Chapter 343 Pain From the Soul

Having just broken through to the Earth Profound Realm, how could such a good opportunity to consolidate the realm be easily let go?

Luo Jiuqing stepped in front of Zong Fang.

After reaching the elementary level of the first level of Dixuan, his speed was also much faster than before.

Zong Fang was still clutching his chest, immersed in the blow of being deceived. Luo Jiuqing had already arrived in front of him, aiming at his collapsed chest, and punched him again.

This power was much stronger than at the beginning, Zong Fang's hand on his chest was directly pierced by his energy.

Zong Fang screamed instinctively, but found that he couldn't feel the pain at all.

He was no longer a human being, from the moment he agreed to the deal, he was just a puppet who didn't know pain.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

His spirit was startled suddenly, and the confusion in his eyes was completely removed, replaced by infinite killing intent.

His right hand, which was pierced by Luo Jiuqing, is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And his body suddenly surged with an aura, stronger than that of the third level of Dixuan.

Zhu Li easily felt the mental fluctuation, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then gathered her mental strength, directly attacking the mental imprint left in Zong Fang's mind.

At this moment, she couldn't care less about turning Zong Fang into an idiot. The only thing in her mind was to destroy him.

"Ah..." A shrill scream sounded.

The aura surging from Zong Fang's body collapsed when the two spiritual forces collided.

He kept patting his head with both hands, patting his head vigorously.

It seems to want to shoot out the power in the head.

If patting doesn't work, do it again.

In a moment, his head was dripping with blood.

However, he couldn't feel it.

As long as it was a physical injury, he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Zhu Li?" Yin Ziyou felt the energy surge in her body, and subconsciously called out.

But he was stopped by Luo Jiuqing.

"Don't disturb Li'er."

At this time, he also didn't care about consolidating or not consolidating his realm, he looked around vigilantly, lest someone would sneak attack Zhu Li at this time.

"Young Master Qing, what's wrong with her?" Yin Ziyu felt curious for the first time, and couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"When Li'er wakes up, you can ask her." Luo Jiuqing replied.

He didn't know Zhu Li's attitude towards Yin Ziyu, so he definitely wouldn't say anything about Zhu Li.

At this time, Zong Fang's screams became more and more horrific.

His head has been scratched, scratched, half of it is intact, and half of it has been ripped off by him.

How could he hold back the bone-eroding pain that kept coming from his mind.

He simply thought that as long as he opened his head, the two energies that invaded his mind would disappear, and the pain would go away.

However, he didn't know how mysterious spiritual power is.

At this time, what Zhu Li and the other party had invaded was not his mind, but his spiritual power.

Unless he was utterly dead, the pain would always be there.

Zong Fang finally couldn't bear it anymore, he stretched out his right hand and inserted it straight into his own head, constantly pulling it out.

Blood, brain matter, suddenly splashed all over the floor.

Seeing this bloody scene, Yin Ziyu's expression changed.

She looked at Zhu Li, feeling a little terrified.

What attack did she use to make a puppet suffer so much?

(End of this chapter)

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