The body of the old man in white robes was floating in the air, his eyes were sinister and full of anger, but his mouth was tightly closed and he did not speak. Just from the protruding veins on his forehead and hands, it could be seen that he was imprisoned!
Thinking of this, Yu Ge felt a little shocked. He shook his head to clear his vision, but what he could see was the scene where the old man in white robe was injured.
Wu Jiu had many wounds on his body. Although each injury had healed, the blood was flowing on his body, and the smell of sweat and blood mingling together was so pungent, as if it was a constant reminder of this.
The experience of the old man.
Although Yu Ge didn't want to admit that the scene he saw before him was true, Wu Jiu was indeed imprisoned in mid-air, unable to move, and could only be forced to endure the inhuman torture.
Seeing him like this, Yu Ge couldn't help being slightly shocked. Who else in the underworld can imprison Wu Jiu? Who else is Wu Jiu's opponent?
Even Ming Yunyue, the King of the Underworld, cannot win with one blow, let alone completely confine Wu Jiu.
Yu Ge frowned, endured the pain in his body, and flew towards Wu Jiu.
He was a little far away just now, but now that he was close to Wu Jiu, Yu Ge felt that there was a powerful force suppressing Wu Jiu's power, and it was absolute suppression!
So, that is to say...
The person who suppressed Wu Jiu's power was actually far stronger than Wu Jiu!
Thinking of this, Yu Ge's heart trembled slightly and his eyes turned slightly.
How could there be someone more powerful than Wu Jiu in this underworld? How could he be so powerful?
The rich smell of blood slowly spread into his nose, slightly pungent. Yuge frowned, looked at the tortured old man in white robes in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "Elder Wu, who sent you
Made it look like this?"
Listening to the woman's inquiry, Wu Jiu wanted to speak, but his mouth seemed to be stuck with glue and could not be opened. He took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his body, but that anger was crazy.
Burning, unbearable!
How arrogant was Wu Jiu? At this moment, not only was he subjected to such inhuman treatment, but he was also tortured inhumanely. How could he suppress his anger?
The turbid pupils of the old man in white robes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and his eyes were full of anger, as if they were about to burn up in the next second. He looked a bit gloomy and terrifying.
The wounds on his body are constantly increasing, and blood is slowly flowing out. Even if the wounds can be healed every time, he has suffered multiple wounds, and the blood that has been shed cannot be repaired.
Rather than endure such inhuman torture, it would be better to kill myself with a knife.
Can……
Wu Jiu took a deep breath, the anger in his heart had nowhere to vent, his chest was swollen, and the anger almost swallowed him up.
At this moment, it was difficult for him to even move, let alone wield a knife to kill himself.
Just now, he was still thinking that as the number of injuries increased and the blood on his body began to bleed out, it was time to die.
Can……
Seeing the blood that had flowed out strangely return to his body again, Wu Jiu's lungs almost exploded with anger.
Who made him look like this?
Besides the four men in purple robes, who else could be there?
She wanted to tell Yuge to be careful of those four people, but she couldn't open her mouth and couldn't speak.