Wu Luo had witnessed his clan being killed by the monster not long ago, and he had been abused by the monster in every way, which can be said to be jealous of the demon, seeing that the monster was not convinced, he immediately kicked it again, kicked it to the ground, stepped on the monster's back, and made it unable to move, the previous kick of Wu Luo was polite, but this time, Wu Luo's feet have used five points of strength, and even used a trace of the power of the melting totem.

The monster's bones began to rattle, as if they were about to break, his face showed a look of pain, but he still clenched his teeth and said nothing, but what made him feel the most uncomfortable was the power of the molten totem, his back gradually rose black smoke, emitting the smell of burnt flesh, his face was flushed, almost fainting, but he still refused to show the slightest intention of yielding.

"That's enough!" Xia Yu felt that this monster was becoming more and more suspicious, and was worried that Wu Luo would really kill it, so he stopped it, he saw that this monster was quite backbone, compared to Yin Li, who was also a human race but rebelled against the enemy, it was more respectable, so his tone was also a little softer: "Where does the human race aura on your body come from?

The monster gasped violently, unheard of Xia Yu's questioning.

Seeing this, Wu Luo said: "My lord, I think this monster doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see the coffin, and it just so happens that I will also have a little means of interrogation to extract confessions, so it is better to hand him over to me, keep him within a day, and he will be honestly and truthfully recruited!"

Wu Luo used to be the young patriarch of a clan, although his clan is a very small clan, but it has a very long and ancient heritage, for all kinds of cruel methods of interrogation and extortion of confessions, it can be said that he has a unique experience, even those big tribes may not be able to compare, he said this, naturally he has quite confidence.

Xia Yu didn't really want to be tortured, but after listening to Wu Luo's words, his heart moved, and he deliberately asked, "Oh, then how are you going to extract a confession?"

Wu Luo was stunned for a moment, and then comprehended, knowing that Xia Yu wanted to scare the monster, so he said, "I plan to invite him to drink soup!"

"Soup?" Xia Yu couldn't help but be a little curious, he had only heard a little about the Wuluo clan's methods of coercing confessions, but he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Wu Luo said: "Yes, the soup I want to invite him to drink is not an ordinary broth, nor is it a medicinal soup, but lava soup, first put the earth and stone into the pot, and then I urge the molten totem to raise the temperature, then I can turn the earth into lava, and then pour these lava into the mouth of this monster, in our clan's saying, this method is called drinking soup!"

When Xia Yu heard this, he couldn't help but secretly feel a little chilled, and said in his heart: "How high is the temperature of Wu Luo's molten totem, it is a few points higher than my flame power, and it is poured into the stomach of this monster, I am afraid that it will burn him to the stomach at once!" He turned his face and asked the monster: "Let me ask you one last time, where does the Terran breath on your body come from?"

The monster's face showed a brief hesitation, but soon, it regained its indifference.

Xia Yu frowned, of course he admired the backbone of this monster, but the monster is a monster after all, since he refused to give in, he didn't bother to continue to waste his work, after all, Huaxia Shenzhou is still facing a big dilemma, how much secret can this little monster have? Compared with the fate of Huaxia Shenzhou, it is definitely not worth mentioning.

So he waved his hand, motioned to hand over the monster to Wu Luo, and turned around and went back to his room.

Xia Yu's room is on the second floor, near the west head, along the corridor, to the east is the room of the Third War Division, the Second World War Division, and the Great War Division. When the sun first rose, his room was darkened with little light.

After several days of fighting, he was also tired at the moment, although he was worried about the current predicament, but after all, he couldn't find a way to solve it for a while, so he didn't think about it anymore, and lay down and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already the early morning of the next day, and the fatigue had almost disappeared, and it was quiet all around. Even the sound of the waves outside can be heard clearly, at this hour, most of the people on the Huaxia Shenzhou have fallen asleep, only the bottom of the cabin, there are faint one or two terrible screams, Xia Yu knows that this is Wu Luo is torturing those captured monsters, wanting to get information about the Zhaoyao Mansion from the monsters.

Hearing that Wu Luo was still tortured so late, Xia Yu couldn't help but secretly admire, obviously, since the end of the battle yesterday morning, Wu Luo has not rested, and has been tortured until now, the load on the body must be very heavy, which also shows that Wu Luo's will is indeed much stronger than ordinary people, and it is precisely because of this that Wu Luo was able to survive tenaciously by being cruelly abused by the demon clan on Biyou Island, while his people did not have such strong willpower, and they were all tortured to death.

