Demon Eye Shura

The red medicinal powder of Soul Devourer turned into streams of tiny streams of air from the moment it entered the mouth, flowing along the meridians all over his body. Zhuo Yifan felt exhausted and aching all over his body, as if there were countless bugs crawling around in his body. With the passage of time, this pain is also advancing little by little.

"Young Master Wu, here is a pack of good soul injury medicine. After taking it, rest for half an hour to restore the spiritual brain. The meditation power can also be fully charged. The Soul Eater in this kid's body has exploded. I want to take him back to study "The soul king touched Zhuo Yifan's face, and said in a calm manner: "If you are interested, Wu Shao, welcome to my underground secret room as a guest."

"Well, I'm tired too. I'll go back to recuperate first, and the Soul King should take good care of him."

"Young Master Wu, don't worry." Soul King nodded, and ordered two guards to drive Zhuo Yifan one by one to the corner of the restaurant. There is a tunnel in the corner, which can directly lead to the outside of the restaurant secretly, and it is also a shortcut to the secret room. .

"Qiqiao Jueming Powder, Baihua Cartilage Pill, Ruthless Duanzi Poison... Hahaha! I want to take turns experimenting on you!" The Soul King looked at Zhuo Yifan happily, very excited, in a very happy mood, and his mind was full of thoughts. poison.

After quickly bringing Zhuo Yifan to the entrance of his lair, he sent those two followers back.

The secret room was very dark, surrounded by wooden shelves, and the shelves were full of various vials, some bright and some dark, filled with the pungent smell of potions, which made Zhuo Yifan's already weak body feel overwhelmed. feel pain.

Zhuo Yifan lowered his head, his face was pale, and he seemed to have passed out from the pain.But in fact, consciousness is still there. He can clearly feel that his body is completely out of control, and every cell is suffering from the pain of dismemberment.

"This kid, you're dead and dead, let's see if I don't take care of you for a while..." The Soul King doesn't have the strength of a monk, and after walking for a while with Zhuo Yifan on his hands, he feels sweat all over his body.

Poison Master!

This is the first time Zhuo Yifan has seen it since he is so old, and he has a deep understanding of the horror of a poison master.

This kind of person is either a good-for-nothing who is born unable to practice, or a person who has no hope of cultivation. They have been pursuing the highest state of "poison" all their lives.But a high-level poison master is very powerful. For example, Zhuo Yifan once heard of the battle in the wasteland before the founding of the Great Qin Dynasty.

That battle was due to a poison master, directly annihilating an army of tens of thousands of monks in the Great Qin Dynasty, and even the masters of the Sanxuan Mansion were killed by poison.As for the originally dense jungle, it is still shrouded in poisonous mist, and not a single blade of grass grows.

Therefore, the poisonous tumor is the public enemy of all monks.Either don't provoke this kind of person, and if you do, you must find someone to eradicate him, or you will sleep with one eye open in the future.

"Bang!" The Soul King threw Zhuo Yifan on the ground rudely, picked up the chains that had been prepared and handcuffed Zhuo Yifan's hands.

Zhuo Yifan's vision was completely dark, and the magic pupil was completely on strike.He suddenly felt icy cold all over his body, as if his whole body was about to be divided into two halves by the toxin from Soul Eater Powder.

He didn't have the strength to resist at all, but he felt that the medicinal power of Soul Eater Powder not only didn't stop, but was continuously strengthened.First it was the pain of the skin, then the pain of the internal organs, and finally even felt that even the soul was about to collapse.

Zhuo Yifan's face was gloomy, his face was stagnant, and he couldn't even use the strength to raise his head.

In the black hole world, only the "rustling" sound of flipping a book and the terrifying sound of water droplets remain.The soul king seemed to be concocting an unknown potion.Only occasionally looked up at Zhuo Yifan to confirm whether his poison slave was still alive

After an unknown amount of time, Zhuo Yifan felt that the pain in his body gradually eased, as if he had successfully overcome the pain of Soul Eater.But he is very clear that this is just an illusion, because the body and soul have long been accustomed to this pain and have become numb.

He didn't expect that he would end his mission in the blood prison in such a way.

