"It's a pity, you definitely won't be able to leave alive today, and Li Mo who came with you, this mountain range is the burial place of the two of you, and everything that happened here will definitely not be known by a second person, everyone will think that all this is done by evil cultivators, and it has nothing to do with my Murong clan."

At the same time as saying this, Murong Old Ancestor raised his foot again, and with the sound of broken bones, he stepped on Xiang Xiaotian's other leg.

Since he said that he would torture the other party fiercely, he would not kill him easily, and he must let Xiang Xiaotian taste what despair is, and let him know that the dignity of the strong is not something that a hairy boy can touch.

Xiang Xiaotian's limbs were abolished, only one left arm was still intact, and as for the rest of his body, it was even more miserable.

The body was covered with blood, the wounds were scorched by the flames, the meridians in the body were destroyed, the five internal organs were damaged, the blood and qi were empty, and the tortured was inhuman, and the whole person was considered a waste.

This is a real heart-rending pain and inhumane torture.

Such a cruel scene, if some mortals saw it, they would probably faint to death.

The other side.

Outside the Tianyin Mountains.

Shen Tianjue's eyes were red, and his body erupted with astonishing blood and qi fluctuations, and his body was like a flood furnace, constantly spewing out powerful energy fluctuations, wanting to break through the divine furnace that suppressed him.

Shen Tianjue is a short-tempered and extremely protective person.

Today, his disciple was tortured to such an extent in front of him, he couldn't swallow this breath no matter what, no matter who Murong Tian was, who was behind him, he had to rush over and tear the other party alive, whoever dared to stand in his way, he would definitely destroy the other party without hesitation.

"Old man Lin, I'll ask you one last time, will you let me out!"

Shen Tianjue opened his mouth, and anyone could hear the anger in his words.

"Don't let go, I'll bear all the consequences!"

Lin Daotian ignored the other party at all and responded decisively.

At this moment, he was staring at the bronze mirror in front of him with all his body, the spiritual power in his body was surging, and he was ready to shoot at any time, once Murong Tian wanted to kill him, he would make a move as soon as possible.

His heart was also anxious, and he secretly wondered if he was wrong.

Because Xiang Xiaotian has been tortured to such a situation, the special power hidden in his body still has no movement, and it does not look like it has been stimulated.

However, it has come to this point, and it is useless to say more, so we can only let the situation develop.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang in the divine furnace behind him.

It was Shen Tianjue bombarding the Divine Furnace.

Lin Daotian didn't care, as if he hadn't heard it, he didn't care about the crackling sound coming from behind him, and stared intently at the bronze mirror in front of him.

……

"Click!"

Murong Old Ancestor raised his foot again and stepped on Xiang Xiaotian's last arm, completely turning him into a waste.

At this point, Xiang Xiaotian's limbs were broken, and the injuries in his body were even more miserable, if there was no spiritual object that was more than three thousand years old to heal, he basically could not be healed, and he could only be a waste person in this life.

"What about your arrogance? Why don't you speak now, is it because the pain is so strong that you don't even have the strength to speak? Murong Old Ancestor looked at Xiang Xiaotian and said.

What surprised him was that when he stepped on Xiang Xiaotian's last arm, the other party didn't react at all except for staring at him with a pair of tiger eyes, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

This abnormal scene immediately made Murong Old Ancestor unhappy, and his brows were raised high.

If he tortured Xiang Xiaotian, he would hear his painful wail, so that he could not survive or die, because only in this way could he unravel the hatred in his heart and make him feel that the humiliation he had suffered was unraveled.

Now that the other party is not moving, it can't help but make him a little disappointed, he needs to find a way to stimulate the other party again, he hasn't enjoyed Xiang Xiaotian's screams enough.

Then, Murong Old Ancestor glanced at the two-headed tiger king next to him, his pupils turned, and his heart suddenly became attentive.

"See how long you can be hard-mouthed!"

The light in Murong Old Ancestor's hand flashed, and a sharp long sword appeared.

"I just said that I want to cut off your flesh piece by piece and feed it to the demon beast, and now the old man is going to do it, let you taste what it is like to cut off the flesh and feed the demon beast."

Murong Lao Zu is a narrow-minded person, and Xiang Xiaotian's humiliation of him before is firmly remembered in his heart, and if he doesn't torture and torture Xiang Xiaotian ruthlessly, it will be difficult to understand the hatred in his heart.

And the two-headed tiger king on the side, after hearing Murong Old Ancestor's thoughts, sighed in his heart and was frightened.

"After all, I still didn't dodge!" The two-headed tiger king said secretly in his heart.

Because it seems to be the only monster here!

To be honest, this scene is the most terrifying scene for it.

If it chooses not to eat Xiang Xiaotian's flesh and blood, there is no doubt that this unfathomable old man will definitely slap himself to death.

If it chooses to eat the flesh and blood of the next Xiao Tian, then another young man who promised to give it an elixir to help it advance to a third-order demon beast will definitely not let him go.

When the time comes, let alone give it the elixir, I'm afraid that the young man will directly slash it with a sword, and then dig out the demon beast crystal nucleus in its body and use it to practice medicine.