Xia Yu decided not to disturb Wu Luo, so he stayed in the room, he walked to the front of the cabinet in the corner, opened one of the drawers, and there was a delicate box inside, he carefully took the box out, lifted the lid of the box, and saw a scroll of paintings with a simple appearance inside.

In the eyes of those who don't know, this may be just an ordinary picture scroll, just a little age, but in fact, this picture scroll is priceless, or even a city, it is not as good as this picture scroll.

When it comes to this picture scroll, we have to start with the Jiuyang clan that still existed a few decades ago, the Jiuyang clan is one of the oldest tribes among all the tribes of the human race, and even the commander of the human race, Emperor Yan, is said to be inextricably linked with the blood of this tribe.

And within the Jiuyang clan, there has always been a secret, this secret, only the highest level of the clan is qualified to know, the Jiuyang clan people of all generations have guarded this secret, and regarded this secret as the key to the revitalization of the Jiuyang clan, even if the whole clan perishes, this secret must be kept.

This secret is the scroll that Xia Yu is holding in his hand at the moment.

The name of this picture scroll is called Jiuding Zhenjing!

Ding, the instrument to suppress the world, within the Jiuyang family, there is still a saying about this Jiuding Sutra, that is, those who get Jiuding can win the world!

It is precisely because of this sentence that the Jiuyang clan must keep this secret, otherwise, it will not only arouse the suspicion of the royal family, but also attract many ambitious people.

It was only later, because of the strength of the demon clan and the extinction of the Jiuyang clan, that this secret was passed on, and Chi Songzi knew this secret at this time, if it weren't for this, this picture scroll would not have fallen into Xia Yu's hands at this moment.

Jiuding True Scripture, not everyone can cultivate, it has very strict requirements for the bloodline of cultivators, even if it is the Jiuyang clan, the geniuses of the past dynasties combined, practiced to the highest, but only practiced to the fifth layer, and that genius, it still took almost a lifetime, until old age, to overcome the difficulties, practice to the fifth layer.

As for the others, most of them stop at the second layer, and there are very few who can practice to the third level, and those who practice to the fourth level are even rarer, and as for the fifth layer, there is only one person.

And Xia Yu has also practiced to the second level at this moment, and it is because of the strength of the Pangu totem, so that Xia Yu can use the power of growth, so as to survive the madness encountered in the cultivation process and repair the remnants of the body, otherwise, he is already a dead man now, and it is impossible to practice to the second layer at a young age.

It's just that now, if he wants to make some progress, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, and it is by no means an overnight achievement.

Xia Yu has not seen the third layer of the Jiuding True Scripture, how powerful it is, even the red pine nuts, he has not seen it, he has just heard of it, so Xia Yu feels that this may be the only chance to defeat the mocking wind, although it is very slim, but as long as there is a glimmer of life, Xia Yu feels that he should try it.

If you can really defeat the mocking wind, then the situation of Huaxia Shenzhou will be greatly improved, with Zhaoyao Mansion as a base, you will have the qualifications to be deeply rooted, and then gradually develop and grow, continue to absorb the Terrans in exile, recruit the elite and strong among them, not only can restore the strength of Huaxia Shenzhou, and even be able to form a more powerful Terran army, at that time, there will be capital to fight with the Demon Emperor Candle Jiuyin, and the revival of the Terran will no longer be a mirror and unpredictable.

Thinking of this, Xia Yu couldn't help but be a little excited, but when he calmed down and began to seriously study the third layer of the Jiuding True Scripture, his excited heart slowly cooled down.

After all, the Jiuding True Scripture is a magnificent scripture, and for thousands of years, how many talented geniuses have not been able to cross the moat, which is also blocked in front of Xia Yu's eyes.

The essence of the Jiuding Sutra is to mobilize the qi and blood in the body, change the route of the qi and blood, and stimulate all the power of the body, and concentrate on one point to form a terrifying explosive force.

But you must know that the human body is naturally formed by nature, and the route of qi and blood is determined by heaven, and if you want to change this, it is equivalent to going against the sky, and the resistance and danger in the process can be imagined.

Xia Yu began to just look at the third layer of the Jiuding True Scripture, and he felt as if there was an insurmountable mountain standing in front of him, and he didn't know where to start if he wanted to climb and leapfrog.

But he was not discouraged and still watched carefully, not letting go of the slightest detail. It is difficult for ordinary people to have such concentration, but Xia Yu has been accustomed to being alone since he was a child, accustomed to loneliness, and his concentration is different from ordinary people, even if he sits all day in a row, he will not feel too uncomfortable.