Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Some of them were star bandits who once dominated a star realm, some were powerful people in aristocratic families, and some were once prominent figures in the sect, but they were brought to this place after losing due to internal power struggles.

Among these people, Tan Xu's status can be regarded as one of the most brilliant people in the past.

In the crowd, some people suddenly fell to the ground and passed out while they were doing it.

For such a person, he will be roughly carried to the side, and then a pot of hot solar lava will be poured on him. The person will wake up immediately with a scream. This feeling is the same as that of an ordinary person being poured with a pot of boiling water. There is no difference on the body.

However, they have strong vitality, and even if they want to die, it is not that easy. The strong vitality here has become a kind of torture that they cannot survive but cannot die.

When the cold storm breaks out, some people will even take the initiative to riot and rush into it, allowing themselves to be torn apart and their souls to be frozen and shattered, ending this hellish pain.

Suddenly the harsh sound of the gong was sounded. As if they heard the most pleasant sound, the prisoners who were working immediately rushed towards the place where the gong sounded.

"It's time for dinner, idiots. Today we have delicious soup stewed by Sun Star Spring." In front of a large pot, many jailers were preparing rice.

The so-called rice is actually a hot soup stewed with spring water containing solar energy, with some low-grade Sun God crystals thrown into the stew. As for the taste, it smells of sulfur and is unpleasant to drink, but the hot magical power contained in it can make Having lost their divine energy, they gained energy replenishment to withstand the severe cold. They could adapt to the taste after getting used to drinking it.

Tan Xu queued up to get a bowl. The meal guard spat out thick phlegm and spit it directly into Tan Xu's bowl. He said with a smile: "Add some spices to the peak master."

Tan Xu looked at the other party with calm eyes, as if he was looking at a clown, turned around and left with the soup. Because of his special status, he became the favorite person to be bullied by the guards here to satisfy their sense of superiority and vanity.

"Hahaha, this cowardly Peak Master, how do you think such a person became the Peak Master?"

"I was also a disciple of the Lord God back then, a high-ranking member of the sect. I have been trained since childhood. The environment I came into contact with is different from that of you and me."

"Bah, screw it. Now you are our prisoner, and you act based on our expressions."

"Haha, that's right."

The jailers talked and laughed. In such humiliation, people will have a great sense of superiority and satisfaction.

In the distance, a figure was watching this scene silently with his hands behind his back. Seeing the man who once scolded Fang Qiu and guided the country, holding a bowl of something that couldn't be called soup and enduring all this, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.

He walked over, came behind the spitting jailer, suddenly reached out and grabbed the jailer's neck, and pressed him into the soup pot. The boiling soup with the flames of the sun was rolling, covering his upper body. submerged.

"Ah——!" The jailer screamed and wailed, struggling in the soup.

"Bold, who are you?"

"presumptuous!"

The expressions of the other jailers changed greatly, and they gathered around and drew their knives.

"I am the true disciple of Ziyang Peak and the military general Tang Yu, who dares to take action?"

Tang Yu shouted angrily, with a breathtaking majesty in his cold eyes, which was so overwhelming that the guards around him did not dare to step forward.

The jailers' expressions changed slightly when they heard this, and they didn't dare to take action.

They were not even considered outer disciples within the Zhengyang Divine Sect, so naturally they did not dare to challenge a true disciple of Ziyang Peak.

"Ah - Sir, please spare my life, please spare your life -" The jailer, whose body was pushed into the soup, screamed and wailed, and his head was almost burned to death.

Tang Yu said indifferently: "I also need you to add some spices."

A stream of sun fire poured into the opponent's body in his hand. This was nothing more than a scream from the jailer of the divine king realm, and then the person was melted alive into broth and blended into the pot. This scene was extremely terrifying. A person suddenly acted like this Melted.

The opponent's soul has been dissolved, and he cannot die anymore. With his status, it is not enough to kill a jailer who is not even an outer disciple, even if someone comes to the rescue.

The jailers were so stunned that they didn't dare to say anything. The soldiers who brought Xiang Chen here didn't dare to intervene. They knew that this man was his lord's financial backer, and the people who could come here to visit the prison were all rich and high-status people, and he would be offended. Sorry.

The embarrassed middle-aged man sitting in the corner among the crowd smiled lightly and said, "I'm still a little out of control."

Tang Yu came to the other party and said with a smile: "I have prepared good wine and good food to see you."

Tan Xu stood up, gave his bowl to a prisoner next to him who looked at him enviously, and said, "You didn't spend less to come in."

"It's just a small amount of money. It's not worth mentioning compared to the income from the star realm that the peak master gave me." The two walked side by side, and Tang Yu took the initiative to take out a fine divine robe and put it on the other's much thinner shoulders. .

Tan Xu tightened his robe, feeling a lot more warmth from the divine power, and said: "It seems that Mo Luo is managed well by you now. When I gave it to you, the economy of the star world was still in a very primitive state. , if you want to develop well, it is impossible without ten thousand years of operation."

Tang Yu said with a smile: "I have a good wife who is very proficient in business and has strong abilities. I will leave all the property to her and I will just make a living."

The two entered the interview room while talking.

The two of them sat on the floor, and Tang Yu took out a large pile of food that he had prepared from Inner Qiankun, including cold dishes, hot dishes, and soups. There were all kinds of dishes, including delicacies from all over Yan and Huang, no less than a thousand dishes.

"Huo! Good guy, haha, there are so many. After being here for so many years, I often think of the days outside, but later I found out that what I have been thinking about the most is this bite you made." Tan Xu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to take it. Pick up the chopsticks to pick up the food.

Tang Yu poured him wine and looked at the old peak master who had cultivated him while eating these dishes intoxicatedly, holding back some emotions in his heart.

There are two kinds of strong people, one is those who dare to swing their swords at the stronger ones.

The second type is Han Xin who dares to face the bleakest life, the humiliation that shatters his dignity, such as the crotch humiliation.

Sometimes, living in embarrassment requires more courage than dying with dignity.

"So, keep at it, you can enjoy such delicious food every day in the future. Come and try the wine made by my wife. It is now a limited-selling product in the God's Domain."

"Well - the aroma of this wine is tempting, but having said that, you have this wife on the left and that wife on the right. How many wives do you have?"

The aroma of the wine entered his throat, and Tan Xu also showed an expression of savoring and enjoying it.

"It's not much, just 200 million. Let me tell you, Peak Master, how about I help you get two women to come in? What race do you like? A cat girl, a rabbit girl, or a human wife?"

"Fuck you, have a drink haha."

"Do it." The old man and the young man drank wine and talked about one thing or another. The love in the man's heart was brewed in the cup. In the true physical sense, the guy with a bad heart and a dog's heart was silently thinking about the most human love. . .