My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

The words of No. 9 of the Black-clothed God Sect stunned Yan Mo Patriarch and others. They never expected that the other party would be interested in Yan Huang Sect's disciples!

"This demon is also interested in these demon disciples of Yan Huang Sect! I heard that they reincarnated as demons and signed a contract with the ancient demon?" Mohan, the devil's eyes flashed, and said.

"The old man also wants to know why the Yaozu lineage ran to join He Yiming's command! Azure Dragon Elder Longpo is also a little curious.

If it's just an ordinary monster clan, Elder Longpo of the Azure Dragon clan is of course not interested.

But the other party was reincarnated as a demon, and even signed a contract with the ancient demon!

These monster races are definitely not simple, and Elder Longpo of the Azure Dragon family is naturally going to have a look.

After all, in the Monster Domain, the descendants of the Four Holy Beasts are basically the rulers on the surface, and all the Monster Races are nothing more than servants in their eyes!

His own servant unexpectedly ran to join He Yiming's command, and he was not just an ordinary servant, which naturally made the Azure Dragon Elder Long Po want to see it with his own eyes.

"Alright! Since the distinguished guests from the three parties are interested, I will personally lead the way for you!" Yan Mo Patriarch nodded, and brought the three parties to Yan Mo Prison, the deepest part of the Yan Devil World domain.

Everyone quickly and slowly came to the depths of the ground, bursts of gloomy, cold, and with the breath of death, gradually permeated.

Long Po frowned slightly, Mo Zi Mo Han enjoyed it quite a bit, and the aura of No. 9 of the Black-clothed God Sect remained unchanged.

"Ancestor Yan Mo!"

"Damn it's ancestor Yan Mo, I curse you!!!35

"Go to hell, you inhuman bastard!""

"Ahh! I want to die with you!"

"Kill me, kill me if you have the ability!"

"Old Ancestor Yan Mo, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!!!

As soon as he stepped into Yan Mo Prison, there were crazy cursing and cursing sounds from the countless cages around him.

Those who were imprisoned here and suffered all kinds of tortures naturally had a vendetta with the ancestor Yan Mo! Even if they were not with the ancestor Yan Mo, they were also disciples or descendants of the ancestor Yan Mo.

For all of this, Yan Mo Patriarch just snorted coldly, and God Transformation Realm's coercion slightly radiated, which shocked and injured the prisoners in these prisons, and immediately made the surroundings much cleaner.

The ancestor Yan Mo didn't talk nonsense, and soon led everyone to a deeper level.

From this level, there are all kinds of cruel punishment scenes. Countless prisoners are suffering extremely brutal torture here. The picture, ordinary people can't bear it even if they look at it a few times.

"Ahh! Get around me~々!"

"Kill me, please, kill me!""

"It hurts so much! It hurts too much, I can't hold it anymore! Ahhhh!

Here, there are begging for mercy, screams, and painful wailing one after another.

Patriarch Yan Mo enjoyed it quite a bit, feeling the pain of these prisoners, but with a slightly satisfied expression, he couldn't help but take a breath!

The pain and wailing of these prisoners, the mourning and screaming of their souls are also a kind of luck!

A kind of luck that was squeezed and tortured!

So Ancestor Yan Mo absorbs it in a wave, but it can strengthen his own strength!

Mozi Mohan is used to this, after all, the frozen Devil clan is even more vicious to slaves than this!

Long Po also didn't care at all, the Azure Dragon clan is extremely noble, so what if the other ants are dead besides the Azure Dragon clan?

"..." Only No. 9 of the Black-clothed God Cult paused before moving on.

Yan Mo Patriarch didn't think too much, and soon led everyone to a deeper level!

However……

After stepping in here, the style of painting has changed!

"Ouch, that's it?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, daddy woke up after a nap, it's so boring!

"Yo, daddy wants to order a set of spikes! Another set of lava burning! Don't ask why, it's just so willful!"

"You jailer is new, right? You're not good at binding, do you want me to teach you? Daddy is very skilled!""

"Hahahaha, look quickly, Brother Qitian has been sliced, hahahaha, I laughed so hard! 39

"Daddy has had two hot pot meals, why is it not our turn to be sentenced? Do your jailers look down on daddy?

On this floor, just as Patriarch Yan Mo brought everyone in, he heard the unrestrained and capricious voice of Yan Huang Sect disciplines.

"Your saber technique is really spicy! Brother Tongue is ten thousand times stronger than you! Cut daddy's tail first, why do you cut legs first?" Qi Tian Great Saint was chained and lying on the table covered with blood suffer the punishment of cutting.

Generally, a cultivator would have endured such tremendous pain, and would have long since screamed out in agony or passed out.

However, Qi Tian Great Saint not only did not panic, but also taught the jailer who executed the punishment how to cut more meticulously and skillfully.

"Ah, comfortable! That's what I want!" God of Destruction Birus was hung on a chain and burned in lava. While burning, he was still comfortable.

Generally, cultivators are burned by the lava breath here, and they can no longer bear to beg for mercy. This is ten times more painful than being in a frying pan!

But the daily favorite of Yan Huang Sect disciples is lava burning, roasting, medium rare, and a comfortable horse!

"`" Tianlei, use some strength, is your Tianlei not heavy enough? Why don’t you feel it at all? Is this forcing me to do it myself? Tianlei puts it in the flowers first, are you stupid? This is common sense You don’t even know?” Brother Jie was even more angry, scolding the jailer who tortured him with thunder for being too hot.

"Your piercing technique is wrong. Do you have a hammer to pierce your leg? Come on, separate that iron thorn, and I will teach you the essence of piercing!" My old grandson also said persuasively, with a sophisticated tone.

"Dammit, it's been an hour since I scheduled this cold execution, why didn't it come to me? Dammit, he was clearly behind me, why did he jump in front of me! Did you take advantage of others?" The girl over there looked When he came over, he even scolded several prison guards (of Wang Zhao), and was very dissatisfied with the prison guards who sentenced other Yan Huang Sect disciples first.

"???" Patriarch Yan Mo and the others all looked confused.

What the hell is this horse riding?

Why didn't I hear the wailing of Yan Huang Sect's disciples?

What about the screams? The pain? The torture?

After seeing the performance of several jailers, the ancestor Yan Mo became even more angry and almost turned his nose.

"It turns out that the way of torture is so broad and profound, I understand it!

"Take my old grandson as a stick, Master, thank you for your guidance! I have learned it!"

"Damn, can the power of the sky thunder still be so powerful? I understand, I understand, this Lei Dan is indeed a good thing, Fei!""

Many jailers in Yan Mo Great Prison actually looked like students at this time, following the instructions of Yan Huang Sect's Yaozu disciples, all of them suddenly became enlightened, as if they had fully realized.

This scene immediately made Patriarch Yan Mo almost explode with anger!