Peerless Martial Soul

"I have to practice for ten years, three thousand six hundred and fifty days and nights, before I can relieve my hatred, you say, am I the best reward for you?"

Jiaolong let out an extremely arrogant laugh: "You little bastard, do you know that every trace of flame under the tripod is burning on my body, causing me to endure endless pain!"

Chen Feng suddenly said, "It turns out that you were sealed in a four-legged dragon cauldron!"

There was a flash of light in Chen Feng's mind, and all the problems were found out.

It turned out that in this four-legged flood dragon cauldron, there was a real flood dragon sealed, and this flood dragon was sealed in it for many years. No wonder Sun Hua told himself before that every time in the night of wind, rain and thunder, there would be screams in the four-legged dragon cauldron.

Think about it, the soul body is naturally extremely afraid of natural forces.

Chen Feng also understood why many people used the four-legged dragon cauldron before, but only experienced this fate. It must be because those people used only the four-legged dragon cauldron to make alchemy, but their bodies did not Enter the tripod.

And their bodies were sturdy, and their souls and bodies were not as severely hit as their own, and they didn't give this flood dragon a chance.

But at this time, he was in the cauldron, his body was broken, his soul was damaged, and his mind was completely open without any precautions, so this flood dragon would suddenly take advantage of it.

Jiaolong let out a ferocious laugh: "If you want to understand, right? If you want to understand, then you should die now!"

With that said, the Flood Dragon rushed towards Chen Feng at an extremely fast speed. Chen Feng instinctively wanted to avoid resistance, but he found that his speed could not be compared to this Flood Dragon.

Even Chen Feng had just thought about it, his arms had just been raised, and his feet were about to exert force. The Jiaolong had rushed in front of him and bit his throat with a big mouth.

Chen Feng felt a sharp pain. Although Chen Feng only needs the existence of the soul body, the battle between the soul bodies can also injure the opponent, destroy the opponent's body, and make the opponent feel pain.

Jiaolong easily tore a fist-sized soul fragment from Chen Feng's neck.

Then Jiaolong quickly backed away and returned to 30 meters away from Chen Feng. At this time, he was biting the fragment of Chen Feng's soul in his mouth.

If Chen Feng was attacked on his body at this time, I am afraid that half of his neck would be torn off, blood would spurt out wildly, and he would die because of his inability to breathe.

But at this time Chen Feng was in the state of soul, and that situation would not happen, but the severe pain did not abate at all, on the contrary, it became more intense. Because this was an attack directly on the soul, Chen Feng couldn't help trembling in pain.

Moreover, Chen Feng clearly felt that after this piece of his soul was torn off, he became weak. If such an attack continues, he will eventually be attacked and die, and his soul will be destroyed.

Chen Feng discovered a terrible fact that his speed was far worse than this dragon, and he was not above the same level at all, and the gap was huge.

"The strength of this dragon during his lifetime is definitely not under the fourth and fifth floor. It has stayed in the cauldron for thousands of years, and has been tempered and grown continuously. Therefore, the soul power is extremely powerful. I can't compare it!"

Just as the dragon tore off this piece of soul fragment, and then drew back, he even just reacted, no, it should be said that he has not reacted yet, his arm just raised to the position of his elbow.

The Jiaolong gulped through Chen Feng's soul fragments, his eyes showed extreme surprise: "You little bastard, the soul fragments are so wonderful!"

"Ah! What a mellow taste, after I swallowed your soul fragments, my strength must have improved even more."

He looked at Chen Feng with greed in his eyes, just like looking at a baby.

He knew what was going on, which meant that Chen Feng's bloodline must be flowing with a very high-level bloodline, which even affected his soul.

He had encountered this kind of thing during his lifetime, but he had never encountered such a sweet soul.

He swallowed Chen Feng's soul shards, tearing it up in twos or twos and then swallowing it in. Chen Feng took a few steps back and watched this scene with a sneer, his eyes calm and unhurried.

Chen Feng still remembers the tragic situation encountered when the Soul Eater swallowed his soul. He realized that after he was immersed in the dragon blood, there seemed to be a trace of the blood of the dragon in his soul.

Therefore, after being swallowed by a monster like the Soul Eater, it will be directly burned to death.

Chen Feng estimated that the flood dragon in front of him should almost have this problem.

But it is a pity that this situation did not occur after the dragon swallowed. Chen Feng was not in a hurry, knowing that he might have to wait a while.

After the dragon swallowed this large piece of soul fragment, he was still a little bit unconscious, and suddenly he jumped up again, but Chen Feng couldn't keep up with his speed, and there was no resistance. This time Chen Feng was torn from his shoulder. A large piece of soul fragment.

After swallowing this piece of soul fragment, Jiaolong laughed arrogantly: "Haha, you little bunny, you still want to beat me faster, do you know that I have existed in this state of soul for thousands of years, early I'm already very familiar!"

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