeared in the air and flashed away.

It turned out to be two dream bugs, which were hit by the fire snake almost at the same time and burned to ashes together.

"Alas! Although they are famous, their strength is just so-so!"

The little golden man shook his head slightly with a look of contempt.

"With such little ability, you dare to attack my soul sea. You are simply overestimating your own abilities."

"It's really boring to watch such a fight! It's better to have a good sleep."

After saying that, he didn't forget to pat his mouth with his hand and yawned.

"Qin Shaochen" was startled and immediately realized that something was wrong!

The little golden man sometimes takes a nap in the soul sea.

But there are actually very few such times.

At this time, he actually began to feel sleepy. There must be something wrong.

Just as he was about to remind the little golden man.

But he saw the little golden man stretched out his hands, stretched his waist, and then lay back, floating in the air, and fell asleep directly.

He fell asleep really quickly!

"Qin Shaochen" was very surprised.

I knew immediately that the little golden man had been possessed by the dream bug at some point.

The entrance to the soul path had clearly been sealed by the soul formation.

How did the dream bug that put the little golden man to sleep get into the soul sea?

It seems that the dream bug is really not simple.

Fortunately, his consciousness is hidden in the soul mist, so he did not fall asleep with the little golden man.

The next moment,

I saw a soul mist floating over from a distance, and when it arrived in front of the little golden man, the soul mist began to churn and change.

Soon it turned from virtual to real, and condensed into a thin old man with white hair and beard and Taoist style.

His demeanor was kind and free and easy.

At first sight, people felt a good impression!

"Daoyou, wake up!"

The old man's voice was low and deep, very attractive.

The little golden man trembled and sat up immediately.

He opened his eyes and looked at the old man, as if he saw an acquaintance, and a smile appeared naturally on his face.

He was not surprised at all. How could an old man suddenly appear in his soul sea?

"I am really sorry to bother you, Taoist friend!"

The old man with a Taoist style clasped his hands together in greeting, humble and polite.

"You have a unique figure and an extraordinary appearance! Although this is the first time I have met you, I feel like I have known you for a long time."

"I can't help but want to make friends with you."

"Maybe we can really get along and become friends regardless of age!"

The old man smiled and talked like an old acquaintance:

"My name is Xia Xuan, and I am an elder of the hidden Xia family!"

"Excuse me, fellow Taoist, where are you from?"

"I!"

The little golden man opened his eyes wide, but his eyeballs were dull and there was no spirit in his eyes.

His eyes were dull, as if he had lost the ability to think.

He looked awake, but also asleep.

However, when he opened his mouth to answer, he still retained a trace of instinctive alertness.

His expression twitched twice, and he struggled a little.

"My master said that my identity cannot be told to outsiders casually."

"But am I an outsider?"

The old man smiled and his voice became deeper.

"Didn't I say it just now? We are close friends regardless of age."

"Since we are friends, what can't we say!"

"I have already told you my identity. As a friend, you should also be honest and tell me your true identity. That's reasonable!"

"Am I right?"

"Qin Shaochen" understood this.

Although the little golden man opened his eyes, he was still asleep.

Not only was his mind unclear, but he also had little ability to distinguish.

When a person is dreaming, any absurd thing will seem reasonable!

Therefore, when asked by the old man, he will tell the truth quickly.

Of course, the enemy cannot succeed!

"Qin Shaochen" did not dare to neglect it, and quickly sent a thought to the golden armor before the little golden man answered.

The little golden man had no ability to think while dreaming.

After hearing the answer, he did not think about it, and directly followed the original words of "Qin Shaochen" and began to answer the question.

"I can tell you my true identity, but you have to promise not to tell others casually."

"Of course, I am your good friend, so I will not tell your name to outsiders!"

"Okay,"

The little golden man nodded, and his voice was empty, without any emotion!

"My name is Tan Chen, from the Puppet Sect, and I am from the Tan family of the Puppet Sect."

"The Tan family of the Puppet Sect?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help frowning and began to recall the information of the Puppet Sect.

But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember which family in the top families of the Puppet Sect was surnamed Tan.

"Daoyou, your identity is very mysterious!"

"Your cultivation is so profound, and you always carry seven black-armored immortal puppets with you. You don't look like you come from an ordinary family, right?"

The old man couldn't help asking in confusion.

But "Qin Shaochen" was shocked when he heard the old man's words.

He immediately knew that

the chief elder of the Xia family must be hiding in the Demon Wind Valley.

Otherwise, the other party would not know that he had activated a total of seven black-armored immortal puppets.

He didn't dare to be careless,

and immediately passed this information to the consciousness of the main body.

Qin Shaochen in the outside world immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

Although he was still closing his eyes.

He looked drowsy,

but in fact, he had already used his thoughts to contact the golden Ding in the soul-nourishing wood,

and then, with the help of the golden Ding to open his spiritual consciousness, he began to scan the surroundings quietly.

Unexpectedly,

Surprisingly, after scanning three times, no human figure was found within a few hundred feet.

Just when he thought it was unlikely, he suddenly found a clue.

It was not scanned by the divine sense, but heard.

Relying on Jin Ding in the soul-nourishing tree, he kept flapping his big ears.

In an instant, he faintly heard the breathing of a person on a big tree three hundred feet away.

It was just that the wind in the valley was too chaotic, making the sound intermittent.

This allowed the enemy to lurk at a distance of two hundred feet without being discovered.

"What a close call!"

Qin Shaochen in the outside world secretly said in his heart that he was lucky.

A distance of two hundred feet is not a distance for a Jindan Daquan.

A teleportation plus a Jindan Daquan spell can easily kill a Jindan Zhenren in a breath.

Fortunately,

he arranged four black-armored immortal puppets to be by his side.

The combat power of the black-armored immortal puppets may not be very strong,

but their defense is absolutely first-class,

which prevented the enemy from taking risks.