Recalling how much pain he had to bear all the way from the middle layer of the blood prison, although the time was not too long, it was too sad to die in the hands of an ordinary person in the end.

At this time, a cold hand suddenly stretched out and pinched Zhuo Yifan, and immediately there was a sinister laugh: "Okay! As expected of a monk, he actually lived under my enhanced version of Soul Eater!" Here we come! Very good! Very good! I have lived up to my expectations! In order to reward you, I decided to give you a try of my new poison, the Nine Orifices Broken Soul Pill!"

The soul king opened Zhuo Yifan's mouth and threw the newly refined pill, grinning his teeth, and laughed loudly: "Boy, your good life is coming, the Nine Orifices Broken Soul Pill is not something ordinary people can understand. I'll go to sleep first and come back to see your changes in a few hours."

Zhuo Yifan lowered his head and didn't speak. The Duanhun Pill had already begun to dissolve in his body, and it was initially effective.

He felt as if his internal organs were being dissolved layer by layer, excruciating pain like skinning!

"I hope you don't die too soon. If you make it through this time, I will give you another big reward, hehehe..." The Soul King yawned and walked out of the secret cell.As an ordinary person, we still need normal rest.

"I, Zhuo Yifan, would rather die than be humiliated here!"

Zhuo Yifan took out unprecedented courage, endured the horrific pain, stretched his tongue under the two rows of teeth, and bit down hard!Blood flowed down the corner of his lips in an instant.

The blood burst out, and Zhuo Yifan spat out a mouthful of blood, accompanied by a bloody red tongue.

Zhuo Yifan was disheartened.

Consciousness is gradually disappearing, and he feels that he will die at any time.

hum! ...

However, the ring trembled again at this moment, and strands of invisible fluctuations were slowly squeezed out from the dark red ring and quickly flowed into his body. He immediately felt an incomparably refreshing feeling, all the pain weaken.

"If you don't save me sooner or later, I'm being tortured so painfully, but you've done it?" Zhuo Yifan smiled wryly in his heart, all he knew was that he couldn't die for the time being.Although the pain eased, he lost his tongue...

The cold breeze blew through the small gap in the secret room, blowing away Zhuo Yifan's sweat.The meditation power accumulated in the ring became his last hope.

The invisible power of meditation was released from the ring and flowed along the meridians in Zhuo Yifan's body. Every time it flowed around, the potency of Duanhun Pill would decrease by one point.

The two poisons do not directly act on the body, but damage the soul, so suppressing it with spiritual power is useless.But as long as there is enough meditation power, it is enough to resist or even counteract the power of poison.

After an unknown period of time, under the coordination of the meditative power emanating from the ring, the potency of Duanhun Pill and Soul Devouring Powder were equal, and the two completely different toxins began to fight each other, and finally they restrained each other and completely canceled each other.Zhuo Yifan instantly felt a sense of sublimation.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan really realized the beauty of meditation power. If he could grasp this power, how powerful would it be?

"Why can't I do soul meditation? Is it because my heart is not strong enough? Is it true that I don't have the talent for soul cultivation?"

"The soul controls pain. If your soul is empty, offset this mental pain, and achieve a state of pain-free. Then you will get more powerful than anyone else."

"Who is talking to me?" Zhuo Yifan's face changed, and at this moment, a force wrapped around him fiercely and pulled him out.

Boom!

There was a blast in his mind, and he was surprised to find that he actually saw himself with his naked eyes?He actually had an out-of-body experience.

The second of the four realms of soul meditation - out of the soul!The soul goes out of the body, out of the body.

After walking out of the body, Zhuo Yifan's vision recovered, and the severe pain all over his body disappeared.It was like a strange dream!

"The way of heaven is to make up for what is too much damage; the way of man is to make up for what is not enough to be damaged. The way of Shura is to achieve the symbiosis of the six realms and transcend all realms. Destined people, you exchanged the belief of death for the great Asura Demon Emperor. Admit it, let me say congratulations first..." His pupils shrank, and Zhuo Yifan's eyes suddenly fixed on the dark red ring hanging on the chest of the fleshy body.

If he heard correctly, the terrifying voice of Cang Ming came from the ring!