In the cold and dim prison, the sound of footsteps came and went, and several witches walked to the cage and threw Zhaoming, who was frozen like a stone, directly into it. Looking at Zhaoming lying on the ground like a dead corpse, he sneered, and left directly without closing the door.

Some demon clans glanced at this place, with an indescribable meaning in their eyes, and turned their heads back, or hung their heads, or looked in one direction, and their eyes were lost. More demon clans didn't react, they seemed to know what was going on, and they knew that it would be like this.

The sound of the footsteps faded away, and after a long time, the silence of the prison was restored.

Zhaoming lay motionless on the ground, and the pain he endured was beyond words. The light of torture can not only magnify the pain, but also keep his consciousness awake and double the suffering on his body.

The third type of punishment may seem simple, but it is actually terrible. The icy qi in the white jade stone did not act directly on the surface of the body, but first invaded the flesh and blood, then burrowed into the bone marrow, wrapped around every meridian, and finally seeped out from the surface of the body.

The bone meridians in the body have been frozen into icicles and cannot move. The cold ice qi and the fire attribute true qi in his body were constantly clashing, and the rebellious force of the extremely cold and cold made Zhaoming feel like every inch of his body was going to split into countless pieces.

What's even more terrifying is that because the meridians are frozen, the true qi in the body is almost impossible to function, and it is difficult for Zhaoming to recover if he has the heart. In this way, I am afraid that he will not be able to move at all for less than a month.

At this time, the decaying old man raised his head slightly, and a pair of cloudy eyes looked at Zhaoming as if he was not wavering. After a while, he sighed, and he didn't know what to do, only to see the ground roll like a wave, and in an instant, Zhaoming was sent to him.

Zhaoming's body rolled like a hard stone, and when it stopped. A hand landed right on the stone-like leg of the rotten old man. It was covered with green hairs, like a mossy slate.

Goodbye, the dark yellow light on the decaying old man's body flickered, forming a small whirlpool at the lower dantian, constantly circling.

This vortex was extremely strange, not only did it not absorb the surrounding energy, but instead emitted a thread of true qi like the western front and entered his body along Zhaoming's hand.

These threads of true qi seemed to be about to break, and they were vulnerable. But after entering Zhaoming's body, it produced an indescribable effect.

As if boiling soup melted snow, those silks of true qi shattered and expelled the cold ice qi in Zhaoming's body, but in half an hour, all the cold ice qi was expelled from the body.

Layers of mist overflowed from Zhaoming's body, rising and falling in the cage, like the dense fog and frost of late autumn.

All the cold qi was expelled, and the fire attribute true qi in Zhaoming's body seemed to be vigorously squeezed, and the spring suddenly lost its suppression, and it spewed out all at once, and it ran in the meridians in the body with an extremely terrifying force.

That wave after wave of true qi. It's like lava that spreads around the world after a volcanic eruption, at a very fast speed. If it were an ordinary monk, I would be afraid that he would explode and die directly, and it would be thanks to Zhaoming that he was carrying the Dafa of refining the body in the oven to be spared.

Seeing that Zhaoming was beginning to recover, the corrupt old man closed his eyes and began to retract his true qi. At this time, his face was even more ugly, and the whole person was like a dead body about to be buried in the earth, and he did not see half of his color.

He was seriously injured, but this seemingly simple exercise was a great drain on him.

Wait until those threads of true qi flow down Zhaoming's arm and return to the corrupt old man's body. The true qi in Zhaoming's body erupted again, surging. Uncontrollably, he followed behind the thread of true qi and rushed into the body of the decaying old man.

Before, he fought hard with the cold ice qi, and the fire attribute true qi was extremely suppressed. At this time, the cold and ice qi disappeared, and Zhao Ming was difficult to control, and those fire attribute true qi regarded the filament of the corrupt old man's true qi as an enemy, and drove it away and then followed into the opponent's body.

The decaying old man frowned slightly, he obviously didn't expect such a consequence. A hint of regret flashed across his face. I was willing to help others, but I didn't think about it, but I led the wolf into the room.

If it was in his heyday, even if Zhaoming tried his best, he would not be able to hurt him in the slightest. But now it was different, he had suffered terrible injuries, and his internal condition was in a mess. It is also forbidden by witchcraft, making the whole body seem to decay, but it will not die.

At this moment, Zhaoming's true qi entered his body, making his entire body seem to be ignited by rotten wood, producing a terrifying reaction similar to burning his body.

Regret is also useless, the corrupt old man can only close his eyes and exert his strength with all his might, and use the meager true qi in his body to resist Zhaoming's fire attribute true qi.

"Hug ...... I'm sorry!" Zhaoming said softly.

He was awake all the time, not unconscious, and naturally saw the whole process clearly. I wanted to stop it, but I couldn't do it at all. The cold and ice qi was dispelled, but the severe pain in the body was still there, and the light of being abused and killed amplified the effect of the pain, and the situation in the body could not be controlled at all.

