"Kill him, use your most cruel method," the four words in the young god of execution's mind continued to expand, and the young god felt that irresistible willpower, it was too powerful, as long as he didn't obey, in an instant, he would be crushed to pieces, and he would never recover.

This is terrifying for a young god, he has not been a god for a long time, he has not enjoyed enough of this invincible power in the world, he feels the power that is much stronger than him, in front of that power, he is humble like an ant.

The young god of judgment, he put his hands up, and a blood-colored dagger appeared in his hand.

His expression was sacred, as if the dagger was something very remarkable.

Actually, the great thing is not the dagger, but the upcoming ceremony.

The upcoming ceremony is called Ling Chi!

If there is any Chinese in the human world here, they will definitely be very familiar with this term, Ling Chi, is one of the most cruel ways to die in ancient times, but this young god is not a god in the human world, but a god in the dark world, but why does he understand Ling Chi's way of death.

According to Chinese records, Ling Chi's punishment was abolished in 1900, and people were afraid of this cruel way of death, and the pattern at that time was not conducive to the continuation of Ling Chi's cruel criminal law.

Ling Chi or 磽 Punishment, commonly known as a thousand cuts and thousands of corpses, is one of the most brutal death sentences. Ling Chi refers to the executioner dividing the flesh and skin of the victim into hundreds to thousands of pieces and cutting them off piece by piece with a knife. Ling Chi is used as a name for the death penalty, which refers to the cutting off of the flesh on the human body when the person is executed, which is a kind of dismemberment punishment, that is, including the cutting and separation of the limbs of the body. Torturers often have to endure hours of pain before they die. Photographs taken in the last years of the Qing Dynasty show a real "Eight Swords" execution. Moreover, the execution is very particular, if the victim dies immediately, or if the knife wound is incorrect, it means that the executioner has failed and the executioner may also be punished. In the Eight Knife Punishment, the executioner uses a basket of numbered sharp knives: the first knife to cut the chest (all from the left side, the same applies to the rest of the following parts), the second knife to cut the biceps, the third knife to the thigh, the fourth and fifth knives to cut the arm to the elbow, the sixth and seventh knives to cut the calf to the knee, and the eighth knife to the head. This punishment was mainly practiced in ancient China, but there are similar records in the West. The dismembered remains were placed in baskets, and the heads were displayed in public for an indefinite period of time, as was the practice in the last years of the Qing Dynasty. In the West, during the reign of Constantine the Great of the Roman Empire, he ordered the use of iron hooks to separate the flesh and bones of witches to death, similar to Ling Chi. Hypatia, the first famous female mathematician in history, was murdered by a Christian mob in a similar way. In medieval Europe, the death penalty of cutting off the flesh with an iron comb was still practiced in Germanic regions in the 16th century. To the five dynasties began to appear Ling Chi, to the Ming and Qing dynasties to reach Gao Feng, with a wide range of punishment. During the reign of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty, the eunuch Liu Jin was tortured in this way, and it is said that he was cut for three days and three nights. This punishment was mainly for traitors, and Zhu Di also sentenced many loyal ministers who helped Zhu Yunwen to Ling Chi. In the last years of the Qing Dynasty, at least three executions were captured by Western soldiers stationed in Beijing with cameras, and photographs were sent to the West. Including the poet Lu You in the Southern Song Dynasty and the British Embassy Counselor in China during the Tongzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, Wei Tuma and others. Eventually, in 1905, Ling Chi was abolished along with other capital punishments, but in 1907 there was still a record of execution.

Ling Chi's death can be described as extremely cruel, to put it bluntly, that is, to cut off the flesh on the human body with a knife, knowing that the last knife can only die, and during the period, people can feel the pain, just like biological anatomy, the muscles of the small animal are cut off little by little, and the small animal is still alive, which is extremely terrifying for animals, for people, there is a thin layer of flesh left on the whole body, which is the flowing blood, many people in modern times, even dare not look at the picture of this way of death, because it is too terrifying。

Moreover, in order to carry out this method of death, the executioner must also have an extremely clear understanding of his body structure, otherwise, if he is not careful, that person will die, which will also declare Ling Chi's failure.

