magic pupil evildoer

In the dark and damp cave, Liu Buping was locked in shackles made of colorful runes. The middle-aged monk in front of him was casting mana, activating a spring that was bubbling and glowing with turquoise light.

Hiss!

The middle-aged monk turned his head to look at Liu Buping, a light flashed in his hand, and a frisky monster appeared in his hand, and was thrown directly into the spring.

A puff of green smoke rose, and the monster was turned into a puddle of sewage by the poisonous spring without even a bone left.

"This is the Heart Spring of Ten Thousand Poisons. It can directly melt the gods of the Tribulation Crossing. It is a bit difficult to melt the gods of the Dao domain, but I don't intend to use it to kill you. I only want it to torture you!"

The middle-aged monk pointed his finger, and Liu Buping was instantly transported into the poisonous spring.

The liquid in the poison spring invaded Liu Buping's body in an instant, eroding his body continuously, trying to melt him completely.

However, the erosion was not very strong. Although Liu Buping could not be melted away, it was consuming Liu Buping's strength all the time.

"Even so, I still won't tell you!"

Liu Buping looked at the middle-aged monk and said in a deep voice.

The corner of the middle-aged monk's mouth was raised, showing a wicked smile. He only glanced at Liu Buping, then turned and walked towards the open space on one side.

The spring was covered with a dense chain of golden runes, which locked Liu Buping and firmly imprisoned him in the poisonous spring.

These chains are formed by the condensed power of gods, and they contain runes, which have been psychic. They can not only imprison Liu Buping's power, but also extract Liu Buping's power for his own use.

"Is he consuming my strength?"

Liu Buping came to a conclusion in his mind and murmured.

He is constantly calculating in his heart, wanting to see how he can escape from God's hand.

Obviously, the middle-aged monk is stronger than the corpse emperor, not only able to restrain the space, but also hinder the fluctuation of the mind.

Now Liu Buping's spiritual thoughts are all suppressed in a ball of light, and there is an extremely powerful force in his body, waiting for the opportunity to move, always waiting for the appearance of Liu Buping's soul.

Therefore, Liu Buping did not dare to blatantly activate the Hell Tower. He felt that even if he activated the power of the Hell Tower, he might not be able to escape the pursuit of this middle-aged monk, and would eventually lead to disasters in the Hell Tower.

That's why he didn't escape through the tower of hell.

In this world, there are very few gods, it can be said that there are almost no gods, but all the gods who can survive are all powerful and sophisticated people.

The middle-aged monk in front of him was starting a fire, to be precise, he was lighting the Jiulong Forge.

This is a nine-legged nine-dragon furnace for alchemy. Each dragon represents a kind of sky fire, and nine-fire smelting can forge all things in the world.

Liu Buping had never seen this furnace before, but he had only seen written records about it in legends, and seeing the seriousness of the middle-aged man, he concluded that even if this furnace was not a real Jiulong forging furnace, it was still an extremely high-end furnace. Imitation.

Whoops!

Not long after, the flame in the furnace was ignited, and nine different colored sky fires spewed out from the dragon's mouth, gradually converging into a colorful light in the furnace.

The middle-aged monk moved his body, and a drop of golden blood flew out from his finger. After the blood melted into the furnace, the whole furnace began to become transparent.

It can be seen from the outside that there is a group of colorful flames inside the furnace, like a fire cocoon, under the sway of the middle-aged monk, constantly interweaving Taoist and divine patterns.

"What is he doing?"

Liu Buping murmured in his heart that the power circulation in his body had gradually become exhausted, and under the erosion of the venom, the true spirit in the cells of the body had become sluggish, which was a manifestation of poisoning.

If the poison cannot be detoxified in time, these true spirits that have been conceived for a long time will die completely.

At that time, Liu Buping's strength will plummet and become mediocre.

Fortunately, he cultivated the ability to void the soul, otherwise his soul would also be infected by the venom, and the whole person would become sluggish and walk towards death step by step.

"Hmm! Alright!"

The middle-aged monk let out a foul breath, looked at the forging furnace that had turned into white jade in front of him, and turned to look at Liu Buping.

But seeing Liu Buping's pale face and weak breath, he was very satisfied, got up and walked towards the poisonous spring, looked at Liu Buping inside and asked, "Are you going to say it or not?"

"Don't say kill me!"

Liu Buping said stubbornly.

The middle-aged monk laughed, looked at Liu Buping strangely and said, "You really don't know what's good! Well, don't play tricks with me! How about it, as long as you tell me, I can spare your life, how about it?" ?”

Hearing the middle-aged monk's words, Liu Buping really wanted to agree, but he couldn't trust the other party, and these secrets were his life, even if he died, he would never let anyone know.

"Do not say!"

