Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 1337 Can't find baby

Feng Ting nodded slightly, and said: "At least it proves that the cow Gu soul can't do anything to Ning Mo."

"That's because they haven't torn their faces." Zhao Zhixuan said.

"Isn't this kind of situation a shame now? How can it be considered a shame?" Feng Ting asked back.

"Have you ever been to hell? How much do you know about demons?" Zhao Zhihuan asked back.

Feng Ting condensed slightly, and thought to himself, it seems that there are indeed many things that I don't know.

Zhao Zhixuan continued: "Ning Mo has only been the Great Demon Lord for 500 years, and his foundation in hell is very shallow, which is why he dare not go back."

Feng Ting actually guessed this question a long time ago, he said with a light smile: "Ning Mo's foundation is definitely not comparable to the cow Gu soul, or even Mu Liao. But so what, she still beat Mu Liao so that he ran away with his head in his arms."

"This is only temporary." Zhao Zhihuan said.

"Even if Ning Mo can't beat the cow Gu soul, how do you know that you can escape from Ning Mo's hands?" Feng Ting asked with a smile.

Zhao Zhixuan frowned slightly, and said coldly: "The cow Gu soul will not give up on me, let alone Mu Liao."

"Then just wait." Feng Ting said unhurriedly.

"Hmph, you better think about yourself."

Zhao Zhixuan was angry, so he released two sword-like magical powers, piercing into Feng Ting's meridian, cutting Feng Ting's meridian.

"what!"

Feng Ting uttered a cry of pain, and his body trembled.

Zhao Zhixuan immediately sealed the meridians in Feng Ting's throat, preventing Feng Ting from speaking.

The pain made Feng Ting's pale and withered face a bit hideous, even so, he did not show any expression of begging for mercy.

Zhao Zhixuan thought to himself, this guy's endurance is really strong!
At this time, he felt that Ning Mo's taking Feng Ting was worth the money.The more so, the more determined he was to get the treasure from Feng Ting.

Seeing that Feng Ting didn't faint, he released another magic power.

The two magic powers cut through his body at the same time, which doubled Feng Ting's pain, and he really couldn't hold it anymore.But he definitely didn't intend to beg for mercy, let alone tell the secret of Thunderbolt.

Seeing that Feng Ting was about to pass out, Zhao Zhihuan was worried that Feng Ting would not wake up, so he withdrew his magic power and gave Feng Ting a chance to breathe.

He felt that repeating this several times would definitely scare Feng Ting out of his nerve and make Feng Ting completely surrender.

After getting the treasure, even if he really meets Ning Mo, he should be able to get away with it.

Feng Ting got a chance to breathe, and he gradually understood Zhao Zhixuan's intentions.He thought to himself, I have experienced more life and death than you, do you think this little pain can scare me?
"I'll give you another chance." Zhao Zhihuan said.

"I don't need such an opportunity." Feng Ting's face was pale and dry, his body was still shaking, but his tone was still calm.

Apart from being shocked, Zhao Zhixuan was also angry.He didn't believe that he couldn't solve a god king's photoshoot, so he flipped his wrist and injected two magic powers into Feng Ting's body at the same time.

"what!"

Feng Ting let out a cry of pain, and his body began to tremble.

Seeing that Feng Ting didn't seem to want to shout at all, Zhao Zhixiu didn't even bother to seal the meridians in Feng Ting's throat.

In fact, even if Feng Ting yelled, it couldn't get out.

Outside of these five layers of barriers, there is also his precious wind gauze tent, which is a treasure that can prevent all breaths from leaking out.

Even if Ning Mo really passed by in the wind and snow, it would be difficult to find their existence.He was so careful before, just wanting to make sure nothing would go wrong.

At this moment, his mentality has changed a little, and he is a little anxious, so he is not as cautious as before.

Next, he tortured several times in a row, first injecting the magic power like a knife into Feng Ting's body, watching Feng Ting faint to death, and then withdrew the magic power.

In less than an hour, Feng Ting was like a leaf falling in the wind, limp and slumped, unable to scream out in pain.

Even so, Feng Ting still persevered.

This made Zhao Zhixuan even more ruthless, determined to make Feng Ting succumb.

He also felt that Feng Ting's surrender was just around the corner, and he must get that treasure that he couldn't even find.

"If this goes on, even if I don't want to kill you, you probably won't survive." Zhao Zhihuan looked at Feng Ting and smiled.

"I... can't die." Feng Ting tried his best to reply.

"Okay, I just want to see how many reincarnations you can last."

"Scrub."

Two streams of magic power poured into Feng Ting's body, cutting Feng Ting's meridians and limbs.

Feng Ting was already unable to tremble, and his seven orifices had begun to bleed. Such a tragic situation made Zhao Zhixuan sure that Feng Ting's meridians, dantian, and limbs were all in disgrace.

Even if he was sent back to Ning Mo now, it would be impossible for him to fully recover.Even if he doesn't become a useless person, his cultivation will seriously regress.

Seeing that Feng Ting was about to pass out, Zhao Zhihuan immediately withdrew his magic power.

He didn't even bother to continue the interrogation, so after waiting for a while, he continued to torture.

It lasted for another hour, and Feng Ting was extremely weak, almost in a semi-sick state.But after all, he was still alive, which made Zhao Zhixuan a little crazy.

