The two monks at the tenth level of Qi Refining were lying on the ground in misery, with more air coming out and less air coming in. They looked like they would not survive.

Zhou Tong looked at the two of them and recalled it carefully. There was no impression in his mind.

"I have no enmity with you two. Tell me, why are you intercepting and killing me here? I can give you a good time."

One of the middle-aged monks tried to struggle to get up, but the overwhelming spells just hit him all at once, and there was no good piece of flesh left.

"I didn't expect... my two brothers, I looked... wrong, ahem..."

The middle-aged monk had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and coughed repeatedly.

Zhou Tong sat casually on the ground, and a dagger appeared in his right hand.

"You two are definitely not going to survive. Now you can answer whatever I ask you, so that you can be freed as soon as possible, otherwise..."

"Hmph... You are not as skilled as others. If you want to kill or behead me, feel free to do it. When I kill people, you are still drinking your mother's milk!"

Another strong monk looked at Zhou Tong fiercely.

Zhou Tong heard this, stroking his palms and saying, "Okay! You have backbone, and I like your unruly look."

As he said that, he walked towards the strong man with a smile on his face.

The strong man struggled to get up, and a short knife appeared in his hand.

Be as warm as the spring breeze to your friends, and as terrifying as the devil to your enemies.

Zhou Tong held the dagger, and every step he took seemed to the strong man like a demonic sound urging him to die.

"Fuck you, die with me."

The strong man shouted loudly and charged towards Zhou Tong with a short knife in hand. The speed was so fast that Zhou Tong glanced at the man without feeling lonely.

But that’s all.

Zhou Tong casually cast a few ice pick techniques, instantly piercing the strong man's legs, and the knees turned into lumps of ice in the blink of an eye.

The strong man screamed and fell heavily to the ground. Looking down, he found that his two calves had been broken into countless pieces.

"What a... What a powerful ice cone technique."

The strong man endured the pain and stared at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong smiled: "Just so so."

As he spoke, he released two wind blades again, this time directly cutting off his two palms at the wrist level.

The severe pain made the strong man scream in pain.

Zhou Tong squatted beside the strong man and said with a smile: "Tell me why you intercepted and killed me?"

"Bah!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with blood came straight to Zhou Tong's door, but Zhou Tong easily dodged it by turning sideways.

"Still a tough nut to crack, there is a delicacy in the world called mutton-shabu-shabu. People who are proficient in cooking skills will cut the mutton into thin slices. Fresh ingredients are the best for mutton. I am not talented and have a little knowledge of cooking skills. Today I will

Please taste my cooking."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed through, and after the strong man let out a miserable howl, he saw Zhou Tong holding a small piece of meat still dripping with blood.

"I'm sorry, it's been too long since I've done it. I'm a little rusty at this job. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it's probably going to take a while to burn it before you can eat it."

As he said that, he took out a copper plate from the storage bag and placed the piece of meat on the copper plate.

Such a perverted and bloody scene made another middle-aged monk break into a cold sweat.

Although my two brothers are engaged in road robbery, compared with this man, they are definitely Buddhas.

If you fall into the hands of this person, you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes.

As pieces of flesh were cut off, the strong man actually suppressed his silence.

Such a strong-willed person was the only one he had ever seen in his life, but it was a pity that he had to offend himself.

Just when he was about to kill this man with a knife to show his respect for him, the middle-aged monk repeatedly begged: "I say, I say, please do it with us."

Zhou Tong smiled when he heard this: "That's right. Why bother? Let's talk about it. After that, I will send you to immortality."

The middle-aged monk coughed a few times and said intermittently: "We have been keeping an eye on you in the market. We know that you have traded several thousand-year-old spiritual grass, but we didn't expect that you can escape our sure-kill technique."

Zhou Tong frowned slightly: "Oh! How did you identify me."

"Haha, although your disguise technique is exquisite, the two of us have practiced a detection and tracking technique. Your methods are full of flaws in this technique."

Zhou Tong's heart sank. He originally thought that his disguise was impeccable, but he didn't expect that two Qi Refining monks could see through him. This made him frightened by the endless weird methods of immortal cultivators.

There was also a faint fear in my heart, but fortunately this time it was just two monks in the Qi Refining Stage. If the people who came were cultivation level above Foundation Establishment, I would be the one lying there being tortured now.

"I see, I have underestimated the people of the world. In this case, two Taoist friends, please ascend to immortality, and I will send you on your way."

After saying that, in the middle-aged monk's desperate eyes, a cold light pierced his head, and the strong man immediately ascended to immortality and left.

After dealing with the two of them, Zhou Tong put away their storage bags and fired two fireballs, turning the bodies into ashes.

"The wind is coming!"

A gust of wind blew by, and the ashes dissipated, leaving no trace left.

After doing this, Zhou Tong hurriedly left with his sword, released his consciousness to the maximum range, and vigilantly scanned for all abnormalities around him.

In a barren mountain, Zhou Tong used the art of dividing metal to dig a cave more than ten meters underground, and set up a small magic array at the entrance.

The previous interception and killing left him with lingering fears. Only hiding underground could give him a sense of security.

After checking their storage bags, he took a deep breath.

The combined spiritual stones of these two people totaled 70,000, two medium-grade yellow-level magic weapons, and several elixirs.

One of the ancient books and an exquisite wooden box attracted his special attention.

"Great Spirituality"

Out of curiosity, Zhou Tong quickly opened the ancient book and read it carefully.

The text in the ancient book is an ancient font in this world of immortality, and Zhou Tong barely knows some of it.

After roughly reading this obscure exercise, I only understand its general function.

This technique is a kind of magic that focuses on cultivating the soul. It is divided into nine levels. If you practice it to a high level, you can display extremely powerful magical powers.

In addition, this skill can also be used for detection and tracking. This kind of detection and tracking is aimed at the soul level. If you are unprepared, no matter how clever the disguise technique is, you will not be able to escape the detection of this technique.

This great psychic technique is the most exquisite technique Zhou Tong has ever come across, and it is so complete.

It's just that with his simple knowledge, he couldn't tell which level of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang's technique it was.

But these are not important anymore, the law of heaven and earth, this kind of skill that sounds amazing, makes him excited just thinking about it.

"As expected, no one can be rich without windfall, and my destiny in cultivating immortality is indeed prosperous!"
Chapter completed!