Fighting the Martial Universe

Zhang Mofan's laughter can be said to have completely angered the soul-locking prisoner. He was in the soul-locking dungeon. He didn't know how many years he had been the prisoner. There were 800 torturers without one thousand.

He had never encountered such an arrogant person before, who dared to provoke him as a cell boss.

Thinking of this, he suddenly lined up the soul-shaking drum, and the sound waves invaded Zhang Mofan's mind, trying to make Zhang Mofan completely unable to bear it, reaching the level of collapse.

Only the degree of collapse can make people unbearable, let alone Zhang Mofan, even a strong person in the True Profound Realm, facing the collapse of the Holy Spirit body is a torment.

Therefore, he wanted to destroy Zhang Mofan little by little.

Zhang Mofan felt the constant soul attack from far away, almost like a tide, and he was extremely excited in his heart.

As for his face, he still pretended to be painful, and the screams were getting louder and louder.

"What's the matter? This guy can actually withstand it? Such a soul attack, not to mention the two souls, even the four souls, it may not be able to bear it."

There was a shocked expression on the face of the soul locked head.

This surprise is absolutely no small thing.

"Soul locker, this kid is extraordinary. If you continue to increase the soul attack, I don't believe that he can really withstand it."

Meng Fengjiao said immediately.

The soul lock prison nodded and continued to increase the power of the soul attack. Zhang Mofan's cry became more and more miserable, but there was no sign of begging for mercy.

The soul-locked head, his heart was bleeding, stimulating the soul-shaking drum, but it would consume the soul fruit, but in order to torture the baby of the ten thousand monsters, he also resisted it.

He continued to consume, and finally exhausted all the soul fruit in the soul shock drum, and still failed to let Zhang Mofan let go.

"It's really evil..."

At this moment, the soul lock head had already stopped, and looked at Zhang Mofan angrily.

That Meng Fengjiao also felt a little strange, and said: "This guy won't have any magic weapon for soul defense, right?"

"Impossible, soul defense magic weapon, it is impossible to withstand so many soul attacks."

Soul Locked Wolf said.

"Elder Furukawa, go check it out."

Meng Fengjiao ordered.

Elder Furukawa in the True Profound Realm walked directly up and checked Zhang Mofan's neck and waist, but he didn't wear any accessories, he couldn't help but shook his head.

"Elder Soul Lock, then continue to increase the intensity of drumming."

Meng Fengjiao said.

"My soul spirit fruit has all been exhausted. Originally, these soul spirit fruits could allow me to torture a dozen prisoners, but they were all wasted on this kid."

The soul-locking prison wanted to cry without tears, if it was consuming those soul-spirit fruits, it would be okay to be able to torture the results, the key is that Zhang Mofan still kept silent.

"I have two Wannian Soul Spirit Fruits here."

Meng Fengjiao took out the two soul fruits and said, "Today, no matter what, the whereabouts of the magic treasure of the ten thousand demons must be tortured."

"What? Two Ten Thousand Years Soul Spirit Fruits? This kind of soul spirit fruit is enough for a martial artist in the late stage of the dazzling stage to raise the scale of the Holy Spirit. Are you really planning to use it to interrogate him?

The soul locked head was surprised: "We can interrogate him in other ways."

"Oh? What can you do?"

Meng Fengjiao put away the soul fruit again, and said: "These two soul fruit are indeed precious. I plan to break through by myself. If there is another way and the result is successfully tortured, I can give you one. Wannian Soul Spirit Fruit."

"Then it's settled."

The soul locker immediately gave up the soul shock drum, and took out another gourd. The gourd's mouth was facing Zhang Mofan, and there was a strong light inside.

This light enveloped Zhang Mofan's body, very strong, as if his whole body was to be melted by this light.

This light can even invade Zhang Mofan and integrate Zhang Mofan's internal organs.

"This guy originally used those two soul spirit fruits to spur a soul attack. Perhaps, the heavenly sacred tree can condense a powerful soul spirit fruit."

Zhang Mofan shook his head and directly urged Jiulong Tun Yan, constantly wandering in his body, dissolving the hot light.

As long as it is not too strong an attack, but this kind of continuous attack, for Zhang Mofan, it has no effect at all.

Severe torture is about torture. Naturally, it will not use strong attacks, otherwise the prisoner will not be able to bear it and die directly, and it will be meaningless.

"It looks like your torture doesn't work for me? Any other torture, let's take it together."

A smile appeared on Zhang Mofan's face.

This punishment, he was physically tortured, but Jiulong Tunyan has been greatly improved, faintly, Jiulong Tunyan is likely to climb to the eighth place on the Wildfire List, surpassing Wuji Xiehuo.

Listening to Zhang Mofan's words, the soul-locking old man almost vomited blood with anger.

This series of tortures can't help Zhang Mofan.

What's next?

Continuing other tortures may not be useful to Zhang Mofan.

"What the **** is this guy's body made of?"

Meng Fengjiao frowned, still took out the two ten thousand year soul spirit fruit, and said: "Continue to use the soul shock drum, these two ten thousand monster magic weapons are extremely important to me."

"it is good!"

Next, the soul-locking prison head uses the energy of the two ten thousand years soul fruit to activate the soul-shaking drum.

Zhang Mofan still pretended to be suffering, but he completely absorbed the energy of the soul attack.

There was also a soul fruit condensed on the Heavenly God Tree, which was at least 30,000 years old by visual inspection.

"Damn, this guy..."

The soul locker found that the energy had been consumed again, knowing that it had failed again.

Next, he had all the top ten tortures, but he still couldn't get Zhang Mofan to speak.

"Meng Fengjiao, it seems that ordinary torture is useless to him."

The ten major tortures were all covered, but Zhang Mofan still failed to start, and he said in a deep voice, "It seems that there is only one way."

"any solution?"

Meng Fengjiao asked.

"Please come, someone who is good at soul attack, search for his memory~www.wuxiaspot.com~soul lock head.

"There are not many strong people who can do memory search."

Meng Feng Jiao said.

"Hehe, I know a hidden powerhouse who is very good at soul attacks and can do memory search."

The head of the soul locker said: "This is our only way."

"The only solution now is this."

Meng Fengjiao nodded, and said to several elders: "Elder Furukawa, you should return to the Zong Sect first. If other sects ask about it, you can say that I found some clues about the sect master and went out to investigate."

"Yes!"

Furukawa took several elders and left directly.

As for the soul locker, he also ordered his disciples to guard Zhang Mofan's cell and left with Meng Fengjiao.