"Xu" is very calm now, as a desert person, his experience is not so plain and stable, more often he needs to face problems and dangers by himself.

When he was in the dragon reverse plane before, he was shamelessly attacked, and he couldn't even escape. It was a bit unexpected to wake up now, he didn't think he would be alive. And feeling the surroundings, "Void" was sure that he had left the dragon reverse plane. But where is this place? Who is this angry figure in front of him? Why not kill him?

"This Jun Xue is not counted, there is no way to live in the Yama of the Underworld here, wake you up, there is something I want to ask you. Xue Wusuan spoke, his glasses staring at the soul in front of him without falling at all. He deliberately pointed out the words Wudao Difu, just to see how this desolate man would react.

As soon as the words fell, Xue Wusuan found that the soul of the desolate clan in front of him had obvious fluctuations, although he tried his best to hide it, but as a Yama, how could Xue Wusuan not find out?

Seeing that the other party was dull and didn't speak, most of them were thinking about countermeasures quickly in their hearts, probably not expecting that they would be captured by the existence of the Daoless Underworld. But Xue Wushu didn't give the "virtual" time to react, and then continued to ask.

"You've heard of the Daoless Underworld, so you should know what kind of existence I am. However, Benjun himself has some doubts about his existence, so you have to tell me, in your image, what is this Daoless Yama?"

Straight to the point, with no superfluous cover-ups. Xue Wusuan wanted to hear the opinions of this desolate tribe now, and this question also contained a question about the existence of the Daoless Underground Mansion itself: Is this the result of your desolate clan? Is it the so-called "Soul Cultivation Plan" on the jade slip?

"You ......"

In the face of Xue Wushu's questioning, he was really a little nervous, he was really shocked enough, this series of changes was really too incredible. He never thought that he would one day come face to face with the rumored Daoless Yama, and he really didn't know what to say for a while.

"Benjun doesn't have much patience, you are a desolate race, and you are the race with the greatest innate advantages among the creatures that Benjun has ever seen, and the origin of Benjun's existence must be inseparable from your desolate clan, so you should know how important you are to Benjun, and this is the only reason why you can survive. Don't force Benjun to torture, leave yourself some decent good. ”

"Xu" forced himself to calm down, and said: "I have been dismantled by you like this, what kind of dignity can you talk about? It's funny that you don't know about your existence, but it's a good thing that you don't know, so why bother asking for trouble?"

The words of "void" brought these jokes, and now he came back to his senses after the initial surprise, and he didn't pay much attention to this Daoless Yama, and even despised it.

And Xue Wushu felt the contempt of "void" most clearly. He was puzzled, where did a prisoner under the stairs, a guy who was split into this picture, come from? Or was this just looking for his own hardship?

Xue Wushu didn't talk nonsense, and he didn't have the patience to slowly grind his teeth with this desolate tribesman who didn't know how to lift. With a wave of his hand, dozens of black needle-like things appeared out of thin air, and plunged headlong into the soul of "void".

This is Xue Wushu's habitual method, and it is also a more useful trick for torture, and it is very practical. It's just that he rarely does that now.

The black "needle" is not a real needle, it is a special thing made by Xue Wusuan that combines the Nine Ghost Flame and Soul Poison, and there are even some rules about the Soul Dao System on it. Ordinary souls simply can't afford this kind of means, and they will be destroyed in an instant. But the innate strong physique of this desolate clan also gave Xue Wusuan more room for torture.

"Ahh

The screams had no meaning of patience from the beginning, and they couldn't bear it at all. Don't think that a powerful person is a hard bone, in the face of the cruel criminal law on the soul, it is Xue Wushu who does it himself.

"Since you don't want to speak decently, then now these hardships are your own findings, so don't complain. Let's taste it first, maybe you desolate people don't care about this kind of soul pain?" Xue Wusuan smiled and lit a cigarette and teased.

It's not that "Xu" has never seen torture, and even this is not the first time he has received this kind of treatment, but when did torture become so ferocious? These "needles" are simply deliberately torturing people's construction, not only burning the soul, but also constantly scratching in the soul, leaving behind a feeling of weird itching in addition to extreme pain, which is extremely unbearable.

Xue Wushu's words in his ears were so annoying, what did you mean by not wanting to say it? "Xu" felt that he didn't say it just now? Dissatisfied? If you are not satisfied, you open your mouth and ask again, why bother to come up directly and clean up!

At this time, the "void" only thought in his heart: The things in this Daoless Underworld are really as tyrannical and vicious as the rumors say. I really shouldn't have spoken to provoke the other party, and now I can't bear this hardship.

"Stop, you, what the hell do you want to know?!"

Xue Wusuan glanced at the shouting "void", smiled, and didn't pay attention. This is the experience, an unusual prisoner, it is better to give enough one-time suffering, otherwise once relaxed, then this kind of person will forget the suffering just now and then start to talk nonsense and waste time. Therefore, Xue Wushu will not stop his means as soon as the other party speaks, and he will have to wait more.

"You, stop, what the hell do you want to know?!" For the Daoless Difu, he really has nothing to hide, just now he was so quick that the other party really cleaned him up, and he was addicted endlessly?

I don't know how long it has been, but the dignified desolate powerhouse has been completely unable to make a sound since the scream. The soul was exhausted from the intense suffering, and even weakened by torture.

Xue Wushu checked the state of the void soul, and it was not until he found that the void soul could no longer bear the torture before he took back those black "needles".

"I think we should be able to continue our conversation by now?"

"You, you ask. "I really can't say anything hard now, in addition to secretly sighing unlucky, I am more helpless, I don't know what will happen to me if I fall into the hands of this person now.

Xue Wusuan nodded and said with a smile: "Very good, Benjun asked you before, what do you desolate clans think of this Daoless Underworld? Benjun has been waiting for your answer." ”

(End of chapter)