"Soul King, is the Nine Orifice Soul-Destroying Erysipelas poisonous enough? It won't kill this kid, right?"
Along the way, Zhou Wubing asked with a gloomy face. He also wanted to dig out the secrets of Zhuo Yifan, but he didn't want Zhuo Yifan to die like this.
Therefore, after resting for a while, he hurriedly went to find the Soul King. If he had been a moment later, Zhuo Yifan might have been tortured and left.
"Don't worry, Master Wu." The Soul King's eyes were piercing, "This man can withstand my enhanced version of Soul Eater Powder, and he can withstand my Soul-Destroying Pill. He is a monk, and he will never die so easily.
.”
"This person is of great use to me and must not die."
"Master Wu is so nervous about this person. Could it be that..." The Soul King has never seen Zhou Wubing look so worried, and he immediately thought of what Zhou Wubing told him last time.
"You guessed it right. Not only can this person counteract spiritual pressure, he also has divine power. He must have eaten some kind of spiritual fruit in the Blood Hell. I took too many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and my meridians were blocked. I must find a powerful force.
Use medicinal materials to break through the meridians. If this person can be made into a pill..."
"So that's what happened."
The Soul King nodded and smiled evilly: "Actually, Master Wu, you don't need to worry too much. Isn't it just blocked meridians? There is a kind of poison here..."
"Ahem..." Zhou Wubing coughed lightly and walked into the secret room quickly. He was not interested in the weird poisons of the Soul King, and most of those poisons were experimental products. Who would he talk to if he died after eating them?
"Zhuo Yifan, I'm here to see you. Shouldn't you express your gratitude?"
The door of the secret room was kicked open. Zhou Wubing stared at Zhuo Yifan coldly. Seeing him with his head lowered and looking slovenly, he couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahaha! Zhuo Yifan, aren't you very nice?"
A cow? Why have you turned into a drowned dog now?"
No matter how Zhou Wubing mocked him, Zhuo Yifan lowered his head silently, thinking about giving the two of them a huge surprise!
"Soul King, why doesn't he speak? Is he dead?" After mocking for a few times, Zhou Wubing felt something was wrong. His eyes swept across the ground, and then he saw clearly a pool of blood on the ground under the dim candlelight, and he was suddenly shocked.
Shout: "Tongue! He bit his tongue and committed suicide!"
"Don't be excited, Mr. Wu. He has been poisoned by my soul poison. The pain in his body has long been numb. Even if he bites his tongue, he will not die. Looking at his dying appearance, he must have been fainted by the poison. Ha, I thought this kid's
How strong your willpower is, that’s all.”
The Soul King sneered and took out a bottle of green potion from his arms: "Hahaha, monks are only at this level. Under my great poison technique, they will all turn into dog slaves... Will they commit suicide by biting their tongues?
What a spineless poisonous slave!”
The Soul King opened the bottle cap, pinched Zhuo Yifan's face, and poured the antidote into his mouth without any scruples. He shook his head, knowing that Zhuo Yifan, who was poisoned, could not do anything to him.
Little did he know, the shadow of death had already enveloped him.
"puff!"
Just when a bottle of medicinal liquid was fed into Zhuo Yifan's mouth, the medicinal liquid turned into a water gun under the influence of meditation and sprayed out violently.
The Soul King was overwhelmed by this blow. He raised his head suddenly and screamed. Before he could make any reaction, the green water gun shot straight at him like a sharp arrow, instantly locking his heart.
"what happened!"
Zhou Wubing also felt extremely dangerous and couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Ah! Master Wu, save me..."
"Tsk!" Before he could finish his words, the water gun fiercely penetrated the Soul King's body.
The bright red blood flew out of the body directly along the bloody heart, spraying several meters away on Zhou Wubing's face.
At this time, endless resentment, regret and despair suddenly surged into the soul king's heart. He touched his empty chest in disbelief, looked at the blood flowing all over his hands, and died on the spot.
"You killed the Soul King! You actually killed the Soul King! The Soul King has followed my father for many years. Even if I let you go, my father will not let you go!"
Zhou Wubing was stunned by this scene. He didn't expect Zhuo Yifan to regain his energy. In his impression, he should be tortured to death by the Soul King now.
"Let me go? Haha..."
Zhuo Yifan seemed to be listening to the funniest joke, and without saying much, he slowly stood up from the ground. His expression suddenly turned cold, exuding the cold air as if from hell, and the sneer raised at the corner of his lips was the harvesting of souls.
symbols of!
The look he looked at Zhou Wubing became as ferocious as a demon, and the murderous aura he released was like the light of a sword, stealing people's souls.
"Boom!"
The terrifying spiritual pressure was shrouded in the air, and Zhou Wubing felt his whole body stiffen, and he was so oppressed by this spiritual pressure that he couldn't breathe.
Click!
Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan exerted force, broke away from the iron chain, flew up and hit the Soul King hard on the head.
Bang! The Soul King's body was kicked away at once, and his head couldn't help but exploded before it reached the air. The thick brains and blood turned into a ball with the body and fell down.
"carefree!"
After killing the Soul King, Zhuo Yifan felt as if the insult he had received no longer existed. He walked towards Zhou Wubing step by step, as terrifying as a god of the underworld.
In the past, because he was too worried about the burden that excessive wear and tear would bring to the Demonic Eyes and Iron Arms, he always restrained his attacks, restrained, and restrained again, unable to fight with all his strength, and acted very cowardly.
But now, after practicing the "Great Asura Demon Emperor Sutra", the spiritual power accumulated in the spiritual sea is incredibly rich, twice as much as the original spiritual power when full. The whole body has undergone tremendous changes, and the muscles have become stronger.
