Bai Wuxin clenched the long sword in his hand, took a step forward, stretched out his left hand, protected the blue clothes behind him, and said coldly: "If right and wrong are judged by the size of a fist in this world, then what's the use of rules and principles? If you want her, you have to kill me first!"

He spoke so upright and loudly that even the guide who had always been a fox and a fake tiger was so stunned that he couldn't say a word, because he couldn't refute it at all.

Existence is existence, even if the vast majority of people in this world do not follow it, it cannot change the truth itself.

There was silence for a long time, and then an ethereal voice was heard from above.

"Yes, in this world, it is not based on the size of a fist and the level of cultivation as a reason, but unfortunately, if the fist is bigger, you can be unreasonable. ”

The high-ranking Dao Monarch finally replied, and with it, a big hand slowly covered it.

The five fingers of the palm of the hand were opened, as if five mountains were falling at the same time, directly covering a radius of ten miles, and the people below could not escape at all. The whole body of the palm is as smooth and flawless as white jade, and even the lines on the palm are clearly visible.

This terrifying giant palm slowly fell, although it seemed to be slow, but it was actually moving extremely fast, and in just a few moments, it had already crossed the space and reached the top of Bai Wuxin's head. It must be known that this cultivation has reached a high depth, and the goal of cultivation has begun to shift from cultivating one's own body to understanding and understanding the ethereal path, and from then on, the monks will inevitably carry their own understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.

At this level, the gap in cultivation stems from the gap in the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, which cannot be filled by external objects at all.

Bai Wuxin under the giant palm is just a true immortal cultivator, the gap between the two is cloudy and muddy, under such a terrifying power, he doesn't have any resistance at all, the big hand just grabbed it at random, and then threw him heavily in front of his subordinates.

This is the gap, the others are just a casual blow, and Bai Wuxin is already seriously injured.

After the tribulation, the heavenly thunder shapes the body, and the immortal energy in the feather pool cleanses the body and soul, whether it is physical cultivation, magic cultivation, sword cultivation or the most mysterious soul cultivation, the body and soul have been combined very perfectly, although the power of the original god has far surpassed the monks of the mortal world and can even act independently, but the physical body still has a very high importance.

The body is the foundation of the soul, and the soul is the spirit of the body, and both are indispensable.

And at this moment, Bai Wuxin, under the casual actions of that Daojun, whether it is the body or the soul, it is severely damaged, no matter what means of resistance, I am afraid that it is useless in front of the other party.

Just as the high-ranking Dao Monarch from the Ethereal Immortal Palace said, if you have a big fist, you don't have to be reasonable.

Without waiting for Daojun to speak again, the person before was already very eager to play the role of a dog's leg, plus he was cut off by Bai Wuxin's wrist with a sword, and it took a lot of elixir to recover in a short period of time.

"What are you? Dare to resist Daojun? Just that little girl's skin in your family, not even a virgin, but a broken shoe, do you think Daojun can afford her? It is to be a Ding furnace to dedicate your body to Daojun, that is also the blessing that you two have cultivated in eight lifetimes!

As he spoke, the man raised his foot and kicked Bai Wuxin's head violently, and the one on top didn't speak, as if he didn't care at all, and the farce below was just an ant fight for him, and he couldn't arouse any interest in watching it at all.

Hearing the other party's insulting words, he was injured, Bai Wuxin turned over with difficulty, and then hugged the leg kicked by the other party, and threw himself up like a mortal fight, his face was full of blood, he opened his mouth, and bit the other party's face extremely fiercely.

"Ah, bastard!" Under the sudden attack, how could that person expect that the other party still had the power to resist, let alone be able to counterattack so roughly, he didn't notice it for a while, and his face was suddenly blurred by Bai Wuxin's bitten flesh, and he forgot to use the immortal yuan in his body in a panic, but the white cloud above his head came down, and he slapped Bai Wuxin upside down and flew out.

Daojun said that killing this man would fulfill this man's wishes, so he left him here, tortured him for 100,000 years, and let him go after surviving. ”

Seeing that his subordinates were still slumped on the ground and humming, the immortal holding the jade wat glanced at it and shouted very dissatisfiedly: "You shameful thing, don't hurry up!"

