Chapter 881

"I also want to know why the demon clan would join He Yiming!" The elder of the Qinglong clan, Longpo, was also a little curious.

If it was just an ordinary demon clan, the elder of the Qinglong clan, Longpo, would certainly not be interested.

But the other party was reincarnated as a demon and signed a contract with the ancient demon!

These demon clans must be extraordinary, and the elder of the Qinglong clan, Longpo, naturally wanted to go and see.

After all, in the demon domain, the descendants of the four sacred beasts are basically the rulers in the open, and all the demon clans are just servants in their eyes!

His servants actually joined He Yiming, and they were not ordinary servants, which naturally made the elder of the Qinglong clan, Longpo, want to see it with his own eyes.

"Okay! Since the three distinguished guests are interested, I will personally lead the way for you!" The Yama Patriarch nodded, and then led the three forces to the Yama Prison in the deepest part of the Yama Realm. Soon, everyone slowly came to the depths of the underground, and waves of coldness, chill, and the breath of death gradually permeated.

Long Po frowned slightly, but Mozi Mohan enjoyed it quite a bit, and the aura of the Black God Cult No. 9 remained unchanged.

"Ancestor Yan Mo!"

"Damn Ancestor Yan Mo, I curse you!!!"

"Go to hell, you inhuman bastard!"

"Ahhh! I want to die with you!"

"Kill me, kill me if you can!"

"Ancestor Yan Mo, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!!!"

As soon as he stepped into the Yan Mo Prison, crazy curses and curses came from the countless cages around him.

Those who were imprisoned here and tortured were naturally those who had a mortal feud with Ancestor Yan Mo! Even if they were not with Ancestor Yan Mo, they were disciples or descendants of Ancestor Yan Mo.

For all this, Ancestor Yan Mo just snorted coldly, and the pressure of the Transformation Realm was slightly released, which shocked the prisoners in the prison, and immediately made the surroundings much quieter.

The Yama Patriarch did not waste any words and quickly led everyone to a deeper level.

Starting from this level, there were all kinds of cruel punishment scenes. Countless prisoners were subjected to extremely brutal torture here. Ordinary people could not bear the scene after watching it for a few more times.

"Ahhh! Spare me!" "Kill me, please, kill me!"

"It hurts! It hurts so much, I can't bear it anymore! Ahhhh! ”

Here, there were cries of begging for mercy, screams, and painful wails.

Ancestor Yama enjoyed it quite a bit, feeling the pain of these prisoners, but with a slightly satisfied look, and even couldn't help but take a breath!

The pain and wailing of these prisoners, the wailing and screaming of their souls, are also a kind of luck!

A kind of luck that comes from being squeezed and tortured!

So Ancestor Yama's absorption can actually enhance his own strength!

In this regard, Mozi Mohan is accustomed to it. After all, the Frozen Demon Clan is even more vicious to slaves than this!

Longpo didn't care at all. The Qinglong Clan was extremely noble. Apart from the Qinglong Clan, what if other curled ants died?

"..." Only No. 9 of the Black Clothes Cult paused, and then continued to move forward.

Ancestor Yama didn't think much about it, and soon brought everyone to a deeper level!

However...

After entering here, the style of painting changed!

"Hey, hey, that's it? ”

“Tsk tsk tsk, I woke up from a nap and it’s boring!”

“Hey, I want to order a spiked punishment! And a lava burning set! Don’t ask why, I’m just so willful!

“You jailer are a newbie, right? Your binding skills are not good, do you want me to teach you? I’m very skilled!”

“Hahaha, look, Brother Qi Tian is sliced, hahaha, I’m dying of laughter!”

“I’ve eaten two hot pots, why hasn’t it been our turn to be punished yet? Do you jailers look down on me?”

In this floor, as soon as the ancestor Yan Mo brought everyone in, he heard a series of cool and willful voices from the disciples of the Yanhuang Sect.

“Your knife skills are really lame! Brother Tongue Tip is 10,000 times better than you! Cut my tail first, why did you cut my legs first?” The Monkey King was chained and was lying on a bloody platform to endure the cutting punishment.

Normally, monks would have screamed or fainted after enduring such great pain.

However, the Monkey King was not panicked, and taught the jailer who was executing the punishment how to cut more carefully and skillfully.

"Ah, comfortable! This is the feeling I want!" The God of Destruction, Beerus, was hung on chains and burned in the lava. He felt comfortable while burning.

