Peerless Martial Soul

"I have to practice for ten years, three thousand six hundred and fifty days and nights, before I can relieve the hatred in my heart. Do you think this is the best repayment I can give you?"

Jiaolong let out an extremely arrogant laugh: "You little brat, do you know that every flame under the cauldron burned on my body, causing me to endure endless pain!"

Chen Feng suddenly realized and said in shock: "It turns out that you were sealed in the four-legged dragon cauldron!"

An idea flashed in Chen Feng's mind, and the reasons for all the problems were found.

It turns out that there is a real dragon sealed in this four-legged dragon cauldron. This dragon has been sealed inside for who knows how many years. No wonder Sun Hua told himself before that every time there was wind and rain, thunder and lightning, there would be bursts of mournful screams from the four-legged dragon cauldron.

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

Chen Feng also understood why there were many people who used the four-legged dragon cauldron in the past, but only he experienced this kind of fate. It must be because those people in the past only used the four-legged dragon cauldron to make elixirs, but his body did not Enter the cauldron.

And their bodies were strong, and their souls and bodies had not suffered such a severe blow like his own, and they did not give this dragon an opportunity to take advantage of.

But now he was in the cauldron, his body was broken, his soul was damaged, and his mind was completely open and defenseless, so the dragon suddenly took advantage of it.

Jiaolong let out a ferocious laugh: "You have figured it out, right? If you have figured it out, you should die now!"

With that said, the dragon rushed towards Chen Feng at an extremely fast speed. Chen Feng instinctively wanted to avoid and resist, but he found that his speed could not be compared with the dragon.

Even when Chen Feng had a thought, he had just raised his arms and was about to exert force with his feet, the dragon had already rushed in front of him and bit his throat hard.

Chen Feng felt a sharp pain. Although Chen Feng only needed the existence of his soul body, the battle between soul bodies could also hurt the other party, destroy the other party's body, and cause the other party to feel pain.

Jiaolong easily tore off a piece of soul fragment the size of a fist from Chen Feng's neck.

Then the dragon quickly retreated and returned to a distance of thirty meters away from Chen Feng. At this time, his mouth happened to be biting Chen Feng's soul fragment.

If it was Chen Feng's body that was attacked at this time, half of his neck would be torn off, blood would spurt out, and he would suffocate to death due to being unable to breathe.

But at this time, Chen Feng was in a state of soul, and that situation would not occur. However, the severe pain did not weaken at all. On the contrary, it became more intense. Because this was an attack that directly affected the soul, Chen Feng couldn't help but tremble with pain.

Moreover, Chen Feng clearly felt that after this piece of his soul was torn off, he became weaker. If such attacks continued, he would eventually be attacked and die, and his soul would be directly extinguished.

Chen Feng discovered a terrifying fact. His speed was far behind that of this dragon. He was not at the same level at all. The gap was huge.

"This dragon's strength during his lifetime was definitely not lower than that of the fourth or fifth floors. Moreover, he stayed in the cauldron for thousands of years and was constantly tempered and grown. Therefore, his soul power is extremely powerful, and it is definitely beyond my comparison!"

Just when the dragon tore off a fragment of his soul and then stepped back, he had just reacted. No, it should be said that he hadn't reacted yet. He had just raised his arm to the elbow.

Jiaolong devoured Chen Feng's soul fragments with big mouthfuls. His eyes showed extreme surprise: "You little bastard, the soul fragments are so wonderful!"

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

He looked at Chen Feng, his eyes full of greed, as if he were looking at a treasure.

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 the soul.

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

He swallowed Chen Feng's soul fragments in big mouthfuls, tore them into pieces in a few times and then swallowed them. Chen Feng took a few steps back and watched this scene with a sneer on his face, his eyes unhurried.

Chen Feng still remembered the tragic situation he encountered when the Soul-Eating Beast devoured his soul. He realized that after he merged with the dragon's blood, there seemed to be a trace of dragon blood in his soul.

Therefore, after being swallowed by a monster like the Soul-Eating Beast, it will be burned alive.

Chen Feng estimated that the dragon in front of him would probably have the same problem.

But it was a pity that this situation did not happen after the dragon had finished devouring it. Chen Feng was not in a hurry, knowing that he might have to wait for a while.

After Jiaolong swallowed this large piece of soul, he was still a little unsatisfied. He suddenly pounced on him again, but Chen Feng couldn't keep up with his speed and had no resistance. This time, Chen Feng was torn off his shoulders by him. A chunk of soul fragment.

After devouring this soul fragment, the dragon let out an extremely arrogant laugh: "Haha, you little brat, you still want to compete with me in speed. Do you know that I have existed in this state of soul body for thousands of years? It’s already very familiar!”