Chapter 73 Beg Me

Either kill the opponent or be killed by the opponent.

But in fact, He Jingtong knew that they could not kill the alien Su Qing.

Question: What does Fu Zexun have to do to reappear in front of the public after escaping from He Yunian?

The conclusion to this question is simple: when Fu Zexun thought he could fight against He Yunian.

The old man can kill an S-level alien spirit. If Fu Zexun needs to fight him, he must prepare at least two S-level alien spirits.

Moreover, this combat power is only aimed at He Yunian alone.

But Fu Zexun didn't necessarily want to seek death by bringing two S-level spirits to challenge He Yunian.

When he possessed this amount of combat power, it would be more practical for him to target He Jingtong instead of He Yunian.

Whether it's the threat posed by the eldest grandson to the old man's son, or the potential value of the prophet...

Fu Zexun only needs to release a message to Su Xu.

The alien spirit Su Qing needs to become stronger by devouring spiritualists.

Then everything will happen naturally.

Some useless wanted criminals were thrown into this villa to raise pigs to make the alien Su Qing stronger.

The actual performance also allowed Su Xu to realize that the alien Su Qing could really change his own form and consciousness by devouring others.

At this time, Fu Zexun only needs to give up sending wanted criminals to this villa when he is about to succeed...

Su Xu, who expects the alien spirit Su Qing to turn back into the appearance of his father in his memory, will naturally choose to select a suitable spiritualist to start with.

At this time, what could be more appropriate than Elite College, which is about to start internships for high school students?

Students have abilities, but their abilities are not particularly strong.

And usually three people act together.

If swallowing one would not allow the alien Su Qing to transform from a monster into a human form, then three would probably be enough.

It was a matter of course that I was selected in the audition.

Even if Su Xu was not selected at that time, the illusion spirit in Fu Zexun's hands was enough to deceive an ordinary director.

What's more, Su Xu succeeded in the audition with his own abilities, even without using any other spirits.

——I want to see the alien Su Qing transform into a human form as soon as possible.

——I also want to ask that man after he regains his human form: "Why do you want me to die?"

But Su Xu actually knew the answer to this question.

Deep down, the question he wanted to ask was: "Just because you can't get out of a role, can you just say to your son, 'Go to hell'?"

But at that moment all the thoughts seemed so ridiculous.

Because everything is not the final step.

The alien Su Qing had already been able to do it, transforming from a slime appearance into the familiar human form in Zong Feng's memory.

Before this, it was all just pretending.

Despair?

It doesn't seem to have reached that level.

I just suddenly felt that it was a bit ridiculous.

Su Xu also laughed along with the thought, but there was not a trace of light in his eyes.

The monster he regarded as his father wanted to kill him.

The temporary colleague whom he treated as food was actually protecting him.

Even those interstellar blockbusters that were created to make money wouldn't be as ridiculous as the current dramas.

The protector had no time to pay attention to Su Xu, and only looked at the alien spirit with full concentration.

There is a saying that all spiritual masters know: "cultivating into a human form."

This means that one will transform into a spirit being, and when one's strength reaches a certain level, one will return to the way they were before death.

Apart from the alien created by Fu Zexun, the only alien that appeared in human form in the past 300 years was the lazy alien who died at the hands of He Yunian not long ago.

——That is also an S-rank spirit.

It was truly a life-and-death situation at the moment.

But who is the bait and who is the fish, no one can tell until the final result is revealed.

He Jingtong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the alien spirit Su Qing.

The humanoid monster did not attack easily, but stood there and looked at them.

He Jingtong coughed, made sure the blood didn't clog his throat, and then said, "From the very beginning, you didn't intend to let Su Xu survive."

"Why should I let him live?" The alien spirit Su Qing looked at everyone, his arrogant eyes showing no intention of disguising.

A thin layer of red light emanated from his body, like solidified blood, which had lost its stickiness but seemed to have formed some kind of hard solid substance.

"If you want to stand from a human's perspective and tell me that he is my son, I will just find it too funny." The alien Su Qing looked at Su Xu, his gaze even less sharp than a human's gaze on an ant.

"No one would think that." He Jingtong fixed his eyes on the alien spirit Su Qing, "The relationship between spiritualists and alien spirits has always been one of life and death."

"What I really want to say is that the person who has pulled the reins around the neck of a monster like you was not Su Xu from the beginning to the end."

"Are you asking for confirmation from me?" The alien Su Qing looked at He Jingtong and suddenly smiled, showing the aura of a mature man, and his sarcasm was not concealed: "Don't tell me that you are pretending to be dying just to indirectly tell Su Xu that his father died three years ago."

"As far as I know, you are a C-class cleric, right? You forcibly used a realm that does not belong to you just to save a weakling who is no different from a paramecium—"

The alien spirit Su Qing looked at everyone with a cold and condescending gaze: "Does this make sense?"

