Chapter 697 Insect

Chapter 697

Ouyang Zhao was very excited, as if a word from Zheng Yun had pierced his heart.

Zheng Yun didn't expect his words to be so stimulating that this guy would tell the truth directly.

"No wonder Ouyang Mo, the lord of the zhixing palace, never found the pen... It turns out that the person who took the zhixing pen was actually his brother, no wonder he never found it..." Zheng Yun said thoughtfully.

Ouyang Zhao, who had told the truth, looked even weaker, as if his heart had been under great persecution.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?" Ouyang Zhao suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it against his chest. The ragged beggar's clothes were directly crushed by him, and the exposed chest was completely rotten.

"It's very toxic..." Zheng Yun narrowed his eyes and said, "You're so toxic. Is it caused by absorbing the abandoned Lingshi?"

"Heh heh, devil, don't laugh so much. You and I are the same. You are struggling in this world for the spirit of heaven and earth. But what you are better than me is that you are luckier than me and have found a way to refine the pure spirit of heaven and earth, and I am very unlucky. I haven't found it for hundreds of years!" Ouyang Zhao sneered.

"I don't have time to talk to you anymore!" Ouyang Zhao suddenly disappeared in place, a stroke was thrown, and an attack that cut open a space crack cut Zheng Yun's waist in an instant.

"Oh?" Zheng Yun looked at his waist. Well, there was no damage except for his clothes. It didn't seem like he was good at fighting.

But Ouyang Zhao obviously forgot to check whether his attack was effective because of the pain and continued to cut back and forth around Zheng Yun. The pen was completed in his hand by the dagger, and he kept trying to cut Zheng Yun's body into pieces.

Give me your Star Sucking Great Skill! Give it to me! I want the spirit of heaven and earth! I want spirit!" Ouyang Zhao screamed and howled crazily, and Zheng Yun was surrounded by all kinds of disgusting liquid that spilled on him.

Suddenly stopped not far away, Ouyang Zhao looked at Zheng Yun with trembling hands and said in a shocked tone, "Impossible, impossible! Why aren't you hurt at all? That's impossible!"

"I'd better not say anything." Zheng Yun said helplessly.

"Tell me! Why!" Ouyang Zhao approached the collapse tunnel.

"I think you're going crazy. It's better not to hit you." Zheng Yun said kindly.

"Ahhh!" Ouyang Zhao suddenly knelt on the ground and cried at Zheng Yun in a completely broken tone, "Please, give me the Star Sucking Great Skill! I want spirit! Without spirit, I'm going to die!"

"Are you sure you want it that much?" Zheng Yun shook his head slightly and walked up to Ouyang Zhao, saying, "If you are willing to exchange with me, I can give you a very pure spirit of heaven and earth, so pure that you can't imagine."

"What do you want to change?" Ouyang Zhao's tone suddenly became alert.

"Give me the pen and I will give you the spirit of heaven and earth." Zheng Yun said with a smile.

"Impossible! This is mine! This is my Ouyang family! It's the hope of my Ouyang clan's revival!" Ouyang Zhao howled.

Zheng Yun looked at Ouyang Zhao speechless and said, "Do you want your life or a broken pen?"

Ouyang Zhao wanted to say something else, but he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then suddenly a sharp, barbed thorn pierced his chest.

"Ahhh!" Ouyang Zhao screamed in panic, "What is this! What is this!"

Zheng Yun was also shocked. Why did something suddenly pop out of his chest? What exactly did this guy get poisoned?

After stabbing out one of the thorns, another one came out, and then the two thorns began to exert force, trying to tear Ouyang Zhao's chest apart. Obviously, there was something strange growing inside.

"Is there such an effect in abandoned Lingshi?" Zheng Yun did not approach immediately, but looked thoughtfully at the side.

"No! Save me! Save me!" Ouyang Zhao screamed for help at Zheng Yun, reaching out to grab the pen and trying to split the two thorns in his chest. Before he could react, a sharp thorn suddenly pierced out of Ouyang Zhao's throat, and then turned around and stabbed Ouyang Zhao in the face!

A hand reached out like lightning and grabbed the thorn.

"Crack!" Zheng Yun pinched her finger gently, and the thorn was cut off. A thick green slime flowed out of the thorn and dripped onto Ouyang Zhao's thigh, instantly burning a stinking green flame.

"This is?" Zheng Yun's eyes were fixed on the flame. If he had suspected that it was a specialty of the abandoned Lingshi of the Tianfang realm before, Zheng Yun could deny that the abandoned Lingshi was only poisonous after all. In a scientific way, it was basically a radioactive harmful element.

But there would never be such a strange thing in the body of a cultivator who had absorbed the abandoned Lingshi. Zheng Yun had never seen such a strange thing.

"Ahhh!" Ouyang Zhao's thighs were instantly burned to the bone by this green flame. Although he was now a very weak and powerful yuan ying, he was still a strong yuan ying, but now he has become this appearance, which shows how horrible that thing in his body is.

The green flame was still burning as it melted Ouyang Zhao's thighs, as if trying to burn Ouyang Zhao's lower body together. Ouyang Zhao gritted his teeth, waved the pen, and cut off his legs directly from the roots. The remaining magic power supported him to the side.

"Help me! Zhixing pen for you! Save me!" Ouyang Zhao tore at his body in pain, so much so that he threw his pen aside.

Zheng Yun did not care about the pen for the time being, but immediately reached out and grabbed the two thorns that came out of Ouyang Zhao's chest. With a sudden force from his wrist, the thorns instantly turned into powder. But the thorns seemed to have a great buffer capacity, and Zheng Yun's force could not directly shatter the things in Ouyang Zhao's body!

"Help me..." Ouyang Zhao's voice became weaker and weaker. Just as Zheng Yun was thinking about whether to open his chest and pull out what was inside, his pupils suddenly dilated, followed by a shrill scream.