The devil has brought his family's Heavenly Tribulation down again

Chapter 52 Standing as a Demon: Extorting a Confession

The immortal masters took over the master Feijian and went out to sea overnight, leaving a few disciples on the mountain.Ning Nineteen doubted the vision and strength of those four generations of disciples. Of course, he didn't fully trust Wu Zhen either.

But the question he sent to heaven has been delayed.The connection with Tiandao orthodoxy was unprecedentedly weak. On several occasions, Ning Jiu looked up at the sky, and was about to spew out cursing and rude words, but the sky didn't respond at all.

So, rely on yourself?

What can I do by myself?

Ning Jiu looked at Lu Yang in front of him.

That one was clutching his chest, sitting cross-legged on the floor, humming an ugly song weakly.

But those ugly and intermittent songs played a more powerful role than Ning Nineteen, the real Tianjun, and maintained Lu Yang's old life until now.

A little further away, Wu Zhen, who was leaning against a tree, tightly pursed his lips, his face was very ugly.And the few glances that Lu Yang cast on him during the interval of singing exacerbated the loss of blood on his face.

Those two were secretly talking about something, even though they both wished to kill each other, but occasionally these two guys had a perfect understanding, and the eye contact was almost there, even more than a loving couple... Well, maybe it's that shit "twins" The additional effect of "soul" Gu?

Go to hell!

Ning Nineteen, who was already out of breath because of his inability to do anything, became even more emotionally unstable.He walked back and forth anxiously for two steps, caught a glimpse of the blackened blood on the ground, and the corner of his eye twitched violently again.

What's happening here?

what is happening?

Suddenly a monster that he didn't even know half of the world appeared in the sky. Is this a ghost in the daytime or the sun is rising in the west?

and also--

It was Lu Yang who saved him!

That monster's blow before leaving was definitely aimed at him, Ning Jiu knew it very well.However, whether the purpose of that thing rushing over is to kill him, or to force Lu Yang to go straight to his front, to carry out the strategy of attacking east and west, Ning Nineteen is not quite sure.

He has the power of a heavenly king, but he has never experienced a life-threatening battle. He was three-point panicked at the beginning and seven-point proud afterwards. His mentality was always wrong, and the methods he used were not very correct.If Lu Yang hadn't hooked him, no matter what the purpose of that smoky ghost, he definitely wouldn't mind letting Lu Yang go for a while, and first knock down a Tianjun to play with his prestige.

Therefore, Lu Yang's kick at the critical moment was undoubtedly to save him.

Why?Why did Old Demon Lu choose to protect him and bear the monster's frontal impact by himself instead of running away or retreating?Regardless of the outcome, Ning Jiujiu was so astonished that his blood vessels almost collapsed just because of this gesture.

The devil—

He was thinking about it there, and his thoughts repeatedly turned into a very strange fork in the road and couldn't get out. Suddenly he saw Lu Yang standing up straight tremblingly, clutching his chest and limping towards Wu Zhen.

And Wu Zhen's reaction was very strange.Seeing Lu Yang approaching a little bit, he shivered suddenly, turned around and ran away.

"Where to run!"

Ning Nineteen yelled, and spontaneously became Lu Yang's loyal follower, shouted for his master, rushed behind Wu Zhen, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him back.

When his fingertips touched the opponent's clothes, Ning Jiu felt his entire arm go numb, and his heart made a violent sound of contraction, and the Taoist realm was also slightly disturbed at that moment.Of course, this all happened in a very short period of time. Ning Jiu blinked, and everything in his body returned to normal.

But this didn't prevent him from knowing what happened, nor did it lessen his anger a little bit.

"Did you poison me? Poison that can sting Tianjun. If it is thrown on this mountain, is there anyone else alive within a hundred miles? I said you can't keep this kid, if the old devil agreed to eighteen If I didn’t kill you, I would have—”

"Hey—over there—"

Lu Yang interrupted Ning Jiujiu with a singing tone, leaned crookedly against a cypress tree in the yard, waved and pointed at himself.

Ning Jiu took the silent Wu Zhen and moved closer to him. Because of that kiss, he dare not face Lu Yang face to face. The embarrassment and shame in his heart made him want to lose Wu Zhen and run away. And almost actually put it into action.

It was hard to gain a firm footing, Ning Jiujiu was desperately trying to squeeze out some sound from his teeth, when Lu Yang's right palm was pressed against Wu Zhen's abdomen, he slowly clenched his fist and retracted, a blue light was faintly beating in his palm.And when Lu Yang put his fist against his chest, the pure and gentle blue light had penetrated through his fingers, floating in the air, making the surrounding air suddenly moist and sweet.

It's like early spring, just after the drizzle, the new leaves are fried, and the air passes through the nasal cavity, giving people a fresh feeling of dust and ecstasy.Ning Shijiu has experienced such a pure fairy smell from time to time in the sky, and now when he smells it, his eyes widen immediately, and he finally regained his language function:

"Sanqing! Is this the secret method of Sanqing?"

"Three Purifications—Rejuvenation—Introduction—"

Lu Yang read these five words in a high and low tone, at least he pried open Ning Shijiu's now rusty head, and pulled out the memory of "San Qing Hui Chun Yin".

This is one of the eight talismans that Lu Yang arranged in advance.After a night, he still hasn't dispersed, and the talisman is hidden in Wu Zhen's body?

Like Shiba who was forced to leave, Ning Nineteen began to tremble with complicated emotions on his lips.What embarrassment, what shame, at this moment, was suppressed by another more intense emotion:

"'It's not a one-man victory', this is the answer? You and Wu Zhen joined forces to sing a good show, playing us like monkeys, didn't you?"

