As the ancestor's words fell, the demon began to call in Hidler's mind again, surrender, release him, surrender, release him, release him.
"Don't even think about it." Hidler held his head and screamed, but he resolutely resisted the demon's attack. I, Hidler, have had enough of being a lackey in this life, and no one can let me do it again.
Surrender, no one can serve me anymore.
"The will is quite strong, Hidler. The demon seed will become stronger as your cultivation becomes stronger. How long can you hold on? When the demon seed matures, it will devour your soul and become
My ****, if you let me out now, I can spare your life."
"Stop pretending to me." Hidler endured the pain and shouted into the cell: "Ancestor, don't try to lie to me again. Release you. I will not do such a stupid thing. I
I’m done with it, you devil, what can he do to me?”
Bang, bang footsteps echoed on the third floor of the Divine Prison. I felt Shidler leaving in embarrassment. An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of the ancestor's mouth. Shidler, you can't escape. Gods, wait for me.
I will go back to you soon, and then it will be time to settle the score between us.
The eyes returned to Flying Eagle City. With the help of the Fearless Army, Flying Eagle City incorporated the army of the Resa family. However, for foreigners like the Fearless Army, the soldiers not only showed no gratitude, but also had deep disgust in their eyes.
With fear, in order not to affect Xueye's prestige, Zhang Ze left with the captured saint-level masters.
It was almost dusk, and the mountains, under the illumination of the setting sun, showed a particularly special sense of beauty. However, the wails on the mountains were completely different from this scene. This was Zhang Ze's torture of Resa
Family information.
It's a pity that Mandong is extremely loyal to the Resa family and knows that he has no way to survive, so he simply keeps silent. Although the masters of the saint level cultivation are good, they don't know much about the power of the Resa family.
few.
"It seems that you won't shed tears until you enter the coffin." Zhang Ze flipped over the magical beasts that were roasted on the fire, but his eyes looked at Mandong with a smile. Seeing that Mandong remained silent, Zhang Ze said: "As a member of the Holy See,
Man, you should have heard of the black and white methods."
The black and white demons, Mandong had often heard Chief Orr talk about what happened to him in the divine prison. Now, when he heard Zhang Ze talking about the black and white demons, Mandong could not help but tremble all over.
There was a slight tremor, but Zhang Ze could see it all.
After flipping the barbecue again, Zhang Ze took out a burning stick and threw it directly on Mandong. At this moment, the flames on the stick ignited Mandong's clothes, and fire suddenly appeared.
, so frightened that Mandong rolled over quickly.
"The lazy donkey rolling trick is a good one." Zhang Ze didn't mind that Mandong used his body to put out the fire. He stood up slowly, but looked in the direction of Feiying City and said: "That day in the Divine Prison
, the black and white demons used all their methods on me, but my memory is fresh, Mandong, I respect you as a man, and I hope you can withstand all punishments like me."
"Devil, you devil." The punishment of the Black and White Demons was already terrifying just by hearing what Chief Orr described. Unexpectedly, the man in front of him actually wanted to repeat the punishment he received in the divine prison on himself. Man Man
Dong was so shocked that he cursed.
"A devil?" Zhang Ze chuckled. If being a devil can protect everyone around me, I don't mind becoming a devil in the eyes of my enemies.
"**The Supreme Art of Dead Souls feels good, right?"
Zhang Ze's whispering and questioning tone surprised Man Dong again. How does this guy know about the Supreme Soul of the Dead Art? Could it be that he also mastered the simplified version of the Supreme Soul of the Dead Art passed down from his family? Thinking of this, Mandong's eyes lit up.
, if he mastered this kind of thing, then he could completely control Zhang Ze, endure the injuries on his body, and Man Dong used the Soul Devouring Technique.
It's a pity that as Mandong's Devouring Technique came into play, Zhang Ze didn't react at all to being restrained. In fact, Zhang Ze bent over and walked to him with a smile and said: "If I'm not wrong, your*
*Should be incomplete."
Incomplete, incomplete, these words kept echoing in Mandong's mind, no, no, the one you fucked is incomplete, but why can't I control him with the Soul Devouring Art?
With a puzzled look on his face, Zhang Ze showed a cruel smile on his face, pressed his hand on Man Dong's head, and his soul was instantly transferred to Man Dong's sea of consciousness.
