Chapter 705 (1/2)
In the thick red fog, strange eyes looked at Qi Yun, either cold, surprised, or afraid.
Without exception, they all dare not really show up.
Can only peep out through the red fog.
Qi Yun holds a stone sword. When the sword is cut quickly, pieces of flesh and blood fly out. How bloody it is.
The Cang King's mouth kept sending out bursts of angry scolds and screams.
But no matter what kind of angry scolding, no matter what kind of scream, he could not change his fate at all.
He was trapped on a thick stone pillar, like a pork in the secular world. He was invisibly divided, and his flesh and blood flew out one by one and dyed the ground red.
Later, the king of heaven had changed from scolding to begging for mercy and wailing.
But even so, nothing can be changed.
Brush.
The red fog was broken, and the bodies of the giant spirit and the Xuanwu master flew over from a distance and landed here.
Seeing the Cang King carved into white bones on the stone pillar, they were all very happy.
”This is the king of heaven. Well, leader, let me do it myself. Scraping him inch by inch is not absolute pain. I have a more painful way!”
The giant spirit clenched his teeth.
”Really? Then give it to master Juling! ”
Qi Yun's tone was calm.
The giant spirit smiled grimly, took out a black dagger, suddenly cut off a piece of flesh and blood on the Cang king, and directly stuffed the flesh and blood into the Cang King's mouth.
”Little thing, you also have today. I want you to eat yourself. Weren't you crazy before? There are also four wings. I asked you to bake all four of your wings. When you face me, I eat your wings and see what you can do! ”
Poof!
The giant spirit's palm shook, the sharp cold dagger crossed, and cut off two of its wings directly. The painful Cang King screamed again, and his back was dripping with blood.
The giant spirit grabbed a spear and pierced the two wings. Then he lit a fire and began to barbecue. At the same time, a whip with an inverted hook appeared on the other hand and threw it hard at the king.
Pop! Pop! Pop!
A whip kept throwing out, and the sound was harsh.
The scream of the king of Cang continued.
All the ten humanoid creatures nearby were pale, trembling and terrified.
Qi Yun took a look at the giant spirit and set his plain eyes on the ten humanoid creatures.
”They all saw the fate of the Cang king. If they didn't want to be the same as him, they wrote down their own names, the names of their brothers, sisters, brothers, uncles, as well as the names of the Supreme Master, their parents, grandparents, uncles and uncles. Don't lie to me. If anyone deceives me, I will make his pain a thousand times stronger than the king! ”
Qi Yun's tone was calm.
Hiss!
He pointed a finger and burst out with a divine light, which directly untied the chain on one of the humanoid creatures. He said faintly: ”you write first. After you finish writing, I will search the soul. If you find anything wrong, I will make you like the king of heaven!”
The man trembled with great fear. He glanced at Qi Yun and didn't know what Qi Yun was going to do.
Write down so many names, does he want to curse by name?
But it's impossible.
They are all super powers from outside!
The weakest teachers, uncles and uncles are Mahayana, among which there is a broken period.
A sudden resentment rose in the man's heart.
OK, the aboriginal let himself write, then write it himself.
He doesn't believe that the curse here can curse his master, uncle, uncle and uncle. People like them have long been inviolable, and no curse can be added.
If you want to curse them, you will only be bitten by the power of cause and effect on them and let it be time to kill yourself.
His heart grew vicious, his eyes showed a grimace, grabbed his pen and ink and wrote on a piece of paper.
Brush!
He kept writing names.
He writes about real experts.
At least they are in Mahayana, and there is no weak one.
After writing the Mahayana, he began to write the broken period.
Names were written one after another, and soon more than 20 lives were written on a piece of paper.
”Strong man, I have finished writing. These are my relatives!”
The man stopped writing, looked at Qi Yun and said.
”Elder martial brother, elder martial sister, cousin, how many people are there? Write everything you know! ”
Qi Yun's tone sank.
The man was so angry that he had to do it.
Few of his senior brothers, sisters, cousins and cousins are weak. The weakest ones are in the fit stage. What can they do even if they are written?
This aborigine, sitting on a well and watching the sky, doesn't know the size of the world!
Only out of this world can we really know how terrible it is outside.
Brush.
More than 100 lives were quickly written on a piece of paper.
”No, I've finished it all.”
Said the man.
Qi Yun grabbed the man's head and began soul searching.
Of course, his so-called soul searching is just a show.
Because the deepest memory of these people's minds has long been sealed, and there is not much useful information. Qi Yun searched several people before, and it is difficult to get anything.
Bang!
He threw the man's body directly aside, and then raised his hand a little. Another man was untied from the stone pillar by him and said, ”just like him, elder martial sisters, elder martial brothers, elder martial brothers and uncles, all the people who have something to do with me.”
The man turned pale. When he saw the first person, he was soured. He knew it was impossible that he didn't want to write.
He gritted his teeth, grabbed the pen and ink and began to write.
Soon a piece of paper was written densely.