But at this moment, the black mist had grown into a big mouth, and was violently approaching Han Chen.

"Han Chen, be careful! The black mist is floating!"

"Master, come out soon, the black mist has been completely irritated!"

The so-called bystander Qing, Wu Yuan and Tun Tianling on the side, noticed the situation on Han Chen's side at this moment, and said quickly.

When it was said that it was too late, the black mist immediately swallowed Han Chen in.

Han Chen disappeared into the black fog in an instant, and everyone shouted at Han Chen again, but there was no news from Han Chen inside.

"The Korean team is okay?" Jin Pangli, Hornet and others asked anxiously. They knew that Han Chen was very high, but they couldn't stand the perverted black fog attack.

"Yes, we have to find a way to save the Korean team!" At this time, Tu Huang was like an ant on a hot pot, too anxious.

The rest of the people also looked at the situation inside.

"Should we let the void elves save people?" Sun Xue asked towards Wu Yuan. After all, Wu Yuan knows Han Chen best now, so let's see whether Wu Yuan should decide whether or not, after all, Wu Yuan is now the core of their team.

"No, I believe him, he will be fine." Wu Yuan said firmly, even so, she still looked at the situation very worriedly.

After all, people's hearts are all flesh-grown, how can they turn people into cruel stones?

A group of people looked anxiously outside, but Han Chen was not in a hurry. The black fog was coming and swallowing so many red bugs, he had mutated, and he had a pair of red pupils.

When Han Chen was entangled by the black mist, Han Chen immediately let the flame essence envelop Han Chen, but the effect was not obvious. The flame essence would soon be swallowed by the black mist.

At this moment, Han Chen smiled, and after attaching the yin and yang squid ball inside his body to the outside of his body, the mist was nowhere to be attacked.

"It seems that this verifies my conjecture. This is actually a special kind of divinity." Han Chen was only able to observe the surroundings in time.

In this way, this special divinity can compete with the yin and yang cuttlefish ball of the fusion of three colors, and it is comparable.

In this way, Han Chen didn't have the first time to let the Void Elf send himself out.

This kind of black hole man exudes, indicating that the black hole man has condensed his special divinity into substance, and has such blood-absorbing and divine characteristics.

Han Chen couldn't help thinking of his gray wings. Those gray wings could also absorb the divinity of others, so I wonder if it has something to do with this.

As he was thinking, Han Chen let in a wisp of black mist in, and then bloomed into a mythical form, the gray wings came out more and more, directly touching the wisp of black mist.

Zizi.

The two intersected, screaming, but Han Chen could clearly feel that the black mist had not lost a single bit, and Han Chen's gray wings had not damaged a single bit, just a little blackened.

"Is this dyeing my wings?" Han Chen thought for a moment.

But this is unlikely, Han Chen knew that there must be other effects.

Suddenly he thought of something, and then put his mental power into it, and after checking the gray wings, he was shocked.

"There is a spiritual imprint on this? This black dyeing is not simply dyed, there is that spiritual imprint on it!"

Doesn't this mean that all the black objects marked by him can become his spiritual brand?

Han Chen showed a pair of horrified eyes. If his position is always marked by the other party, wouldn't he be invisible? Can't escape the other party's mental detection at all?

Thinking about it this way, Han Chen realized the seriousness of the problem and did not expect this strange situation.

It seems that it is necessary to take a good look at it, and nothing can go wrong.

After Han Chen encountered this problem again, he quickly tapped his mental power into it, and it took a long time for that thing to be completely wiped out.

This way Han Chen would not become the marked little lamb.

After dealing with the black marks on his body, Han Chen put his mental power on this weird dark cauldron again, and found that there was not a trace of mental power on the cauldron.

Han Chen was both gratified and surprised.

Then I checked the clay pot and found that it was the same, not marked by mental power.

It seems that this matter should be careful, let the black mist stay in this clay pot.

Han Chen saw that he could not completely conquer the black fog, so he had to do it, and watched to continue to hand over the remaining hundreds of red bugs to the black fog to swallow.

But at this moment, Han Chen actually clearly felt that the black mist was nurtured by Han Chen's red bugs, and had an inexplicable connection with Han Chen.

"Aren't these worms absorbed? How can they still contact me?" Han Chen was stunned. These red worms were connected to the worm mother. Han Chen killed the worm mother. There should be such a connection.

Could it be that the hatred of these crimson bugs has changed to some extent?

Has it become a connection to Han Chen?

Things must be reversed.

Han Chen couldn't help thinking of an old saying that these insects were full of hatred for Han Chen, but at such a juncture, they turned into a certain spiritual connection to Han Chen.

Han Chen sighed, and then swallowed all the remaining red bugs to the black mist. After a while, the connections between them became clearer.

Han Chen could even feel that he could control the black mist, so Han Chen driven the black mist according to his own strength of will.

Let the black mist move from one side of the clay pot to the other side.

However, Han Chen realized that his mental power had consumed more than half of it at this moment.

"This is such a consumption of mental power!"

Han Chen couldn't help being taken aback. Compared to the pleasure of being able to manipulate the black mist, he now felt a bit overwhelmed.

But think about it, these black mists are even stronger than the Conferred God Realm, and he can actually drive them, which is quite powerful.

However, it is not particularly useful at present.

Han Chen thought so. These things can contaminate those magic weapons and the like, but it also made Han Chen come up with some practical methods.

As for the spiritual imprint, Han Chen found that it still exists.

But this is good, at least in the memory of the black hole man, the black fog has not changed, and he is his own.

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