The captives of the Colosseum will always have only one thing: never-ending battles, never-ending killing. Otherwise, they are imprisoned in a cage, waiting for the next fight and killing.

The same is true of Zhaoming, fighting, being seriously injured, recovering, fighting again, and so on.

Unlike the other captives, under Meng Huai's care, Zhaoming's battle frequency was far higher than that of others, and the half-moon period even became ten days.

The battle is getting harder and harder, and the opponent is getting stronger and stronger, and several times Zhaoming has returned to the cage with a sigh of relief.

Thanks to the Dafa of Furnace Refining Body, the calamities not only did not make Zhaoming abolish, but made him continue to become stronger and surpass himself little by little. With the same injury, the recovery speed is getting faster and faster.

In order to make Zhaoming become as numb as the other captives, and have no idea of escaping, the door of his cage has never been closed.

Zhaoming did not disappoint Meng Huai either, and would try to flee whenever he had the opportunity.

It's a pity that as the rotten old man said, even if it is unguarded, the prohibition of the Colosseum cannot be broken. He tried all sorts of things, but each time he failed.

And after each failure, he will be sent to Wuyuan to suffer all kinds of abuse.

Torture chamber.

"Hmm!"

A low roar came from the depths of Zhaoming's throat, and his body was covered with dark gray filaments, one end piercing his body, and the other converging on an iron needle in his heart.

The thin threads that pierced into the body were not just tied to the surface of the body, but pierced into the depths of Zhaoming's body like hair. Muscles, blood, bones, and even the internal organs in the chest and abdomen are tied together by these thin threads.

Wu Yuan stood in front of him, with a smug expression: "This is called a thousand machine leads, but it is the punishment I specially came up with for you." Each thread pulls you everywhere in your body, as long as your body moves a little, even if it's just a strand of hair blown by the wind. can lead to thousands of machine operations. It's not a good feeling to be pulled like a puppet all over your body!"

Zhaoming wanted to laugh a few times, but at this time he had no strength at all.

As the other party said, once the Qianjiyin starts operating, it can't be stopped, everywhere on the body. Even the slightest movement of the muscles can make the traction stronger.

The pain of the body, if it is only a normal situation, is naturally not afraid. After being affected by the light of torture, all the pain was magnified by nearly 10,000 times. In particular, the iron needle is just pierced on the heart, among the five internal organs, the heart is on fire, and the iron needle directly disturbs the operation of the true qi in the body. And all the pain is transmitted through the thin wire to the iron needle, and then into the heart, so that the heart can bear the severe pain in various parts of the body again.

It felt like a hand covered with sharp pieces of iron, pinching his heart and rubbing it. It hurts so much that even saying a word has become a luxury.

The body was constantly trembling and panting, which made the thousand machine guide even more powerful. A vicious circle, strands of fire and sweat rolled down from Zhaoming's body.

"Ahh

After a long time, with a miserable scream, Zhaoming finally couldn't bear it, his head lowered, and he was angry. He was already unconscious.

"That's all for today! Send him back to me!"

Wu Yong clapped his hands with great satisfaction and led the thousand machines away. So he asked several witches to return Zhaoming to the cage.

After a long time after the witch clan left, the corrupt old man opened his closed eyes. The floor fluctuated like waves, sending Zhaoming in front of him, and a stream of true qi flowed in, slowly healing the injuries on his body.

About half an hour later, Zhaoming woke up leisurely. With a muffled grunt, he exhaled the depression in his chest.

"How's it going?" asked the rotten old man.

Zhaoming smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, but it can't defeat me!"

"If you pay more attention, Wu Yuan's methods are not simple. From the establishment of the Colosseum to the present, he has been a criminal officer here for more than a thousand years. There are so many means. Even I can't predict it. ”

Zhaoming smiled slightly: "He is strong, he is strong, as long as he can't kill me, I won't give in." ”

The rotten old man sighed: "It's not a way for you to go on like this, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it." If the prohibition of the Colosseum cannot be broken, you will not be able to escape, and continuing to act like this will only anger Meng Huai, and I am afraid that it will lead to the disaster of killing. ”

Zhaoming turned over, looked at the stone slab on the top and shook his head: "He naturally wants me to die, but he won't kill me easily, and if he wants to kill me, he will use some kind of humiliating way, and he will never do it himself, and he won't arrange an opponent for me whose realm disparity is too big." I don't know how long he will continue like this, but as long as I persist, I won't die. ”

After a pause, he said: "And after so many days, it is not all without gains. ”

The corrupt old man was slightly stunned, and then asked, "Have eyebrows?"

Zhaoming shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I feel like I can give it a try." Do you know how I got in?"

"Flew in from outside the Colosseum!" replied the rotten old man.