Normally, monks would have begged for mercy after being burned by the lava breath. This was ten times more painful than being put into a frying pan!

But the disciples of the Yanhuang Sect loved lava burning the most. They roasted it until it was medium rare, and it felt comfortable!

?Tianlei, use some force, is your Tianlei not heavy enough? Why can't I feel anything at all! Are you forcing me to do it myself? Tianlei should be put into Huahua first, are you stupid? Don't you know this common sense? "Brother Jie, please stop, and you are even more angry, scolding the jailer who tortured him with Tianlei for being a loser.

"Your piercing technique is wrong, is there a hammer to pierce the leg? Come, separate the iron spike, and I will teach you the essence of piercing!" He said patiently, and his tone was very experienced.

"Damn, I have reserved this extreme punishment of ice for an hour, why is it not my turn yet? Damn, he is clearly behind me, why did he cut in line in front of me! Did you accept benefits from him?" The girl over there looked over and scolded several jailers, and was very dissatisfied with the fact that several jailers punished other Yanhuang Sect disciples first.

"? ? ? "All the people of Yan Mo Patriarch were confused.

What the hell is this?

Why didn't I hear the wailing of the Yan Huang Sect disciples?

Where are the screams? Where are the sounds of pain? Where are the sounds of torture?

After seeing the performance of several jailers, Yan Mo Patriarch was so angry that his nose almost crooked.

"It turns out that the way of torture is so profound, I understand!"

"Take my stick, Master, thank you for your guidance! I learned it!"

"Fuck, can the power of heavenly thunder be so strong? I understand, this thunder pill is really a good thing!"

Many jailers in Yan Mo Prison actually looked like students at this time, listening to the instructions of the demon disciples of Yan Huang Sect. They all suddenly became enlightened, as if they had a great enlightenment. This scene almost made Yan Mo Patriarch explode!.

Chapter 1120 Brother Yan Mo, the times have changed

"What are you doing? Why are all these Yanhuang Sect disciples so happy and comfortable? Are you all trash? "At this moment, the face of the Yanmo Patriarch was almost lost by his jailers.

Especially behind him, there were other great masters in the Transformation Realm, as well as Mozi Mohan, Qinglong Clan Elder Longpo, Black Clothes Divine Sect No. 9 and other three distinguished guests.

As a result, they saw such a shameful scene.

"This... Old Ancestor, calm down! They, they are not afraid of pain!"

"Yes, Old Ancestor, I have used all kinds of punishments! Not only are they not afraid, they also ask for extra meals!"

"These Yanhuang Sect disciples are really evil!"

These jailers were crying. When they met these Yanhuang Sect disciples, the blows were almost unbearable for these jailers.

"A bunch of trash!" The Yanmo Patriarch sneered, and then his eyes turned and fell on the Monkey King.

"Get out of here, useless thing! "Yan Mo Patriarch drove away the jailer who was torturing the Monkey King, and came directly to the Monkey King in one step.

"I will let you see what hell is!" Yan Mo Patriarch smiled coldly, raised his hand, and pierced the Monkey King's body with twelve bone spears!

"How is it? Is it very..."

"Ah, so cool! Is this a brand new experience? I haven't tried 950 before, is it a new model? Can I have another one?" The Monkey King was very satisfied and couldn't help but blurt out. Yan Mo Patriarch was dumbfounded.

Almost at the same time, other demon players also exploded!

"Fuck, it's Yan Mo Patriarch!"

"Damn, why are all the good things taken up by Brother Qi Tian? I also want the torture package exclusive to the big boss!"

"Brother Yan Mo Patriarch, it's my turn, give me one too! ”

“That’s right, Yan Mo Patriarch, if you have the guts, let go of that monkey and let me do it!”

“I’ve been locked up for almost a day, and I’ve only tried four types of punishments, but Brother Qi Tian has already enjoyed more than a dozen types. Why? Leopard Planner, can you design the plot?”

“Hello? Is the jailer here? Is there any soy sauce? We are out of soy sauce in cell No. 4. What’s the point of having a hot pot without soy sauce? Please bring two bottles of soy sauce! By the way, when is our turn to be punished? I’ve been waiting for a long time!

The monster players spoke up at this time, talking all at once, and they were all anxious to replace the Monkey King to enjoy the exclusive punishment of Yan Mo Patriarch.

