Mysterious blood boils

Dugu Yinyang betrayed the old devil, claiming that he wanted to gain a way out for future generations; but just now, he did not hesitate to sacrifice a large number of future generations for his own escape. , is just an excuse.This is also the reason why Xuanyuanpeng trapped him. For this kind of bastard, he must be tortured thoroughly. If he is tortured, his life would be worse than death, and he should regret it...

"Boom!" All the captives were escorted into Tongue Pulling Hell, Xuanyuan Peng's divine sense moved, and the [-]th floor of Hell was slowly closed, and a black divine light entered the bottom of the sacred monument in his brain.

In the holy monument, in hell, the first level of space, tongue-pull hell!

"Wow..." The bodies and spirits of the rebels and captives were bound to the copper pillars one after another. The jailers under the Emperor Xinghuang, like wolves, took the bloody tongues one by one with the forceps. Pulling it out abruptly, pulling it off completely, the pain caused the prisoners one by one, crying for father and mother, howling and screaming, miserable...

Hold back, I hold back, isn't it just pulling out my tongue?I, Dugu Yinyang, can still bear it, it's just a few hours of pain! ——Dugu Yinyang was so painful that he almost passed out, but he didn't howl. He understood that no matter how miserable he screamed, no one would pity him. He only wanted to survive eighteen kinds of torture, and then change another way of life.

I hope that the little devil will keep his word, isn't it the eighteen kinds of torture?After a day, or divided into several months, I endure it, and the pain will be over. At that time, I will untie my closed acupuncture points, and my skills will be restored. Just a boost of divine power, no matter how serious the disability is Limbs can also recover instantly!

Dugu Yinyang endured the piercing pain, and his longing for life made him choose perseverance. When he endured the severe pain, he compared it with the other side of him, the elder of the Minglong clan who was so painful that he was crying for his mother. The old black dragon had already Completely useless, and he.He still has hope, he is smarter than the old black dragon, he chose to surrender.

Hey, if you choose the right one, you will have a brighter future! ——Dugu Yinyang endured the great pain, and had fun in the bitterness of his heart!

But—that night, Dugu Yinyang and Shu were captured.Unexpectedly, under the promotion of a mysterious law force, their tongues that had been pulled out grew back again. This unexpected surprise made them feel.The so-called tongue-pulling torture is just a kind of mental pain and torture. The limbs that were thought to be disabled will grow back soon, which can be regarded as a surprise. [

I don't know, tomorrow, what is the second torture?Dugu Yinyang was pleasantly surprised.Secretly looking forward to, under the promotion of the power of the law, the tongue unexpectedly grew out, which strengthened his confidence in winning a way out.

The next day, the wolf-like jailers, grinning ferociously and flying over with daunting tongue-pulling pliers.Beng Beng Beng... Amidst the horrible blunt sound of pulling out the tongue, Dugu Yinyang and other prisoners, who had just endured the torture of pulling out their tongues yesterday, staged it again...

Tongue pulling torture, why did it happen again? ... Dugu Yinyang was almost dumbfounded, he felt horribly that his tongue grew again at night.The purpose is to suffer again, to suffer another round of sin.

"If this is the case, I would rather my tongue not grow. Anyway, after [-] kinds of torture. No matter how badly I am disabled, I will be able to restore it in an instant!" Dugu Yinyang suffered from the pain of pulling out her tongue for the second time, and finally couldn't help it, the pain I had to howl out loud, thinking with great pain in my heart.

However, at night, their tongues grew out again, and on the third day, the third tongue-pulling torture started again... Dugu Yinyang discovered in horror that the first torture alone was once a day, and he had to taste one side every day The side where the tongue was pulled out was painful, and it really hurt like a cramp all over my body.

"I want to see Xinghuang..." Dugu Yinyang couldn't help it, and finally took advantage of the night when his tongue grew out and the pain eased a little, so he hurriedly yelled.

Peng, Xing Huang heard the sound and teleported to him: "Dugu Yinyang, what do you have to say?"

"My lord Xinghuang, I have an agreement with the little devil. As long as I survive the eighteen kinds of punishments, I will be spared from death. I want to ask, when will this first kind of tongue-pulling torture end? Torture, when will you add it to me!" Dugu Yinyang asked cautiously with a smile on his face.

"When will the tongue-pulling torture end, right? It's hard to say. In short, as long as your tongue grows out at night, you will have to pull it out again the next day! It goes on and on again, and when it will end, I really can't say." Xing Huang grinned said.

"Ah, when will you give me the second torture?" When Dugu Yinyang heard it, he was at the peak of his cultivation, so he naturally understood that the power of the law made their tongues grow out every night, and the law was irreversible. This torture of pulling out the tongue hurts once a day, when will it end?He could hardly wait.

"Eh? Looks like you, old man Dugu, don't feel enough pain. Cracking Emperor, for all the members of the two major rebel clans, adjust the frequency of pulling out your tongue from once a day to twice a day... no, a day Three times, one in the morning, one in the middle of the night, one in the evening, and you can take a rest in the second half of the night, I am still very kind, hahahaha..." Xinghuang said with a smile, with a compassionate look on his face.