"……idiot!"

Lu Yang was finally irritated by his incompetence, he forgot to sing for a while, and just yelled hard.But as soon as the singing stopped, the injuries he had suppressed with great difficulty exploded out, with black air on his face and bleeding from his seven orifices, making him look extremely scary.

Lu Yang didn't dare to hesitate anymore, he slapped the blue light away, gathered the Qi of Sanqing to act on himself, and hummed a bunch of spell-like songs in his mouth, forcing the black energy out from between his fingers, and his face returned to normal Delicate and white.

"Sanqing righteousness, hundred evils and evils." When he could barely speak a few words in a normal tone, Lu Yang wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes and mouth with the back of his hand, and sighed, "The things from the fairy family are just useful, unlike someone, It's useless - press it!"

Ning Jiuyi didn't react for a while: "What?"

boom!

Lu Yang answered him directly with movements.

This man's eyes turned cold, his palm stuck out like lightning, and smashed fiercely on Wu Zhen's chest, making a muffled bang like an explosion.Then, without looking at Wu Zhen's pale and distorted face due to the pain, he withdrew his palm a little bit, and when he was about three inches away from the opponent's chest, he clenched into a fist again. Fragments of the sword.

"Wait—!" Wu Zhen struggled and shouted, "I said! I—"

"It's late!" Lu Yang only let out a cold snort, and completely cut off Wu Zhen's thoughts.

I gave you so much time just now, what did you do?

Since you don't want to take the initiative to say it, no wonder I used some tricks to get what I wanted out of your mouth!

Lu Yang waved his arms, and the fragments cut through Wu Zhen's clothes, flesh, and reached his throat.This move of disembowelling was too brutal, and the scene was extremely bloody, but this was just the beginning.

Next, the remaining fragments of Duanmang Killing Sword swam out of Wu Zhen's body like fish, floating in the air, shaking the blood stains on his own blade to the ground.

Every time a fragment flew out, there would be a bloody hole in Wu Zhen's body, and his screams would be raised to a higher level.When all the fragments of the broken light were collected and Lu Yang gently smeared the blood from his hand on his neck, his voice was already shrill to a terrifying height.

Ning Jiu's eyelids twitched wildly.

This is forced confession?

But the prisoner must be given a chance to speak, right? !

He obediently obeyed his orders, suppressed the discomfort, and helped Lu Yang lock all of Wu Zhen's energy flow, so as to prevent him from making any troubles again.However, Wu Zhen not only lost the ability to resist with only one breath, but immediately found it difficult to catch another breath alive.

There is great terror between life and death, and this forced confession is very good, very good—a ghost!

This is undoubtedly the method of the devil.

Ning Nineteen could sense that his mana was getting stronger and stronger, so correspondingly, Lu Yang's magic thoughts should also be getting stronger.

But he received the grace of saving his life, and looking at it like this, Wu Zhen obviously knows something about that "smoke", and only Wu Zhen knows something about that "smoke" around him...so he is emotional and reasonable, and he is worthy of the enemy Currently, Ning Nineteen doesn't have much reason to stop Lu Yang this time.

The sentence "I will do it" promised in the past, but now I can't say it anyway.

Killing people is very simple, Lu Yang can do it, Ning Nineteen can do it; but torturing people is very difficult, Lu Yang can do it, Wu Zhen can do it, but Ning Nineteen can't.

At the same time as his thoughts circled around, Wu Zhen coughed and vomited a large amount of blood foam, and also let out what was probably his last breath.

Ning Nineteen sighed, and was about to give him a breath, when he saw Lu Yang's expression became fierce, and he crushed the fragments in his palm, and enlarged, rotated, and formed the last seven-star soul-suppressing assistant in the air instantly. The Hollow Curse smashed into Wu Zhen's chest.

The efficacy of this talisman is not worthy of its reputation at all, and it is still as easy to use as ever.

But in just a short while, Wu Zhen finally took the next bite, and the injury was repaired at an astonishing speed.If it weren't for the blood stains on his body and his tired and haggard face, he would look no different from a normal healthy child.

He raised his head creakingly, looked at the fragments of the long sword floating beside Lu Yang, then squinted back at Ning Nineteen, and suddenly laughed hoarsely.

Ning Nineteen threw him on the ground, frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you for being so stupid! 'It's not a victory of one person', why do you have to understand it as a 'victory of two'?" Wu Zhen curled up on the ground, deliberately not looking at Lu Yang who was standing indifferently, only looking at Ning Shi Jiu smiled and said, "Did you see it? His 'helper', the thing that hides the talisman for him, is dangling in the air!"

Ning Nineteen was astonished.

He looked at the emerald long sword that had been broken into seventeen or eighteen pieces, and of course he also saw the faint bloody lines floating on it, and murmured: "This is a killing sword—an artifact?"

"Isn't it a magic weapon! It's ridiculous that all of you have eyes higher than the top, seeing that the gods in this world are just dross, and think that only humans can help others turn things around." Wu Zhen shook his shoulders, and his laughter was not so much ridicule and disdain as it was Sad and sad, "I don't know that the one who can truly communicate with people without words, eyes, movements, or even the traction of energy, can cooperate with each other tacitly, like arms and fingers, but it is a dead thing—"

"enough."

Lu Yang lightly threw a word over.He looked at the blood on his fingertips, and very slowly, he drew a cruel and crazy smile.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, I want all the information in your mind. Are you going to say it obediently, or do you want me to turn you into a 'dead thing'?"

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