"Gollum ......"

The magma rushed, and huge bubbles of fire rose from it, and then burst into the air, exploding a fiery red.

In this magma, there are many mountain and rock platforms scattered around, like isolated islands on the sea.

Everywhere on the ground, there is an iron pillar deep in it.

The iron pillar is surrounded by one person, connected to the dome and connected to the mountain rock, and is burned red in this sea of fire.

And on top of those iron pillars, from time to time people were chained and hooped to them.

The bursting bubbles and the burning of the red iron pillars behind them tormented them all the time.

"Ahh

"Let me die, let me die!"

"You demons!"

Screams and screams are endless, depicting this scene of volcanic hell.

Between the iron pillars, there are many iron cables connected, which are also red and hot, and the raw meat is cooked when touched by one.

"Here!"

A few ghosts stepped on the chains and threw a few people to several platforms.

Guo Fan's body was stiff and his eyes were confused, and he allowed the ghost to tie himself to the iron pillar with chains.

This chain is full of barbs, into the flesh and bones, wrapped around the body several times, and then it is torture.

"......"

The clothes behind him touched the red iron pillar, and they were immediately incinerated.

The flesh made of hundreds of refinements also shook wildly, and the surface of the skin began to twist, billowing white smoke.

"Hmm!"

The heat extended from the skin to the inside, the five internal organs were like burning, and the intense pain made Guo Fan's face distort.

The beads of sweat on his forehead evaporated completely under the high temperature before they appeared.

He's in pretty good shape.

The other people's bodies were far inferior to him, and they immediately screamed miserably, and their bodies were like piping hot prawns.

Red all over.

Especially the Blue Saint Sect Holy Maiden was like smoke, this woman's skin was delicate, and she fainted in an instant.

However, it is Yi Nan, the master of the Fire Evil Gate, who is resistant to high temperatures because of the exercises, and he barely stands firm with his body.

"Heavenly Sword Sect Elder One Yuan?"

"Yes. ”

Yiyuan's body trembled, his eyes were confused, and when he heard the ghost's words, he actually opened his mouth to answer.

"Tell me about your Zhen Sect exercises. ”

The ghost flipped over his hand and took out the pen and paper from his arms.

I don't know what kind of material the pen and paper in his hand are made of, and they don't burn it in this high temperature.

The poisonous gas on the Huangquan Road, the medicinal properties in Meng Po soup, can make people lose their minds and cannot control themselves.

It's like being caught in the magic trick, and you must answer any questions.

Even if the innate master is stable, it is extremely difficult to hold on.

“......”

Yiyuan's expression was distorted, and his lips were bitten out of blood.

Apparently.

He was using his mind to fight against the medicinal power in his body.

"Heh......"

The ghost cha shook the brush in his hand and smiled disdainfully: "The medicinal power of Meng Po Tang will seep into your whole body over time, and the medicinal effect will become stronger and stronger, and eventually distort your consciousness, even if you cultivate Gang Qi, it will be difficult to resist." ”

"Anyway, you'll say it!"

"But ......"

He pursed his lips and said, "There are other people here today, so let's talk about a Heavenly Sword Sect's high-grade martial arts first!"

"I remember, there's a floating sword technique, right?"

"Yes. ”

Yiyuan's eyes loosened and he nodded slowly.

"Tell me about it. ”

The ghost bowed his head and took the pen and paper.

"The sword comes out of the float, and it doesn't remember the past. ”

Yiyuan's eyes were stunned, and he spoke slowly: "There are thirty-three sword techniques, and they have the ability to change everything. ”

"The first form, the Forgotten Dust Sword!"

“......”

"Hmm. ”

As he spoke, he remembered the ghost, nodded from time to time, and asked directly if he had something to understand.

And this Heavenly Sword Sect elder also seemed to be controlled by someone, answering all questions, leaving nothing out.

"That's it!"

After a while, the ghost put away the pen and paper, took a pill from his body and stuffed it into the mouth of One Yuan.

"This pill can keep you from dying for seven days. ”

"Of course, under normal circumstances. ”

The ghost shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't think about it, even if you want to kill yourself here, it's impossible!"

"Alright, next. ”

His body soared into the air and landed beside Yi Nan, the master of the Fire Demon Gate.

He also spoke: "Directly talk about the core exercises of the Fire Evil Sect, to get a liberation, or do you want to be ordinary first?"

Yi Nan was full of red hair, his body trembled, and his eyes were full of struggle when he heard the words, but he didn't say a word.

"Tut-tut......"

The ghost shook his head slightly: "Forget it, let's have an ordinary one first." ”

"Fire Robbery Claw!"

Yi Nan's voice was hoarse, and he said word by word: "You can gather fire energy on top of the claw strength, and there is no indestructible ability." ”

"It's not a small tone. ”

The ghost pursed his lips, saw his voice for a moment, and sighed again: "Forget it, you better continue." ”

"There are seven styles, divided into Flame Claw, Poison Flame Claw, Blood Flame Claw, Cold Flame Claw, Ten Square Claw, ......"

Yi Nan's voice was dull, his eyes were confused, and he told the exercises one by one like Yiyuan.

The subtlety of this kind of martial arts is more than the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin.

Nowadays.

The ghost cha pouted while writing, and seemed to be a little disgusted.

I don't seem to bother to transcribe it!

"Alright. ”

After transcribing, he jumped again and landed in front of Guo Fan.

"Zhao is invincible, the master of the Baquan Gate. ”

The ghost cha flipped through the paper and said, "If your Tiangang Overlord Body is handed over, you can ...... it."

"Huh?"

Halfway through his words, his face changed slightly.

"Interesting. ”

The ghost's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Guo Fan for a moment before saying: "I haven't become angry, but my heart is good, but I still can't sleep." ”

"Smack!"