The young god of execution, he picked up the bloody dagger in his hand, his eyes emitted a light red light, the light red light shrouded the old dragon's body, the old dragon's bones, flesh and blood became extremely clear in an instant, and even the extremely light blood vessels could be faintly seen, the old dragon became transparent in an instant.

"Ling Chi, begin," the voice of the God of Execution was cold, he no longer looked like the god who was about to go crazy by the anger of the Grim Reaper just now, and there was a solemn aura around him.

The dagger began to swing in the air, and the arc of a month and a half flashed, and the old dragon's body was pulled by an invisible force, staying vertically in the air, and the structure of the dragon's head and snake's body was clear in front of the gods.

Soon, the first knife fell, the old dragon was dull, no sound, this bloody dagger is an artifact, with this dagger execution, not only the old dragon's body is broken, but also, that is, the old dragon's soul is also being cut together.

The soul is ten thousand times more sensitive than the body, and the soul can feel the slight pain that the body does not feel, for example, the body is exposed to the outside and is blown by the air, which is almost nothing, and if it is the soul, it will feel extreme pain, and the breeze beats on it, as if it has been cut by a knife.

And cutting a soul with a knife, the pain is unbearable at all, it is extreme pain, and the old dragon can not say a word, and he can also feel how tenacious the old dragon is, but why he made such a mistake in the first place, this is really inexplicable.

The knife was waved one by one, and with each swing, he could feel the extreme pain, the old dragon kept his head and didn't say a word, but even the gods present felt a little cruel, and the young god of execution had a serious expression, as if what was in front of him was not an old dragon who was being executed, but a work of art, and this work of art was carved by his own hands.

Death stared coldly, in his opinion, this is not worth mentioning, the cruelty he has seen is much more powerful than these, like him, he has tortured those disobedient souls with more cruel means, the screams of the soul are not the most beautiful sound in the ears of the Grim Reaper, however, he has been accustomed to that kind of terrible screaming sound, if there is no one day, the Grim Reaper is estimated to be unaccustomed, although the old dragon's mouth did not make a sound, but the Grim Reaper clearly heard the pain in the soul of the old dragon, the Grim Reaper frowned, although the sound sounded very painful, but, far from reaching the kind of screaming sound that cuts a soul, with the tenacious will of the god of death, can not resist the pain of soul injury, and this old dragon, can he endure that kind of pain.

The Grim Reaper frowned, sensing that something was wrong, but the young God of Execution became more and more excited, his hands trembling, no different from the Qi Packet just now.

The gods present who were more advanced in cultivation could feel the screams of the old dragon's soul, but they also frowned, always feeling that this old dragon was a little contrived, but this was the most sacred place, and they naturally did not dare to question it, but they were secretly puzzled in their hearts.

"I feel another breath coming," the founder of Shushan closed his eyes, he did not speak, but the founder of Maoshan on the side heard his voice clearly.

"Another breath, do you mean?" The founder of Maoshan also did not open his mouth, but the voice appeared in the mind of the founder of Shushan.

This is the communication of the soul, there is no need for the physical body at all, and others can't hear it at all, of course, if Xiu Wei is too much higher than these two, he can still hear it, but here, obviously don't worry, no one will hear it at all.

"The breath that doesn't belong to our three worlds is completely from the outside world, and their breath is beginning to spread, why did they come to us, is it for the old dragon?"

"Impossible, the old dragon hasn't even reached the level of a god, so he can't contact the people of the outer world at all, and now, those people from the outer world are coming, not necessarily for the old dragon, you say, is it possible that the legendary Monkey King who dominates the world,"

"It's impossible for Monkey King to care so much, Monkey King is so freewheeling, he has already avenged him with a stick just now, Tayeb may be like this, even if the old dragon wants to contact him, the Great Sage won't bother with him at all,"

"That's strange, this breath is obviously coming here, and in the hall, the only one is the old dragon, and the strength of the old dragon can't reach the point of communicating with the outside world,"

"Maybe there is some special method, that person will definitely not ignore it, this is his territory, no one dares to rob people on his territory, of course, except for the Great Sage,"

"We're going to wait and see what happens, and when we need to make a move, we'll do it again!"

