Chapter 107 Tang San collapsed! Zhao Wuji’s 100,000-year-old soul ring!
"First Hong, what does this mean?" Tang San asked doubtfully: "What was that dripping on my forehead just now?"
"Hey, aren't you very knowledgeable?" First Hong teased, "Have you never heard of the punishment of dripping water?"
Tang San's expression was visibly frightened!
His facial muscles twisted, trying to struggle.
But the magic circle on the surface of the metal torture instrument shone brightly, locking him firmly.
He couldn't even move his head.
"Crack!"
Another drop of water fell.
Tang San's face twitched again.
He tried to summon his martial soul, but under the shining magic circle, he couldn't even mobilize a trace of soul power.
Can't get away!
"First Hong!" Tang San said angrily: "I just lost the bet! I'm not your prisoner! You actually tortured me like this?"
First Hong ignored him.
Scream, scream.
The louder you are, the happier the audience will be.
This made Tang San even more afraid!
"First? Are you leaving?"
"We have something to talk about!"
"This water drop torture is no joke. It can easily last for several months. You can't just waste it here with me, can you?"
"First?"
"First Hong!!!"
Tang San, who was blindfolded and whose soul power was imprisoned, couldn't even detect whether the first hero was leaving.
The whole person is shattered.
The punishment of water droplets! ! !
Drops of water can penetrate stone, but it takes a long time.
When the prisoner was tied to the rack, he was sentenced to death.
But that was relief.
It will take half a year, a year, or even several years before life is wiped out bit by bit!
What kind of torture?
Even if it's a death by a thousand cuts, it's all simple compared to this!
but.
Is this the end?
"Zizzizi——"
Many metal parts such as the legs were opened, and several metal arms stretched out from the bottom, holding a white feather and swiping past.
Extremely itchy.
"ha!"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahahaha——"
"No hahahaha——"
Tang San couldn't even finish the whole sentence, he kept laughing uncontrollably and couldn't stop at all.
["God of Emotions": I have solidified the aphrodisiac effect, making Tang San itchy and his heart will throb at the same time, ensuring that he will feel uncomfortable! 】
Tang San was tortured by the dripping water torture and the laughter torture, but he still managed to concentrate extremely hard, savoring the pain carefully.
The gods in the live broadcast room were all delighted!
["Angel God": Tang San! You have today too! You deserve today! 】
["The God of Emotions": That's right! Such torture! This is literally my dream situation! 】
["Phoenix God": It looks quite drinkable, tons, tons, tons! 】
["Nine-Colored Goddess": With that said, I'm going to get some grass jelly to make a salad. 】
["God of Speed": I'll also get some snacks. 】
["Rakshasa God": What a wonderful resentment, but it's a pity that it cannot be collected. 】
First Hong yawned, a little bored.
He tried to keep the perspective of the live broadcast room in this fragment of the God Realm.
He left.
Open the live broadcast room again.
The barrage inside was refreshing like a waterfall. With his current eyesight, he could not see the specific words clearly.
‘The test is successful, give those gods individual acceleration. ’
‘This way I don’t have to go to jail. ’
‘I’m so smart! ’
First Hong hummed a tune, feeling happy.
From Zao Wuji's perspective, he was immediately followed by others.
In his excitement, he didn't care about Tang San and hooked his hand towards Li Yusong.
"Old Li, let's fight again!"
One look at it reveals a lot.
Ning Fengzhi clapped her hands again, and the singers and dancers who had not yet warmed up left the stage again. Flanders and others are helpless.
I finally enjoyed it, why do you keep interrupting me?
but follow
The soul ring at Zhao Wuji's feet blocked everyone's mouths.
Yellow, red, purple, black and black!
The red second soul ring!
A 100,000-year soul ring? ? ! !
Damn it!
How many 100,000-year-old soul beasts does this First Hong have in his storage ring?
Li Yusong also became interested and walked out with a dragon-patterned stick and martial spirit.
