The Pure Heart Pill is an auxiliary elixir that keeps the monk awake at all times, and its main effect is to keep the monk's heart clear when he falls into a coma or hallucination.

At the same time, it can also be used to torture people, the monk is likely to pass out when receiving inhuman torture, but under the effect of the Pure Heart Pill, the will of the tortured person can always be kept awake.

Yan Batian took the Qingxin Pill for Long Bin, and used the mana like "needle" to help him digest it, which shows the resentment towards Long Bin in his heart.

"Give you a good time? Then let me ask you, who will give my beloved disciple Wei Wuya a good time?"

The contemptuous expression made Long Bin, who was suffering in pain, secretly ashamed, that Wei Wuya, who he looked down on, although he was in a cold sweat all over his body when he was suffering such inhuman torture as soul draining and snatching babies, he was silent from beginning to end, let alone begging for mercy.

Although the pain he endured now has doubled under the blessing of the Pure Heart Pill, it seems to be slightly inferior to the pain of taking the baby from the soul.

At this time, in Long Bin's heart, he couldn't help but admire Wei Wuya, who was not as good as himself.

"Could it be that I am equivalent to a high-level demon cultivator of the demon race who has been cultivated by a god stage cultivator of the human race, and I am not as good as an ordinary primordial infant stage monk of the human race?"

Recalling the situation when he inflicted the Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul Punishment on Wei Wuya, as well as Wei Wuya's calm face and indifferent eyes, Long Bin's heart was not calm.

Immediately, he forcibly held back the extreme pain from the depths of his soul, the golden blood was still flowing, and the cold sweat was still like a spring, but Long Bin did not make a sound in his mouth.

But at this moment, Wei Wuya, who was tortured by him, was the boss in his heart.

"Why don't you scream? Could it be that you are suddenly dumb? I want to see how hard the bones of the high-level demon cultivators of the demon clan are!"

Before the words fell, the cruelty at the corners of Yan Batian's mouth had appeared, and the evil qi on his body was like a flood that had burst the embankment.

"Tear Pull"

It was as if a large piece of the stone wall had been torn out, and the skin behind Long Bin was like a thin layer of cloth, all out of his body, and blood was oozing out.

"Skinned!"

The group of god-transforming stage cultivators who had almost lost their ability to act under the pressure of Yan Batian's soul couldn't help but gasp when they saw this situation, only to feel that their juniors were cold, and they were actually scared out of a cold sweat.

Two columns of white gas erupted in his nostrils, and Long Bin's patience seemed to have reached its limit. The body trembled uncontrollably, but still did not scream. Suddenly, a puff of smoke enveloped him completely.

"Hahaha! It's finally about to show its original form! Long Bin, which group of demon clans do you belong to?"

The tortured demon cultivator made him appear as a prototype, which was enough to prove that the pain he suffered was definitely beyond the limit.

In the smoke, a huge and winding creature faded into obscurity. This is a magical demon beast, I saw that its head was like a cow, its horns were like a deer, its mouth was like a donkey, its ears were like an elephant, its scales were like a fish, its belly was like a snake, its claws were like an eagle, and it looked like a huge golden python that could fly from a distance.

"Dragon Clan! Long Bin, he turned out to be the most noble dragon clan in the demon clan?"

Looking at the huge and sinuous golden chameleon whose head was still under Yan Batian's control, all the monks present were not calm.

The dragon clan is the supreme species of the demon clan, the number is extremely rare, and every member of the dragon clan, regardless of whether its realm is high or low, has a very high status in the clan.

"What's crazy about the demon clan? Why didn't I find out that he was a dragon when I searched for the soul?"

Looking at the huge dragon golden chameleon whose back had been torn apart by a large piece of dragon scales under his control, Yan Batian's heart was shocked and incomparable.

It is impossible for the dragon clan to appear in this immortal cultivation realm at all, this is basic common sense. Because any member of the dragon clan will directly rank in the immortal class after it becomes an adult, and become an extremely powerful demon immortal in the immortal world.

If a member of the dragon clan appeared in the immortal cultivation realm, its status in the demon clan would be at least equal to that of the demon clan's demon cultivator during the tribulation period, or even a little higher.

"What happened to the demon clan? In this immortal cultivation world, there is a dragon like a fairy beast? If you don't protect it well, forget it, and let it go deep into the human race to be an undercover agent and a spy? Let a member of the dragon clan exchange me for a human race god stage monk who may become a monk in the Tribulation Period, is it worth it?"

A series of questions made Yan Batian dizzy, and he could hardly help himself.

"You Terrans have the audacity to beat me back to the prototype and also hurt my precious dragon scales, your entire Terran race is ready to accept the wrath of the fairy beasts!"

A hoarse cry came from the mouth of the golden chameleon's blood basin dragon, and the words were like a hammer pounding on the chest of the Divine Stage monks, and the feeling of annoyance made them want to spurt blood.

"Hmph! It's just a small reptilian snake, and he dares to show off his might on our human territory, and he also tortured my disciple like ten thousand ghosts devouring souls, I think you're tired of living!"

After a short ideological struggle, the cold gaze reappeared in Yan Batian's eyes.

"Dare to kill my beloved wife's entire family, dare to torture my beloved disciple with ten thousand ghosts devouring souls, don't say that you are still a little demon cultivator, even if it is a real demon immortal, I will take off your dragon beard, disgusting and disgusting you!"

Crazy anger surged in Yan Batian's heart, and with a wave of his hand, the dragon scales on the back of the golden chameleon were lifted again.

The huge dragon body finally struggled under the pressure of the soul of the Yan Batian Tribulation Period. The place where the dragon's tail swept over, the sky suddenly collapsed, and all of them were destroyed beyond recognition. As long as the demon cultivator recovers his true appearance, his strength will undoubtedly increase greatly.

"I'm going to wreak havoc here! See if I don't pick your dragon skin! Draw your dragon tendons! Take your dragon pill!"

The body swelled up sharply again, and Yan Batian's entire body suddenly turned red, like a bloody person. Anyone can see that kind of overdraft of life.

At the same time, the entire soul coercion from the Tribulation Period cultivator was all acting on the golden chameleon, and the golden chameleon finally gradually narrowed the scope of struggle under the full strength of Yan Batian.

The surrounding cultivators who had lifted the pressure on the souls of the monks of the Tribulation Period finally regained their original vitality. Looking at the golden dragon with the scales off their backs, after looking at each other, they could see the light of extreme fear and shock in each other's eyes.

Yan Batian's strength was so strong, although it was only possible to use forbidden techniques to overdraw his life, but it was also something they had never dared to imagine before.

If Yan Batian used this forbidden technique to deal with them, I am afraid that more than half of all the Transformation Stage cultivators present would have to be damaged on this Terran Holy Land, Tianyuan Mountain.