"If you pick it, it's probably enough." Of course Tang Chun also made a guess, but Tang Chun would not do it easily until the matter was clear. Because everything here is too weird, so be careful.
"A dead man is so scared. How can he do anything to my great Fat Dog?" Fat Dog didn't listen at all and just grabbed his hand and reached for his hat.
However, as soon as he touched the ruby on the top of the hat, the fat dog suddenly screamed and screamed, and his whole body was trembling like a rocker. However, he seemed to be electrocuted and could not move his hands and feet.
Tang Chun took a closer look and suddenly understood. This prince was not simple, he was probably a top martial artist. Even though he had been dead for a thousand years, he was still able to force the inner energy from the corpse into the fat dog.
What did he want to do? Tang Chun didn't understand. It didn't seem right to say that he was passing the kung fu to a fat dog.
"Save me Tang Chun quickly." Fat Dog shouted.
"No help!" Tang Chun shook his head without thinking.
"Brother Chun, my eldest brother, please save the poor little fat dog." The fat dog lowered his posture in order to survive.
"What's going on with you? Tell me first?" Tang Chun asked.
"It hurts, it hurts so much. It seems like something hot has penetrated into my body. Moreover, the thing has reached my head from below.
It seems like it wants to control even my physical appearance. I wonder if I'm going to die. I feel like my thoughts are getting weaker and weaker.
I seem to be running out of ideas. Brother Chun, if you don't take action, I will really become a living dead." Fat Dog yelled, with nosebleeds and tears coming.
It was absolutely painful. Fat Dog was a master of fighting, and his mind was absolutely determined. He would never experience ordinary pain like this. Tang Chun understood it best.
Soul-stealing!
These two words flashed in Tang Chun's mind, but Tang Chun found it strange. If high-level monks can preserve their souls before death, they can use the method of 'soul-stealing' to take over other people's bodies.
But warriors don't have this ability, because monks must at least be in the foundation building stage to have this ability. Moreover, only those who have the potential for development and ability can do this.
However, Tang Chun didn't dare to think about it any longer. If he continued to think about it, the fat man would probably be doomed. Tang Chun had enough spiritual power and slapped the fat man's hand. However, as soon as Tang Chun's spiritual power came close to the fat dog's hand,
It actually seemed to bounce back when it hit the cotton ball.
Tang Chun understood that this dead man was definitely a strong person at the innate level and above before he was alive. This rebound power is probably a protective layer formed by the inner energy deployed by the innate master during his lifetime.
It's almost the same as the spiritual protection of the monks. Of course, if this person had been alive, he would have killed Tang Chun with just a flick of his finger. However, Tang Chun still felt a little scared now. However, after thinking about it, Tang Chun took it
He picked up the golden gun and plunged it down. "Do you want to kill me?" Fat Dog's face turned dark and he shouted angrily.
However, with a chirp, Tang Chun finally broke through the cotton-like inner energy. Tang Chun kicked the fat dog away and the fat dog fell to the ground. The guy couldn't get up.
However, this disaster has now turned to Tang Chun. Tang Chun's legs were actually stuck to the old man and couldn't get away. A burning energy entered Tang Chun's body, and Tang Chun felt as if
The child fell into a furnace with a temperature of several hundred degrees.
Moreover, this fiery heat went straight to the Niwan Palace on Tang Chun's head along the meridians. This Niwan Palace was where the souls of the monks lived, and if it were occupied by the old man, Tang Chun would be fine.
Tang Chun quickly deployed all his spiritual power to protect Niwan Palace. This method could effectively protect his soul. However, Tang Chun suddenly felt moved and actually gave up this method and allowed the burning energy to resemble
It poured into Niwan Palace like a tide.
"Boy, today is your memorial day next year. When the time comes, I will give you a whole bottle of good wine to pay homage to you. Because it was you who made me live again. This 'Biu Gang Qigong' is so good.
I can actually use my inner energy to steal people's souls and regenerate me.
Hahaha..." Tang Chun seemed to hear a loud and mighty laughter coming from outside, and the sound echoed in his Niwan Palace.
Soon, I found that the fiery red inner energy that came in gradually became entangled, and a vague shadow of a person gradually appeared. However, this person did not look like the old man sitting cross-legged.
If it were a soul god, it would look exactly like a real person when condensed. It's just that one is a soul and the other is an entity, and the size is different. But this person is dressed as a military commander, with armor all over his body and a gold steel hat on his head. He also holds a sword in his hand.
's silver gun.
"Screw you for offering sacrifices to wine. Today is your memorial day next year. I will definitely give you a whole bottle of Erguotou, Mr. Tang, from the Red Star brand, so that you don't blame Mr. Tang and I for being stingy." Tang Chun suddenly became as powerful as Hong Hong.
, a roar that almost frightened the fat dog who was adjusting his breath underground and went crazy.
A wave of icy spiritual power rose up in the Niwan Palace and headed towards the shadow of the military commander that was about to condense from red. Then, this spiritual power turned into a spear and stabbed hard at the military commander. This is
Tang Chun introduced the soul-stealing spear in Jiutian Haoshijue. Now he has no choice but to give it a try.
"Ah... you..." The general's shadow had not yet completely transformed. Tang Chun stabbed him hard, and a hole was immediately punched through the shadow.
The figure of the general, who looked as big as his finger, suddenly shrank to the size of half a finger, as if his essence had been drained. But at this moment, the fiery inner energy suddenly struggled, churning like clouds.
Soon, bursts of purple inner energy broke out of the fiery inner energy. Soon the inner energy transformed into a human form. This person looked exactly like the old prince sitting cross-legged.
Tang Chun thought about it and understood. It was probably this general who had taken away the prince's body. However, he had not taken it completely away yet.
There are two souls in the prince's body, and this soul is probably preserved in some form of internal energy. This is a new discovery for Tang Chun.
Unexpectedly, martial arts can also play some incredible roles like spiritual power. At this moment, Tang Chun started to pay some attention to martial arts, which he had never looked down upon.
Moreover, Tang Chun suddenly felt a little confused. Could it be that some special changes occurred in Haoyue Continent that caused some monks to develop a method of cultivation that integrated martial arts?
For example, after the spiritual power on the earth was exhausted, the later martial arts masters merged some of the techniques of cultivators and developed many flexible techniques.
"Zhong Ziqiu, you bastard." Tang Chun seemed to have heard the prince's shadow curse, and then the purple energy actually condensed into a golden fan.