Chapter 47 Prison of the Gods
The golden chain that shone with a strange light made a crisp sound in Wu Tu's hand. This thing was the prison of the gods.

Ning Ningxiang looked at Wu Tu standing next to her, and a great fear arose in her heart, which originated from the depths of her heart.

Gained great power, but power also brought her something she was afraid of from the bottom of her heart, just like the chain in Wu Tu's hand.

The confidence he had when he was seriously injured just now was gone.

The condensed fragrant red pupils flickered continuously, and said in a low voice: "This thing shouldn't appear at this time!"

This was completely different from her plan. Once the Prison of the Gods appeared on her body, she could clearly perceive that with her current strength, she would absolutely be unable to escape.

Ning Ningxiang knows what her best choice is now, even death is better than being locked up by this chain.

Wu Tu sneered and said, "You don't care whether it should appear or not. Your expression seems to know your fate."

Ning Ningxiang stabilized her mentality, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, the fear on her face disappeared, and the miserable situation made her look even more pitiful.

Leng Ningxiang said in a relaxed tone: "You think you can restrain me with things."

This confident look almost scares Wu Tu. After all, Wu Tu has never used the Prison of the Gods. Thinking of the first time Ning Ningxiang saw the chain just now, his fear was definitely not faked. You know what the idea of ​​selling condensed incense is.

Wu Tu leaned down, took out the Prison of the Gods in his hand, and said slowly: "I don't know about this, but whether it will work or not, I have to give it a try first?"

His initial plan was to use the Prison of the Gods to control a stronger mid-level monster and enhance his strength. Now he has no idea of ​​using the Prison of the Gods to increase his strength, which can solve the biggest problem in front of him. It is the best, even if it loses a great boost.

Ning Ningxiang saw that the golden chain in front of her was getting bigger and bigger, and was about to touch her, so she couldn't stay still anymore. Most of her injuries had recovered, and she had also accumulated a part of her strength.

The black devil's fire covered her claws, she stretched out her hand, and a huge force gushed out, about to sneak attack Wu Tu.

Wu Tu never underestimated Ningxiang Xiang's thoughts from the very beginning, even if Ning Ningxiang was seriously injured and fell to the ground at this moment, he did not take it lightly, so Ning Ningxiang's sudden sneak attack was in his expectation, and the movement of bending down stopped immediately. Stopped, the body rolled to the side, avoiding the claws with the devil's fire.

Ning Ningxiang got up from the ground, turned around and ran, but the speed seemed a little unsatisfactory. After all, he was still injured at this time. After avoiding the attack, Wu Tu turned and immediately chased after him.

He grabbed the escaped Ning Xiangxiang by the neck, pushed her down to the ground, pressed her back with his knees, and wrapped the chain in his hands around her neck.

Ning Ningxiang was already struggling very hard, but she no longer had enough strength.

When the chain was placed on Ning Ningxiang's neck, it began to tighten continuously, and finally became about the size of her neck. The golden chain completely controlled her, and then began to take effect.

Ning Ningxiang's expression was completely uncontrollable, and her face became extremely ferocious. The chain on her neck gave her a heavy pressure. This kind of pressure was not only on her neck, but also her whole body withstood the huge pressure. What came was the pain that went deep into the bone marrow. Even the hairs could feel this huge pain, and the veins on his body were bulging. If it wasn't for being firmly controlled by the chains, he might be rolling on the ground in pain now.

The other end of the Prison of the Gods was held in Wu Tu's hands, but when the chain locked Ningxiang, he also felt a huge pressure from the chain, and the chain began to vibrate, and he had to use a lot of strength In order to suppress the vibration of the chain.

Both sides felt different pressures, but Wu Tu, the master of the Prison of the Gods, was under less pressure, and most of the pressure was on Ningxiangxiang's side.

Wu Tu knew very well that this was because Ning Xiangxiang's strength was too strong, his strength could not form an overwhelming side, and the gap between the two was not too large.

Wu Tu was a little worried that if his strength could not grow rapidly, he might not be able to suppress Leng Ningxiang. Once that happened, it would be terrible.

Although he has used the Prison of the Gods to turn her into his slave, Wu Tu is like hanging a sword of Damocles over his head, forcing himself to increase his strength at an extremely fast speed, otherwise It is very likely that you will be backlashed by the condensed incense.

He had to do this, at least in his current cognition, there was only such a solution.

At least one problem of the moment is solved now.

A real smile finally appeared on Wu Tu's face, he looked at Ning Ningxiang and said, "I think from this moment on, you should know what your status is!"

The pain on Ning Xiangxiang's body receded slowly, and she looked at Wu Tu in an extremely embarrassing state, her hair was disheveled, she was sweating, the blood on her chest had long since disappeared, and the dried black and red blood was all over her body, she roared in a low voice.

"I don't accept it, why can you get this kind of thing? Why does the other half of my consciousness give you my power before I have fully mastered the body, and give me a little more time, I can definitely kill you! "

Wu Tu saw that Leng Ning was still as unruly and unruly, and the expression on his face instantly darkened.

"Oh...you haven't..."

The chain in his hand had just been tightened, and before he could finish speaking, Ning Ningxiang suddenly made a 180-degree attitude change.

The angry expression on his face disappeared, and a beautiful smiling face appeared, speaking in a seductive and gentle voice.

"Master, I was wrong."

Wu Tu couldn't do this anymore, and his face became too fast. He just wanted to try the power of the Prison of Gods, but Ning Xiangxiang was subdued directly, which made him suddenly feel powerful and useless.

Wu Tu tugged at the chain and said, "Don't give in, just keep doing what you did just now, so that I can have a good time!"

Leng Ningxiang lowered her head, shook her head crazily and said, "Don't, don't, don't, I really know I was wrong and I won't dare to do it again!"

Wu Tu said: "It's really boring, I thought you were going to make you experience more pain when I saw the way you were just now."

Obviously, he also knew that Ningxiangxiang was just making allowances, at least before he couldn't break free from the prison of the gods, he definitely didn't have the insolent appearance he had at the beginning.

Wu Tu turned his eyes and saw a special place.

The scar on Leng Ningxiang's chest has completely closed, leaving only a deep pink scar mark where the original wound was.

He was cut to the ribs with the devil's blade, such a serious injury, it didn't take long for him to heal.

(End of this chapter)

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