Chapter 22: The Hundred Soul Flags

"Didn't you say it earlier, I have a talisman here, it is a thunder talisman refined by the elders, which I use to save my life, and it can kill the monks at the peak of foundation building, and a hundred soul flags are not enough to be captured!" Murong Ling'er said with a resentful expression after hearing this, and at the same time, her right hand slapped on the storage bag on her waist, and a jade talisman shining with thunder appeared in her hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You have this treasure, so you don't have to come out yet, but we have to live with the people of the Demon Gate, and we still have to ask for some news. "Fengyun Wuji is worried, I didn't expect Murong Ling'er to have a solution, but thinking about it, she is the daughter of the sect master, how can she not have a few treasures for self-defense, so she is relieved, so she hurriedly urged Murong Ling'er to say.

"This jade talisman will consume a lot of spiritual power, with my current cultivation, it may take half a pillar of incense to stimulate it, you give me the Dharma protector, and I will trigger it1" Murong Ling'er said with a somewhat ugly face, although she has a jade talisman, but her cultivation is a little low, and it can't be activated instantly.

"Okay, you can cast the spell with confidence, and I'll take care of the rest. Fengyun Wuji patted his chest with his right hand and reassured.

Fengyun Wuji blocked Murong Ling'er behind him, and closely watched the Demon Sect youth's every move with his eyes, while not letting him find the jade talisman that Murong Ling'er was preparing to activate.

"Master, after you capture that Demon Gate disciple, you bring the Hundred Soul Flag, I will teach you a sacrificial refining method, then the Hundred Soul Banner will be yours, and if you can enter the Demon Gate Realm in the future, this is also a kind of identity cover, besides, I can also tell you the correct way to upgrade, when that Demon Gate disciple is useless, his soul will be sacrificed and refined into the main soul of this Hundred Soul Banner, then the power will be on the next level, and when you take revenge, you can also sacrifice the enemy's soul into it, what do you say?" The voice of the old blood sounded in the bottom of Feng Yunji's heart.

At this time, Murong Ling'er's jade talisman was finally prepared, and she shouted: "Senior brother, you dodge, look at my Zixiao Divine Thunder Talisman!"

I saw that dozens of electric lights glowing with lilac light suddenly appeared around the young man of the Demon Gate, and they all crackled towards the Hundred Soul Banner and the young man of the Demon Gate.

The young envoy of the Hundred Soul Banner tried his best to resist the falling thunder, and the young man of the Demon Gate who was covered in black gas, as if he didn't want money, poured his full strength into the Hundred Soul Banner, and the ghost mist emitted by the Hundred Soul Banner continued to fade under the blow of the thunder run, and there was a faint squeaking sound.

Finally, the Hundred Soul Banner insisted on the attack of less than ten thunder lights, and could no longer emit black mist, and fell from the air staggeringly, and the thunder light looked for the demon gate youth at this time, and the thunder light seemed to have his own sense of smell, as if he came specifically to restrain the demon cultivator.

With a miserable cry of "Ah", the black mist on the young man of the Demon Gate was dispersed, his body began to be unstable, the robe on his body was also tattered, his hair exploded, his face was scorched, and a puff of black smoke came out of his mouth from time to time.

Fengyun Wuji knew whether it was electrocuted or high-voltage electricity, but for monks who cultivated immortals or demons, their bodies were relatively strong, and it was estimated that they were not electrocuted.

Zhang Shicheng hurriedly used a restraint technique on the young man of the Demon Gate and tied him to the ground.

"Senior brother, you and your sister have made great efforts, and a lot of spiritual power has been consumed in the battle, so you all hurry up to meditate and rest, and quickly recover your spiritual power, this is the spirit wine has the effect of restoring spiritual power, you can take a few sips!" Feng Yun Wuji saw that the young man of the Demon Gate was captured, so he took out the spiritual wine in the gourd and said to Zhang Shicheng.

"Okay, the aura in the outside world is extremely scarce, with the help of this spiritual wine, it is estimated that after an hour, I will recover. Zhang Shicheng took the gourd containing the wine and took a sip, then stretched his eyebrows and said.

Fengyun Wuji pinched his hands and used earth-based spells such as earth wall technique and boulder technique to build a cell for the young man of the Demon Gate, which was a closed pitch-black cell, and he couldn't see his fingers.

"Say, I know you're not dead!" Fengyun Wuji stood aside and asked first.

"What do you say, you shot at me without asking, and injured me, how did your sect teach your disciples, and when I informed the master, I must go to your sect to ask for an explanation!"

"Oh, who is your master, so powerful, my Refining Sect is really not afraid of things!" Feng Yun Wuji saw that the other party carried out his master, and also pulled up the banner of the Refining Sect and said.

"You belong to the Refining Weapon Sect, not the Great River Sword Sect, isn't this the realm of the Great River Sword Sect?" said the young man of the Demon Sect in shock, he knew that the Refining Weapon Sect was a relatively special sect in the cultivation world, and neither the Demon Sect nor the Dao Sect would easily offend the Refining Sect.