"But will that man punish us?"

"No, this is his place, and he will never allow anyone else to interfere, so we have to wait now, wait for everything that is coming!"

……

At this time, there was no good piece of meat on the old dragon's body, his whole body was covered with blood, and his snake tail was just as expected, only a thin layer of flesh and blood was left to wrap the blood, and the blood vessels were clearly visible, and there was still blood flowing slowly in the blood vessels.

Next, it's the head, for the young god of execution, although young, but the number of executions is also counted in tens of thousands, it can be said that every moment, every minute and every second are constantly performing tasks, but, this time is unprecedentedly grand, he doesn't want to offend the mysterious person who can kill him with a wave of his hand, so he is now using his whole body, and the old dragon is like a real work of art.

"Something is wrong, the soul of the old dragon seems to be hiding something, what is it, why can't I see through it with my strength," the god of death is not leisurely now, he can see that the old dragon is hiding a very deep thing, and this matter is also very important, the god of death has a natural premonition of death, if something really bad happens, the god of death can definitely sense it at the first time, and the god of death now, he can't sense anything, which also shows that nothing has happened at all.

The gods present all looked at the old dragon intently, at this time, the artwork had already taken shape, and soon, at most, in a quarter of an hour, the old dragon's death would come.

"What are your last words now?" Death walked up, and here, he was also a man of extremely high status, and he stopped the young god of execution.

"What are you doing!" there was a hint of madness in the eyes of the god of execution, he hated it more than anyone to disturb him at this time, even the god of death.

"Get out of here!" Death looked at the God of Execution as if he were looking at a Grim Reaper.

"Death for me," the bloody dagger stabbed directly into the heart of the Grim Reaper, the dagger seemed to have some kind of magical power, which made it impossible to dodge at all, and the Grim Reaper didn't seem to want to dodge at all, and the Grim Reaper didn't even look at him.

"Whoa" was like piercing through a layer of white paper, and the bloody dagger stabbed straight into the heart of the Grim Reaper, but the Grim Reaper still did not turn his head.

"What are your last words?" asked the Grim Reaper, as if he didn't feel it.

"It doesn't feel good to be stabbed into the heart with a dagger," the old dragon smiled sympathetically, and there was an indescribable and inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"It's okay, after all, I used this dagger of gods to cut off the divine bones in my body at that time, and this feeling gives me an inexplicable familiarity," Death said with a complicated expression.

"So, you are not a pure god now, you are a god who can cultivate, which is also the biggest difference between you and them, and it is also one of the reasons why you are favored by that person," the old dragon arrived, its voice was faint, and it was a little lingering.

Lao Long's words surprised all the gods present, gods can't cultivate, but now there is a god that Brother Lei can cultivate, and, it sounds, that mysterious person still favors the god of death, so, how can the god of death be cultivated?

"Almost, in fact, every god can cultivate, as long as his divine bones are slowly cut off with a dagger, then, he will become a mortal, and even, the talent for cultivation is not as good as that of mortals, but in the end, it can be regarded as cultivating," the god of death said, however, his words made the gods present feel creepy.

Cutting off the bones of the gods with the daggers of the gods, first of all, how much pain does it have to endure, there are almost no gods who can endure this pain without collapsing, and moreover, they have to start cultivating again from a mortal, which is unbearable for many gods.

"It must have hurt a lot," said the old dragon.

"It's okay, but it's not as good as you are now, what are you still hiding now, I know, because your soul is not in this body, so you don't feel the slightest pain now," said the Grim Reaper, as if he had known it for a long time.

"Haha, you've guessed it, you're right, my soul is indeed not in my body, but it's not my secret that's hiding, it's a secret you're all going to die," the old dragon laughed.

"Why are you so troubled," Death sighed, as if lamenting the old dragon's ignorance and stupidity.

