Chapter 3049： Lone Star Taoist

I don't know why. After discovering Tang Zhen, the demon finally chose to let him go.

A fierce battle that might have broken out was resolved in silence.

Looking at the demon who turned around and left, Tang Zhen found something wrong. This approach of the other party gave him a feeling of performance.

The question is who is the show for and what are you trying to cover up?

There was some speculation in his heart, prompting Tang Zhen to stay still and continue to observe in secret.

After completing the punishment of the audience and the duel, the demon looked at the monk who was caught in the tentacles and could not get rid of it.

"The most abominable thing is you, those **** running dogs, together to bully Lao Tzu!

There is no good thing for monks in the spirit world.

Don't think that the outside monks are bullying, if you really launch the power, you will be able to turn the spirit world upside down! "

The devil's remarks revealed a message that he was not actually an indigenous monk in the spirit world.

For some reason, he was suppressed by the local monks of the Spirit World, so his heart was filled with anger.

After breaking through the seal, the devil most wanted to do is to retaliate against the enemy.

Facing the scolding of the Devil God, a group of monks trembling with fear, they did not know how to refute.

In fact, they are confused, and they simply don't understand. What did they do wrong?

I want to refute the excuse, but in the face of the devil's coercion, I can't even speak.

Can only stare at the eyes, listening to the demon's sentence.

"Let me think about it, how should I punish you?"

Speaking of this, the devil showed a thoughtful expression, but it made the monks more uneasy.

"By the way, don't you like to cut off the hands and feet of the disobedient guy and then imprisoned in the iron pot?

I decided, let you experience what it feels like! "

Speaking of the demon god, he waved at the sea of ​​magma and saw big pots carved out of black stone, one after another floating up.

The tentacles that entangled the monk moved to the jar and wriggled quickly.

It seems to be a rotary cutting machine, cutting off the hands and feet of these monks, and then stuffing them into the jar.

In the black jar, there was a red solution. After the monks were stuffed in, the liquid surface quickly solidified.

Like a shell, the monk's body is sealed in a jar, there is no possibility of getting rid of it.

Then I saw these jars, floating up and down in the sea of ​​lava and burning the monks in the jars.

No matter how they wailed, they couldn't put off the [txt novel www.txtyuan.com] to take off the stone jar and could only sustain the pain of cooking.

This is the most vicious place, let the fire sea magma grill the pot, and then use boiling solution to cook the body of the monk.

Every moment is better than death, but can not get rid of death, it is simply miserable.

The monk suffered more severe punishment than the spectator who was turned into a meatball and the duel who was beheaded continuously.

Because under the control of the demon god, the painful feelings of these monks have been amplified to the real limit.

The head exposed outside the jar has a distorted expression like a grim evil spirit, and the howling sound makes people feel terrified.

The death arena at this moment has completely transformed into a human purgatory.

"Hahaha ..."

Looking at the scene in the arena, the devil laughed, and his anger was finally vented.

At the same time, a large group of monks gathered over the smoke-filled city.

They were surrounded by the death arena, looking at the scene like purgatory, their expressions looked very dignified.

Simultaneously with the disaster, the monks in the city acted quickly to find the cause of the accident.

It didn't take long for the death arena to be locked.

It's just that the huge demon **** made the monk who was approached discouraged, fearing that he would be the target of being attacked.

The power of the devil does not need to be questioned at all.

Once beheaded by the demon god, years of hard work will be lost, and it is really not worth it.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the monks of the Spirit World lacked a trace of blood in their bones.

Even in the face of a large number of deaths of urban residents, they will not rush to rescue, after all, they can be reborn after death.

But in any case, the devil must solve and eliminate, otherwise the entire city will be completely ruined.

They have been operating here for many years. The rise and fall of the city is related to their own interests, and they will never sit idly by.

But how to solve the crisis requires long-term consideration.

The Demon God who has just broken through the seal is definitely in a weak state, but it is definitely not the existence they can challenge.

As if it were a sick elephant, faced with a group of ants who wanted to devour it, as long as the elephant was willing to fight back, all the ants would be crushed to death with just one foot.

The only thing the monks can do is to stay around the death arena and wait for the senior monks to come to the rescue.

Senior monks may also be useless. Only the gods can solve this crisis.

This kind of high-level spiritual warfare is by no means what they can participate in, and even the qualification to watch the war may not necessarily be there.

Seeing the demon god's posture, I was really too lazy to take care of the monks, but regarded them as flying insects and mosquitoes.

If you don't provoke yourself, you don't need to shoot it to death, so as not to waste time.

Demon God also seems to be waiting, and his opponent of the same level is coming.

Without waiting for too long, dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky, covering the whole city.

The appearance of the dark clouds seems to cover some secret and great existence, so that mortals will not see them.

But it can still be seen that there is a pair of indifferent and ruthless eyes in the rolling clouds.

The place to look at is the center of the death arena.

The demon god's head made of smoke showed a fierce expression, staring fiercely at the dark clouds in the sky.

"Shameless bastard, even with a face, I really thought I couldn't kill you!"

In the tone of the Devil God, with seven points of anger, two points of grievances, there is also a thick unwillingness.

"Lone Star Daoist, I warned you from the beginning, this is not the outside world, definitely not your wilderness.

Since you did not listen to the advice, it was a matter of course to be suppressed.

Now that I have broken through the seal, I should learn to be smarter and immediately get out of my spirit world.

Otherwise, you will be suppressed again, and you do n’t want to break through the seal anymore, fearing that even your personality will be deprived and destroyed! "

The presence in the dark clouds warned the devil.

"Fuck your mother's shit, what's wrong with Lao Tzu getting his things back?

You **** bastards, hide each other shamelessly and shamelessly together to bully an outsider.

Today, I will put my words here. If I do n’t return Lao Tzu ’s things, then even if I struggle with my personality collapse, Lao Tzu will never give up! "

The devil's words involved a lot of secrets.

It seems that many years ago, the treasure of the Devil God was deceived, and he entered the spirit world in order to ask for it.

As a result, something went wrong. Instead of finding his own things, he was bullied by the spiritual monks.

Eventually outnumbered, they were suppressed under the death arena.

What can make Devil God care so much, and he will regain it at all costs, will certainly not be an ordinary item.

The monk of the spirit world is indeed shameless, not only relying on not to return, but also the demon **** joined forces to suppress the seal.

Why not directly kill the demon god, obviously the other party can not do it, or have some concerns.

However, it is enough to prove the shamelessness of the monks of the spirit world to be able to work together to shield each other and join hands to suppress the debts of the debt collector.