The snow demon took out a needle box from his bosom, opened it, and took out thirteen silver needles from it. He learned acupuncture from Fu Chenxue, not to save people, but to make it easier to kill.

The snow demon put the silver needle between his fingers, and a cruel smile appeared on his face: "I like men with personality the most." Don't worry, I'll take the bones out of your body piece by piece. Of course, until the last bone is removed, I promise you won't die, not even a drop of blood. ”

St. Peccarius II was finally moved, and the three silver-clothed paladins hissed and howled: "The devil ......"

The snow demon's hands stabbed out like lightning, and thirteen silver needles pierced into the paladin's thirteen large holes with precision.

The snow demon put down the chisel and hammer, picked up a sharp boning knife, shook it twice in front of the paladin, and said with a smile: "These thirteen silver needles can condense the bloodline, stick to the vitality, and ensure that you will not swallow your breath in advance, nor will you bleed to death, but everything has two sides, and it can also make the pain you endure infinitely magnified, even if you touch it lightly, you will be in pain!" ”

As he spoke, the snow demon gently pressed the paladin's skin with his fingers.

How did you know that the gentle touch actually caused the paladin to let out a scream like killing a pig, which is enough to prove that the snow demon's words are not adulterated.

The other two paladins were drenched in a cold sweat, they already knew what the snow demon was going to do next.

Sure enough, the snow demon lifted the boning knife and slowly sliced through the skin of the paladin's chest, revealing Bai Sensen's sternum.

With every movement of the tip of the knife, the paladin let out a heart-rending howl, every muscle in his body twitched, every nerve trembled, and even his soul was completely annihilated.

This kind of pain is not something that can be described in any language in the world, compared to cramps, skins and ten thousand blades, which are heaven on earth.

The snow demon didn't care how the paladin screamed, and the knife in his right hand was like a butterfly piercing flowers, deftly peeling off the muscles attached to the sternum, and pulling out one sternum intact.

That paladin couldn't howl anymore, all the light and holy power were sealed by silver needles, he didn't even have the strength to resist, how could this kind of pain be borne by flesh and blood?

The ochre-yellow urine shot out one after another as the tip of the knife advanced.

In one scene, the other two paladins are faceless, they have extremely strong beliefs, but their bodies are betraying, and they are being called "fear"

The devil quickly occupied.

The snow demon held the pale sternum as if admiring a delicate work of art, and after a moment, his gaze slowly swept over the three paladins, "I can swear that no one is more devout to God than I am." As followers of God, you should fight against the hypocrites who deceive the world in the name of God, as I did...... Repent, as long as you will say that St. Pycary II was a son of a bitch, I will give you freedom again on behalf of God! ”

Ah Yue was trembling with fright outside, and asked in a low voice, "Brother-in-law, little demon brother...... Does he really believe in God? ”

Fu Chenxue rubbed her nose, didn't know how to answer, and said after a while: "He is his own God!" ”

Ah Yue burst out laughing: "This villain...... He keeps accusing people of being hypocrites, but in fact he is a big liar. ”

Under the coercion and temptation of the snow demon, the other two paladins finally collapsed, they were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of life rather than death.

"St. Peccalius II is a pig......"

"St. Pycalyptus II was a son of a bitch......"

…… The three paladins burst into tears and were hoarse, and once they opened their mouths, some kind of prohibition disappeared, and the devil in their hearts finally came out, and their faces were as hideous as blood-devouring mad demons.

The tortured paladin glared at his companion and bloodied: "Arthur...... David...... You two traitors, the Sect Master will not spare you, and your souls will definitely go to hell......"

"Alas......"

St. Pycaly II let out a long sigh and said, "Snow Demon, you have won...... Let me go, whatever you want, just say it. ”

The snow demon seemed to have some regret: "I thought you would be silent for a little longer, but unfortunately, the emperor is not as strong as you think." ”

St. Peccalius II said slowly: "The God of each man is himself, and if a man cannot save himself, how can he save others?" It's a simple truth, but very few people understand it, and you are one of them. ”

"Oh?"

The snow demon was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, "I have to admit that my previous words were wrong, you are not a hypocrite, but the one who understands God's teachings best. ”

Fu Chenxue walked in, a paladin who had his kneecaps and sternum removed, and said with pity: "Little demon, God doesn't like blood, give him a good time." ”

The snow demon smiled slightly, and reversed the bone and stabbed into the paladin's heart.

The paladin's pupils dilated instantly, as if he had received some kind of relief, his face floated with a touch of relief, his head tilted, and there was no more sound.

St. Burceh II's eyes were cold, the muscles on his face twitched, and he hissed: "Fu Chenxue, you have hurt him so badly, why are you still unwilling to let him go?" ”

Fu Chenxue said lightly: "God doesn't like the true believer to suffer in the world, so he naturally wants to summon him to heaven, we are all doing things for God, why should the second elder be obsessed?" ”

St. Peccalius II fully understood Fu Chenxue's shamelessness, and if he continued, he would only die of anger.

At this moment, he is bleeding enough and the vitality is parting from him, so why waste time on lips and tongues?

"Great Elder, didn't you and Buttron join forces to set up this game, just to kill me? The feud between us has lasted for thousands of years, and it's time for it to end, so you can do it. ”

Fu Chenxue shook her head and said, "I'm afraid you're wrong, I didn't plan to kill you." ”

This time it was St. Peccarius II's turn to be surprised: "You don't kill me? Why? ”

"I don't care what grievances you have between you and Elder Panxi, after a thousand years, it doesn't matter a single qiē. In order to hunt down Elder Panxi and find the "Pangu Jue", you left the Divine Realm for a thousand years, completely forgetting your responsibilities. The existence of the presbyterian church is not for individuals, but for the protection of the Pangu people. Now that the otherworldly creatures are about to move, and the new battle of the gods is about to begin, as the second elder of the Pangu clan, how will you deal with yourself? ”

St. Peccarius II sighed: "In order to obtain the Pangu Jue, I did not hesitate to run away from the divine realm, and my soul was reincarnated several times, and my physical body is long gone, and I will never be able to return......"

"I can take you back if you want."

"You?"

St. Peccari's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again, "Now that I am unrecognizable, where am I still the second elder of the Pangu clan?" What face has returned to the divine realm? ”

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