"Yes, tell me where you came from and what you're here for. Fengyun Wuji continued to ask.

"Although you are a refining sect, but you don't dare to do anything to me, do you know who I am? I am a disciple of the first sect of the Demon Sect, the Soul Devouring Sect, our sect is a first-class sect, your refining sect was okay thousands of years ago, but now it is just a second-rate sect, I will say so much, you know each other and let Lao Tzu go, otherwise provoking a sect war will not be something that a small disciple of the Qi cultivation period can afford!" said the young man of the Demon Sect in a very arrogant tone.

"You think you can threaten me and tell you that if you fall into my hands today, even if your ancestors are eight generations, I have a way for you to confess. Fengyun Wuji said.

"What kind of ability do you have, even if you use it, frown, Lao Tzu has your surname! Lao Tzu has learned the methods of the Demon Gate, and he is still afraid of your methods, what kind of world can you see at a young age!" The young man of the Demon Gate knew that Feng Yun Wuji was young and had seen less of the world, so he did not have the slightest fear, but said very arrogantly.

"Okay, I'm worried that my methods will not be used, will I be rusty, I will take you to a test today to see if your mouth is hard, or grandpa's methods are hard. Fengyun Wuji crooked his mouth, a little angry, so he said coldly.

Feng Yun Wuji has watched too many movies and TV series in his previous life, and there are more methods of interrogating prisoners in it, and today Feng Yun Wuji is also ready to let them reappear on the Xuanwu Continent one by one.

Use the spell to hang the demon gate youth, form a large font, fix it in the void, take out the tweezers used to take small materials from the storage bag, grab the right hand of the demon gate youth with his hand, start from the thumb, pull out the nails little by little, blood falls down the nails, and begins to flow out, and the body of the demon gate youth begins to tremble.

"Tell me, what's your name and what are you doing here?" said with a smile.

"Okay, let's not say yes, then let's pull it out, our hands, our feet, and our teeth, let's come one by one!" Seeing the unresponsive young man of the Demon Gate, Feng Yun Wuji continued to say in an eerie and terrifying tone, cooperating with the dark cell, which suddenly made people a little creepy, but his hands did not relax and continued to torture.

The tweezers approached the right index finger of the demon gate youth little by little, and slowly pulled out the nails little by little, the demon gate youth's trembling body, as well as the tight teeth, let Feng Feng Wuji know that he was trying his best to endure the pain, so he moved more and more gently, allowing the demon gate youth to slowly enjoy the painful process of pulling nails.

The punishment continued, the nails were all pulled out, the young man of the Demon Gate still didn't speak, his mouth was bitten and bleeding, every time he pulled out a nail, Fengyun Wuji would repeat the question, but it had no effect.

It was the turn of the teeth, the young man of the Demon Gate was holding his teeth to prevent Feng Yun Wuji from making a move, Feng Yun Wuji quickly inserted the tweezers into his thigh, "Ah" screamed, his mouth opened, and Feng Yun Wuji quickly stuffed a piece of walnut-sized refining material into his mouth, making his mouth unable to close.

The teeth were being pulled out one by one, and the mouth of the young man of the Demon Gate was full of blood and mucus, which slowly dripped to the ground along the corners of his mouth, making a clattering sound.

"If you want to say it, just nod your head, I'll stop!" Fengyun Wuji said as he moved.

After extracting the teeth on the roof of his jaw, the young man finally couldn't hold on anymore and nodded.

I got the refining material out of his mouth, and gave him a pill to stop bleeding.

"What do you want to know, I will say what I can say, and I won't say what you can't say even if you kill me. The young man of the Demon Gate said weakly, because of the reduction of the teeth in the upper jaw, there was some leakage in his speech.

"Tell me first, what's your name?"

"My name is Huang Lei, I am a disciple of the inner sect of the Soul Devouring Sect, what are you doing here, I can't say this, if I return to the sect, I will be punished by ten thousand ants devouring the body, there is no survivor in the history of the sect, and I can't live forever. The young man of the Demon Gate said honestly.

"Huang Lei, right, do you think I won't use this kind of punishment on you? My methods have just begun, since you said that you are afraid of ten thousand ant phagosomes, then I will give you a ten thousand ant phagosomes, how about it?"

"It's up to you, a child whose hair hasn't grown yet, you can get ten thousand ants to eat the body, whatever you want to know, I'll tell you. Huang Lei said with disdain on his face, he didn't believe Fengyun Wuji's words, he had already said what he could say, and he didn't say anything about the secret of the sect.

"That's what you said, don't regret it then, you just wait for my ant army!" Fengyun Wuji said confidently.

There is a jar of honey in Fengyun Wuji's storage bag, which is picked from the peak of Zongmen Mountain, used to brush the meat when making barbecue, Fengyun Wuji took out the honey, poured it on his bare skin, and evenly wiped it on Huang Lei's bare body with a stick, and then fixed Huang Lei on the ground, and pulled a few lines with honey, one end of the line is connected to Huang Lei, and the other end is connected to the anthill at the bottom of the valley.