Chapter 490, dig out your heart!

pain.

Heart-shaking pain.

The pain of cutting flesh.

The pain of scraping the bone.

It was like a steel fork piercing the heart, and a crisp sound was heard.

It’s like a sharp blade cutting the flesh into thin slices and then serving it on a plate waiting for others to taste it.

It was like a rusty iron knife chuckling on the bone, like a hungry wolf chewing on the bones -

This pain is not only physical, but also mental.

If the soul is a villain, the dragon nail is a pair of scissors.

Crack--

With one knife, the villain was cut into pieces and blood flowed.

From the inside to the outside, or from the outside to the inside.

Because it is too painful, it is difficult for you to find where the pain comes from and where it goes. Anyway, every part and every corner you can feel is in pain and burning.

This is a pain that life cannot bear, and a pain that the body cannot bear.

Li Muyang's body was trembling.

Not only is the body trembling, but the soul is the same.

"Ah——" Li Muyang exclaimed in surprise.

This has nothing to do with cowardice or strength, it is just a normal reaction of the body.

Li Muyang never knew that there would be such pain in the world. The various hardships he had when he was a child, the dragon trapping formation encountered in the Futu City was simply not worth mentioning.

He wanted to faint and died immediately.

But, what's so bad is that he remains awake.

Better sober than ever.

He could clearly feel that a nail that seemed to have been frozen in an iceberg for thousands of years was taken out, and then he inserted it hard towards the sky cover above his head.

He doesn't insert it in one go, and then let you carefully digest the pain.

Instead, it slowly inserted it little by little.

Wherever the nail is inserted, your thoughts gather and your attention will follow.

It was like there was a pair of eyes in the sky, which were my own eyes, watching the bone-broken nail penetrated into my heavenly spirit cover, minute by minute, inch by inch.

It was obviously cold and harsh, but I felt a wildfire burning on my brain.

It wants to burn its head to coke and dust.

Snap-

The black Nether nail was inserted into the Tianling Cover, and the brain was filled with coldness.

Because the coldness is too cold, the brain feels like it is frost. The whole brain is blank, and only the cold pain is spreading downward.

Go all the way down and then drill into the gaps in the bones.

The bone suddenly became a thousand pounds, making people feel the urge to reach out to break the flesh and pull it out and throw it away.

A dark nail entered the body, and Li Muyang was almost exhausted.

If Song Gudu hadn't been pinching his neck, he would have collapsed on the ground like a dead body.

Ice and snow, cold winter.

Li Muyang's forehead was sweating profusely, and even his clothes were soaked with sweat.

His face was purple and red, which was an abnormal expression caused by the rapid flow of blood.

His eyelids were open and closed, and his eyes were bulging like a dead fish.

There was saliva overflowing at the corner of my mouth and blood flowing out of my teeth.

Song Gudu looked at Li Muyang's dying appearance and said, "What is the answer?"

"Let go of my sister——" Li Muyang's voice was extremely weak, and he whispered: "If you let go, my family——I will tell you——”

"It seems you don't understand what I mean yet." Song Gudu sighed softly.

Why did this kid suddenly become stupid?

"It seems that you think a nail is not enough." Song Gudu said.

He stretched out his right arm again, turned his palm down, and his palm was facing down.

A transparent light ball appeared in the palm of your hand, and then the light ball extended toward the ground and turned into a transparent light column.

Soon, the light column turned black, and then a cluster of gloomy and terrifying black matter was absorbed from the depths of the ground.

Those black elemental matter gathered and condensed in Song Gudu’s palm, turning into nails.

Then, Song Gudu held up the black spike and inserted it into the sky cover above Li Muyang's head again-

"ah--"

Li Muyang's exhausted body tensed again, and his mouth made a sad scream.

"What is the answer?"

"Let my sister go—"

"What is the answer?"

"Let me go—my sister—"—

Every time Song Gudu asked the answer, after being rejected by Li Muyang, he would punch a Netherworld nail into Li Muyang's head.

One by one, I asked the answer eight times in total, and a total of eight nails were cut.

Song Gudu's right hand was hanging in the air, and he was holding a sharp and thin spike as dark as ink in his palm.

He looked at Li Muyang and asked again: "What is the answer?"

“—”

Li Muyang did not answer.

He had no choice but to answer again.

Li Muyang's expression was ferocious and distorted, and he looked terrifying and ugly.

His pupils were congested and his eyes were bulging, as if they could explode at any time.

Li Muyang's head was drooping, his eyelids were closed, and his body was hanging there like mud.

A strong wind blew, and Li Muyang's body shaking in Song Gudu's palm, like a doll made of grass.

"I have already knocked down eight Nether nails. If I hit the ninth dragon nail into your body, then - you will lose your soul and even the gods of Daluo will not be able to save you." Song Gudu's eyes were so fierce, and his voice finally had a hint of anger. "Li Muyang, what is the answer? What is the secret to the longevity of the dragon clan?"

“—”

No one answered.

Li Muyang seemed to have died of pain.

Except for the body that is still twitching.

That is a natural reaction made by the body when the pain has not yet disappeared.

Song Gudu shook his head and sighed, "The morning light is cold. I happened to be looking for a dragon lantern in the dragon cave. The lamp uses dragon blood as oil and will not be extinguished for thousands of years, so I can warm it up. Unfortunately, the lights began to weaken some time ago, and it seemed that they would be extinguished at any time. If you can't learn from your mouth the method of longevity of the dragon clan, then I will take your blood to light the dragon lantern for my granddaughter--"

As he said that, his palm was raised to Li Muyang's head again, trying to hit the ninth Netherworld nail into the sky cover above Li Muyang's head.

"Go to die--"

Lu Qingming was seriously injured and could only watch his son being tortured by Song Gudu.

He tried his best to endure and gritted his teeth desperately.

He pinched his fist and clattered a few of his teeth.

He was silently reciting the "Heavenly King's Heart Method" passed down by the Lu family, and quickly recovering his body's strength by burning his dantian.

He wants to give Song Gudu a fatal blow.

However, the time Song Gudu could give him was too little.

It is too difficult to restore combat power in such a short time and be able to give a fatal blow to a master like Song Gudu.

When he heard Song Gudu say that he would punch the ninth Netherworld nail into Li Muyang's body, Song Gudu could no longer bear it.

His spear fell off to the ground. In order not to attract Song Gudu's attention and guard, he didn't even dare to summon it.

His palm reached into the ice and snow, and condensed it into a snow-white ice gun with the ice and snow.
To be continued...