Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

Then, under a waterfall that he often went to, he got a spiritual talisman. The spiritual talisman burned directly in front of him, and then turned into a mark and appeared on his hand.

Then he had this terrifying "devouring power" that defied the heavens.

No matter what, it can be swallowed up by his "devouring power", and it can feed back to himself and improve his strength.

This thing helped him rise to his current level along the way, and helped him defeat many enemies.

He also secretly investigated the talisman, but found nothing.

This couldn't help but make him nervous.

I have been given such a great opportunity, will someone be jealous and plunder it by force?

This kind of thing has happened twice before, but Xiao Dong has silenced them all, leaving no one alive. They are not good people anyway.

But now, the more his strength increases, the more Xiao Dong realizes how terrifying his "devouring power" is.

He could only pretend that this was the reason for the technique he practiced, and he did not dare to reveal that it was the effect brought to him by a spiritual talisman.

He didn't know what the magic talisman was, and whether a strong person could forcibly strip it from his body.

That's why when he learned that Murong Lin had known about his "devouring power" for a long time, he was so frightened that he even ran away without caring about Luo Miaomiao.

"Who is he? How could he know about my 'devouring power'?"

Xiao Dong's face was full of confusion and panic.

Soon, he finally began to calm down with his protagonist aura, glanced around, and said slowly:

“Now it seems that he is the only one who knows, he hasn’t told others yet, and others don’t know.

That's fine, as long as you kill him, no one will know if you kill him.

His strength shouldn't be as strong as mine, but I'm not sure he has any trump cards. After all, he knows the existence of my 'devouring power'.

He must have some way to deal with my devouring power! Maybe as soon as I use the power of devouring, he will restrain me!

No, we have to find another way to deal with him!

Body training!

correct! The only thing left in Han Tiancuo's memory is "All Ways to Hurt the Upper Body". If I practice this, I will definitely be able to achieve it quickly! "

Just do it, Xiao Dong hurriedly got up and rushed in another direction. He needed a place where he could improve his strength and be full of opportunities to rest.

Soon, he relied on his "devouring power" to find a valley with a lot of elixirs and, even more rare, a waterfall.

Looking at the waterfall in front of him, Xiao Dong seemed to be reminded of his past.

I didn't have the strength at that time, so in order to train my body, I stood under the waterfall every day and practiced hard, concentrating on it.

But now, it seems that he has become so carried away by the improvement of his strength that he has forgotten his original intention.

I became impetuous, vain, and ruthless.

Xiao Dong was slightly touched, and stood under the waterfall to practice, slowly thinking in his heart:

That person...thanks for your stimulation, I will deal with you with a brand new self!

===Chapter 29: Opportunities under the Swamp===

Zai Murong Lin's figure was flying in the woods, and from time to time he would use his knife to deal with the miasma of poisonous insects flying in the sky in front of him. load

Now his figure has arrived in a swamp to the west, and there is also a big opportunity here.

He was seen flying slowly forward. Suddenly, as if his consciousness scanned something, his body suddenly stopped and fell suddenly to the ground.

At the same time, a figure suddenly emerged from the muddy swampy soil on the ground and threw it fiercely towards Murong Lin.

The figure was very fast and looked like the tentacles of some giant creature.

Murong Lin's figure was faster. He swung his knife directly at the giant tentacle in mid-air. The knife's intention was "cold and ruthless" plus "no life, no form, unable to be evil" and it instantly hit the tentacle. load

The light bloomed, and the two collided instantly, and then a shock wave spread out, overturning all the surrounding swamp soil.

The tentacle was suddenly stopped, and Murong Lin's figure flew around quickly, swinging a knife towards the ground from time to time.

"Hoar!" A deafening roar came from the ground, shaking the surrounding ten miles away with fear. The poisonous insects and poisons that were still hidden everywhere instantly became excited and rushed towards the place in the center crazily.

Murong Lin, on the other hand, stood aside with a knife, carefully watching the gradually arching ground. The soil was rolling, and seven other tentacles like the previous tentacle 137 were rolling out of the ground.

Mud was flying all over the sky, and waves of poisonous miasma were spreading around. Eight huge tentacles were waving in the green and purple gas, slapping the ground.

Murong Lin tentatively slashed out with his sword.

And that knife was only lightly struck on the ten-foot-long tentacle, without causing any scars, let alone bleeding the ten-story-high tentacle.

But this aroused the anger of the tentacle owner. The ground rose again, the huge soil exploded instantly, and a huge head appeared in the soil.