After Mo Fei adjusted his body in front of the door, he resolutely pushed open the door of the colon purgatory space. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was still a familiar demon passage, it may be that the beast king's aura that Mo Fei had refined in the beast purgatory space was still there, and the monsters did not immediately attack Mo Fei, but collectively took a few steps back, staring at Mo Fei vigilantly.

Murphy also put himself into the state of the Beastmaster, and roared under his breath to order them to get out of the way.

Under Murphy's warning, some of the monsters slowly moved out of the way, and Murphy was about to move forward, but a larger monster sprang out from the other side of the passage, roaring and baring its teeth and staring at Murphy viciously.

Murphy also roared angrily at the Monster King to get out of the way, telling it that he was just passing by, and that he didn't want to threaten its position in the land.

The Demon Monster King hesitated, but it may have been the bloody qi oozing from the wound on Mo Fei's body that stimulated it, and it did not let go like the Demon Monster King who pierced through the purgatory space, but suddenly pounced on Mo Fei.

Mo Fei knew that this battle was inevitable, so he condensed all his willpower, like an arrow off the string, and rushed directly towards the Demon Monster King without showing weakness.

Mo Fei easily dodged the Demon Monster King's minions in the air, collided with it fiercely, and after successfully knocking the Demon Monster King to the side, Mo Fei immediately rushed forward.

"Roar!"

The Demon Monster King gave an order, and all the demon monsters rushed towards Mo Fei one after another, and Mo Fei forcefully rushed away countless demon monsters, and with a scarred body, he successfully entered the intestinal purgatory space.

As soon as Mo Fei entered the space, before he could see anything clearly, he felt that his head was hit by a heavy blow, and he immediately became dizzy, his eyes were full of stars, and he was about to fall.

Then he heard a cold voice say, "Lock him up and drag him over." ”

Murphy's limbs and neck were firmly locked by cold iron cables, and he was dragged to a heavy boiler.

There was also a raging fire burning under the boiler, and the heat inside the boiler was rolling, and the gurgling sound of constant boiling could be heard.

"Put it on the shelves, fill it with juice!" the cold voice ordered again.

Mo Fei was immediately stretched limbs apart, and he was heavily tied with iron cables and fixed to an iron frame in the shape of a "gong".

It was only then that Murphy came to his senses, and he saw an ugly man in black clamp his mouth with a large, long iron clamp, so that his mouth could not be closed.

Another man in black stood by the boiler, scooping a spoonful of the boiler's juice with a long-handled metal spoon and pouring it into Murphy's mouth.

Mo Fei couldn't help but be shocked, even if it was ordinary white water, it was unbearable to pour it directly into the body in this boiling state. The intestines and internal organs are the most vulnerable places in the human body, and even if they cultivate every day, the internal organs cannot withstand the damage of this intensity. According to Murphy's observations, the juice was unusually viscous, more like a liquid that had been refined into some kind of metal.

Mo Fei was tied so tightly that he couldn't move the slightest, even his head was fixed firmly, and he couldn't resist at all. He had to do his best to put himself into a state of "divine wholeness" to reduce the damage this thing did to him.

However, no matter how hard Mo Fei tried, he still couldn't fully enter the state of "divine wholeness".

Whew!

As the juice entered, Murphy's expression immediately distorted and deformed, making him truly taste the feeling of being burned inside.

Bursts of smoke and smell of roasted meat came out of Mo Fei's mouth, and the sound of many black-clothed people laughing could be heard around him.

Murphy was in pain, he could clearly feel that the hot juice was slowly flowing into his body after entering his mouth, constantly incinerating his esophagus, stomach, and intestines.

However, this semi-"spiritual" state, although it did not make him die in a coma immediately, but it also made him taste the pain from the inside out, which hurt into the bone marrow.

One spoonful is filled, and the next spoonful is poured in......

You want to torture Lao Tzu to death, but Lao Tzu will not die.

Murphy's strong and unyielding will to survive is also supporting him in his fight against these metal scorching currents.

Burst!

With his strong willpower, Murphy squirted out a spoonful of the metallic juice that had just been poured into his mouth, and the sound of laughter around him immediately turned into a terrible scream.

The two men in black who were the first to bear the brunt of the latte clamp and the ladle were burned the hardest, and the two abandoned the clamp and the ladle, covered their faces with their hands, and rolled on the ground moaning in pain.

Without the restraints of the iron clips, Mo Fei laughed out loud and said, "This thing tastes good, let's try it together!"

"Replace people, I will disturb his will with my spirit, you take a big spoon and pour it on me. I'd like to see how hard he really is!" said the cold voice.

After the man finished speaking, two more men in black came over, one clamped Mo Fei's mouth again with an iron tong, and the other changed to a long-handled spoon twice as large as just now, scooped a large spoonful of metal juice, and suddenly poured it into Mo Fei's mouth.

At the same time, Mo Fei felt a wisp of divine soul enter his body, making him unable to concentrate his willpower any longer, and this large spoonful of metal juice ingested him, causing his five internal organs to burn.

Mo Fei endured this extraordinary pain, and said in his heart: Isn't this purgatory space just about cultivating the intestines and internal organs! Okay, I understand your intentions, come on, let these burning currents come more violently, Lao Tzu has passed more than a dozen levels, will you still be afraid of this kind of exercise on the inside of the body!

After Murphy realized this and confronted it directly with a fearless spirit, the pain of the scorching incineration also subsided slightly.

"Interesting, in my purgatory, you're the first one in my purgatory space to last so long and be so sober. Well, we'll have a chance to do the second step this time, inject juice into his veins and add some copper and iron to the pot. The cold voice sounded again.

Come on, Lao Tzu thank you for taking care of you, Lao Tzu can use this copper and iron juice to cultivate into copper viscera and iron intestines, and from then on the body will be the same inside and outside, and the physical body will inevitably be stronger.

Also, if you use the mixed sap of copper and iron that enters your body to refine some metal soul thorns and inner arrows, the effect will definitely be very good, ha!

Mo Fei simply regarded this painful inhuman torture as an auxiliary cultivation, and on a whim, he began to refine the essence of copper and iron juice with his powerful willpower, wanting to refine it into metal soul thorns and inner arrows.