“Shut up!!!” Yan Mo Patriarch was furious, and the pressure of the incarnation realm emanated, directly shocking all the monster players.

This is not only shocking, but also can leave the power of Tao, which continues to bring great pain to people!

"Ahhh, this is the exclusive BOSS package? So cool?"

"One more time, one more time!"

"Oh, this feels good!"

"Great, it's such a pity to kill Yan Mo Patriarch. When this plot is over, you can use Heart Flame to make a few Yan Mo Patriarchs and put them in the sect to enjoy slowly!"

"Leng, do you still want to set up a Yan Mo Patriarch singing and dancing rap show group?"

"Hey, this is a good idea! There's a way! The ticket can be charged 999 contribution points, and then I will definitely make a small profit. Hey, I'm really a clever ghost!"

Facing the pressure of Yan Mo Patriarch, a group of demon players spit blood, bones broke, and mouthed more happily!

"? ? ? "Yan Mo Patriarch was stupid at this time.

Aren't these Yan Huang Sect disciples afraid of pain?

Aren't they afraid of death?

Well, since you are so rampant, I will kill the chicken to scare the monkeys!

"Give me, die!" Yan Mo Patriarch raised his hand and slapped the most cheerful Dou Dou Hou player to death!

"Haha, what do you think, you can continue to be rampant!" Yan Mo Patriarch smiled triumphantly, believing that this time, they would definitely be scared.

However...

"Hahaha, this idiot was beaten to death!"

"I am dying of laughter, hahaha!"

"Yan Mo Patriarch: I have tolerated you for a long time! You are so weak, but you still jump so fast!"

"Brothers, it's time to fight! The first ones to die are weaklings, and the last one to survive is the king!"

"This idiot was beaten to death, right? He can't enjoy the exclusive package of severe punishment, right? Hahaha!"

"I was eating hot pot while watching the weaklings being killed. Hey, it's comfortable! So comfortable!"

However, not only did Yan Mo Patriarch not see other Yanhuang Sect disciples being afraid, but he caused more joy and cheers and applause from many Yanhuang Sect disciples. It seems that these guys are not afraid of the killing of their fellow disciples, but are very happy!

"? ? ? "Yan Mo Patriarch even doubted Xiu Sheng at this time!

Why is this happening?

Damn it, how could this happen?

Punishment is useless, even killing them can't make them afraid at all, why is this?

"These disciples of the Yanhuang Sect are so fearless and brave? Or are they all weird and crazy?" The elder of the Qinglong clan, Longpo, was also a little shocked.

"These guys, there is really no one who is afraid or terrified! The Yanhuang Sect is really weird!" Mozi Mohan was also a little surprised. He realized that it was not unreasonable for the Yanhuang Sect to defeat a territory controlled by the clan and kill three elders in a row!

"Hehe, Brother Yan Mo, these methods of yours are already outdated!" But at this moment, the Black Clothes Divine Sect No. 9, who had not spoken, spoke slowly.

"Hmm? What does Brother No. 9 mean by this? Please give me some advice!" The ancestor Yan Mo was shocked and asked hurriedly.

I have heard that the Black Clothes Divine Sect has amazing methods! Many extremely strong monks, once they fall into the hands of the Black Clothes Divine Sect, can't bear it. They either confess everything or surrender directly and become loyal believers of the Black Clothes Divine Sect.

Many of the methods of the Black God Cult are mysterious and unknown, but they are enough to shock many forces in the God Transformation Realm.

"Ordinary punishment or torture is useless to these disciples of the Yanhuang Sect! Moreover, they are not afraid of death! Brother Yan Mo can understand that the disciples of the Yanhuang Sect are fanatical believers like our sect!"

"They are not afraid of death. They believe that death is a kind of rebirth! In the next life, they will live better and gain more!"

"So, the more you kill, the happier and more joyful they are!"

No. 9 of the Black God Cult spoke slowly, and the powerful people of the God Transformation Realm, the Demon Clan, and the Azure Dragon Clan were all shocked!

No wonder the Yanhuang Sect is so against the sky!

In essence, it is also a cult similar to the Black God Cult!

"He Yiming controls people's hearts, and it is so against the sky?" The words of No. 9 of the Black God Cult made the ancestor Yan Mo couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's right! He Yiming is so amazing! But, once they meet me, hehe, it's their doom! If Brother Yama trusts me, why not let me torture these guys instead!" Black Cult No. 9 said slowly.