The divine consciousness entered the old man's body along with the fire attribute true qi, and he could vaguely feel the situation in his body, which was extremely terrifying.

The upper, middle and lower dantian are almost broken, and the meridians are even more indescribably destroyed, no longer like pipes, but like fishing nets. The true qi that was born was difficult to preserve, and most of it seeped into the flesh from the loopholes that seemed to be found in those fishing nets.

When true qi enters the physical body, although it is not as effective as in the meridians, it should also have no destructive power. But there is still an extremely evil force in this old man's body, turning his true qi into dry sand, constantly absorbing the vitality in his body.

It is precisely because of this that his whole body is like a stone slab. If it weren't for the fact that Zifu Yiqiē was well, and the loss and generation of life force were in a delicate state of balance, this decaying old man would probably have died directly.

This old man is by no means an ordinary person, Zhao Ming secretly said in his heart, this kind of injury, if he is someone else, even if he has cultivated the Dafa of Furnace Refining Body, he may not be able to bear it, but the other party can live forever.

It's just that this state of equilibrium that can keep him alive has been broken by himself, and under the impact of the fire attribute true qi, the opponent's body has become like dead wood and burns.

The flames grew stronger and stronger, and finally the whole person of the corrupted old man was wrapped in flames.

"Former ...... Senior!"

hurt the person who helped him, which made Zhaoming's heart painful, but he could only make a weak voice, wanting to cry without tears.

And the corrupt old man couldn't respond to him, so he could only resist with all his might, and slowly died in the flames.

Time passed little by little, and when Zhaoming thought that he was going to be the one who would take revenge, a strange situation appeared. Under the raging flames, a strange true qi vortex suddenly appeared in the body of the decaying old man, located in the upper dantian, frantically absorbing Zhaoming's fire attribute true qi.

When the fire attribute true qi was inhaled into it, it might spread into a stream of strange energy throughout his body, moistening his entire body like a sweet spring.

At this time, the true qi in Zhaoming's body also happened to be exhausted, and he exhausted all his strength after a slight recovery, and took away the hand that was on the lap of the decaying old man. Without the replenishment of continuous true qi, the raging flame slowly extinguished, and the power of the sweet spring still existed, slowly moisturizing.

In a few moments, when the flames were completely extinguished, the decaying old man's body finally returned to its previous appearance.

Opening his eyes and looking down at his body slightly, the decaying old man looked surprised. A green fluff seemed to be burned by the previous flames, but it was broken a little after it was restored to its original state at this moment.

After staring at his body for a while, the decaying old man sighed: "Yin Ji Yang Sheng, otherwise Ji Tailai, it is like this!"

The fire attribute true qi was like a flood beast rushing into his body and wreaking havoc, but it was like breaking and then standing, breaking the balance of witchcraft in his body, making his scarred body slightly better.

Although this is not obvious, breaking the balance of witchcraft prohibitions means that he has the possibility of recovery.

Looking down at Zhao Ming again, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the corrupt old man, and he asked puzzledly, "Who are you, and why can you cultivate such a fire attribute true qi." ”

The injuries in his body were by no means ordinary energy that could break through the balance, and ordinary flames could not allow him to achieve yin and yang. His strength was extraordinary, and he immediately felt that Zhaoming's fire attribute true qi was different from that of ordinary fire cultivators.

"The junior is a Fire Devouring Demon, so the true qi may be a little special!" Zhao Ming replied.

At this time, his internal condition had recovered a lot, and although he was still unable to move, he was able to speak.

"Are you a fire devourer?" the rotten old man was a little suspicious.

Although the Fire Swallowing Demon is rare, it is not invisible, and he naturally knows a thing or two with his knowledge, but none of the Fire Swallowing Demons in his impression look like Zhaoming.

Zhaoming shook his head: "I became like this after I survived the immortal tribulation, and I can't tell." ”

"Is this so? Could it be that it's really different because of the Fire Devouring Demon?" the corrupt old man seemed to be talking to himself, and then asked again: "I feel that the meridians in your body are disordered, but you have gone crazy in practice?"

Zhaoming's true qi made him see the hope of recovery, and he wanted to find out.

Zhaoming replied: "It's not that I went crazy in practice, but I had an accident during the tribulation, and then it became like this." ”

He didn't want to talk about Yaochi, because it involved the Twelve Rank Fire Chain. The husband is innocent and guilty, and if he is known by others, it will be detrimental to himself. Although the corrupt old man helped himself, the current Zhaoming no longer dared to trust others, especially the people in the Colosseum.

"I see!" the rotten old man nodded, "It's not a big problem. ”

When Zhaoming heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Is there a way for the seniors to help the juniors heal?"

The meridians in his body were a mess, although his appearance had changed drastically, and he could not let those Wu clans see his Pangu-like face, but it also made him unable to use the true qi in his body well, and naturally he could not exert ten percent of his strength.

Full of anticipation, the rotten old man nodded again, making Zhaoming ecstatic. (To be continued......)