Cultivate Immortals with Naruto Skills

The black-hearted devil Balabala said a lot of vicious words, but refused to say a word about the purpose of their operation.

"It seems that torture is still indispensable." Wang Yan shook his head, looked at the monks beside him and asked, "Which of you will come first?"

"Come on, you can come. No matter what method you use, I will never betray Lord Demon. My black heart has led me to this point. I have never suffered anything. If I say one word, I will call you daddy." The black-hearted devil's eyes revealed ferocity and disdain.

"How about you let me try?" Chuangshi suddenly said.

As he spoke, he took out a potion from his pocket and explained: "I stole this from a foreign umbrella company. It can increase the blood flow in the body and increase the pain sensation. Even a mosquito bite can cause pain." Magnify it a hundred times.”

Everyone's lips twitched when they heard this. The umbrella company has a close cooperative relationship with foreign military bases.

How many things did this guy steal overseas?

Zhuge Yuanyuan stared at Chuangshi with a strange expression. This guy carries this thing with him. Does he have any intention?

"And this potion has been blessed by my alchemy skills. Ordinary monks who have entered the spiritual realm cannot dissolve the power."

Then, Chuangshi's chubby body moved in front of the Black-Hearted Demon King and injected it into the Black-Hearted Demon King's artery.

For a moment, the black-hearted devil's expression suddenly twisted, as if he was enduring unbearable pain.

After a while, the corners of its mouth twitched and it roared heart-breakingly.

"Do you want to tell me or not?" Chuangshi asked fiercely from the side.

"Don't tell me, just don't tell me, no matter if it hurts a hundred times, you won't tell me if you kill me," the black-hearted devil said very forcefully.

Even though he was foaming at the mouth at the moment.

Chuangshi frowned when he heard this. He didn't expect the Black-Hearted Demon King to be so tough. He once mixed this potion with water at a ratio of 1:100 and tested it on mice.

Whether it is 1:1000 or 1:100, the mice simply cannot bear the pain and die.

But now a whole potion, without adding any water, was injected into the body of the black-hearted devil, but it was still unable to make him speak.

If the dose is increased, it will severely damage the nerves of the Black-Hearted Demon King and make him feel numb. This will obviously be very detrimental to subsequent torture.

For a moment, I was a little helpless about Chuangshi. After all, this was already the torture method he could use.

"Let me give it a try." Leng Sisi said.

Then he waved his hand and used a healing technique. Of course, it was not to treat the black-hearted devil's meridians, but to restore his nerves to their original state and keep him awake.

Then, a ball of flame shot out from Leng Sisi's fingertips, entered the Black Heart Demon King's body, and traveled along the meridians.

"Ah" the black-hearted devil shouted in pain.

The nine-day phoenix divine fire burst into his body, making him feel as if he was in endless flames at this moment. Not only was his body burning, but his soul was also burning.

It has to be said that Leng Sisi's ability to play with fire can be regarded as No. 1 in the Kyushu Continent, and the black-hearted devil did not suffer any damage to his body or internal organs.

However, he felt that his skin was chapped inch by inch and his internal organs had been dried out.

"Are you going to tell me?" Leng Sisi looked at the black-hearted devil with his clear eyes and asked.

"If you don't tell me, even if your flames are a hundred times bigger, I still won't tell you." The Black-Hearted Demon King gritted his teeth and resisted.

"I can't do it a hundred times, but doubling it is still possible." Leng Sisi waved his hand, and the Nine Heavens Phoenix Divine Fire doubled its heat.

Leng Sisi didn't dare to add more, otherwise with a hundred times the heat, the black-hearted devil might turn into a ball of black coal on the spot.

"Ah" the Black-Hearted Demon King roared in pain. He was desperate in his heart. He didn't expect that this kind of pain could really double.

However, he still didn't say anything.

Leng Sisi shook her head and was at her wits' end. At this point, she was at her wits' end. She couldn't really burn the black-hearted devil to death.

Next, the Undefeated God of War did not take action. He only hit people. The deep wounds suffered by others could not make the Black-Hearted Demon King speak. The injuries he suffered on his body were obviously only at the level of tickling.

Then, the Supreme Sword Immortal took action. Whether his sword formations caused physical damage or the Supreme Sword Qi, the damage to the black-hearted devil's dantian caused the other party to suffer extremely, but the other party still did not say anything.

Next is the Eternal Spear, which is useless, not to mention the black-hearted devil.

The elf princess's musical attack was useless. Neither Wang Yan nor Wang Quanfugui could make the black-hearted devil speak.

Neither the prophet's acupoints nor Zhuge Yuanyuan's attacks on the heart are of any use.

The screams of the black-hearted demon king were heard endlessly, but it still didn't help.

His tears were almost dry, and his teeth were bitten to pieces, but he still stood strong.

The black-hearted devil felt very regretful, as if he was in purgatory. He originally thought that as long as the other party could not torture him out.

If he is imprisoned, he can find a chance to escape once he is imprisoned. Even if he cannot escape and does not go back for a long time, the Demon King will notice something abnormal. No matter how he calculates, he has a way to survive.

However, things have developed beyond the imagination of the black-hearted devil.

The hearts of these human monks are really darker than those of their demon clan.

This is because we plan to make him speak within one day, using deadly tactics and not giving him any way to survive.

To know that he had chosen death earlier, now he was in despair.

Previously, he thought that Smart was very pitiful and his death was too miserable. But now it seems that Smart is the most comfortable person to die, and he is the one who suffers the most misfortune.

He experienced torture methods that he could and could not imagine here.

If he were a jerk, he would definitely die here.

Seeing this, Wang Yan admired the perseverance of the black-hearted demon king. One hundred and eight of the most terrifying and perverted torture methods were used on him, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Wang Yan asked himself, let alone the [-] methods, I am afraid that he cannot bear the first torture method.

The human monks continued to use their own torture methods in rounds of battles. As time went by, the human monks felt that they were almost shaking, but this stupid black-hearted devil didn't say a word.

After a long time, the remaining 20 or so human monks looked at the black-hearted devil with admiration.

This man in black was kneeling on the ground, with disheveled hair and ragged clothes.

The man looked sluggish as if he was demented, repeating one sentence: "If I don't say it, I won't say it. I won't say it."