"Heart-eating pain" A strange color flashed in Ji Zilong's eyes, and he immediately understood that the other party was planning to torture him first.
"Hahahahaha, are you scared?"
He let go of Ji Zilong, and Huang Dingtian quickly retreated to the side.
He showed a cruel smile, waiting for Ji Zilong to attack.
After Ji Zilong landed, his face was slightly ugly.
In a moment, the heart-eating dragon scorpion began to attack.
The tail was like a sharp drill, constantly drilling through Ji Zilong's body, and getting closer to Ji Zilong's heart step by step.
"Hmph."
Ji Zilong groaned in pain.
He glared at Huang Dingtian fiercely and said, "Torturing me, you underestimate me, Ji Zilong."
"Then I want to see how long you can hold on."
Huang Dingtian laughed coldly, sitting quietly and watching.
Ji Zilong remained silent.
He quickly calmed down his mind and resisted this heart-eating pain.
He was blocked from cultivation by Lord Huangji.
His spiritual energy could not even be mobilized.
He was invaded by this heart-eating dragon scorpion.
I can only bear it helplessly.
However, this was too painful, and in a blink of an eye, large beads of sweat appeared on Ji Zilong's forehead.
This dragon scorpion slowly advanced inside Ji Zilong's body.
As it advanced, it used its tail and its pair of large claws to tear and devour Ji Zilong's flesh and blood.
Almost every tear made Ji Zilong's body convulse in pain, making him miserable.
"I heard that you Ji Zilong is a foodie and enjoys almost anything.
You have eaten many kinds of spiritual beasts in the world.
I wonder if you have ever thought that one day you will be used as meat by other spiritual beasts.
Come and eat” Sitting next to him and admiring Ji Zilong's painful look, Huang Dingtian felt extremely comfortable.
Yesterday he was humiliated and tortured by Ji Zilong, and today he finally got his revenge.
His heart felt extremely happy.
While he was talking, outside the Iron Prison, a disciple had already sensiblely brought him some tea.
"Elder, please have some tea."
After briefly glancing at Ji Zilong, the disciple said respectfully.
"Haha, you are so sensible.
Boy, you belong to that peak."
This disciple is so sensible, which makes Huang Dingtian even more useful.
The old face is now filled with red clouds.
"This disciple is the meal delivery disciple from Huotou Peak."
The disciple said.
"Oh" Huang Dingtian was stunned, and then he thought of a new way to torture Ji Zilong, he said: "From today on, you will deliver meals to him every day, and put more elixirs in the meals that can treat skin and body injuries. ” After saying that, Huang Dingtian waved his sleeves and robes boldly and threw fifty Dharma Stones to the disciple.
"Thank you, Great Elder, for the reward."
The disciple took the Dharma Plate and immediately became happy.
After bending down to thank him, he quickly left.
At this moment, Ji Zilong was speechless at all.
He was silently enduring this heart-wrenching pain, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
"It seems you can tolerate it quite well."
Huang Dingtian stood up.
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With a flick of his fingertips, Ji Zilong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was suddenly lifted up by a wave of spiritual energy and hung his cross-legged body directly to the execution rack behind him.
On the torture rack, two rusty spiritual iron hooks easily passed through Ji Zilong's back, pierced out from his shoulder collarbone, and hung him up bloody, but even with this pain , Ji Zilong still didn't snort, he gritted his teeth and stared at Huang Dingtian fiercely.
"You know it hurts, aren't you very tolerant?"
Seeing Ji Zilong's body covered in blood, Huang Dingtian felt even happier.
He took two war spears from the side, shook his hand, and stabbed Ji Zilong's ankle fiercely.
Puff puff
The sound of broken flesh and blood was heard again, and Ji Zilong's legs were also nailed to the torture rack.
"ah" Ji Zilong finally couldn't bear it any longer.
His face turned red and his brows beat wildly.
After holding it in for a long time, he finally let out a lazy and leisurely sound from his mouth, just like a trembling and comfortable moan when he just woke up.
Huang Dingtian's scalp was numb, and he became even more angry.
This guy was obviously in pain to the bone, but he was stunned to hold back the uncontrollable scream of pain, and turned it into this numb and comfortable moan.
"Bastard" Huang Dingtian yelled angrily, took out a long sword, pointed it at Ji Zilong's shoulder, and stabbed Ji Zilong fiercely, causing blood to spatter immediately.
"Oh" Ji Zilong rolled his eyes and let out another comfortable moan.
Following the sound, his body covered in blood moved back and forth crazily, twisting in a very seductive manner.
It was as if Huang Dingtian was not stabbing him with a knife at all, but "Wucao."
Huang Dingtian was sweating profusely.
This was strange.
He glared at Ji Zilong fiercely, took out a long sword, and stabbed Ji Zilong's abdomen fiercely.
"Yeah" Ji Zilong continued to moan, and the melodious and melodious voice was as beautiful as singing, making people think.
"Zha Sui, I want to see how long you can endure it."
Huang Dingtian's Qiqiao was filled with smoke.
He shook his hand in disbelief, grabbed a large number of swords, and then stabbed Ji Zilong's body one by one.
Every time the sword fell, , there will be blood splattering.
"Yeah oh oh oh yeah" Every time it fell, Ji Zilong's body twisted wildly, his posture was sultry, and his voice was also melodious and melodious, with the pitch rising and falling, and seemed to have a certain rhythm.
Outside Iron Prison Peak, several disciples responsible for guarding this place were sweating profusely.
"Is this little lecher trying to seduce the great elder?"
"I didn't expect that the great elder would be so kind.
The little thief looks like he is only thirteen years old.
It's simply outrageous."
"You dare to say bad things about the elders.
If you don't care about your life, shut up now.
Pretend you don't know anything about today's matter."
Several disciples guarding Iron Prison Peak immediately shut up, not daring to talk secretly.
However, they despised Huang Dingtian in their hearts.
At the same time, they also admired Ji Zilong.
You can play with men, but you are so old.
You can get all the goods, I am convinced, you are nothing less than a little thief.
"Ah" suddenly, Ji Zilong's tone in the iron prison suddenly changed.
He stretched his neck, and then let out a high-pitched and loud moan.
The long tone was like the relief of a flood that had been blocked for a long time and suddenly poured out thousands of miles away.
People had goosebumps all over their bodies, but they felt that the sound was really ecstatic.
Seeing Ji Zilong's appearance, Huang Dingtian was completely at his wits' end.
He glared at Ji Zilong who was covered in swords and dripping with blood.
He flicked his sleeves and walked out.
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Seeing Huang Dingtian come out, several disciples immediately stood upright, but out of the corner of their eyes, they couldn't help but glance at Huang Dingtian.
"Go and clean up inside, hurry up, and you must be careful not to let his soul be damaged at all."
After giving a few instructions, Huang Dingtian left angrily.
A few people were stunned.
They were already curious about what was going on inside, and they all rushed in immediately.
However, when they saw Ji Zilong with sharp blades all over his body and stained red with blood, a group of people were dumbfounded.
"This is the first time I have encountered Cao Xiangmapi, who can enjoy being beaten by a thousand cuts."
After a long time, an angry curse came from the iron prison
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