Prison.

Four black chains locked Sun Wukong to the four pillars, the chains were thicker than the pillars and colder than ice.

Sun Wukong's body was covered in blood, and his face was blurred with blood.

Behind him was a huge plate of nails, and on his head was a pot of charcoal that burned red.

In front of him was a small door, guarded by two masked men.

There were no windows in the prison, only a door that was opaque, but it was as bright as day, for the floor was full of white candles.

Sun Wukong raised his head, pulled his hands hard, only heard the sound of "dang", the chains trembled twice, the candle flame on the ground was almost extinguished, and the red-hot charcoal in the brazier on his head almost fell on his body, but the iron chain was intact.

has been locked up here for a day and a night, and Sun Wukong doesn't know how many times he has pulled it, but every time he pulls it, the chains on his body have no other changes except for trembling.

His hands had turned purple, his feet were swollen, and his body was cold and painful with blood and sweat.

At this time, the closed door suddenly opened, and Yang Jian walked in: "Fighting to defeat the Buddha, this thousand-year-old cold iron is the most indestructible thing in the Three Realms, even if you have high mana and great strength, you will not be able to pull it." ”

"Erlang Zhenjun. The two masked men said respectfully.

Yang Jian walked straight to Sun Wukong, grabbed Sun Wukong's head, and teased: "Fight to defeat the Buddha, why don't you move?"

Sun Wukong slowly raised his head, he looked at Yang Jian with a hideous face, and said with a dying breath: "Monster, if you have the ability, kill Lao Sun!"

"Tsk............ Tut............ Tsk............" Yang Jian let go of Sun Wukong, shook his head and said: "Fight to defeat the Buddha, how can I kill you? Now, are you very cold? Isn't it painful? Are you hungry?"

Yang Jian suddenly turned his head, he stared at Sun Wukong's eyes and said, "Fight to defeat the Buddha, as long as you say where Nezha is, I will let you go, and you don't have to suffer from this flesh and skin, how about it?"

"Monster, your grandfather Sun is not frightened, you want my grandson to tell me where the third prince is, it is impossible, you can use any despicable means!" Sun Wukong spat on Yang Jian's face.

Yang Jian wiped the saliva off his face, he looked at Sun Wukong angrily, but the next second, he smiled: "Sun Wukong, although you have a body that is not bad, but the pain is still there, although I can't kill you, but I can torture you, I want you to live better than death! I want you to kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Yang Jian stretched out his hand, and a long whip appeared in his hand.

only heard the sound of "pop" twice, Sun Wukong was already covered in bruises, and after these two whips, he immediately opened his skin and flesh, and blood flowed sideways.

"How is it, do you say it or not?" Yang Jian asked viciously with a whip against Sun Wukong's chin.

"Phew!"

Although Sun Wukong was already exhausted, he still said with a smile: "Monster, you are so capable, you are itching grandpa!"

Yang Jian was completely furious, he frantically waved the whip in his hand, and whipped it on Sun Wukong's body again and again.

"You don't say it! You don't say it!" Yang Jian was already on the verge of madness, his face was already distorted, his bloodshot eyes were almost protruding from his sockets, and his eyes were like beasts.

"Monkey King!!Monkey King!!I'm going to kill you!!!Kill you!!" Yang Jian roared, the power in his hands getting bigger and bigger, and the sound of whipping getting louder and louder.

"Smack!!

"Smack!!

"Smack!!!!!

A chilling sound, a scene that people can't bear to look at.

Sun Wukong's face was bruised and sweaty, but he gritted his teeth tightly and didn't say a word.

Yang Jian didn't know how long he fought, and Sun Wukong's blood didn't know how much he shed, and finally, Yang Jian stopped.

The whip in Yang Jian's hand was already full of minced meat, and Sun Wukong's body was full of holes, and even bones were exposed in some places.

The candles on the ground had been half extinguished, and the prison, which was originally as bright as day, instantly dimmed.

Sen Sen's white bones, scarlet flesh and blood, coupled with Yang Jian's distorted and deformed face, in this dark and cramped prison, it was very eerie and terrifying.

Yang Jian gasped, his hands had been worn out by the rough whip.

suffered such a beating, Sun Wukong's head was not lowered, but raised higher.

Yang Jian and Sun Wukong just looked at each other.

One second............

Two seconds............

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Ten seconds passed............

Finally, Yang Jian spoke: "Sun Wukong, don't be complacent, even if you don't say it, I have a way to find Nezha, when I catch Nezha, I will definitely lock him up with you, I want you to feel the most inhumane torture in the Three Realms!"

After saying these words, Yang Jian looked up to the sky and laughed, he knocked over the brazier on Sun Wukong's head, and the red charcoal fell on Sun Wukong's body.

Just listening to the sound of "bang", Sun Wukong's skin and flesh were scorched and rotten.

Finally, Sun Wukong snorted and fainted.

On the ground, there are still unextinguished sparks in the overturned brazier, these sparks are at the feet of Sun Wukong, and after a while, a little spark actually ignited a raging fire, and the strange thing is that this fire is blue!

The fire scorched Sun Wukong's body, and in the fire, Sun Wukong groaned in pain, the monkey hair on his body had been scorched by the fire, and his clothes were also reduced to nothing in the fire.

I only heard Yang Jian's voice coming from outside the door: "Sun Wukong, the taste of being burned by the hell fire is not pleasant, tomorrow is your last deadline, if you don't say it, I will definitely let you die in my hands!"

The demonic laughter faded away until it was gone.

The fire is still burning, but Sun Wukong has already woken up............

Heavenly Realm, Tonghua Palace.

"How is it, did Sun Wukong say it?"

"The subordinates are incompetent, the Monkey King has a hard mouth, and the subordinates have exhausted all their tricks, but he just refuses to tell Nezha's whereabouts!"

"The throne of the Jade Emperor is already within reach, but if Nezha is still alive, then we will never be at ease, because he is always a hidden danger, do you understand?"

"The subordinates understand, the subordinates will go to the prison, this time, the subordinates must let Sun Wukong tell Nezha's whereabouts. ”

"Wait. ”

"What else do you command?"

"That Monkey King has the incorruptible body of King Kong, and now he has become a fighting Buddha, and he has eaten the void grass, and within the Three Realms, almost no one can kill him. Nezha is certainly a hidden danger, but Sun Wukong is ten times more terrifying than Nezha. If he really doesn't say it, you will kill him with a Gu, so as not to have too many dreams at night!"