"It's not up to you to decide whether it's meaningful or not!" Qi Xueyi used his healing power to try to cover He Jingtong's body, but He Jingtong raised his hand to stop him immediately.

"Don't waste your energy..."

It cannot be cured.

The unfinished words were stuck in his throat, and he never said them. He Jingtong just said, "First think about how to survive in the hands of an S-level spirit."

"But you said before that we can all survive." Qi Xueyi was referring to what He Jingtong had previously verified through turtle soup, that they would not die here.

This gave Qi Xueyi a little more courage to resist, even though he was facing an S-level alien.

The fear that almost crushed his heart made Qi Xueyi feel like he was using all his strength when he raised his hand to treat the patient.

What to do?

Even if you can survive but your life is worse than death, it is still considered alive.

"Yes." He Jingtong nodded. He turned to Qi Xueyi and said with emphasis, "We can all survive."

"Heh." The alien spirit Su Qing sneered.

In a flash, He Jingtong, who was holding a knife to resist, was repelled by the alien spirit Su Qing and slammed into the wall.

A lot of debris on the wall slid down He Jingtong's body.

There was no groan of pain, nor any hysterical scream. All he heard was He Jingtong wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, holding the Ming Jiuguan in both hands, standing up against the wall, and facing the image of the alien Su Qing again.

At the same time, a burnt smell spread out from the alien spirit Su Qing's chest.

He Jingtong coughed lightly, and the blood that came out was roughly wiped away again.

Then the boy laughed.

He looked at the alien spirit Su Qing and said calmly, "Look, the master you serve as a dog won't allow you to kill me."

The scene before the eyes of several people flashed again. He Jingtong leaned his back against the wall, holding a knife to resist the alien spirit. The scene of sparks between the blade and the alien spirit's body appeared before their eyes.

Zong Feng said hurriedly: "The alien spirit Su Qing can't kill anyone!"

But this gift of cognition could not even be instilled into the alien Su Qing's brain.

The stronger the ability, the higher the quality of soul power.

The simplest example is that because He Jingtong's soul quality was too high, Qi Xueyi was unable to use his healing power to heal him at first.

The current situation is that even if Zong Feng, an A-level spiritualist, drives the cognitive changes of his ability bias characteristics to the extreme, he cannot affect the alien spirit Su Qing.

Instead, Zong Feng would suffer internal injuries due to the outward transmission of power and collision with a more powerful existence.

Red also seeped out of the corners of his mouth. He was like a man with a fierce look, and before the alien spirit Su Qing's right hand could grab He Jingtong's neck, he shouted, "Stop!"

Originally, the left hand was used to fight against He Jingtong.

The alien spirit Su Qing, who was about to attack with his right hand again, suddenly froze in place.

Jian Zirui and Qi Xueyi had already rushed forward in tacit understanding. They used all kinds of martial arts in succession, hoping to cause damage to the alien spirit Su Qing, but the difference in level still prevented them from making an effective attack.

In short, the defense cannot be broken at all.

Moreover, this was just the melee ability of the alien spirit Su Qing, and up to now he had not yet displayed his realm that was defined as an S-level alien spirit.

The dark red power suddenly exploded, and Jian Zirui and Qi Xueyi were shaken away at the same time. He Jingtong was thrown against the wall again.

Zong Feng, who had previously stopped the alien spirit Su Qing, became the monster's new target.

The right hand of the alien Su Qing finally grabbed his neck, but the original target was He Jingtong, and now it was Zong Feng.

The three students all looked unhappy.

The three of them all thought of one thing, that is, among the three people who would not die when He Jingtong used the turtle soup to locate them, only the three of them...

This does not include Zong Feng at this time.

Zong Feng groaned. His instinct for survival made him keep trying to grab the alien Su Qing's hand that was pinching his neck, but it was of no use.

The strength of the alien spirit Su Qing increased visibly and Zong Feng's face turned blue and purple, and it seemed that he would die on the spot from suffocation at any time.

"Dog?" The alien Su Qing suddenly laughed. He grabbed Zong Feng's neck and not only lifted him up with one hand, but also turned around and looked at He Jingtong and said, "But now it's you who look more like dogs."

"Do you want him to live?"

The color of power has already proved that the monster with a sinful tendency has never concealed its arrogant attitude. And what the alien Su Qing can't accept the most is that when the mere human power can't fight against him, he is still belittled verbally.

"Beg me, kneel down and beg me, and I'll let him live."

"Otherwise, even if I kill Fu Zexun, it won't have any effect on me."

Zong Feng's struggles had become weak.

"Fu Zexun only wants you." The alien spirit Su Qing looked at He Jingtong with contempt. "Your value may allow one of your companions to survive, but your value cannot guarantee that everyone here can survive."!