After all, Fan Qianshi had dealt with Emperor Fuyi, the Lord of Heaven's Way, countless times, and he still knew a little about the Kung Fu that the Lord of Heaven's Way knew.
This move of Di Hao is similar to a certain skill that Di Hao used when he was the master of heaven, but even the current Di Fuyi cannot use this skill.
Little Dihao is just the adopted son of the current Di Fuyi.
How could he use this kind of kung fu?
He waved his hand, and the blood-red sword formed again in his palm.
However, this time he was not aiming at Pink Candle Dragon, but pointed directly at Di Hao's eyebrows: "Who are you and how can you use Yuan Yang Shield?"
His voice was sinister and murderous.
Di Hao swallowed a mouthful of blood that rushed to his throat and smiled: "Guess" Fan Qianshi sneered: "Why don't you tell me?
I have my own means to make you tell the truth."
Twisting a spell with his fingers, the sand around Di Hao suddenly rustled, and countless thorn bushes emerged from the ground.
The sharp needles on the thorns shone with a cold green light and entangled themselves towards Di Hao.
This is the soul-binding thorn.
Once this kind of thorn entangles the soul, it will pierce all the sharp thorns into the soul body, causing the soul to be extremely painful, as if it is to be torn alive.
Even the hard-boned soul cannot bear this, generally Say whatever you want, I just want to get rid of this torture as soon as possible This kind of punishment was researched by Fan Qianshi himself.
He has dealt with countless souls over the years.
It can be said that he has tried every time and always succeeds.
Now he is using this punishment on Di Hao.
I don’t believe that a child like him can’t do it.
Before the thorns could reach him, the evil spirit was already rushing towards him.
Di Hao naturally knew the pros and cons, but his body was so weak now that it was difficult to stand up on his own, let alone dodge.
Seeing those thorns intertwining like vicious snakes, he had no way to repel them, so he couldn't help but close his eyes and prepare to fight for a while.
"Huh!"
Fenzhulong suddenly rushed over sideways and picked up Di Hao on the ground with one corner.
And those thorns climbed directly onto Fenzhulong's body like poisonous snakes Pink Candle Dragon raised its head and let out a shrill wail.
Obviously, the thorns also caused it great pain.
It subconsciously wanted to fly, but the thorns tightly entangled its claws and spread quickly to it as if they were alive.
The target is still Di Hao Of course, the places where they spread were like rows of needles piercing the body of Pink Candle Dragon.
The severe pain made it tremble like leaves swaying in the wind and rain.
"Put me down and let's go."
Di Hao tugged at its corner.
He couldn't escape anyway.
He didn't want to hold Pink Zhulong on its back anymore.
"No" Pink Zhulong was still trying to break away from the thorns and fly up.
This little boy has been its only playmate for so many years, and it doesn't want him to suffer.
"I didn't expect that a short winter melon like you would have such loyalty."
Fan Qianshi chuckled, and there seemed to be a chill in his laughter: "If that's the case, then you all have to share the same hardship."
The fingers pinched one after another, and the thorns crawled faster on Fenzhulong's body.
The sharp point of a thorn has climbed to Di Hao's ankle.
Di Hao suddenly felt pain in his ankle, as if a sharp thorn penetrated along the blood veins of his ankle and then grew rapidly inside.
His face instantly turned pale, and cold sweat flowed down his temples.
He did not cry out in pain, but laughed loudly: "Brahma Qianshi, no wonder you, the creation god, cannot truly rule this world.
It turns out that you are possessed by a demon":