Chapter 144: Soul Eater

"What are you afraid of?" Yingquan, who was seriously injured, supported his body and looked at "Zhou Dong" at this time with a hint of mockery. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhou Tong didn't speak, he still stood in that place, and his voice was quite calm: "Since you came here, you must have seen the letter left by the old monk!"

"It's a pity that the Liquan Divine Spear is not in your hands!" Zhou Tong said faintly.

"The Liquan Divine Spear is not in the hands of Poor Dao, but this is in the hands of Poor Dao!" A red light flashed in Yingquan's hand, although Zhou Dong's eyes were blank, he couldn't help but be shocked, this is the sharp blade that Elder Zhiming will kill with one blow!

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However, it was said that after Zhou Dong and Yue Fei left the cave that day, it was already late at night.

Elder Zhiming's body was brought back to the Zen monastery in Liquan Mountain, and Elder Zhiming's body was buried early the next morning before leaving Liquan Mountain!

That night, Zhou Tong called Yue Fei into the room, and after a long time, there was an angry roar, but he found that Zhou Tong kicked the door hard, and then left Qilin Village with red eyes, but Yue Fei was covered in blood and fell to the ground!

The Liquan spear, right next to him, flashed this golden light, as if a golden mang was swimming beside him, and no one who heard the news could get close!

Yue Fei's mouth, Zhang Yihe seemed to be saying something, but he couldn't make any sound.

The blood that Yue Fei shed was being devoured by the Liquan Divine Spear bit by bit, and it was undetectable!

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"Zhou Tong" saw the sharp blade in Yingquan's hand, and couldn't help but tremble a little, and the true qi in his body continued to riot!

At this moment, a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes for no reason!

"Kill me...... Ahh

"This is, senior brother?" Yingquan jumped between his eyebrows, it was Zhou Dong who was talking at this moment!

"What's going on?" Ying Quan had already stood up at this time, but he was leaning against the stone wall behind him, and now he was really in a dilemma.

"It's Soul Eater... Decision!" Zhou Dong's face kept changing, his body was trembling, and he slowly spit out a few words from his mouth!

"Soul Eater?" As the name suggests, this exercise must be related to the soul.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Yingquan seemed to feel a little frightened!

"Kill me......" Zhou Tong said again: "While I haven't been completely devoured by him yet!"

Zhou Tong's tone was very anxious, but Yingquan was powerless, because the palm just now was really heavy, and it triggered some of the old injuries he had just suppressed and recovered again.

"Quick!" Zhou Tong suddenly yelled at Yingquan: "I can't control it!"

"Bang!"

Yingquan saw Zhou Tong hit the wall beside him, and a blood stain flowed through half of Zhou Dong's face, and the whole face had been distorted together: "If it is... If... You don't die today, for me... Take care of Pengju..."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Dong's eyes dimmed again, and a deep voice came out of the mouth of "Zhou Dong": "Oh! I really didn't expect that my virtuous brother still has a trace of consciousness that has not dissipated......

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, wiped the blood that slipped off his forehead, then stretched out his tongue and licked it, and said in a *** test on his mouth: "I really don't care about my body...... But now this body belongs to the old man!"

"Oh!" then looked at Yingquan, and continued: "This old body, there is as young and strong as your body!"

Then there was a low burst of laughter.

"Smack!"

A bang.

Yingquan saw that "Zhou Tong" kicked a stone beside him.

Barely holding himself up, he split the stone with a knife, and then the whole person didn't care about the pain, and slammed out to the side, because he knew that the attack of "Zhou Dong" would not be so simple.

"What!" Ying Quan was shocked when he turned around, "Zhou Tong" was still standing at the door, not moving at all!

But all around him had risen countless stones and broken pieces!

Yingquan even saw the mocking smile on his lips.

"Is he so cautious that he still refuses to let down his vigilance?" Ying Quan smiled bitterly, his sharp blade can't be used a second time until it is filled again, it can be said that his current self is already the turtle in this urn!

As long as Zhou Tong stands at this exit, there is no way for him to break through!

"Duck as much as you want!"

"Whoa, whoa!"

Ying Quan was still unable to dodge in the end, first he was hit in the wrist, and the Cold Moon Treasure Knife fell to the ground, and then he was also hit in the leg, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.

Then a palm force hit his body fiercely, and slammed it into the wall again, and even the wall could see obvious cracks!

Yingquan's eyes were a little misty, are you finally going to die here!

"Ahem!" accompanied by a coughing sound, the blood of the measurement gushed outward: "Really... Is it unwilling... Heart... What about the heart!"

"Now I can finally feel a little relieved!"

When Yingquan heard this, he slowly raised his head, but saw that "Zhou Dong"'s expression at this time was obviously much more relaxed.

As if holding back a lot of words, he first slowly exhaled a breath, looked at Yingquan and said, "Do you know the origin of this cave?"

"......" Yingquan was relieved in his heart, "Didn't he take the opportunity to do it? What is his idea?"

"Not good!" Ying Quan's heart suddenly panicked, thinking of what Zhou Tong had said before, his body was young and strong!

"Could it be that he wants to use the Soul Eater Duel on himself, just like Zhou Dong now?"

"No! this look is better than death!"

"Zhou Dong" didn't know Yingquan's thoughts at this time, and he didn't pay attention to Yingquan's thoughts now, but he just said to himself there: "This cave is the remains of immortals, thirty years ago, a monk came here by mistake, but he accidentally found a blank tire of a magic spear!"

"But he didn't know that this divine spear was originally the immortal's cultivation of the gods, and after waiting for thirty years, that is, today, the divine soul can be reincarnated and reborn!"

"It's a good chance, but it's the destruction of that monk!"

"Do you know that the old monk actually thought that the soul in this magic spear was an evil spirit, and he must destroy it! Fortunately, Lao Tzu had a great life and escaped a catastrophe, but it was attached to his body, and the old monk has not been able to find out for more than 20 years!"

"Zhou Tong" gritted his teeth and said: "In the past twenty years, Lao Tzu has been in his body, devouring his essence, constantly bewitching the old monk and making him fall into the devil's path, but I didn't expect that this old monk actually has some skills, and he actually found some traces three years ago!"