Fu Jingtao was alone in the hands of a group of demons and in an inaccessible wilderness. It would be false to say that he was not worried about his own safety.

In particular, all the witches were staring at him, seeming to regard him as the Tang Monk's meat. Everyone wanted to take a bite, which made him feel inexplicably uneasy. He tried to stir up the topic just to observe Luo Ming's reaction and figure out the other party's intentions.

Only then can we prescribe the right medicine and wait for the opportunity to escape.

He said with a bitter face: "But Jiang Haoyun is dead! Miss Luo, you are going to fly far away. Why do you have to bring me as a burden?"

Luo Ming glared at the witches who were laughing and watching the fun, and asked without answering: "Have you practiced any mysterious magic?"

Fu Jingtao's heart moved slightly and he asked in surprise: "How did you know?"

Luo Ming snorted coldly: "If you hadn't practiced the secret technique, how could you have blocked my bone-corroding soul-obsessing magic! Do you know how many famous masters have fallen to my soul-stirring magic?" She was in the world.

The nickname "The Soul-catching Witch" not only means that she is stunningly beautiful and has the charm to seduce people, but more importantly, it implies that she is good at the secret magic of Soul-catching Witch, which can hurt people invisible and kill people without blood.

Fu Jingtao suddenly said: "It turns out that you took me away because you wanted to force me to learn about the spiritual secrets!"

Luo Ming said calmly: "This is one of them."

Fu Jingtao couldn't help but ask: "Is there any other reason? Can you tell me?"

Luo Minghan said with a face: "Why should I tell you? You are a prisoner, a prisoner. No matter what happens, you should be the first to reveal the cultivation method."

Fu Jingtao was immediately dumbfounded. He had never learned any spiritual magic. What he was strong at was nothing more than the fusion of souls from two lifetimes, so that his spiritual power was far beyond the ordinary. This was in the category of innate factors and had nothing to do with hard work in cultivation.

But can this reason be explained? After Luo Ming heard this, would he be furious and slap him to death on the spot? He wanted to use the signature of Patriarch Chen Tuan to scare the other party, but he was afraid that it would be counterproductive and expose him.

More secrets that should not be told.

The corners of Luo Ming's lips curled up slightly and she said, "Why, won't you cry even if you don't see the coffin? Do you have to go through all kinds of torture before you are willing to tell the truth?"

Fu Jingtao sighed: "To be honest, I have never learned any secret techniques. I don't know what to say." Every secret technique is formed after thousands of times of hard work. If you want to make up a paragraph to get through, that's it.

Absolutely impossible.

Luo Ming nodded and said, "Sure enough, you are naturally proud!" He stretched out his two fingers and stabbed him heavily.

Fu Jingtao felt a cold and biting Qi pierce into the meridians and acupuncture points, like a poisonous snake passing through, causing uncontrollable severe pain. He couldn't help but twitch all over. He didn't know what technique Luo Ming used.

The pain is as if it is heartbreaking, and it is like rubbing the bones with a file. It is irresistible and cannot be relieved. What is even more frightening is that the pain comes one after another like ocean waves, seemingly endless.

Fu Jingtao fell to the ground uncontrollably, rolling around in pain. The witches and blood demon guards looked on with cold eyes, completely unfazed.

Luo Ming saw that he was clenching his teeth tightly and not moaning or wailing. His face changed several times, and he shouted sternly: "Speak quickly! Otherwise, your meridians will be easily destroyed under the soul-searching finger!"

The stronger Fu Jingtao's perception and control of various parts of the body, the more intense the pain he felt. However, his will was extremely strong, and even if he wanted to faint from the pain, he could not do it. An ordinary person would suffer such a severe pain.

It was so painful that he might even bite off his tongue.

While trying his best to resist the invasion of the huge wave of pain, he hissed: "If you have the ability, just come, I will take over!"

The cold light in Luo Ming's eyes suddenly rose, and he said angrily: "I won't shed tears until I see the coffin!" He tapped his fingertips all the way, covering all the veins in his body.

Boom! Pain sources everywhere erupted at the same time. Fu Jingtao was like a prawn falling into a frying pan, bouncing up. His eyes were wide open, and a low and suppressed roar came from his throat. Every move on his head, face, and body

Every muscle was tense and beating, as if it would break in the next moment. With a pop, he fell heavily to the ground in the blink of an eye, twisting and rolling, sweating like pulp.

Others don't know it, but the witches naturally know how terrifying the soul-searching finger is, especially since Luo Ming just made an angry move and used the "Devil Soul-Searching Technique", the top of the soul-searching fingering techniques, even if it is a strong man with steel and iron bones,

You have to submit to this technique and beg for mercy.

Unexpectedly, a quarter of an hour later, and another quarter of an hour later, the young man who should have surrendered long ago was still struggling to hold on, neither falling into a coma nor asking for mercy. His tenacity of will was simply incredible. The witches looked at each other,

I was so shocked that I couldn't bear to feel itchy.

A witch with peach blossom eyes and a smoky look said with a smile: "Senior Sister, since hardness is not enough, how about using a softer method?"