Time seemed to be stopped at this moment. Man Dong felt his soul palpitate, and suddenly his eyes blurred, and he saw Zhang Ze in his sea of consciousness.
"Are you confused as to why I appear in your sea of consciousness?" Zhang Ze chuckled and pulled Mandong's soul into the sea of consciousness.
According to common sense, it is very dangerous to enter the sea of consciousness of others. Even if the soul power is strong, one should avoid entering the sea of consciousness of others. However, what Mandong uses is a simplified version of the Soul Supreme Art, which is even better than Zhang Ze's.
The incomplete version is countless times weaker.
Although Mandong already has a saint-level cultivation, his soul is considered to be formed. It is strong but not solid. It was precisely because he sensed the weakness of Mandong's soul that Zhang Zecai swaggered into Mandong's sea of consciousness. Sure enough, Mandong's soul was
I don't understand the operation of power at all.
"Tell me the strength of the Reza family, and I might be able to make your death a quick one."
Faced with Zhang Ze's threat, Mandong said with disdain: "Go ahead, I, Mandong, are not a man if I am afraid of death."
Seeing Man Dong pretending to be calm, Zhang Ze shook his head disdainfully. The punishment of the black and white evil spirits is nothing. Today I will let you experience the real pain in the world. The Soul Devouring Technique started to work. Zhang Ze stretched out his hand, and when Man Dong was horrified,
With one glance, a piece of Mandong's soul was torn off.
"Ahhhhh."
The pain in his soul was beyond Mandong's imagination. What kind of pain was this? Mandong felt that he was about to stop breathing. Wave after wave of pain came to his soul. Mandong wanted to die immediately, but
, those bursts of pain made Mandong’s thoughts extremely clear.
"To say it or not to say it." After Mandong gradually calmed down, Zhang Ze pretended to tear Mandong's soul apart again.
Looking at the stretched-out giant hand, the weak Mandong kept retreating in fear and couldn't help but said: "I say, I say, I say anything."
"It's okay to say no earlier." Zhang Ze transformed into a seat in Mandong's sea of consciousness and said, "Hurry up and say it."
Mandong knew that he had really fallen into trouble this time. It seemed that the family's supreme art of dead souls was really incomplete. Otherwise, how could it have fallen into the hands of the young man in front of him? Looking at Zhang Ze with a complicated expression, Mandong slowly
Said: "Our Resa family is the first family in the Central Divine Kingdom. The current patriarch Orr is already at the peak of the Saint level. There are hundreds of family members, and the weakest are all at the beginning of the Saint level."
"Hundreds of saint-level masters? Your Lesa family has developed very fast. In a few months, you have produced so many saint-level masters by relying on the Supreme Soul Art. However, your soul power is really cheap, and its strength is not as good as mine."
Because I am a senior magician."
Zhang Ze was somewhat dissatisfied with the fact that the Resa family had reached the holy level in just a few months, while it took him so long to reach the level of a great magician. However, dissatisfaction was dissatisfaction, and Zhang Ze also knew the reasons. First, Resa
The family's supreme art of dead souls emphasizes quick results and strong gathering of souls, but their understanding of the power of souls and their operation are practical.
The second reason is that people in this world have been practicing martial arts and magic for a long time, and they already have an innate foundation. With the assistance of the Supreme Soul Art, their cultivation level has undoubtedly increased greatly, and Zhang Ze has never had martial arts before.
The basis of magic, although the soul power is very powerful, the magic power takes time to accumulate.
Looking at Mandong who looked resigned, Zhang Ze coldly snorted: "Keep talking."
"I've told you everything I know. If you don't believe me, you can go to the Holy City to find out."
If Zhang Ze didn't know about it, he might have been deceived by Mandong's words, but Zhang Ze had dealt with the Resa family. This time, Mandong didn't even introduce the old man Hidler. He went to the Holy City to find out who he was deceiving.
Well, when I go, Roubao is beating the dog, and I never come back.
Looking at Mandong with an unkind expression, Zhang Ze showed a trace of sneer on his lips and said, "Are you still covering for the Resa family at this time? I think you will remember what else you forgot to mention." (To be continued.)
