“Aaaaah!!”

Youmingzi's voice resounded through the sky. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, his aura suddenly dropped, from the seventh level of sainthood, all the way down to the middle level saint, and then to the low level saint!

During this process, although he struggled desperately, he was ultimately unable to change anything, which made Zhou Tong unable to help but laugh out loud.

"You're quite hardworking, but the more you struggle, the more excited I get. Say goodbye to your cultivation!"

Suddenly he exerted force suddenly, causing Youmingzi's screams to become extremely rapid, and then they stopped abruptly and fell completely silent.

I saw another ball of light in Zhou Tong's hand, which was filled with enormous power.

At this moment, Youmingzi has completely fallen from the saint realm and turned into a cultivator in the semi-saint realm!

This change made him completely collapse.

"Why do you treat me like this? You actually took away my cultivation. Don't you think it's too cruel? It's too inhumane!"

He cried and cursed, as if Zhou Tong was an unforgivable sinner, and had completely forgotten the sins he had committed in the past.

To deal with this kind of double standard dog, it is not enough to use reason alone, you must also use physics.

So Zhou Tong raised his leg suddenly and kicked him in the crotch.

This trick works every time and is enough to bring any mad dog back to his senses.

“Aa ...

His face was grim and he knelt on the ground in pain, his whole body twitching.

Even the sadness of losing one's cultivation becomes insignificant compared to this.

Zhou Tong raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the people below, and couldn't help but sigh.

"There's no one suitable, forget it, just make do with this."

He muttered to himself, and finally fixed his gaze on Zhong Ningxue.

"Disciple, step out!"

"Master, I'm here!"

Zhong Ningxue rushed out reflexively. She didn't know why, but she was always afraid when facing her master, fearing that she would suffer strange torture.

"Of all the people, your cultivation level is the most compatible with this person. Although you are not that strong, I will give you the advantage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he injected that ball of cultivation into Zhong Ningxue's body.

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Ningxue's aura soared sharply, and she advanced all the way from the third level of semi-saint, and in the blink of an eye she broke through the saint's barrier.

"BOOM!"

There was thunder and lightning in the sky, and it was obvious that a saint calamity was about to befall her. The terrifying aura locked onto Zhong Ningxue.

But she was not afraid at all, because she knew that her master could easily create Talisman 95 to help her eliminate the heavenly calamity.

However, when the first bolt of lightning struck, she knew she was wrong, extremely wrong. She had imagined her master to be too gentle.

"Master... this thunder is so powerful, please help!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Tong's face suddenly turned cold.

"You useless thing, did I ever say I would help you? Stop crying here and go somewhere else to overcome your tribulation!"

Zhou Tong distorted the space with a wave of his hand and transferred Zhong Ningxue out.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but shudder, thinking that this young master was really too cruel.

However, Zhou Tong's method was even more cruel. He directly stripped other people of their cultivation and then grafted it onto another person. It made one's scalp tingle just thinking about it.

The most shocked among them was the Seventh Priest who was imprisoned on the side. His face was extremely pale and he had deeply realized his situation.

To others, the seventh level of sainthood is an unattainable existence, but to Zhou Tong, it is a large experience package and a treasure that can only be encountered by chance.

"Can we...can we reconcile now?"

He asked in a low voice with a flattering smile on his face, and then got a desperate answer.

"You are dreaming..."

Zhou Tong didn't look at him from beginning to end, his eyes were fixed on Youmingzi again.

"Well, now you have nothing to lose. It's time to send you on your way."

"You beast! You beast! I will fight you!"

After getting rid of the shackles, Youmingzi jumped up and cursed at Zhou Tong in the air.

"I'm going to kill you!"

He became hysterical, drew a long sword from his waist, and chopped at Zhou Tong.

This is the final madness of a desperate man. Now he is no longer afraid of death and just wants to disgust Zhou Tong.

"I'm so happy to see you so full of life. Now I'm going to show you the most painful way to die."

Zhou Tong was joking as he casually snatched the opponent's knife, then he pointed out with his other hand and pierced the opponent's forehead with a beam of light.

Youmingzi immediately became extremely stiff, and everyone thought he was dead. However, if you looked closely, you could easily find that his body was still moving at an extremely slow speed.

"What...did...you?"

He uttered those five words in a very awkward manner; every note sounded hollow, as if he had lost his mind.

"Since you are so curious, I will let you be the one who knows the truth."

Zhou Tong said indifferently: "The light just now is essentially a combination of the power of time and the power of the mind. It has only one function..."

"That is to completely activate your consciousness, let your thoughts run wild, and make your reaction speed become a million times that of normal. Therefore, from your perspective, our speed must become extremely slow!"

“Uh uh uh… huh… ah…”

Youmingzi was trembling and could only make meaningless sounds. From his perspective, it seemed as if a hundred years had passed while Zhou Tong was speaking one sentence.

Logically speaking, since Zhou Tong was so slow, Youmingzi should have been able to easily control him, but the reality was extremely cruel.

"Look at you, you're always so anxious."

Zhou Tong's extremely slow voice reached his ears again, making him extremely anxious.

"Don't think that you can be invincible just because you have super-fast thoughts. Your body's strength has long been limited and cannot coordinate with your thoughts. Therefore, your movements will become extremely slow due to your body's instinct to protect itself."

Of course, I also separated your mind and body. Everything you do now is an instinctive reaction!

When Youmingzi heard these words, thousands of years had passed in his spiritual world. During this period, he could not do anything and could not even utter a complete sentence.

At the same time, his spirit body began to decay, and now he has only one wish, which is to die immediately.

"Well, after explaining so much to you, it's time to end it."

Zhou Tong said with a smile, slowly raised the opponent's knife, and stabbed it towards Youmingzi's heart.

This movement was extremely slow, and with every breath, Youmingzi felt as if he had spent a hundred years!

"Kill me quickly, kill me quickly, please let me die, let me leave this world as soon as possible..."

He screamed in his heart, but his body instinctively raised his hand to try to block the tip of the knife, but Zhou Tong pierced him easily.

"Ah... This feels so good, please give me more, let me feel more of this stimulation!!"

Youmingzi shouted with pleasure, feeling no pain at all, and instead fell in love with this feeling.

Thousands of years seemed to have passed, and even the stimulation on his palm could not cheer him up. He seemed to have turned into a rotten wood, and he just hoped that the knife would pierce his heart as soon as possible.

Time passed in the spiritual world. He didn't know how much time had passed before the cold feeling in his heart finally made him feel a little more energetic.

At this moment, the knife had already pierced his chest. If it had gone less than half an inch further, he would have been killed completely.

"Great, this day has finally come..."

He said this with a relieved look on his face, a happy smile on his face, but suddenly, Zhou Tong stopped what he was doing.

"Why?"

He widened his eyes and roared helplessly.

"Why do you want to stop? Come on, it's almost there, kill me, I beg you, please, please, please!"

"Kill me, kill me, kill me!!"

He prayed hysterically, but a slower voice came into his ears.

"Amitābha Buddha, young donor, please spare his life!"

"I left your mother a..."

Youmingzi looked at the bald donkey in the sky and couldn't help but burst into cursing!