Shura God Emperor

Xiao Yu's eyes were somewhat determined. The harder the thing, the more he wanted to challenge.

As long as it is within his own tolerance, Xiao Yu will think it is worth it.

The little girl secretly praised in her heart, but she said calmly on the surface: "In the world of sects, each sect and everyone has a different level of marrow washing, but my method will be more extreme. I dare not say yes. The best, but the effect will definitely satisfy you. Of course, the premise is that you can resist it."

With that said, Xiao Yu was even more looking forward to it.

He hadn't experienced life-and-death fights along the way, and it was only pure marrow washing. What was difficult, Xiao Yu thought.

The little girl only glanced at Xiao Yu meaningfully and said: "If you open the bow without turning back the arrow, if the marrow washing starts, you can't stop. Even if you die, it's your responsibility."

Xiao Yu nodded heavily.

Then, the little girl didn't talk too much nonsense, she raised her hand, and then a futon appeared.

"Sit up, introverted," the little girl said.

Futon?

Xiao Yu was a little strange, but didn't ask much, and sat cross-legged on it.

Just when he just sat on it, a light of energy suddenly rose from under the futon and directly wrapped Xiao Yu in.

The light was a little soft, and there was a slight heat transmitted through the whole body, making Xiao Yu feel a kind of comfort.

"Is it comfortable?" the little girl asked.

"Um... okay." Xiao Yu answered honestly.

But as soon as his words fell, suddenly, a monstrous flame burned from inside the mask, which instantly covered Xiao Yu's whole body.

"what!"

The screaming scream suddenly sounded, and the sound reverberated under the entire cliff.

This kind of flame burned Xiao Yu almost instantaneously, and the pain was ten times more painful than the body quenching, marrow washing and so on before Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu only felt that his flesh and blood, bones, and muscles and bones were completely burned by the flames. The heart-piercing, painful feeling made Xiao Yu suffocate.

"Chichichichi!"

In just a moment of effort, that kind of flame burned into his internal organs, and Xiao Yu on the futon was completely smoked.

"What kind of flame is this!?"

There was a shock of shock in Xiao Yu's clear mind.

"Washing marrow should not be impetuous, restrained, and open the bow without turning back. You will either succeed or die. This is your own choice."

An indifferent voice came inside the mask.

"Retroverted...retroverted fart!"

That kind of flame that burned Xiao Yu's face with a twisted face was too terrifying, and if he didn't agree, it burned into his body.

His blood, bones, and muscles were almost melted away.

In terms of appearance, Xiao Yu felt that at this time, his skin and flesh had started to soften, as if a glacier had melted.

And his mind and soul had already begun to blur.

You know, Xiao Yu's physical strength is extremely terrifying, even most of the fourth-level monsters are inferior to him, but the flames on the futon can melt him!

Wouldn't it be possible to wipe out if one's own body was a little too close?

What kind of marrow is this! ?

However, just as Xiao Yu was frightened, in an instant, the world inside the mask changed, becoming an ice blue world.

"Huhuhu!"

Inside the mask, there was a wind sound like a knife cutting. The cold wind instantly extinguished the flames on Xiao Yu's body. In the next second, Xiao Yu's whole body became stiff.

He was frozen!