This "Chu Liang" shining with white light looked panicked, his face was distorted, and his limbs were twisting hard, trying to break free from the pull of "Zhongwen No. 2".
However, "Zhongwen No. 2"'s right hand was like an iron pliers, ruthlessly pulling more and more body parts out of his head.
Bai Chuliang seemed to be experiencing unimaginable pain. He kept baring his teeth and trying to relieve the pain by roaring.
However, no matter how he changed the shape of his mouth, he could not make any sound.
In this battle, the strength of both sides is obviously not on the same level.
Soon, the white Chu Liang was completely pulled out by "Zhongwen No. 2" and completely separated from Chu Liang's body.
At the moment of separation, Chu Liang's body swayed slightly, and then he could no longer support it. He fell straight downwards and fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".
And the white light man caught in the palm of "Zhong Wen No. 2" actually turned into a little bit of white light, floating in the air, and soon disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.
Could it be...
Did he pull out the old man's soul and destroy it?
Looking at this strange scene in front of him, Zhong Wen couldn't help but be stunned. He felt that the things he had encountered recently were becoming more and more bizarre, and his thinking could hardly keep up with his eyes.
However, the matter is not over yet.
"Zhong Wen No. 2" clapped his hands in disgust, then turned his eyes and looked at Chu Liang's body below.
At this time, Chu Liang's eyes were empty and his expression was dull. He was lying flat on the ground motionless, like a corpse.
People with keen senses can still detect a faint breath of life from between his mouth and nose.
"Zhong Wen No. 2" flashed and appeared next to Chu Liang in an instant, walked around him twice, and then penetrated into the old man's body with a "whoosh".
The next moment, Chu Liang, who was originally like a dead body, moved slightly, supported the ground with his hands, and slowly climbed up.
After "rebirth", Chu Liang still looked like an old man with white hair and white beard, but his eyes looked much younger, full of excitement and curiosity.
He twisted his waist vigorously, stretched his arms, and touched his cheek. He looked as excited as a child who got his beloved toy.
As a result, a top practitioner of the Immortal Style suddenly began to make various poses, swaying his hips and hips, and his style became extremely weird, and he couldn't bear to look at it.
"Am I handsome?"
After a long time, he finally finished playing with his body, suddenly raised his head and smiled at Zhong Wen, and asked triumphantly.
"Number two?"
Through the shared vision, Zhong Wen already knew it in his heart, but he still couldn't help but ask.
"I am number one, you are number two!"
"Chu Liang" shook his head like a rattle and denied it again and again.
Sure enough!
Is this Avenue No. 2?
After destroying someone else's soul, you actually want to take over his body!
Isn't this the legendary resurrection of a dead body?
See you soon!
Although he and "Zhong Wen No. 2" often communicated through thoughts, this was the first time they used voices to talk like ordinary people.
The feeling of "talking" to his own path was very novel for him for a while.
"Really? If you think about it carefully, who is number two?" Zhong Wen sneered, and a simple bronze mirror suddenly appeared in his hand.
The moment he saw the mirror, "Chu Liang's" expression changed, his aura instantly weakened, and he laughed dryly and said: "No. 1 and No. 2, it's just a title. I have a lot of people, and I don't have the same experience as you."
"Just think about it clearly." Zhong Wen smiled slightly and put the bronze mirror into the ring. "Although this body is a little older, it still looks good."
"Isn't that right?"
"Chu Liang" suddenly felt a little carried away, "It doesn't matter if you are weaker in strength, but you can't lose in appearance."
Seeing that "Zhong Wen No. 2" paid so much attention to appearance, Zhong Wen couldn't help but laugh. Suddenly he understood why he always liked to slap his face when he was a person with a Yin soul and body.
"But the person you killed was the elder of the Seven Star Pavilion." Zhong Wen added, "Now that we are in the territory of the Seven Star Pavilion, I advise you not to use this body casually."
"What are you afraid of?"
"Chu Liang" said disapprovingly, "I have long disliked them. If they dare to mess with me, I will kill them all."
"A good man cannot stand in large numbers." Zhong Wen shook his head and said, "Besides, Beidou was a little weird last time. I always feel that this person is difficult to deal with."
"Okay, then you have to keep this body for me."
Seeing his insistence, "Chu Liang" finally compromised and said a little disappointed, "When I get back to Daqian, I will have a good time."
After saying that, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and then he fell to the ground with a "plop", facing up to the sky, and there was no more movement.
And "Zhongwen No. 2" has regained its appearance as a white light man, floating around in the air, contentedly.
Why do I feel like raising a baby for no reason?
If I were the protagonist of a novel, the novel would probably be called "The Ultimate Daddy Who Traveled Through the Future."
Zhong Wen scratched his head, reluctantly came to Chu Liang's side, patted the "Qiankun Bag" on his waist, and put the soulless but still breathing old man into the spiritual treasure.
Ever since Zhuma subdued the Wolf Spider Group and the Poisonous Dragon, her pitiful Qiankun Bag was obviously no longer enough.
