"Torture and fear are the best ways to torture a person... Do you think that's right?"

The shadowy fire figure swept across the seven people of Wu Se, and asked Xie Yidi.

In his eyes, two evil flames danced, making it difficult for people to see his emotions clearly.

Xichen shouted angrily: "Ugly guy, what do you want? What grudge do we have against you?"

"Ugly? How dare you call me ugly?"

The figure of Youhuo glared at Xi Chen angrily, and a few sparks couldn't help but fly out of his eyes.

"Don't worry, you will definitely be uglier than me in the future. Now, let me torture you first. Especially this guy named Yan Lan."

The figure of Youhuo suddenly shouted, waved his hand, and the pillar behind Xichen flashed with a faint light, and a stream of dark red energy immediately rushed into Xichen's body.

"ah……"

Xichen couldn't help but scream, and immediately, he bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from making any sound. Big beads of sweat rolled down his face, his eyes widened, and he looked in pain. It was obvious that he was in severe pain inside his body.

The ghostly fire figure smiled evilly and said: "How about it, the feeling of the ghostly fire burning your soul will make you want to live but not die, hahaha..."

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you, you beast. If you dare to touch a hair on his head, I will turn into a fierce ghost and pester you for eternity!"

He opened his lips and said with difficulty: "Mo Li...junior sister, don't...don't talk nonsense to him, I'm fine, don't worry about me! Stop talking, stop...talk!"

Mo Li looked at Xi Chen who was in extreme pain, with tears pouring out of his eyes. He struggled a few times, but was unable to free himself from the chains.

Xichen shook his head and smiled. He stared at Mo Li and said, "Silly girl, cry...why are you crying? Am I not...dead yet? Even if...die, we will die together...if you cry too much,

It just... wouldn't be beautiful! Look, I won't... cry, otherwise I wouldn't... be handsome!"

Mo Li held back her tears, shook her head and said, "Shut up. None of us will die. I haven't bullied you enough, how can I let you die so easily..."

"Hahaha... What a loving little couple, let's talk, let's talk as much as you like, otherwise soon, you will have to go to the underworld to fall in love. After I finish torturing Yan Lan, I will take my time to clean up.

you!"

The faint red figure smiled coldly, his eyes were inside the broad gray cloak. They dimly lit up, and it was extremely evil.

At this moment, Shi Xu's pupils suddenly lit up, and two rays of silver light shot directly into the pupils of the Youhong figure. The Youhong figure covered his eyes and screamed miserably. Immediately, the flames on his body flashed, and then gathered in his eyes.

After a moment, the dark red figure put down his hands covering his eyes and glared at Shi Xu.

"You brat, you're actually born with bright pupils. Tsk, tsk, your eyes, I'm going to fixate on you, hahaha!"

The faint red figure laughed loudly. After a moment, he put away his smile and sighed: "Those who are born with dazzling eyes can absorb souls and take lives. They can absorb the light of the sun and the moon, and can be as bright as the rising sun. Unexpectedly. The rumored

I actually encountered this natural-born pupil, tsk tsk tsk, I really gained a lot from this attack, hahaha!"

Shi Xu was slightly startled. He only knew that he was born with eyes as bright as the sun, but he didn't expect that these were the natural pupils. He immediately hummed: "Dream, even if I destroy my eyes, I won't let you succeed."

The Youhong figure's eyes turned cold and he said: "Haha, when you reach my Youhuo Space, you can't destroy it even if you want to. It's a pity that you don't know how to use the Innate Eyes, otherwise I would be really jealous of you now.

point."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

At this moment, several sounds of piercing the sky sounded in the Nether Fire Space.

"Boom boom boom..."

Suddenly, flames flew around the figure of Nether Fire, and his figure couldn't help but retreat a few minutes.

The figure of Youhuo turned cold and said sternly: "Such a powerful sword intention, tsk tsk, it seems that Yan Lan's accomplices are all capable people. At such a young age, they have actually cultivated to the point where they can condense their will into a sword.

Young man, how about becoming my disciple?"

The figure of Youhuo knows that there are countless swordsmen in the world, and there is only one among hundreds of millions of people who can practice at the Nascent Soul Stage to the point of condensing one's mind into a sword. Beifeng can be called a rare swordsman wizard. He

He couldn't help but feel pity for his talent, because the person he had placed his hope in had died and now there was no successor.

Bei Feng's expression remained calm and he said: "Okay, leave me here alone and let the others go."

"snort!"

The figure of Youhuo snorted angrily and said: "Boy, I appreciate your swordsmanship talent, but I am not an idiot. Just put away your little thoughts. Let me tell you, in this space of Youhuo

, any attack is ineffective against me, I advise you not to waste your energy, and just enjoy how I tortured Yan Lan, hahaha..."

The Youhuo figure moved, and the sword wounds on his body disappeared. He immediately raised his head. At this moment, Yan Lan was in the Mingquan tribe, desperate, helpless, and violently angry.

"Haha, you see, Yan Lan is angry. He doesn't know who is torturing him. He feels scared. Even with all his strength, he can't find the mastermind behind the scenes, nor can he find any trace of you. Tsk, tsk, wait until he goes completely crazy.

, I am willing to kill him completely."

The figure of Youhuo smiled with satisfaction. At this moment, the picture above him was showing the scene of Yan Lan destroying a hill with one punch.

"Junior Brother Yan!"

Tongli groaned softly, unable to bear witnessing.

Qing Jian Wuchang slowly raised his head and said: "If I guessed correctly, your Nether Fire Space is transformed by the Underworld Lantern."

The figure of Youhuo was startled when he heard the words, his eyes suddenly turned cold, he stared at Qingjian Wuchang, and shouted coldly: "Who are you, how can you know the underworld lamp?"

Qingjian Wuchang smiled softly and said: "As expected, this is the long-lost Netherworld Lamp. I didn't expect that such a rare magic weapon as the Netherworld Lamp would actually fall into your hands."

The shadowy fire figure roared angrily and said: "Stop talking nonsense, who are you? Very few people know about this lamp, how did you know about it?"

Qing Jian Wuchang smiled lowly and said: "My name, do you really want to know? I can only tell you that the me here is my clone. With my true cultivation level, even a thousand of you can't.

Anyone who resists and understands the truth will let us all out."

The figure of Youhuo glared and said: "Clone? Your original body has reached the distraction stage? In the Thunder Lion Empire, there are only a handful of people who have reached the distraction stage. Who are you?"

"Qing Jian Wu Chang!" Qing Jian Wu Chang said in a solemn voice.

"ah!"

The figure of Youhuo was shocked and said: "You are Sword Master Qing Jian Wuchang."

Immediately, the figure of Youhuo condensed his eyes and became silent.

Qing Jian Wuchang said: "Does my name qualify you to let us go?"

The figure of Youhuo hesitated for a long time, then smiled evilly and hummed: "You are qualified, but I won't let you go. If I had worries before, I might let you go. But today, I have no worries at all. I am alone, and there are others."

This precious lantern is hidden inside. No matter how much you cultivate at the divine level, what can you do to me? If you can't find me, why should I be afraid of you, hahaha..."

The figure of Youhuo laughed loudly. Immediately, his laughter stopped and he stared at the picture above in shock. At that moment, Yan Lan suddenly disappeared without leaving a trace.

"What's going on? Where did that little bastard... go?")
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