Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 890: Head-to-head confrontation (2)

　　 Qingwu smiled frivolously, laughing wildly.

　　 Wu Tie raised his right foot and kicked him one by one.

　　 did not use supernatural powers, but pure physical violence, Qing Mist let out a terrible howl of earth-shattering, and the sound of bone fragmentation in his body continued to be heard.

　　 lifted his foot and crushed most of the bones in Qingwu's body. Wu Tie waved his right hand, and a clear and fragrant spring condensed out of thin air, and it turned into a patter of rain and sprinkled on Qingwu's body.

　　 Qingwu's body was squirming, the broken bones in his body healed quickly, and all his breathing had been restored.

　　 Wutie said nothing, and continued to raise his foot, stomping indiscriminately towards the green mist.

　　 After so many times, Qingwu's face became pale, the frenzied and frivolous divine light in his eyes had become disorganized, and the whole person was on the verge of collapse.

　　 Except for the first few times, Wu Tie only used pure violence, and every time after that, Wu Tie blessed the witch curse on Qingwu.

　　Various weird witchcraft, making any point of Qingwu's body feel, whether it is pain, itching, soreness, numbness, etc., is magnified hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of times.

After 　　 zoomed in to the extreme, even if Wu Tie snorted softly, it seemed like sky thunders exploded in Qingwu's ears, causing him to bleed from his seven orifices and hissing in pain.

　　 And his own howls, the air currents brought up by his breathing, triggered a more terrifying chain reaction.

　　 His own horrible howl shattered his eardrums, so that his brain was almost turned into tofu dregs, and then he was directly repaired by Wu Tie's spring weather rain magical power.

　　 The air flow brought up by his turbulent breathing, rubbed his lungs like a blade, ripped his trachea, and ejected from his mouth and nose. As a result, a large amount of blood spray sprayed, the pain made his eyes black, and the pain made his blood vessels jump all over his body.

　　 The flow of blood is accelerating, the body becomes extremely fragile, and the blood vessels cannot withstand the flow of blood. As a result, no matter the big or small blood vessels, they are spraying blood out.

　　 Qingwu let out a tragic howl. He struggled on the edge of life and death. He wanted to die cleanly and cleanly again and again, but was pulled back from the brink of death by Wu Tie again and again.

　　 "Even the most professional jailer in the country of Wu, the most powerful punishment master, is not as good as this king, and he has a thorough understanding of how to cause the greatest pain to people." After torturing him for hundreds of times, Wu Tie looked down and looked down. With green mist.

　　"Your body, your soul, everything about you, within your human body, every tiny cell, every tiny structure, everything, there is no secret before my eyes. Words."

　　 "I know how to make you pain to the extreme."

　　 "I know how to make you completely desperate."

　　 Qingwu spat out a mouthful of blood, he raised his head tremblingly, the scattered divine light in his eyes suddenly condensed, and the pupils narrowed to the size of needles stared at Wu Tie, Qing Wu hissed: "Desperate? Huh. Oh, we will not despair, it is you who should despair!"

　　 spit out a few broken teeth, and the green fog said strangely: "You did a good job in the Land of the Three Kingdoms, you did a good job here in Sui Chao... Very good, Wu Wang Wu Tie, You successfully prevented us from harvesting these two places."

　　"But what's the use? In other places, 嚯嚯, in the Tianzijia No. 2 Hunting Ground, we have slaughtered all the races on that land, leaving only a few'races', Let them thrive in the future."

　　 "Oh, this behavior is like harvesting the leek, leaving the roots and waiting for the next crop."

　　"We almost slaughtered the human races of the Tianzijia No. 2 Hunting Ground, and we destroyed the poor civilization that they had accumulated so hard and painstakingly...The "human races" we left behind, their IQs were all wiped out by us. For the most part, they have now returned to the primitive tribal society of slashing and burning."

　　"This is what is happening on the hunting ground of Tianzijia No. 2, and the battlefield of Dizi No. C. A civil war is breaking out. Nine Dragons seizes the protagonist, hey, a complete dynasty, divided into nine kingdoms of the gods. Fight against each other."

　　 "They will soon fall into our hands... They will soon be exhausted in cannibalism."

　　"Ah, there is also Tianziding No. 9 Hunting Ground. The resistance here is very fierce, but their **** emperor is our devout believer... He is using the flesh and blood of hundreds of millions of people to build altars and sacrifice to us ."

　　 "Just half a month ago, the emperor of the Tianzi Ding No. 9 hunting ground sacrificed all his direct descendants to us!"

　　 "Hey, there are many, many more examples of this."

　　"Wu King Wu Tie, you are doing very well... You are really, very powerful, very, powerful... But what can you do? You are alone, you can do it with all your strength, but It was a small frustration of our harvest plan on two trivial local battlefields."

　　"That's right, that's right..." Qing Wu frowned and smiled at Wu Tie: "You must be very puzzled, why do I know the so-called Tianzi hunting ground, earth battlefield, and human fate ground? "

　　 "Ah, King Wu, do you know what these representatives represent?"

　　 Qingwu tilted his head and smiled at Wu Tie: "This means that our power has penetrated into Wa Island... Oh, oh, oh, do you know Wa Island? Do you know? Do you know these hunting grounds? , Battlefield, fate, what do they represent?"

　　"Represents...your...total...sink...and...despair!"

　　 Qingwu twitched all over, and he smiled word by word to Wu Tie: "The reason why I stay here and endure your insults and torture is that I want to personally, face to face, and tell you... …You Pangu survivors, there is absolutely no possibility of turning over."

　　 "You are destined to despair... Why are you struggling?"

　　 Qingwu grinned: "Why, more, futile, struggling? You, quietly, peacefully, waiting for the grace of the gods to come~ IndoMTL.com~ Isn't this a good thing?"

　　 "Why, must, struggle, must, resist? Does it make sense?"

　　 Wu Tie looked at Qing Wu's twisted and happy face, and flew a kick on his face.

　　 Various curses that became more and more vicious and vicious fell like a storm, Wu Tie picked up a densely barbed scorpion whip in the prison, and slammed it down towards the green mist.

　　 beating, dying, treating...then beaten again, dying again, treating again...

　　 The crying, wailing, yelling, and begging of green mist resounded throughout the cell.

　　 After another three hundred rounds, Wu Tie dropped the scorpion whip that was almost disintegrated, smiled and nodded to Qingwu: "Now, I am in a much better mood, I have some questions, you Would you like to answer?"

　　 Qingwu gasped for a while, he regained some energy, then smiled at Wu Tie and shook his head: "Guess?"

　　 Wu Tie smiled and pointed to Qingwu: "It's really naughty, it's not good. Um, it's not good."

　　 Wu Tie squatted in front of Qingwu, tapping his forehead lightly with his finger: "Are you the blood clone of a certain'god'? I have seen Youruo and Aconitum's blood clones, give People feel exactly the same."

　　 "Well, I want to talk to your deity." Wu Tie said to Qing Wu sincerely.

　　"Come on, lick my feet." Qingwu smiled brighter and brighter: "Perhaps, if you lick cleanly, I will be kind and reward you with a chance to meet?"

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