This is a multiple-choice question that no matter how it chooses, it will not end well.

At this moment, the heart of the two-headed tiger king was very anxious, like an ant on a hot pot, and he didn't know what to do.

And Murong Old Ancestor obviously didn't care about its thoughts, or didn't give it room to negotiate at all, and completely used it as a tool.

Under the sincere and terrified gaze of the two-headed tiger king, he slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and on the sharp sword body, a cold light was refracted, and at a glance, it made people feel creepy.

Besides, Xiang Xiaotian, in the face of Murong Old Ancestor's threat, looking at the long sword he slowly raised, his face was expressionless, he didn't even frown, he was very calm, the only thing that was not calm was his eyes.

The tiger eyes under the sword eyebrows stared at each other, their eyes were filled with extreme anger, and they couldn't wait to immediately skyrocket their cultivation for five hundred years, blast Murong Tian with one punch, and avenge those mortals who died.

Because there has long been a rule in the cultivation world, no matter what the circumstances, a monk is not allowed to do anything to slaughter a city and destroy a village, if a monk really does such a thing, then he will be branded as a demon cultivator or an evil cultivator, and what he will face is the anger of the entire righteous path cultivation world, and he will be attacked by a crowd.

In the face of the siege of the entire righteous path, even the real demon cultivators will be destroyed and beaten to the point of being scattered.

Therefore, for a long time, even if there were demon cultivators who slaughtered the city in order to refine the magic weapon, it was done secretly, and no one dared to do it openly.

As a righteous person, when he encountered the demon cultivator who slaughtered the city and destroyed the village, he naturally wanted to do the Tao for the heavens, but he was not his opponent.

This is the first time that Xiang Xiaotian feels angry because he is weak, he hates, hates that his cultivation is too weak, hates that he can't even deal with a monk who kills innocents indiscriminately, hates that he can only die like this, but he can't avenge those mortals who died.

"Old man, see if you are really not afraid of pain, or if you are not afraid of pain!"

Murong Old Ancestor's eyes flashed, and he waved the long sword in his hand and slashed towards Xiang Xiaotian.

Seeing this, the two-headed tiger king on the side knew that he could not hesitate any longer and needed to make a decision quickly.

Before the sword in Murong Old Ancestor's hand slashed into Xiang Xiaotian's body, a voice sounded.

"Bang!"

The two-headed tiger king endured the pressure of spiritual power, exerted all his strength, and slammed his head into a boulder next to him.

Suddenly, the Tiger King let out a wail, even if it was a second-order top-level demon beast, in this impact, the head that was hit broke and the blood flowed, and his eyes went black, and he passed out.

The two-headed tiger king chose the third path very strongly.

No, it's it that has carved out a third path for itself.

Murong Old Ancestor, who was about to swing his sword, heard the voice, turned his head to look, and saw the two-headed tiger king fainting with blood on his head, and a puddle of broken stones beside him.

Obviously, in the head-to-head confrontation with the Tiger King, it didn't win, but it didn't lose either, although it ended up in pieces, but it also managed to knock the other party out......

"Damn brute, do you think it's okay to faint, what does the old man tell you to do, you have to give the old man what to do, if you want to dodge by fainting, it's impossible!"

How could Murong Old Ancestor not understand its thoughts, and immediately took the long sword and walked towards the Tiger King, wanting to wake up the Tiger King.

"We must cut off this kid's flesh and feed it to the demon beast, and then kill him, the old man wants him to taste the taste of despair in pain." Murong Old Ancestor said coldly, his eyes were fierce, and he wanted to take revenge on Xiang Xiaotian.

On the other hand, Xiang Xiaotian, his limbs were wasted, and he didn't even have the strength to get up, his body was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, and he kept muttering a sentence in his mouth.

"Strength, I need strength, I'm going to tear this bastard alive!"

As if in response to Xiang Xiaotian, there seemed to be a Qin Xuan in the depths of his body that had been broken, making a clear sound.

Bang!

However, this voice could only be heard by Xiang Xiaotian himself, and even Murong Old Ancestor, who was walking towards the two-headed Tiger King, did not notice anything abnormal.

However, at this moment, Xiang Xiaotian was already overwhelmed by anger, and his mind was full of those innocent dead people and the executioner in front of him.

I didn't notice the sound of the piano hyun breaking at all.

As the voice sounded, a strange energy gushed out from the depths of his body, silently improving his physique.

The blood qi consumed by the forbidden technique began to recover slowly, the broken meridians were being reconnected, and the wounds on the body began to heal slowly.

When he felt the changes in his body, he didn't wait to react, and a suction force suddenly surged from within Zhihai, pulling his consciousness into it.

Although he also tried to resist in the process, the suction force was very terrifying, and it was not allowed to resist at all, just like a barbarian god and a mortal tug-of-war, the difference in strength was so big that he couldn't compete with it at all, and Xiang Xiaotian was that mortal.

The sudden inexplicable pulling force just dragged his consciousness into the depths of the sea of consciousness, without any intention of hurting him in the process.