At the end of the voice, the immortal yuan that had already been used shocked the man and did not dare to respond.

"Take him down, this Ding furnace is good, but it's a pity that it's no longer a virgin, and the role is half smaller, but your reward will not be less, get out." ”

The man nodded and whispered a few words of agreement, not daring to refute at all, but hurriedly picked up Bai Wuxin, who was already powerless to resist on the ground, and stepped on the white clouds away.

Seeing that Lan Yi was taken captive, but he couldn't do the slightest, Bai Wuxin's heart was extremely resentful, coupled with the double pain and exhaustion in his body and soul, a wave of sleepiness could not resist coming, his eyes began to blur, and the consciousness of the whole person began to become dizzy, and after a while, he tilted his head and fell asleep.

What woke him up was a burning sensation of pain from his soul, Bai Wuxin woke up slowly, but found that he was in a cave, his hands were bound by a bundle of strange ropes, hanging in the middle of the cave and unable to move at all, and even the immortal yuan in his body was sealed by a force that he could never fight, and he couldn't move.

Just as he was about to take a closer look again, a sinister shrill laugh suddenly came from ahead.

"Hey, hey, you're finally awake. The man who acted as a dog's leg before stood in front of Bai Wuxin, his face was intertwined with resentment and excitement, and he said coldly, "Daojun asked me to torture you for 100,000 years, can't you let you sleep and pass, these gadgets, you have to try them one by one." ”

As he spoke, he fiddled with a red soldering iron in his hand, a little sickly excited: "This is a good thing, refined by the true fire of Samadhi, burning on the body, but the pain is in the soul, and the brand on it can be blessed with great mana, and it cannot be lifted at all until Da Luo Jin Xian, but saying so much, 100,000 years of torture, with you and me, I can only be liberated after a year and a half." ”

To deal with immortals, naturally they can no longer use mortal torture tools, and regardless of whether they can cause harm to their hard immortal bodies, that is, once the immortals close the five senses, they naturally do not have to endure the torture of the flesh, so if you want to be a torture instrument that makes the immortals afraid, you must naturally have the ability to directly act on the soul, this brand is even more vicious and extraordinary, after being tortured, if you can't remove the brand, the cynicism of outsiders and no matter what, you will have demons in your heart, after all, they are all arrogant immortals, how can they endure such insults.

Seeing the red soldering iron, Bai Wuxin's heart felt a chill, but when he thought of Lan Yi, who was now unknown, he began to hate himself deeply.

Hates her incompetence, why can't she keep her safe?

He hung his head and fell into infinite self-reproach.

If I can't save you, let me suffer for 100,000 years, maybe only in this way can my heart be a little better.

Thinking of this, looking at the countless hideous and terrifying torture instruments around him, Bai Wuxin's face had a trace of fanaticism.

That abnormal appearance made the people who were about to execute him a little panicked, but in an instant, he vented the panic in his heart with the help of the torture instrument in his hand.

The red soldering iron came into contact with the white and tender skin, and an unpleasant smell of burnt paste came out, Bai Wuxin frowned even more, straightened his body, gritted his teeth, and didn't make a sound, the pain that directly acted on the soul was a hundred times more painful than the pain in the body.

A red mark was left with a large letter clearly visible: "Sin".

The other party withdrew the soldering iron in his hand, and the moment of coolness made Bai Wuxin's originally tense muscles relax suddenly, and he raised his head, his lips looked a little pale because he was too hard.

"Come again, come again......"

Hearing Bai Wuxin's words, the other party was stunned for a moment, and then a wave of anger surged from his heart.

Originally, because of Bai Wuxin, he was not only injured, but also embarrassed in front of Daojun, for the person in front of him, he could be said to have hated it to the extreme, and he didn't think that he would dare to speak out to provoke now.

"Good, good, good. He didn't even say three good words, and then he violently poured the true yuan of his whole body into the soldering iron, transforming it into the samadhi true fire that burned the body of the divine soul, and then slammed it on Bai Wuxin's face!

"Ahh

Bai Wuxin couldn't hold back any longer, the whole person suddenly straightened up, and roared loudly.