Tighter, the bones become harder, and even some flexible movements that cannot be done in the "Dayan Tu" body refining technique can be performed one by one, and the strength, defense and speed have been increased!
From 30 meters per second to 50 meters per second!
Power! Unprecedented power! He felt that the power of every cell in his body could be used at his disposal.
"After the Lord of the Rings recognized its owner, it strengthened my soul and brought the quality of my soul to the top level! It increased my power by ten to twenty! It also expanded my cells and expanded my spiritual sea." Da Ah
The power of the Shura Demon Emperor Ring simply turned decay into magic, bringing Zhuo Yifan a huge surprise.
In addition to inheriting the six-path soul technique, the Lord of the Rings itself is also a spiritual brain, which can store meditation power and call it when Zhuo Yifan needs it. This means that Zhuo Yifan has two spiritual brains, and the storage of meditation power is also
Twice as big as soul cultivators of the same level!
Coupled with the fact that his meditation state has reached "integration of spirit into concentration", the overall strength of the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes. Although his cultivation has not improved, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a rebirth.
"Reiatsu...you actually developed the power of meditation? This is impossible!"
Zhou Wubing's spiritual pressure was so high at this moment that he was unable to defeat Zhuo Yifan. He kept shaking his head and was completely stunned.
Just a moment ago, he had been hit by the Soul-Eating Powder and fed the Soul-Breaking Pill, and he was still a useless physical practitioner. How could such a change happen just a few hours later?
"Impossible! Impossible! It was only a few hours ago!" He couldn't believe it.
"Nothing is impossible... I am very grateful to you. I am grateful that you used such despicable poisoning methods to stimulate me and stimulate me to start the path of soul cultivation."
Zhuo Yifan sneered: "It doesn't matter who you are from the Zhou family, or what backers you have behind the Zhou family. You will definitely die today!"
"I don't believe it!" Zhou Wubing's hair was flying, his eyes were shining with electricity, he gritted his teeth, and with the spiritual pressure, he blasted straight into the void, bringing out a fierce hurricane and a series of phantoms.
"madness!"
Zhuo Yifan stood upright and slowly raised his hand. A psychedelic white light flashed in his mind. A two-meter-long white needle stretched out from his middle finger. It was filled with boundless killing intent. Once his soul
All contamination will be affected by the killing spirit.
As the white needle swayed, obscure ripples spread crazily in the hand, forming a powerful vortex.
"Boom!" The turbine drives the explosive force, and the "Asura's Thorn" suddenly shoots out from the middle finger.
"The path of boundless killing lies with me, Shura. With the thrust of Shura, there is no one who can defeat me!"
The Shura's thorn tore through the air and shot out into Zhou Wubing's body. Such a fleshy body could smash even a boulder, let alone a fleshy body. A needle pierced Zhou Wubing's chest.
Boom! Zhou Wubing's whole body was rolled up like a scarecrow with the "Asura's Thorn" and flew out of the secret room.
"Asura's Thorn is so strong!"
Seeing Zhou Wubing being knocked away by his blow, Zhuo Yifan's blood surged all over his body. However, he did not chase him out immediately. Instead, he searched the Soul King's secret room for a gourd of "Nine Apertures Soul-Breaking Pill". Although this thing is poisonous,
But it might come in handy later in the day.
"...What is this?" Just as he was about to leave, Zhuo Yifan's eyes suddenly fell on a metal box. The box was completely dark and difficult to detect in such a dim room. However, meditation waves came from it,
It immediately attracted his attention.
Opening the box, a shining bead illuminated the entire secret room. In the dim room, stars were dotted, beautiful and bright. Although he didn't know what the bead was used for, Zhuo Yifan still put it in his arms, thinking so
A beautiful luminous pearl would be a good gift for Na Nizi.
As for the rest of the bottles and jars, Zhuo Yifan was not interested in taking another look. He didn't know what these poisons were used for, and it was useless to take them.
"What kind of soul magic is this! No!!"
Zhou Wubing let out a scream and was stabbed more than ten meters away. He hit a big tree hard and fell to the ground along the trunk, blood spurting out.
"Zhuo Yifan...you..."
There was a look of despair on his face. He felt that his soul was severely damaged. Even if he could survive, he would still be a useless person.
"I have long said that nothing is impossible. Do you think it is great if your meditation power reaches '1'? Hehe, this spiritualism is my last gift to you. I will kill you now, lest you
Don't think wrong about me or the people around me again!" Another "Asura Thorn" had been gathered quietly, and it was about to be aimed at the chest to kill Zhou Wubing.
"stop!"
A loud roar came, like a fierce lion, shaking the soul, and the power of meditation was so powerful that it could tear people apart.
The person who came was a young man wearing a mink robe, with a strong back and strong waist, tall and tall. No one would have thought that such a young and handsome man was actually the eldest master of the Zhou family retreat, Zhou Dongshi!
The meditation power that breaks "1", and the sonic skill is used to roar, which will shock people's hearts and minds. If it is a physical practitioner without meditation power, it will be directly stunned by the roar and the whole body will become stiff.
"I said that Zhou's military soldiers will definitely die today!"
The magic ring turned, and the surrounding spiritual pressure was swept away. The shocking Shura thorn burst out with a cold luster in Zhuo Yifan's hand. The power burst out completely and quickly at this moment, invisible piercing Zhou Wubing's chest, and his whole body
The shot flew out and was nailed to the tree trunk.
The last trace of life was ruthlessly taken away.
"Bing'er..."
Hysterical roars suddenly erupted from Zhou Dongshi's mouth, making people tremble all over.
But Zhou Wubing could no longer hear his roar, and his eyes protruded forward in fear, making no sound. But Zhuo Yifan looked at him with a sneer, and the blood dripped down the Asura Thorn.
On the ground, the scene of death was extremely ugly.