Vol 10 Chapter 365: Wraith

After walking another ten meters forward, a new line of data appeared again before Ye Heng's eyes.
"Preliminary identification:
Cultivated as: The Seventh Grade Martial Artist
Time of death: about 5 years
Cause of death: unknown factors "
He is also a martial artist, and he is still a Seventh Grade. This kind of cultivation can be used as an elder in the sect, but he still died here, and Yeheng did not see any obvious on their bodies The scars and bones are exceptionally well preserved. Did these people die from poisoning?
Ye Heng was thinking, but a voice suddenly came out of his head.
"Boy, I feel the breath coming in front of me, it seems to be the breath of resentment, and it is very powerful. Are you sure you want to go?"
"Blood Feather Venerable? Why are you still alive?"
When Blood Feather Demon Lord heard Ye Heng's words, he was immediately unhappy and snorted.
"You're a bastard, Laozi kindly reminds you, what the are you talking about!"
Listening to the angry tone of Blood Feather Demon Lord, Ye Heng realized that he had made a mistake and quickly apologized.
"I don't mean that, Lord Mozun, you misunderstood."
Bloodfeather Demon Lord was too lazy to care for him, and he stopped speaking after snorting.
auzw.com "You can still feel the things in front of you in this state?"
Ye Heng couldn't help asking.
"Boy, don't look at me with your narrow eyes. My height is what you can guess. What is ahead of it, I know it clearly."
Bloodfeather Mozun's words were very arrogant, making Ye Heng very uncomfortable, but in order to know more about the previous situation, Ye Heng could only suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart and asked kindly.
"Master Mozun is right, it's my eyes narrowed, but can you explain what the blame that was just said is the soul of the dead person? Or something else? Please also ask Master Mozun for me Soaring knowledge. "
Listening to Ye Ziheng taking a mouthful of Lord Mozun, Blood Feather Mozun felt very happy to listen. He also forgot about what Ye Heng just said to offend him, with some proud words.
"Huh, if you are a kid, that old, oh no, the deity will give you a good science about what is called Wraith. This so-called Wraith, is ..."
As he was saying, Bloodfeather Demon's voice stopped, and he didn't say a word at all.
"Master Mozun, why didn't you speak?"
"Well, didn't I tell you before, a large part of my memory is missing, and I don't remember much about this grievance, only some fragments of memory."
As soon as Ye Heng heard this, he was speechless, but he took a breath and smiled.
"It's okay, just say whatever you remember. It's okay if you have a long experience."
Bloodfeather Demon nodded, so he began to speak.
"My memory about this grievance is not very comprehensive, but I still remember some of it, as you said before, these grievances are the souls after death, more accurately, they should be called a kind of God Soul Condensation. Given the existence between virtual and real.
Of course, not all people can be turned into grievances after death. Only a warrior, a powerful enough warrior can be transformed into a grievance after death, and this powerful refers to not the ordinary five or six rank martial arts, but eight ranks or even Only the warriors of Ninth Grade can condense the soul of the gods into a grudge. "