"Buzz——"
Black black black black black red red!
The more luxurious soul ring froze Zhao Wuji's excitement!
Not to mention the first five soul rings that are all black.
Even two 100,000-year-old soul rings can suppress him.
Done!
I was too excited just now, how could I pick Lao Li?
You should be looking for trouble with Flanders!
"Bang!"
Li Yusong punched the dragon pattern stick Wuhun on the ground and also hooked his hand at Zhao Wuji.
"Let you take action first, otherwise you will have no chance."
Zhao Wuji lost his arrogance and silently activated his second soul ring. The bloody light shone and turned into golden light, clinging to his palms.
And the golden light became more and more dazzling as time passed.
——This is a charged 100,000-year soul skill.
Li Yusong didn't dare to be too confident. The sixth soul ring flashed with blood and transformed into seven clones.
In addition to the main body, eight Li Yusong stood scattered.
It's not like he broke his promise, and he didn't take action, right?
but.
Zhao Wuji curled his lips, how useless is the clone?
This 100,000-year-old soul skill of mine is a group attack! ! !
"The second soul skill: Powerful Vajra Palm!"
The name is still the same.
But the effect is completely different.
As Zhao Wuji waved his palm, the golden light spread and turned into a shadow of a bear's paw that was more than ten meters high, flattening everything in front of him, including all eight Li Yusong.
The first soul skill·Whispering stick!
Eight Li Yusong turned out stick flowers and tried to resist the attack together.
But how can a 28,000-year-old soul skill stop a 100,000-year-old soul skill?
The first seven, Li Yusong, were beaten into pieces without any resistance.
Only Li Yusong's real body activated the martial soul's true form in time, holding the dragon pattern stick's true form high to resist the bear's paw shadow.
It was about to stabilize his figure.
Zhao Wuji's other palm was shot out brazenly!
Now Li Yusong couldn't hold it anymore and was pushed back hundreds of meters before he hit the first raised stone wall and stopped.
Don't wait to catch your breath.
Zhao Wuji was already approaching again, his second soul ring was shining with blood, and he transformed into a powerful diamond bear, using his shoulders as a shield to slam into him.
The second soul skill: Iron Mountain Reliance!
"boom!!!"
Li Yusong smashed into the stone wall and flew away with his dragon-patterned stick in his true form.
"Haha!" Zhao Wuji said with a smile: "You old boy underestimated the enemy, are you dumbfounded?"
Take a look around.
Flanders and other old friends were all so surprised that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
Just now Li Yusong showed his prowess, now it's Zhao Wuji's turn?
Can a 100,000-year-old soul ring have such a terrifying growth rate?
He deserves to be number one on the list of soul masters’ dreams, awesome!
Then he stared at the first hero with eager eyes.
"First of all, I don't ask for a 100,000-year-old soul ring. You see, I'm about to reach a bottleneck. Find me a suitable one?" Oscar asked expectantly.
"First of all, do you still have any soul beasts to raise? Can you leave one for me, the dean?" Flanders said shamelessly.
Both father and son specialize in free prostitution.
"Well, the agreed time can be doubled. If the old man breaks through level 90, can I choose a suitable one?" Meng Shu spent a lot of money.
This is the allegiance of a titled Douluo. Isn't it more attractive than Flanders' free prostitution?
Fairly sincere.
Ning Fengzhi was also quite moved.
He just absorbed the fairy grass Qiluo Tulip, and his martial soul transformed into the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda. Now he is stuck at level 80.
Coupled with his own soul bone configuration, absorbing a 100,000-year-old soul ring is no problem.
But think about it and forget it.
Still the same sentence.
Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Soul, the life of the soul ring is not too high
"Fengzhi." Chen Xin said sharply: "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has the eighth soul ring for the first time. It is most likely not a fixed soul skill. It should also be a powerful soul ring, right?"
Ning Fengzhi's heart moved.
He glanced at Ning Rongrong, but still didn't move.
but.
(End of chapter)