Liu Buping gritted his teeth. Due to the gradual lack of strength, his body was also damaged to a certain extent. At this moment, he was trembling, resisting the pain in his heart, and said in a deep voice.

"Good! Backbone! This is the kind of person I like to torture the most!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged monk put his hand on the golden chain, and lifted Liu Buping up from the poisonous spring with a light lift.

"The water in this poisonous spring is already alive, don't try to detoxify it!"

Seemingly seeing through Liu Buping's thoughts, the middle-aged monk shook his head and said.

At the moment when he came out of the water, Liu Buping wanted to use his own strength to expel the poison with all his strength to restore his strength, but as the middle-aged monk said, these poisonous poisons have spirits, and at this moment he deals with these spirited poisons. Reluctantly, or even unable to eliminate these venoms at all.

Liu Buping gave up detoxification and looked at the middle-aged monk coldly.

"Don't look at me like that! You asked for it yourself. I have a problem with forging all kinds of strange things, especially using humans as tools and forging them through sky fire. I have quite a lot of experience in this..."

As the middle-aged monk said, he raised his hand and let go, sending Liu Buping into the forging furnace.

Immediately, countless strands of fire turned into iron chains, attached to Liu Buping's body, and pierced into the meridian blood and cells everywhere in his body.

"Sealing Formation! Success!"

The middle-aged monk changed his hand formula, and then the fire wire that invaded Liu Buping's body condensed in Liu Buping's heart and turned into a word 'seal', firmly sealing the power in Liu Buping's body.

All of a sudden, Liu Buping's physical strength and soul seemed to be imprisoned by the power of the seal, and he couldn't use it. Except for his five senses, only Liu Buping's eyes were left to see.

"I'm giving you a chance, should I say it or not?"

A hint of hotness flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes, and he asked Liu Buping again.

Liu Buping couldn't speak, he could only think slowly, and the faint pain in his body was always coming from his consciousness, which made his heart feel cold. He could only tell the middle-aged monk with his eyes that everything was a delusion.

"You are the most resolute person I've ever seen! However, I hope you don't let me down!... Hehe! When you become my spirit training puppet, it seems that you still can't maintain this level of faith!"

As he said that, the middle-aged monk stopped talking, and sat cross-legged on the side of the forging furnace, with the light shining in his hands, and punched one after another of the formulas into the furnace.

Whoops!

For a moment, the flames in the furnace rose up, and then there were streams of flames converging and condensing, constantly scouring and forging on Liu Buping's body.

This is an extremely long and complicated process, and each step is extremely complicated.

The middle-aged monk no longer wanted to kill Liu Buping. He not only wanted to find out Liu Buping's secret, but also used Liu Buping's treasured body to forge a puppet, a powerful puppet.

However, ** forging is extremely difficult, requiring the controller to have the same grasp of the flame and time, and also have a certain control over the **, otherwise the forging will fail due to the ** or the time of the flame. Things abound.

What the middle-aged monk has to do is first forge Liu Buping's body into a body he can control, and then forge his soul. When everything is done, Liu Buping will still be Liu Buping, but he can no longer control his own body. The body and soul can only maintain an immortal self, as the spirit of this ** treasure, to maintain the flexibility of this body.

Whoops!

The tingling pain made Liu Buping's body tremble continuously, and his soul was also enduring the pain of this sky fire, which was tantamount to exposing his body and soul to the boundless sky fire catastrophe. Under the premise of strength, use a mortal body to fight against Tianhuo.

If it weren't for Liu Buping's strong body, these flames alone would be enough to shatter Liu Buping in an instant.

Suddenly, Liu Buping noticed that his arm was getting out of his control little by little. While the flame was burning, the flesh and blood on the arm began to shrink slowly, and then the meridian vessels and acupuncture points on the arm began to be filled and burned by the flame. In order to shape it, a solid membrane wall was formed to make his arm look like the middle-aged monk wanted.

"Ah! Damn it, I don't want to become your puppet! There must be a way, there must be a way!"

A sense of despair arose in Liu Buping's heart, his eyes were shining with eagerness, his thinking was running slowly, and he wanted to think of a way to solve his current crisis.

Once the body is really forged into a puppet, he will be trapped in a huge cage, and at that time his life will be worse than death.

The reason why the thinking can move quickly is because the middle-aged monk loosened the restraint on the soul while forging Liu Buping's arm, so that Liu Buping can think, but the time of thinking is also quite slow, and it often takes a moment to form an idea. clock time.

"Very good, your arm has been shaped, and the next part is the fusion material. This step is very painful, but it is a great opportunity for you!"

The middle-aged monk spoke earnestly, with light shining in his hand, precious materials one by one were thrown into the forging furnace by the monk at no cost.