Sun Yuan nodded weakly, at this moment he couldn't say what kind of feeling it was, he couldn't move, he could only lie on the ground and hum, he had seen the pain of pulling out his tongue.

It is hard for Sun Yuan to imagine how strong willpower is needed to be able to go through 10,000 times of tongue pulling out without the main consciousness being unconscious, this is simply impossible, it can be said that it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, and it is no wonder that the long-tongued ghost saw that the green ghost found such a spirit, and was hit for a long time and restless!

An hour later, Sun Yuan's tongue grew back out, and before he could breathe a sigh, the long-tongued ghost came over with a smile, carrying a bloody iron tong in his hand, in just an hour, the long-tongued ghost pulled out ten ghosts, Sun Yuan just wanted to say something, but the long-tongued ghost didn't give him a chance, he just opened his mouth, but the long-tongued ghost's iron tongs were already waiting for him!

After a long time, Sun Yuan's body on the rock wall breathed a long breath, and after experiencing five hundred tongue pulls, the consciousness attached to others finally couldn't bear to dissipate, and the woman naturally fell into a coma, and everything had to rush in the future! This also means that even if Sun Yuan's body is dispatched at this time, he can only withstand five hundred tongue pulls.

"It's not going to go on like this, I have to keep exercising. Sun Yuan quickly made up his mind that his ontology would never go down until he was absolutely sure, otherwise he would be miserable if he failed to pull out his tongue, and he would really be a revolution for half his life, and once he returned to the pre-liberation period! At that time, he would have no choice at all.

Listening to the long-tongued ghost's statement, although theoretically only after hundreds of millions of years of continuous training, can they endure the pain of tongue pulling, but this is only theoretical, not to mention whether there is anyone who can endure such a long time without dissipating their sanity, just talking about this tongue-pulling hell, from the long-tongued ghost's statement, but it is not very peaceful, not to mention anything else, let's just say that those soul clans, they are really so honest? In Sun Yuan's view, this is simply impossible.

Therefore, Sun Yuan's body didn't dare to go down at all, his only choice was to constantly use the soul seal secret method to control the puppet and exercise his divine sense, until his main consciousness could withstand ten thousand tongue pulls, and then he could go down with confidence.

As the days passed, Sun Yuan controlled the puppet to endure the pain of pulling out his tongue, and at the same time took an iron fork to dig a hole down, his current position was too far from the bottom, if he jumped rashly, it would definitely attract the attention of the ghost guards left behind on the edge of the swamp, so Sun Yuan had to make sure that he could slip down silently, and he also had the idea of returning immediately if it was wrong, so that it was necessary for him to dig a hole below.

I don't know how long it took, Sun Yuan doesn't remember how many puppets he controlled, in short, on this day, a puppet with a male surname he controlled finally withstood ten thousand tongue pulls, and Sun Yuan's body was also drenched in cold sweat to bear the pain together, and at this time he finally had the qualifications to go out.

The pain of pulling out the tongue 10,000 times far exceeded Sun Yuan's expectations, he couldn't remember how he survived step by step, every time he was in pain, he slammed the inner wall of the cave, and in the long run, the scenery in front of him was formed, and the blood-colored cave in front of him seemed to be silently telling the process.

It turned out to be a very smooth cave, but it was already full of potholes at this moment, and most of these were hit by Sun Yuan's head when he couldn't bear the pain of pulling out his tongue. His blood completely dyed this mountain wall red, and over time, this red became deeper and deeper, and now it is completely impossible to see that this is an acquired formation, at first glance, this crimson stone wall seems to be naturally formed.

Countless years passed in a flash, Sun Yuan finally survived, and the passage he went down the mountain was almost dug at this time, the passage was dug from his current position, this passage stretched diagonally downward, stretching for an unknown distance, until it reached the Soul Destroying Swamp in the Tongue Pulling Hell.

If one is at the bottom of the passage, one can clearly smell the erosive aura emanating from the Soul Destroying Swamp.

After making some preparations, Sun Yuan put down the seal in his hand, hid the iron fork, and then moved a boulder dug up over the years to the door of the cave, blocked the door of the cave to prevent it from being discovered by outsiders, and then put his mind at ease, followed the dug mountain road, trotted, and after many hours of running, came to the bottom.

Standing still at the bottom of the passage for a while, after careful observation, Sun Yuan determined that there were no characters worth scupling around, and after making sure that there was no movement around, Sun Yuan pushed away a rock that was covered, and with a fierce force of his legs, he covered his nose and plunged into the Soul Destroying Swamp, and walked towards the shore with great effort.

For this journey, Sun Yuan, who has had many experiences over the years, seems to be familiar with the road, this time everything is no different from what the puppets controlled before have experienced, not long after Sun Yuan set foot on the shore of the Soul Destroying Swamp, soon a ghost pawn on the shore discovered Sun Yuan's existence, and then with the usual smirk of the ghost pawn, he was directly taken out of the swamp.

"Hehe, you kid is very strong! Maybe you can break through 10,000 times, but today is for me to pick up the cheap!" the ghost pawn licked his long tongue and shouted excitedly. To Sun Yuan's surprise, this ghost pawn turned out to be an acquaintance, and it was the long-tongued ghost, that is, the ghost who told him some secrets in the tongue-pulling hell.

The long-tongued ghost happily pulled Sun Yuan to the fire that Sun Yuan was familiar with, but he took out a shining pliers and prepared to start pulling out his tongue.

Sun Yuan found that his current iron tongs were not the original one, the current iron tongs were bright and shining, and at first glance they were much better than the original rusty ones, Sun Yuan couldn't help but look at them twice, and muttered to himself in his heart, "Could it be that this guy has finally made a fortune?"

Seeing Sun Yuan staring at his iron tongs, the long-tongued ghost was a little proud, and said with a smile: "You kid is lucky, you happened to meet my new baby, with this baby, your tongue will grow in half an hour, correspondingly, the pain it brings to you is also less, I hope you can bring a good start to grandpa and me!"

Countless years have passed, and the long-tongued ghost has only met a few people who can survive 10,000 tongue pulls, and his companion green ghost is much stronger than him, so the long-tongued ghost was puzzled, and he had a lot of blood, and asked the green ghost to rub it, and he got a secret.

According to the green ghost, the better the quality tongue puller, the less damage to the ghost who has undergone tongue pulling, and the more likely the other party is to survive 10,000 tongue pulls, this is the secret of his success, in view of this, the long-tongued ghost spent all his savings and bought a tongue puller that is said to be of very high quality.