Fang Zheng's eyes were ruthless.

"Die!"

Bang! Bang!

"Die, die, die, die, die!"

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

Fang Zheng wrapped his palm around the hunchbacked old man's neck, lifted the hunchbacked old man down and slammed it on the ground.

Because of the tremendous force in his arm, the entire cell trembled violently.

Again and again, he slammed the hunchbacked old man to the ground.

The ground shook again and again.

At the same time, the anger and death are transformed!

His body was hit again and again by the hunchbacked old man's resistance, and Fang Zheng snorted in pain in his mouth, but he just grabbed the hunchbacked old man in his hand.

But Fangzheng is like a ruthless beast, it just bites you and doesn't let go, and it is a life-for-life fight.

The hunchbacked old man's strength is stronger than him, once the hunchbacked old man escapes from his palm, it will only be more difficult to catch the hunchbacked old man next time.

Therefore, Founder can only come up with a life-for-life play.

Every counterattack of the hunchbacked old man caused great damage to the opponent's spirit.

The hunchbacked old man's counterattack was very fast, and his abdomen, legs, arms, and skull were hit hard, but under the transformation of vitality and lifelessness, the damaged divine soul was quickly healing.

Bang!

The shaking in the cell continued.

The tall, majestic blackened demon ape, with five thick fingers, was like a giant pinching a small pheasant, and bombarded the hunchbacked old man to the ground again and again.

And the hunchbacked old man's fierce resistance fell on Fang Zheng's body, and while causing huge damage to his divine soul, it also became the food to make up for his divine soul.

"Give me death!"

"Give me death!"

"Give me death!"

Fang Zheng pressed the hunchbacked old man to the ground and kept rubbing it, and the anger and death qi were converted for 0.1 seconds without delay, and he was crazy in his body.

Under this elimination of the other's strengths, finally, the hunchbacked old man took the lead and couldn't bear it, and his counterattack speed and counterattack strength were getting slower and weaker.

was tightly pinched by Fang Zheng's neck and smashed into pieces, and his recovery was getting slower and slower......

Finally!

Bang!

With the last blow, the hunchbacked old man's body was no longer overwhelmed and exploded.

At the same time, there was a gray-colored soul qi, rising from the body of the hunchbacked old man who was torn apart, breaking through the spatial barrier of the mysterious existence, and flying far into the sky.

Special Aura from the Hunchbacked Old Man +1.

Looking at the gray-colored soul qi in front of him, Fang Zheng knew that this wisp of soul energy was finally absorbed by the human skin scriptures on his outside body.

Heh, heh, hehe......

Fang Zheng gasped heavily, and the breath of the fierce battle was disordered, and began to slowly calm down.

"It's okay... In the past ten days, he has been frantically piling up spiritual martial arts, and his soul has become stronger, and his skin and flesh have become a little thicker, otherwise, it is really difficult to say with certainty whether he will win or lose this time. ”

Fangzheng couldn't help but rejoice that he was prepared for danger in times of peace and took precautions.

"Of course, the most important thing is that I have the ultimate move of infinite health regeneration!"

Although this battle may seem easy, it is actually not easy at all.

Fang Zheng dared to use the murderous fighting method of exchanging his life for his life, because he took a fancy to the spiritual world, not the reality itself, without the drag of the physical body, and without the fatal injury of the physical body, he dared to fight hard with the hunchbacked old man.

If it were changed to the outside reality, Fang Zheng wanted to use this kind of deadly fighting, and he didn't know how many times he had been beaten to death by the hunchbacked old man.

"Soul ......"

"It doesn't look like it's all a loss......

After Fang Zheng regained his composure, he looked at the cell with the door wide open, ready to step out of the cell and start exploring the dungeon.

"Why didn't the ghost mother show up today?"

With this doubt in mind, Fang Zheng walked out of the cell, first looked left and right a few times, and then walked to the hanged scholar on the opposite side of the cell.

The hanging scholar had his back to Fang Zheng, still kicking his two legs in the air, Fang Zheng groaned, and then turned the body of the hanging scholar around.

Who knows!

Just as Fang Zheng turned the body of the hanged scholar, a long scarlet object, with an illusory shadow that could not be seen, pierced towards the door in front of him.

It's very fast!

It was close at hand, and almost instantly ran to the front door of the square.

But Fang Zheng seemed to have expected it, his body just shook, and he dodged the sneak attack of the scarlet thing, and when he looked closely, it was actually the long tongue stretched out by the hanged scholar.

This scholar was very weak, and he was directly slapped into a spinning top.

Then, a wisp of gray-colored soul qi floated up from the hanged scholar.

Hey?

Looking at the ordinary soul qi that flew from the hanging scholar, Fang Zheng's heart moved.

It's hard to say, can you get the soul energy by killing the hunchbacked old man and these scholars?

Thinking of this, Fangzheng's heart immediately rejoiced.

That's good news.

As for the reason, Fang Zheng's eyes thought about it for a while, and he figured it out a little.

The ancient obsession that gave birth to this dungeon should be very powerful, even if it is a small trace of unconscious obsession that remains for many years after death, it is extremely powerful for him.

And he is like a parasite that grows from the inside of his body, eating away at the obsession of this ancient powerhouse little by little.

Of course, this is just Founder's personal conjecture.

There may be other possibilities, but not necessarily.

But for now, this conjecture is more likely.

Next, Fang Zheng began to search the examination room where the hanged scholar was, but he didn't find anything of value except for a blank exam paper.

The search for the body yielded no results.

"No wonder the scholar hanged himself... It turned out to be a scumbag who handed in blank papers. ”

With disappointment, Fang Zheng began to walk towards the tuberculosis scholar.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......"

On the side of the tuberculosis scholar, he was still coughing in pain.

Fang Zheng had just walked through the wooden planks of the compartment, and finally came to the examination room where the tuberculosis scholar was, and when Fang Zheng saw the tuberculosis scholar, he found that the tuberculosis scholar was crazy about self-harm.

He was holding a dagger in his hand.

Man is like a cruel, bloody butcher.

With the dagger in his hand, he is disemboweling himself.

It was a pale and eyeless scholar's face, and the scholar looked at Fang Zheng vacantly, still holding a blood-stained dagger in his hand.

"Have you seen my heart?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem... Is this the heart?"

"Ahem... Is this the heart?"

......

The tuberculosis scholar cut off pieces of organs from his body, and put them on the table, asking Fang Zheng to help him identify which one was the heart and liver.

While cutting the organs, I coughed in pain.

This is the origin of the painful cough of tuberculosis scholars.

"Why do you have to look for the heart?"

"How much do you know about this?"

"Did all the candidates who took the imperial examination here die? Did there ever happen to evil spirits in this examination room back then?"

"Did all the candidates in the exam room die later?"

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