"Yes, brother Xinghuang!" Liehuang is now on the same level as Xinghuang. Although he is driven by him, he doesn't need to be called Mr. Xinghuang, so he immediately agreed.

"No, no, no..." When Dugu Yinyang heard it, he could change the law, grow his tongue frequency, and suffered three crimes in a day, so he screamed in fright: "Xinghuang, I want to sue you to the little devil, you You, you...you tampered with the surrender agreement between me and the little demon, you, you...you wait for the little demon to punish you and remove you from your post, by then, you will be more miserable than me..."

"Oh? You old bastard, until now, I'm afraid you still don't know the truth about the so-called eighteen kinds of torture. Come on, let me tell you. These eighteen kinds of torture are not common tortures in my world of immortal punishment at all. , but in the past, Shang Mozun witnessed the phenomenon of many princes of the Ming clan falling apart and disobedient before the great defeat. Before death, he developed eighteen kinds of hell tortures, each of which can be exhausted, so that you can live forever. , I can't finish tasting..."

"Old Dugu Miscellaneous "Mao", do you think that after letting you taste eighteen kinds of torture one by one, you will be free? No, no, I will give you an example: Take the tongue-pulling torture as an example, As long as your tongue continues to grow under the influence of the power of the law, this torture can continue, not to mention torture you to the end, do you understand the meaning of my words? In other words, eighteen kinds Torture, as long as you don't die, as long as the power of the law keeps running, and your tortured parts continue to regenerate, I can order the jailer to torture you over and over again!" [

"This is not considered a breach of contract by Lord Mozun, but you are an old bastard who doesn't understand the principles of the operation of eighteen kinds of torture. You have been fooled. , From now on, you will be tortured by these [-] kinds of torture forever, you will not fall into reincarnation, you will not be able to survive, you will not be able to die, hahahaha..."

"Don't you want to taste eighteen kinds of torture, don't you want to taste it quickly? No problem, Emperor Lie. From today on, eighteen kinds of torture will be given to this old guy every day. Let him taste eighteen kinds of torture a day, and then The second day, the third day... Keep tasting it again and again, anyway, among these rebel slaves, this old bastard is the worst."

"By the way, eighteen tortures every day, plus the old black dragon, the lord of the ghosts, the fierce ghost emperor, and the spirit body of the Nine Nether Blade. I will torture you until the sky is old and the sea is dry and the stone is rotten. I won't let you go, wow ha ha ha..."

The more Xing Huang said, the brighter his eyes, and he hasn't practiced all eighteen kinds of torture. He happened to take these first criminals and practice them. Anyway, what Xuanyuanpeng meant was to torture them severely, and the more severe the torture, The more he can please Xuanyuan Peng.

"No... I fell for it..." When Dugu Yinyang heard this, he was frightened out of his wits. If he had known the ending earlier, he would rather blew himself up than accept such a miserable end.

"Dugu Yinyang, you're fucking dragging us to death..." The elder of the Dark Dragon Clan, the Lord of Yinhun, Lipo Ghost Emperor and Nine Nether Blade, his spirit body turned pale with fright, and his whole body trembled...

From then on, the rebels were tortured by pulling out their tongues three times a day, and the five chief culprits, Dugu Yinyang, the old man of the Minglong clan, the master of Yinhun, Lipo ghost emperor and Jiuyou Zhiblade, performed eighteen kinds of torture every day in turn. Every night, under the promotion of the power of the law, their bodies and spirits gradually healed, but before the pain ended, a new round of [-] kinds of torture began the next day...

Repeatedly, again and again, Dugu Yinyang regretted and wished to be killed alive, but he and the rebel slaves became meat on the chopping board, unable to resist, and could only accept the torture again and again. , What is going up the mountain of knives, going down the oil pan, iron trees piercing the intestines, millstones and so on are staged in turn. Every day in hell, there is a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, which can scare the living crazy...

"No, no, no, I don't want to go to the frying pan..." Dugu Yinyang and other five chief culprits screamed miserably, all the souls of the dead, were forked up by the jailers, and thrown into the steaming hot frying pan with a bang Suddenly, from the body to the soul, they were fried alive, fried to the point where they were so painful that they turned upside down...

"Crackling, crackling..." The huge millstone was constantly being turned and rotated by the prison guards, grinding the five culprits and the middle and high-level clansmen among the rebel slaves over and over again into bean foam-like blood, pure The rebel slaves of the spirit body were ground into pus like gruel of the soul...

"Wow!", "Ah!", "No!"... The rebel slaves suffered endless pain every day. As time passed, [-] kinds of torture were carried out in turn. , even if you want to die...

"The problem of rebellion is solved. I remember that Soul Master, Ghost Emperor, and You Ren once said, what kind of dominator-level power? Xinghuang, come out for me, and help me interrogate what level the dominator-level power is. Do you have power?" (To be continued. If you like this work, () vote, monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m to read.

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