Zhou Yuan asked thoughtfully: "What could make you, a mid-eighth-grade monk, so panicked?"
"Haha, you will know after you see it yourself?" Zhu Ba replied unceremoniously.
"If I go there in person, I'm afraid you will die. Can't you see? I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious deeds!" Zhou Yuan's voice came lazily, and his smiling expression made Zhu Ba unable to bear it.
I shivered!
"What do you want to do to me? Even if I am trapped in this formation now, if you come in, the outcome of the fight is still up for grabs! Humph!" Zhu Ba said gloomily, raising his eyebrows and flashing his eyes a few times, as if
Watching Zhou Yuan's every move closely.
"It's better not to cry without seeing the coffin. I've seen a lot of people like you. Unfortunately, they are all dead now!" Zhou Yuan greeted coldly, but his face turned completely gloomy, and then he sat down cross-legged and slowly
Closed his eyes.
"Don't be pretentious! Do you really think I'm scared? Haha, it's just an early eighth-grade person, how can he stir up trouble in front of me? When I was chased by you just now, I was just a plot by you!"
Zhu Ba said expressionlessly.
"Shadow Word: Pain!" The corner of Zhou Yuan's mouth curled up. Although his voice was not loud, it caused a storm in Zhu Ba's mind. But after all, he was a middle-level eighth-grade monk. How could he lose his composure in front of the enemy?
So Zhu Ba seems to be standing firm and motionless!
Zhou Yuan showed a surprised look, glanced at Zhu Ba, slowly closed his eyes, moved his neck, and murmured:
"Shadow Word·Pain!"
"Shadow Word·Pain!"
"Shadow Word·Pain!"
Three consecutive sounds, although Zhou Yuan's ears did not see any change in his tone or tone, they fell into Zhu Ba's mind. The deafening sound became more and more deafening, and the tinnitus kept coming, and his mind was about to explode from the pain of spiritual consciousness.
, so that he can no longer remain calm!
He cried out "Ah" in grief and anger, and fell to the ground. His face was ugly, and blood was slowly flowing from his seven orifices. At this time, Zhu Ba was disheveled and crazy, and Zhou Yuan could clearly feel his body twitching from time to time.
, as if getting an electric shock.
"I'll give you a cup of tea. If you don't sit down and face me, I'll do it honestly. From today on, I'll let you enjoy the feeling of the spiritual weapon stirring you every day. How about this sour feeling?" Zhou Yuan asked quite sadly.
said.
"No, no, no, no, I say, I say! Senior, it was a young man who was ignorant of the mountains and bumped into you. I beg you, sir, to spare me. I will never dare to do it again! I will never dare to do it again."
I don’t dare!” Zhu Ba felt a headache and couldn’t help but feel very upset.
"How could I have provoked such a disaster?" Zhu Ba had been pampered for so many years and had only himself to blame for others. How could he have thought that he would be in this situation today? Moreover, this method of attacking with spiritual consciousness had long been lost in the Middle Ages...
...
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The angrier he became, the more aggrieved he became. Zhu Ba, who couldn't think of it for a moment, burst into tears in front of Zhou Yuan. His heartbroken look made Zhou Yuan a little unhappy, thinking, "I just beat you three or four times, no?"
As for making you in mid-eighth rank hurt like this!"