"I'll give you one more chance to tell where the treasure is hidden." Zhao Zhihuan's tone was a bit ferocious.

Feng Ting was already unable to speak, but a smile flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, baby, I don't want it anymore."

Zhao Zhihuan's words were to scare Feng Ting, but he was also ready to let Feng Ting die.

Thus, a new round of torture began.

The magic power was cut again and again, and death was approaching again and again.

Another hour passed, and Feng Ting had completely passed out.

Zhao Zhixuan was indeed ready to torture Feng Ting to death, but Feng Ting's endurance drove him crazy and made him confused.

Looking at Feng Ting who had completely fallen into a coma, Zhao Zhixiu wanted to cut off Feng Ting's head, to finish it off.

But he is not reconciled!

Obtaining the treasure from Feng Ting will increase the possibility of him leaving alive.

It took so much energy, and he didn't want to give up.

He looked at Feng Ting, took a deep breath, but he didn't cut off Feng Ting's head after all.

After waiting for three hours, he felt that Feng Ting had breath, and he had obviously come back to life.

He injected gentle divine power, trying to wake Feng Ting up.

After a quarter of an hour, Feng Ting finally woke up.

"You surprised me." Zhao Zhihuan said nonchalantly.

"Really?" Feng Ting said weakly.

"However, the stronger you are, the more painful what awaits you." Zhao Zhihuan's tone was threatening and disdainful.

"Come on!" Feng Ting's weakness prevented him from saying too many words.

Zhao Zhihuan sneered and said, "Since you want pain, I will give you pain."

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Feng Ting's mouth.

"Scrub."

Zhao Zhixuan suppressed his anger, released two sword-like magic powers, and injected them into Feng Ting's body.

With the magic power entering his body, Feng Ting frowned.He was too weak, his body was unable to tremble, and he only let out a low, low muffled grunt, and then closed his eyes.

Zhao Zhihuan frowned, he really wanted this annoying guy to die before his eyes.But he couldn't let go of that treasure.

The more so, the more unwilling he is.

Feeling that he has put in so much effort, but he still can't help a god king, which makes him feel like a failure.

He could run away quickly when facing Ning Mo, but he didn't want to lose to a god king Shangjing.

This is the pride that a god emperor should have!
Worried about Feng Ting's death, he withdrew his magic power.

After waiting for a while, after confirming that Feng Ting's breath had recovered, he released the magic power like a knife again, and continued to cut Feng Ting's meridians, dantian and limbs.

After repeating this several times, Feng Ting entered a near-death state again.

Zhao Zhihuan thought and thought, but he still couldn't bear Feng Ting's death.

Therefore, he injected divine power into Feng Ting to continue his life.

After an hour, Feng Ting slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, Feng Ting's seven orifices were already stained with blood.The blood dries and then flows, and the blood flows again.If Zhao Zhixuan hadn't wanted him to speak, his head would have already turned into a big bloody lump.

"Feng Ting, I think you are more fun now." Zhao Zhihuan changed his strategy, no longer forcing Feng Ting to tell the whereabouts of the baby, but showed an air of wanting to play to the end.

Feng Ting was unable to speak, and could only express his tenacity and fearlessness with a smile.

"Scrub."

Two sword-like magical powers pierced Feng Ting's body, following his meridians and began to cut his whole body.

Feng Ting's seven orifices began to bleed again, and the bright red blood flowed over the dry black blood, just like a stream flowing through dry land, looking like it seeps into people.

Even so, he is still alive and strong.

When Feng Ting was about to die, Zhao Zhihuan withdrew his magic power and gave Feng Ting a chance to breathe.

Repeatedly, another hour passed.

Feng Ting's seven orifices have been blocked by blood, the blood and ice under his head combined, I froze his head.

After repeating it many times, the position under his head was much higher, as if he was resting on a small ice mound.

Zhao Zhihuan withdrew his magic power, frowned, and looked at Feng Ting suspiciously.

He didn't quite understand why this young man was so stubborn and tenacious?

He didn't understand even more, where was that treasure?

He searched for it more than once, but found nothing.

Could it be that the baby is no longer with Feng Ting?
impossible!After he caught Feng Ting, he carried Feng Ting and ran away. Feng Ting never left his hand, so it was impossible for the baby to leave Feng Ting.

The baby was on Feng Ting's body, but he couldn't find it!This made Zhao Zhixuan so puzzled that he went crazy.

Be sure to find the baby!
Zhao Zhixuan told himself that he had been busy for so long, and he must not give up.

Time flows quietly, unconsciously, an hour has passed.

Feng Ting's breath recovered a little bit, but he didn't wake up.

He won't die, will he?

Zhao Zhixuan hurriedly used his divine power to renew Feng Ting's life, and called Feng Ting to wake up.

Finally, Feng Ting weakly opened his eyes.

Because there was blood on the eyelids, his eyes were small when he opened them, and looked a little scary.

"Feng Ting, I have to admire your tenacity. But if you carry on like this, the result will be the same. It's really not worth the stupidity." Zhao Zhiyou sighed.

The corner of Feng Ting's mouth moved slightly, causing the dry blood at the corner of his mouth to crack a few small cracks, revealing a terrifying smile.

Then, the blood in the corner of his eyes cracked a few fine lines, which made his eyes show a little smile.

(End of this chapter)