Zhong Wen had to take action again and refined several new Qiankun bags for her.
Fortunately, the golden spider silk spewed by the white wolf spider is much better than the poisonous spider Xiao Zhu in terms of quantity and quality, and it can be regarded as an extremely rare and precious material.
Therefore, the space inside this batch of refined Qiankun bags will be much larger.
Originally, Zhong Wen himself did not need the Universe Bag, but "Zhong Wen No. 2" seemed to be obsessed with the feeling of controlling the "mecha" and refused to abandon the Poison Dragon King's body. In the end, he was lying on the ground like a child.
He was rolling around and refused to get up.
In desperation, Zhong Wen had to refine another Qiankun bag for himself, specially used to store the body of the Poison Dragon King.
Different from storage accessories, the Qiankun Bag can only store living objects, but cannot put inanimate items, which is exactly suitable for the current state of Poison Dragon King and Chu Liang.
From the time Chu Liang appeared, fell down, got up and twisted around, fell down again, and was finally put into the Qiankun bag by Zhong Wen, the whole process seemed complicated, but in fact it only took half a moment.
Anyone else would have couldn't help but ask, but Liu Qiqi always stood quietly aside without saying a word.
However, her eyes still revealed a bit of curiosity and confusion.
"Long wait." Zhong Wen turned around and smiled at her, "Let's go!"
"Yeah." Liu Qiqi nodded, trying to look indifferent.
Her face was still pretty and lively, but there was a faint air of melancholy between her eyebrows. She was completely different from the energetic and energetic girl when we first met her.
"Qiqi, are you okay?" Zhong Wen asked with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No, it's okay." Liu Qiqi shook her head and smiled at him.
After all, she has an upright temperament, and her acting skills are really unflattering. Although she tried her best to look cheerful and happy, the result of forcing a smile turned out to be more like crying.
Zhong Wen's heart moved, and he suddenly understood Liu Qiqi's mood.
The ruthless swordsmanship was defeated by Tianshu, Liu Qiqi's realm was damaged, her strength plummeted, and she might even stop here for the rest of her life without making any further progress.
For a young girl who loves kendo and practices extremely hard, this kind of blow is undoubtedly a huge blow.
If she hadn't been strong-willed and stubborn since she was a child, she would have suffered an emotional breakdown long ago. It is understandable that she is as depressed as she is now.
"By the way, look at this!"
A feeling of pity surged in Zhong Wen's heart, and his mind was spinning rapidly. Suddenly, an idea flashed, and he came to Liu Qiqi in a few steps, and gently pressed his right hand on her forehead.
Liu Qiqi felt her eyes flash as a golden technique suddenly appeared.
Yun! Sword! Sutra!
It was among the fragments of time and space that the master of the Wanjian Sect, Taoist Wuhen, presented the secret book of martial arts to Zhong Wen.
Kung Fu?
Liu Qiqi was stunned, wondering why Zhong Wen would teach her a skill.
It should be noted that Kung Fu and spiritual skills are different. Most of them conflict with each other and cannot be practiced at the same time. Ninety-nine percent of the practitioners in the world will only study one Kung Fu throughout their lives.
According to common sense, Liu Qiqi already possesses the "Heavenly Sword Qi" and cannot practice other techniques.
However, upon closer inspection, excitement suddenly appeared on her face.
It turns out that this "Yunjian Sutra" was specially created for sword cultivators. It does not cultivate spiritual power, but only cultivates sword intention. It can be practiced with any spiritual power technique in the world. It can be called the treasure of Wanjian Sect.
According to the secret book, if you can persevere and practice diligently, the sword intention in the sword cultivator's body will become stronger and stronger, with almost no upper limit.
Once the cultivation is successful, even the sword cultivator at the spiritual level can use the three-foot green edge in his hand to attack the strong saint and even defeat him in battle.
Liu Qiqi's eyes shone brightly, and her original melancholy temperament was instantly swept away, exuding vitality again.
Although I don't know if the senior who created the secret book was exaggerating, for Liu Qiqi, this "Yunjian Jing" is undoubtedly a way forward and a possibility to become stronger.
"Zhong Wen, thank you!"
The girl's big watery eyes stared at Zhong Wen's face, with an indescribable light shining in her eyes, and she said seriously.
"Why are you thanking me? Have you forgotten the agreement between us?"
Witnessing the changes in Liu Qiqi's body, Zhong Wen suddenly felt a little happy and couldn't help but joked with a smile, "I'm still waiting for you to become a saint as soon as possible and protect me!"
"I will." Liu Qiqi raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but her eyes were extremely determined.
…
Just when Zhong Wen and Liu Qiqi were returning happily, the Xiqi battlefield was already filled with smoke and war, making it a hellish scene.
Looking at the black mass of spiritual master cultivators in the sky above the enemy, General Xue wiped the sweat from his forehead in despair, his heart gradually sinking to the bottom.
This chapter has been completed!