Chapter 4169

He left, full of ridicule and disdain.

Han Sanqian looked at him, gritted his teeth, and responded coldly: "However you want to play, you can do whatever you want. If you want me to beg for mercy, you want to die as soon as possible."

When the words fell, Han Sanqian lay directly on the ground and waited.

Ten minutes later, the old man appeared as scheduled.

Seeing that Han Sanqian still turned his face away, the old man knew that Han Sanqian had already given him a definite answer.

He was not angry either, just smiled lightly: "Okay, since you have made a choice, then I will do as you wish."

The words fell, and the sea of ​​fire rose around Han Sanqian, and the devil's training from Fangcai began again.

Han Sanqian was not afraid, but he also refused to lie down. Just like the first time, he rose up to fight.

First fire, then ice, then earth, and then the double pressure of wood and gold.

Although the first three levels were difficult, it was not particularly difficult for Han Sanqian.

But the Mujin alliance at the back was too strong. Han Sanqian was almost the same as the last time, and he was completely defeated after not holding on for long.

The ending never changed.

The old man didn't seem to plan to stop either.

When Han Sanqian was rescued again, when all the nightmares started again.

Such reincarnation, I do not know how many hours, or a few days have passed, the reincarnation has gone through countless circles.

Han Sanqian was continuously tortured by the wounds of the Five Elements, then killed, and kept alive by the old man.

Everything, like repeating, like reincarnation.

"It's been six times, how about you, don't you plan to change your mind?" The old man looked at Han Sanqian with a chuckle.

Han Sanqian turned his head to one side and paid no attention at all.

The old man smiled: "Why don't you talk? Are you angry?"

Han Sanqian still ignored him. For him, he didn't need to say anything to this pervert.

No wonder when I first saw him, I felt that this old man was much more sinister and mysterious compared to the old man outside. Now it seems that others have never deceived him, and it is from his heart.

This old man was perverted, so there was a wicked look on his face.

"It doesn't matter, there are so many people who hate me, how old are you? Besides, I don't know how long I have lived for so many years, and if I am hated by others, what would I do, wouldn't I have given it to me long ago in my life? Are you pissed off?"

"Well, since you don't speak, it's pointless to communicate, you can continue."

After the words fell, another round of torture began again.

Han Sanqian almost stopped talking. Anyway, he had already experienced these pains many times. Although it was unbearable, he had gotten used to it after eating a lot.

The most important thing is that Han Sanqian has gotten better with the old man. He would save his strength until the end to resist the combined pressure of the golden wood.

Han Sanqian believed that as long as he broke the final level, the old man would be furious.

Regardless of whether he kills himself, or whatever, Han Sanqian can take advantage of this to let out a sigh of relief.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian started his own operation.

Sure enough, when Jinmu attacked again, Han Sanqian, who was fully prepared, was obviously much easier to deal with this time. Although he only persisted for about half an hour, he still failed. The time that 3000 insisted on has at least doubled.

However, Han Sanqian was neither proud nor ambitious. When it comes to the next time, he is not in a hurry to extend the time or directly wants to break through their heavy pressure.

Instead, I used myself to persist for a longer time, and I began to slowly ponder the metamorphosis and horror of this combination of gold and wood, and make corresponding plans in advance according to these. way to adapt.

After repeating this several times, Han Sanqian began to master some of the tricks, and continued to support himself for longer and longer.

Seeing this, Han Sanqian didn't even have the slightest doubt that if he made himself a dozen or 20 more rounds, he would definitely be able to directly break through the combined pressure of the golden wood.

And ten or twenty times, it's fast and fast, and in a blink of an eye, these times have arrived.

And Han Sanqian also thought that it was time for him to break the last level...

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