He put pen and paper together and said, "If you hand over a high-grade martial art, you can get seven days of vitality, and you can get half a month of safety." ”

"If you can hand over a magic technique, you will get a three-month period, and you will be served with good food and wine. ”

"So ......"

"Your choice?"

Guo Fan closed his eyes and said nothing.

The magic technique in the other person's mouth is the magic of the world where the body is located, but the name is different.

He had, but he couldn't hand it over.

"Hey!"

The ghost shook his head and sighed: "In this volcanic hell, you are all riddled with sins, if you don't make amends, just accept the torture!"

At the moment, he didn't force it, his body shook, and he landed next to the unconscious Blue Saint Sect Holy Maiden Ruyan.

"Wake up!"

The ghost reached out with a big hand, pinched Ruyan's chin, and casually threw a pill into her mouth.

A moment later.

I opened my eyes groggily like smoke.

"Just say a practice. ”

The ghost squatted aside, unfolded the paper, and wrote down a sword technique called Qingfeng Portable Swordsmanship.

This is also a martial art, not too powerful, but extremely ingenious.

Cast with soft swords and colored satin.

can be within three feet of himself, and suddenly explode and hurt people, making people unguardable and unable to hide.

"That's it for today. ”

The ghost sent away the paper, but he didn't go to the Heavenly Sword Sect to return to the ruins, and Shi Shiran left here.

"New here. ”

After a few more moments, a dull shout rang out.

"Is there anything that can still squeak?"

Guo Fan tilted his head slightly.

I saw that a hundred steps away from him, there was a shirtless man who was tying himself to the iron pillar, looking from a distance.

"Duan Dingtian!"

Guiru's tired voice sounded: "Unexpectedly, you are not dead, and you are also locked up here." ”

Duan Dingtian?

Guo Fan's heart moved.

In Zhao Wudi's memory, there is such a number one person, who is a strong gangqi master.

This person was also an enemy of the underworld, and his whereabouts are unknown.

But I don't want to be locked up in this volcanic hell.

"Haha......"

Even if you are trapped here, the paragraph. ”

"Guiru Lao'er, I advise you not to be a thorn, I've been here for nearly three months, and people like you don't end well!"

It seems that the two of them know each other.

"How?"

Guiru's body trembled, and he spoke slowly.

"The Meng Po soup we drink is strangely poisonous, which can imprison the body and distort the mind, and it is impossible for human beings to stop it. ”

Duan Dingtian sighed and said, "If you resist hard, in the end, you will become an idiot, and your body will be dragged away and refined into a puppet zombie." ”

"The elixir in the hand of the ghost can relieve the power of the medicine. ”

"So, if you are honest and confide in the exercises, you can barely survive, otherwise you are killing yourself. ”

"Humph!"

Guixu snorted coldly, and his voice was angry: "Your Excellency, are you persuading me to hand over the inheritance method of the sect?"

"I'm kind. ”

Duan, you can also use ordinary exercises to exchange for antidotes, and you may not necessarily hand over the core methods. ”

"The ghost here also wants to torture more exercises, otherwise he wouldn't be worried that Meng Po Tang would ruin our consciousness. ”

Guixu spoke slowly: "If you hand over the exercises, you can live?"

"It's life extension!"

Duan Dingtian corrected: "The medicinal power of Meng Po Tang continues to accumulate, sooner or later the antidote will have no effect, and Duan's brain is not very clear now. ”

"And ......"

He glanced around and sneered.

"We are a volcanic hell here, and magma erupts underground from time to time, and whether or not we can survive at that time depends on luck!"

As he was talking, in front of Guo Fan, a huge bubble of fire rose.

"Peng!"

The bursting bubbles of fire sputtered out the lava, several of which fell on him.

This magma can easily melt steel.

Although Zhao Wudi's physical body is not weak, he can't urge his true qi after all, and his physical strength is seriously damaged, so he naturally can't bear it.

Moment.

Where the magma fell, the flesh melted, revealing the white bones inside.

"Hmm. ”

He snorted, his body trembling slightly.

"Brother, so capable!"

Duan Dingtian shouted: "Zhao Wudi, the master of the Baquan Sect, is right, if you don't become angry, you can resist the medicinal nature of Meng Po Soup, you are still the second!"

"Second place. ”

At this moment, Guo Fan has also put life and death aside, and regarded it as an experience, and said with a smile: "I don't know who the first one is?"

"It's me. ”

A soft voice rang out.

The direction in which the sound came from was not far from Duan Dingtian, coming from a platform that was wider than the others.

The iron pillar on it was also twice as thick.

The chains on the speaker's body were even denser, and there were many steel needles nailed into his body, even the Baihui point on the top of his head was not spared.

The treatment of this person is far superior to others!

Looking at it, the other party is only in his early thirties, with a face like a crown of jade and an extraordinary temperament.

Even though he was trapped in prison and his body was tortured, his face was still silent, and his eyes were as warm as jade.

Looking at it, it makes people's hearts feel relieved.

"Zhu Fu, I've seen two. ”

Guo Fan didn't react to this name, he just felt a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Guiru's face changed drastically, and his eyes showed shock.

"Zhu Fu, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Prince?"

Zhu Fu smiled bitterly: "Now that even the imperial court is gone, how can there be any prince in this world." ”

"Your Highness, don't be discouraged. ”

Guixu hurriedly spoke: "Now today, the heroes are fighting against the underworld, and the six provinces in western Sichuan are even more than hundreds of thousands of soldiers, ready to fight with them. ”

"You'll be able to get out!"

"Ha ......"

Zhu Fu raised his head and smiled wordlessly.

"I hope so. ”

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