"What's the matter, you want to be suppressed by a person forever, he will always press you, he is afraid that someone will exceed his strength, so, he has been suppressing our strength again, you can cultivate, his favor for you is more of a kind of attention, he is also afraid that you will exceed his realm, and control this world," the old dragon almost roared.

"Yes, no one wants to, but this is the meaning of our birth, even if one day, my strength surpasses him, then I will leave this world, I will not cause the slightest trouble to this world, and I will not bring the slightest harm to this world," said the Grim Reaper.

"You self-righteous gods, I can kill you right now," the old dragon said.

"I can only say, you really think too much, the people in that world are really powerful, they can communicate with you, what I want to know most now is how you communicate with them," Death asked slowly, this is what Death wants to know the most.

"I won't tell you," the old dragon laughed wildly, "and now, you will die together, the world will not need you anymore!"

"By the way, I haven't told you a thing," Death smiled, "and that is, I didn't feel any danger!"

With the fall of the words of the god of death, the old dragon's body suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a huge black hole slowly formed, the black hole was extremely powerful pulling force, even a god, he didn't dare to say that he could survive if he fell into the black hole, the old dragon used this body at the cost of himself as an incarnation to create such a powerful black hole.

The black hole swirled in the main hall, and the faces of these omnipotent gods among mortals also showed fear, because they also felt the breath of death, and even some gods began to regret that they should not come here.

"You actually destroyed my artwork, I fought with you," the daggers of the gods flashed blood-red light in the air, and the gods of execution incarnated into tens of thousands, each of which held a dagger of the gods.

"People like you are also worthy of being a god, in my opinion, you are not as good as the old dragon," Death snorted coldly, the chest he had just been pierced by the dagger of the gods began to heal, and the god of death stretched out a hand, and unexpectedly, he took the dagger of the gods in the air alive.

How is this possible, someone actually caught the dagger of the gods that can kill the gods with one hand, but the god of death obviously won't give them more time to think about it, and the other hand of the god of death stretched out and ruthlessly pierced the body of the god of execution.

"Just like you, a clown who jumps off the beam dares to shout at me, remember, my name is Death, and I will collect your soul," Death snorted coldly, throwing the corpse of the God of Execution into the black hole.

"Shushan Sword Formation," the founder of Shushan felt that incomparably powerful power, and nine long swords flew out of his hand and turned into nine golden swords, which stood around the founder of Shushan, protecting him to the death.

And a weaker god like Leona, her soul is about to leave her body and fly out, Leona is struggling, she feels her weakness, as long as she is swallowed by the black hole, then her fate will definitely be death, and even her soul will be wiped out.

"Beauty, you look like you can't hold on anymore, do you need my help?" Death came to Leona leisurely, like a leisurely stroll.

"Your strength is really too weak," Death chuckled on his face, it was true, among all the gods present, Leona was the first one who couldn't hold on, and the Grim Reaper could judge that even the God of Execution who had just died was stronger than Leona.

"Don't talk nonsense," Leona said coldly, she really didn't like this Grim Reaper.

"Beauty, don't say it so ugly, in the end, you don't need me to help you," Death's scythe stood beside Leona, and the scythe stopped quietly, and then Leona felt that she was receiving much less suction.

Leona can already hold on, the gods present are also using their own means, if you don't know, it's really unthinkable, the gods also have times when they struggle for their lives, the huge black hole has exceeded their imagination, even the golden hall, now more than half of it is sucked in, and the other half, because the gods are here, they just stood on it, slowly resisting the suction.

"The game, it's almost over," Death looked at the day when the black hole came out, hehe smiled, he didn't have a premonition of danger, that is to say, even if the Grim Reaper walked into the black hole, the black hole could not hurt the Grim Reaper, this is the Grim Reaper's premonition, the Grim Reaper, has the keenest anticipation of death.

"Stop!" accompanied by a word, that word, the hearts of every god were for a while, as soon as that word came out, the huge black hole stopped rotating, and then Huanhuan was small, and the gods present were shocked in their hearts, is this the power of that person, if it is really like this, it is really too terrifying.

You're finally here, Death smiling at the seat in the air.