Chapter 1756 The cruel, the enemy submits

Xingtian tomb.

"Bun--"

Zhong Yuan's body was in the void, and he punched a huge peak on the earth. In an instant, most of the huge peak collapsed, and a mountain belly space appeared.

In the belly of the mountain, above the futon, there is a Taoist decorator sitting, who does not shake, as if he is practicing the retreat.

However, Zhong Yuan, you do know that this man is dead.

At the moment, Zhong Yuan fell and came to the monk. After arching his hand to pay his hand, he shook the sleeve of his robe, and an invisible suction came out, sweeping a pair of sun and moon golden wheels around the monk.

"It seems that this Daluo Shenjun is not rich. It took so long to find these eight Daluo treasures!" Zhong Yuan shook his head slightly and sighed.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan didn't know that if he was put in front of many monks who had just entered the Taoist Daluo Jinxian, he was afraid that he would have to be beaten by the group!

After receiving the sun and moon golden wheel, Zhong Yuan took the monk's body in time. For Zhong Yuan, this corpse is also a great tonic.

However, the sleeve of his robe had just brushed the monk's body. At that time, the monk's body, like a cloud, collapsed and dispersed in an instant. Correspondingly, a little golden light burst out and rushed to Zhong Yuan's spirit.

"Puff--"

Unexpectedly, even with the strength of Zhong Yuan's body, the spirit of heaven could also be passed by the golden light and rushed into Zhong Yuan's sea of knowledge.

The golden light, one line entered the sea of knowledge. At that time, it turned into a ten-foot giant, with three heads and eighteen arms, holding all kinds of Buddhist magic weapons such as lotus, Jinling, pestle, Ruyi, etc. in their hands. One vibration, the eighteen kinds of magic weapons each originated, and hit the yuan god

For this, Zhong Yuan, your yuanshen couldn't help but be shocked. Then, he smiled indifferently and dispersed and disappeared without a trace.

"Little guy, do you think you can hide it from me with such a little trick?" The giant shouted violently, with three heads and nine eyes, each shining, shooting in all directions.

At this time, in Zhong Yuan's sea of knowledge, a large bell suddenly appeared. The whole body was round, and the top was dense and full of all kinds of lines.

"When--"

As soon as the bell rang, a huge monument of a foot in the air suddenly appeared, pressing down from the top of the giant's head. In an instant, he staggered his figure.

"When--"

The bell rang again, and a wheel suddenly appeared above the huge monument, shining brightly, like a flowing spring waterfall, pouring down and pouring into the huge monument.

"Gaga--"

With a loud noise, the giant was abruptly crushed to the ground by this huge monument.

At this time, the monument buzzed spontaneously, and the ripples swayed out and surged to the giant. At that time, the giant shrank rapidly.

nine thousand feet, eight thousand feet, seven thousand feet,......

In a short time, the giant returned to his normal shape.

"How can it be? How can you have such a powerful mana? I clearly feel that you are just physically strong?"

This monk, obviously, very incomprehensible about the sudden reversal of the situation. However, Zhong Yuan naturally would not explain anything to him. At that time, he said, "Say it, tell me what you know about the Xingtian tomb. I will give you a good time, otherwise you will be prepared to suffer over the years!"

Zhong Yuan's words were very insipid, but in this insipid, there was an extreme coldness, which made the monk listen to it and couldn't stop shaking in his heart.

"You answer my question first, and then I'll answer your question!" This monk was very persistent about the cause of his defeat. At that time, he asked regardless of his current situation.

Zhong Yuan smiled faintly and grabbed it out of thin air. A dark golden bone stick appeared out of thin air. On the bone stick, it was dense, depicting thousands of pictures. Each picture was a picture of the monk being tortured, one was more and more miserable. At a glance, there seems to be a feeling of empathy, which is very uncomfortable.

This bone stick is the heavenly punishment stick that Zhong Yuan has not used for a long time.

The divine staff of heavenly punishment is the condensation of the map of thousands of punishments and hells. So far, tens of thousands of methods have been gathered that can bring endless pain to the monks, but they do little harm to the nature of the monks. This kind of magic can be said to be specially created for torture. At this moment, Zhong Yuan did not hesitate to wave the Heavenly Scepter, and a stick hit the back of the monk who wanted to take away.