Zhaoming was stunned for a moment, he just asked casually, but he didn't think that the corrupt old man really knew the Tao. It is not strange that the Wu clan knows the way, because they have all seen it, but none of the prisoners held here know the way, because according to the rules of the Colosseum, since they arrived here alive that day, those prisoners who were escorted out of the city were naturally dead.

Now that this corrupt old man really knows the Dao, how can he not be surprised? He immediately asked tentatively, "Do you know the things outside the Dao?"

The rotten old man blinked, and nodded: "I have supernatural powers, and I can detect what is happening outside." If it weren't for the fact that I still have the blood of my demon clan in your heart, how could I help you. ”

Zhao Ming was stunned, and immediately asked, "Who are you?"

This question has been lingering in his heart, and the corrupt old man in front of him is not only a strong man, but his identity is by no means simple. I've been locked up here for a long time, and the captives around me have all been in battle several times, but this old man is different. From the time he came in until now, he has not been arrested once.

Admittedly, he had injuries on his body, and they were not light, but the Wu clan never cared about them. If you want to arrest someone, even if that person only has one breath left, it will not be an exception.

The corrupt old man sighed softly: "It doesn't matter who I am, let's talk about the way you came up with! Actually, I'm also curious, how did you get through the ban that even Yasheng couldn't easily enter?"

Unwilling to answer, unable to force it, Zhaoming could only say: "Although I am not sure, it is very likely to be a catastrophe!"

"Heavenly Tribulation?" the corrupt old man frowned, puzzled.

Zhaoming nodded: "Yes, it's the Heavenly Tribulation." I happened to be crossing the Xuan Immortal Tribulation at the time, and the Ninth Heavenly Tribulation summoned a meteor, which was too powerful and sent me here. At that time, I still had the power of the Heavenly Tribulation on my body, and perhaps this was what allowed me to break through the prohibition and enter here. ”

He concealed the matter of Yao Chi, and in fact, he couldn't be sure that it was really the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, because there was still the power of Yao Chi at that time. The weird and strange Yao Chi may be more likely, but no matter what, you have to try it yourself.

His heart was full of hope, but the corrupt old man was not optimistic, and frowned slightly: "Although after entering here, most of the monks are difficult to break through because their state of mind is damaged, but it is not all. Over the years, there have been many people who have made breakthroughs and caused catastrophes, but I don't see how the ban has been broken. ”

Zhaoming shook his head: "I don't know what the situation of the other Heavenly Tribulations is, but, first, even if they have the opportunity, they may not have the idea of escaping. Second...... It's not that I'm proud, my catastrophe...... It's really a little different. ”

Such a special heavenly tribulation can no longer be described as a tribulation, it is purely as if the Heavenly Dao has made up its mind to kill itself. Especially the Ninth Heavenly Tribulation of the Xuan Immortal Tribulation, that huge meteor is still fresh in his memory to this day.

And these words are not only an explanation to the rotten old man, but also to himself, because he does not dare to give up, and giving up means that there is no hope.

The rotten old man didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, a shout came, and then a burst of footsteps was heard, and several witch clans came over with a few demon clans. These are the three demon clans in the realm of the Tribulation Period, all of them are sheep demons, their strength is average, and there is nothing special. The difference is that they are all so frightened that their faces are bloodless and they are trembling.

Throwing the three sheep demons into a cage not far from Zhaoming, several witches glanced at Zhaoming, then closed the cage door and left the underground prison with a sneer.

After the witch clan left, several sheep demons shouted loudly as if they had woken up from a dream.

"Let me go, let me go!"

"Help, who's going to save me!"

"Don't, don't......"

From the moment a few sheep demons came in, Zhaoming felt that something was different, and finally reacted at this moment. This is not the prisoner who is being held inside, but the new person who should be brought in from the outside.

It's like when I first came in, full of fear and hesitation, unable to accept such a reality. As before, the other monks did not respond, and few people even looked at them.

For a while, it was as if he saw himself when he first came in, and Zhaoming couldn't bear it. But at this time, he couldn't protect himself, even if he wanted to help, he couldn't do anything, he could only watch quietly, and he didn't want to say a word.

The Colosseum is a large circular structure surrounded by towers that was used by the Witch tribe who were stationed there.

In one of the tallest towers, Meng Huai looked out the window with his hands behind his back.

The view here is excellent, and you can see what seems to be infinity in the distance, and all places are the territory of the Wu clan. The thought of this made him feel his blood boiling.

Not long after, a large Luo Jin Immortal Witch Clan walked in, knelt on one knee, put one hand on his chest and said respectfully: "Lord Menghuai, I have already caught a new demon clan according to your orders. ”

Meng Huai nodded: "Very good! You go down first!"

The Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm Wu Clan did not rush to agree, but continued: "There is one more thing for my subordinates to report. ”

"Say!"

"There is a command from Wudao that the High Priest will be in the Colosseum in three days. (To be continued......) (To be continued......)