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Although the Archangel was beaten so badly that his bones were not as good as that of the bones on his body, he gritted his teeth and forced himself. In fact, he didn't want to. Who told Ye Qinghan to give such ruthless conditions as soon as he spoke?

If you kill him, you have to find a way for him to prevent the God of Light from discovering it? This shameless pagan, his soul should fall into the Shura Sea forever!

"Young Master, don't need violence! Since you are so stubborn, I can only be afraid of myself and let you enjoy it!"

Ye Qinghan smiled gloomyly and looked at the archangel's cold all over. When he saw Ye Qinghan take out a fully enclosed helmet, he felt an ominous premonition. Ye Qinghan put the helmet on him, blocked his mouth with something, and forcibly closed his spiritual sense. He could not see, speak, or investigate, and could only listen, and felt a chill all over his body.

Then, he felt his body tied up, his body suddenly became cold, and his robe was suddenly torn apart. He began to become extremely frightened. Could this evil pagan... want to burst his anus?

Fortunately, Ye Qinghan did not continue to tear his lower robe, which made him feel a little relieved, but he became even more frightened. When a person could not see or detect and did not know what inexplicable situation would happen, he was the most fearful!

Finally, he knew what Ye Qinghan was going to do. His limbs were tied up, and then all ten fingers were cut by sharp blades, and they began to slowly drip blood on his stripped body, making a ticking sound! He felt the raindrops on the eaves slowly drip!

Humph, this pagan actually used such a low-level method?

bloodletting?

Didn’t he know that the believers of the God of Light are the least afraid of death?

Tick! Tick!

The War Emperor Palace was extremely quiet. Ten fingers showed bright red blood, slowly dripping, dripping on the belly of the archangel, dyeing a piece of skin red. When it drips on the skin, it started to feel a little hot, then it was a little chill, and finally became sticky...

Death is not scary, the most terrible thing is slow death, and "enjoy" the taste of death! Bleeding is not scary, what is scary is whether it is your own blood or slow flowing...

Ye Qinghan sat leisurely next to him, holding a pot of tea and drinking slowly. He has been a human being for two lifetimes and knows the most powerful torture, not the torture of the **, but the torture of the soul.

Sure enough, in just half an hour, the face of the archangel began to change. Not only was his body trembling slightly because of excessive blood loss. However, his divine crystal was destroyed and was tied tightly by Ye Qinghan with special materials. He couldn't move even if he wanted to.

Half an hour later, his body trembled even harder. Logically speaking, the blood on his body was enough to flow for two hours, and even if it flowed, it would not die immediately. I want the fastest update of Chinese. Instead, the muscles of his body began to slowly necrotize. Of course, if his divine crystal was not broken, even if the cells in the whole body were necrotic, it could be slowly repaired unless the life energy completely disappeared.

One hour is just one hour!

The archangel began to twist his body wildly, exerting all his strength, and began to twist. Ye Qinghan smiled faintly, knowing that the archangel was about to collapse! But he did not set off, but asked him to continue to twist for a short moment. Then he unbuttoned the archangel's helmet, took out the iron rod that blocked his mouth, and smiled faintly: "How about it? Why are you here for an hour?"

"Hu, huh! Devil, you must be the devil king of Avici Hell Shura, you will not die well..."

The Angel's eyes were covered with blood. He looked at Ye Qinghan's smile that was even more terrifying than the devil in fear, and roared hysterically.

Ye Qinghan smiled coldly, then picked up his helmet and hugged it on the Archangel's head. Before he could completely cover it, the Archangel shook his head and shouted: "No, don't, I'll find a way for you, don't do it, I'll go crazy, please!"

Ye Qinghan smiled, and the light of the soul ring in his hand flashed, and the Archangel's body instantly began to recover. After a moment, the Archangel's face returned to rosy again. He then smiled faintly and said, "Say it, say everything you know!"

"You can't kill me, your soul has a mark in the Temple of Light. If I die, the God of Light will discover it immediately!"

The archangel took a deep breath and was silent for a long time before saying, seeing Ye Qinghan's eyes cold, he hurriedly said: "I'm not trying to save my life, this is true. You can lock me here. As long as I don't die, the upper world will not know. Of course, I can also become your slave. I promise to be loyal to you. I swear in the name of the God of Light!"

"Bang!"

Ye Qinghan picked up the iron helmet and smashed it directly, cursing angrily: "Your uncle's oath, and you must become a slave, and you must also be the name of the God of Light? Well? By the way... If you become my soul slave, you will dedicate your soul fire to me. Will the God of Light notice it? Don't play with me, I can detect your soul. If you dare to tell a lie, your soul will have special fluctuations. At that time, I will let you continue to enjoy it!"

The Archangel shook his head desperately and said with a sad face: "No, sir! The God of Light cares the most about this. As long as our souls move, the soul mark will change. You will know at that time! The God of Light is very strict in managing heaven. They care especially whether their believers and people around them are pious!"

It's true!

Ye Qinghan said intimately that it was so dangerous. If he came in, he directly asked the archangel to dedicate the soul fire and become a soul slave, the God of Light would know immediately, and it would be troublesome to send someone to investigate!

In another world, there are twelve nine-grade strong men on it, and I don’t know if they are nine-grade or nine-grade supreme strong men. Ye Qinghan has to be careful and take every step forward, otherwise he will be doomed!

"Give me a solution to make me hang out to heaven, and I can't be discovered by the God of Light. If I can't think of a solution, I will come in half a month to bleed you, and I will know that you are completely crazy! I can't kill you, can't touch your soul, it's okay to play you crazy!"

Ye Qinghan took the back of his hand and gently patted the archangel's pale face, then smiled gently, saying, "If you can come up with a good idea, I will sneak into heaven and finally have the chance to destroy the twelve gods of light and unify heaven, maybe you will be the throne of the gods of light!"

Seeing Ye Qinghan's figure disappearing into the War Emperor Hall, the archangel's entire body and soul trembled, lying weakly in the corner, and murmured: "He wants to sneak into heaven? He wants to unify heaven. He must be the devil of Hell Shura Sea, he must be the king of the devil..."

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Chapter completed!