It was a faint Black Mist, floating along the air. Ordinary people couldn't find it at all if they didn't look carefully.

But ye Chen Dao was clear-minded and sensitive. He found it at the moment of the black fog.

From the black fog, he felt the familiar breath.

That's the smell of the faceless monster in the daytime!

The faceless monster was very smart and alert. He knew that he could not defeat Ye Chen in the face-to-face battle, but he wanted to sneak attack.

Ye Chen secretly laughed in his heart, and pretended not to know anything on the surface, and continued to cross his knees to regulate his breath.

Soon, the black fog invaded and floated in front of Ye Chen, suddenly twisted and burst, sending out a terrible roar, jumping out of a slender, long haired faceless monster, pale hands, sharp fingernails as a knife, fiercely stabbing Ye Chen's heart.

Ye Chen snorted, without any action, but suddenly burst under his body.

The trap he set up during the day was triggered on the spot.

I saw a dark light of steel, with cold dignity, and the murderous spirit of the ancient people, and the ferocity of soul eating and bone etching, fiercely shot at the body of the faceless monster.

Click!

The light of Steel burst and covered the faceless monster. The energy of the Iron Throne exploded instantly.

The faceless monster uttered a scream, and suddenly was invaded by the smell of the iron throne, and his body was ironed inch by inch.

"If you want to attack me, you are not qualified!"

Ye Chen sneered and grabbed the black hair of the faceless monster with his palm.

The monster's body was ironed and could not move at all. It could only be pinched by Ye Chen, and the voice of grief and terror was sent out in his throat, such as a dying beast.

As long as ye Chen spits out his palm power, he can crush the monster's head and kill it completely.

"Who the hell are you? Tell me your identity!"

Ye Chen looked directly at the faceless monster. It was very strange. He smelled the fragrance of a girl from the monster.

The dreamy and greasy fragrance of that girl is very incompatible with the horrible appearance of this monster. If it is a person with a slightly weak heart, I'm afraid he will be directly tortured crazy.

Ye Chen's shackles of the heart had already been cut off, and his state of mind was as stable as a rock without any fluctuation. He just wanted to know the identity of this monster.

If it's not the person he guessed in his heart, he will kill immediately.

The monster sobbed silently. In fear, the blank face without facial features even shed tears of blood, which was very strange.

"If you don't say it, I will torture you to death by the most cruel means!"

Ye Chen's voice became colder and colder, prompting the energy of the Soul Eater to erode the spirit of the monster.

Under the erosion of the soul devouring beads, the monster's soul was almost torn apart, sending out sharp screams and howls, and a burst of obscure syllables came out of his throat.

Those syllables converge as if they were a sentence:

"Sister, help me..."

Ye Chen's state of mind is still as cold as a rock, so he is ready to intensify the torture.

"Ye Chen, let her go!"

At this time, a cold voice sounded.

Ye Chen looked up and saw a beautiful figure coming down in the void of the night.

It was a woman in a pear flower dress, with bright eyes, white skin, and a Wuwei Tianjian on her waist. It turned out to be Shentu Waner.

Ye Chen saw the arrival of Shen Tu Wan'er and was stunned. He thought he was dreaming and could hardly believe his eyes.

"Wan'er, it's you!"

Ye Chen stared at Shen Tu Wan'er in a daze.

"It's me."

Shen Tu Wan'er's voice was soft, her eyes were full of endless attachment, and there were many complex emotions. She stared at Ye Chen and walked over step by step.

Ye Chen looked at Shen Tu Wan'er carefully and found that her breath was much stronger than before, revealing a great brilliance like a demon.

Ye Chen knew that she must have received the blessing of the future body, so her cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.

"This man is the wife of the moral God, the moon soul fairy. Don't hurt her."

Shen Tu Wan'er pointed to the monster in Ye Chen's hand and said.

"Is she... Moon soul fairy?"

Ye Chen was stunned, and her heart shook a little.

In fact, he had guessed that the identity of this faceless monster was probably not simple.

But now hearing Shen Tu Wan'er explain the truth, ye Chen is still extremely shocked.

Such a ferocious and strange monster is