At that time, "Ah--" was so sad that it almost shook the scream of the sun and the moon of heaven and earth. It lasted for a long time and was extremely high-pitable.

After a while, the screams stopped. However, the monk's body still trembled uncontrollably, as if the remnants had not disappeared.

"How about the power of my staff, let's go!" Zhong Yuan smiled faintly and said again, "I think you can say what I want to know now!"

"Dreaming! I'll die sooner or later. It's better for you to be depressed!" After calming down the monk, time replied.

Hearing this, Zhong Yuan smiled angrily and said, "Very good. It seems that I'm still too kind. The lesson you have learned is not deep enough. You have to come again!"

While talking, Zhong Yuan was not polite. The heavenly execution staff in his hand waved again. In an instant, he continuously hit the eighteen sticks on his body, and the staff was fierce.

"Ah--"

The monk was time, and the screams rose again. Compared with the last time, the voice was louder and louder, and it was also more miserable. At this moment, the expression on the monk's face was distorted. This is still his body, and he can't move too much. If he can, his whole body is distorted.

After a while, the monk stopped screaming. At this moment, he seemed to have experienced an extremely difficult battle, and his whole body seemed a little empty, his face was dark, and his eyes were dull.

"Now, you should be able to say it!" Zhong Yuan still had a faint smile on his face and said.

Hearing this, the monk replied in a rather low voice, "Dream! I won't tell you even if I die. Just wait to see someone else take the baby away!"

"Dead?! It may be easy for others to die, but it is very difficult for you!" Hearing this, Zhong Yuan did not immediately wave the Heavenly Scepter again, but said faintly, "Maybe you still don't understand what I said. You can feel the origin of your own, and you can understand what's going on!"

As soon as he said this, unconsciously, the monk sensed his origin. This induction doesn't matter. When it was, it was a big surprise.

He originally thought that he had suffered such inhumane torture. After several reincarnations before the closing of the ghost door, he must have been seriously injured and died. Even if Zhong Yuan was willing to get an elixir to treat himself, I'm afraid that he would disappear in a few times. In that case, I don't have to suffer any more. However, with this induction, he found that his origin was not harmed at all, and it was still intact.

My family's serious injury, weakness, etc., all the negative situations are just my own feelings. In fact, I am not injured.

"Is it possible that everything I just did just now is an illusion? But how is it possible that the illusion can be so real? Unconsciously, the monk muttered.

"Of course, all this is not an illusion, but you are not injured, and it is also true!" When Zhong Yuan heard this, he said in time, "You don't know that there is a wonderful skill in the world, which is called the cruel and sadistic Dafa. It is condensed from a series of painful but slightly injured punishments. This divine staff is the true seed of its real name!

I make you with this staff, even if I torture you every day, I'm afraid it will take hundreds of thousands of years for you to die, or even millions of years later.

Speaking of this, Zhong Yuan paused for a moment, and then continued, "Of course, although you have suffered a little pain, in another aspect, you have also made money. After all, with me protecting you, you have lived so much longer! My generation of monks, what is the practice of behavior, isn't it just for immortality?

As for Zhong Yuan's ridicule, the monk didn't realize it. Now, his mind is full of the words cruel and cruel Dafa. How can anyone create such a perverted skill? What's the point of this?

"Meaning? Isn't that it now? It's much more convenient to be tortured!" Zhong Yuan said again, "Of course, you haven't given in yet. However, this is not a bad way to abuse the Dafa. It's just that my personal practice can't get home. During this period, I only thought about my own cultivation and ignored the exploration of this method.

It doesn't matter. I also have a magic tree, which can deduce the magic power infinitely. It won't be long before I can push this cruel and sadistic method to a higher level. At that time, I believe you will definitely give in!"

"No, you won, and I'll give in now!" Hearing this, the monk's last bit of persistence was also smashed. At that time, he replied with a wry smile on his face.

"Very good! It seems that my cruel method is still very useful! In the future, we have to continue the sacrifice practice to strengthen it!" Zhong Yuan smelled it like this, but he smiled and said.

"I know very well what you want to know, and I can tell you without any reservations, but can you promise to give me a good time? You heavenly execution staff, I really don't want to suffer again!"

Zhong Yuan nodded immediately when he heard this. RS