Luo Ming frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"

The witch with peach-like eyes smiled and said: "Senior Sister, first unlock his restraints and allow me to take him aside and give him some guidance. If I ask him softly, he may have miraculous effects."

Before she finished speaking, the other witches had already laughed and cursed: "Xiaolang Hoozi, do you want to drink soup?" "What's the 'soft words to ask for', it's obviously to use the power of charm to wear away this boy's hardness!" "Hehe, this is

The method is very good. When he realizes the wonderful feeling between men and women, and the refined steel turns into softness around his fingers, are you still afraid that he won't reveal the secret obediently?" "I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Luo Ming's face gradually darkened, and he said decisively: "No nonsense!"

The witch with peach-like eyes rolled her eyes twice, half-smiling but not smiling: "Isn't it possible that the senior sister is worried and actually wants to take action herself?"

Luo Ming's face turned red and he said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense to me! I have my own ideas on how to pry his mouth open, so don't do me any harm."

The witches giggled and said, "If Senior Sister is willing to give it a try herself and accept him as her subordinate, wouldn't it mean that she can have whatever she wants?"

Fu Jingtao was in so much pain at this time that he could no longer see the images around him or hear the sounds from the outside world. All his perceptions were concentrated in his body, as if he was trapped in a chaotic universe environment, with no light, no sound, and no feeling.

As time passed, only his immortal consciousness drifted in the darkness.

This is a mysterious and strange experience. The whole body's senses are occupied by pain, but because the willpower is too strong, the consciousness is maintained and cannot be avoided by pretending to be comatose.

In a daze, he tried to extend the tentacles of his consciousness to touch the source of every severe pain. He quickly sketched a three-dimensional portrait of the whole body in his mind, marking all the sources of pain. Suddenly, a burst of enlightenment surged in his heart. These triggers

The site of severe pain must be a rarely-known secret point, which can amplify the pain signal of the body. If you want to relieve the pain, you must try to break the infuriating energy trapped in the hidden secret point just like you usually do with acupoints.

Luo Ming's alien energy was like a needle or a thorn, piercing deeply into the hidden acupoint.

In terms of the degree of condensation of his true energy, he is of course far inferior to the witch. But Luo Ming's true energy is from a rootless source and is slowly consumed every moment, while the true energy in his body circulates and can be obtained at any time.

Supplement: One will wax and wane, and the other will wax and wane, and there will eventually be a moment of victory.

With this thought in mind, he forcibly suppressed the feeling of pain, silently operated the internal energy and mental methods, moved Qi into the Dantian, directed the warm current of Qi to flow along the meridians, and surrounded and suppressed the alien Qi in the hidden points one by one!

It sounds easy to say this, but in the case of severe pain and heart-wrenching pain, the method of destroying the mind and driving the true energy to run according to the established route without any deviations can be said to be the only one in ten thousand.

Fu Jingtao has no way out and cannot retreat. If he wants to get rid of this torture, he can only face the difficulty and break the wave of pain from the source.

A secret war surrounding the control of the hidden cave began quietly.

Under the gaze of all the witches, Fu Jingtao's struggle gradually stopped, and his breathing became long and deep. Although he still twitched a few times from time to time, the pain on his face slowly faded. He had gradually adapted to the soul-searching technique of the devil's prison.

, withstood the inhuman pain!

Even among the unruly, cold and violent demons within the Heavenly Demon Sect, no one has survived the Soul Searching Technique in the Demon Prison! In other words, isn’t Fu Jingtao’s spiritual will superior?

Too many of them?

Martial arts practice is initially about physical fitness and foundation. At a certain stage, it depends on diligence, aptitude and understanding. After that, it depends on opportunities, good fortune and the accumulation of sects. In the end, it depends on spiritual will to break through to the realm of master.

transformation!

As the saying goes, a moth breaks out of a cocoon and a fish leaps over a dragon's gate. Without an indomitable spirit and an indestructible will, how can it be possible to break through the shackles of heaven and earth and reach the top of martial arts?

Those below the Grandmaster are all warriors. Only those above the Grandmaster can be called emperors and saints.

Fu Jingtao is young, but he already has the potential to become a master.

All the witches know their stuff, who wouldn’t want to catch this untouched young man as soon as possible? What’s more, behind him, there is a demon god standing tall and tall!

The witch with peach-like eyes clucked her tongue and praised: "Could it be that a dragon gave birth to a dragon, or a phoenix gave birth to a phoenix? It will be a great achievement for us to successfully bring him back to the Blood Demon Cave!"

How could Luo Ming not guess the little thoughts of the girls, and warned solemnly: "I know that you are intoxicated by beauty, but this child is very important, so we can't lose Yuanyang early! So hold your legs together and don't try to take shortcuts.

, take shortcuts. Otherwise, no one can save you!"

All the witches looked at each other and smiled, and joked: "Senior Sister, if you want to go up, it must be your turn first. How could we break the rules?" "Senior Sister, when things are going well, don't forget the sisters."

Luo Ming was so angry that he puffed up his cheeks, glared at them several times, suddenly smiled like a hundred flowers in bloom, put his hands on his hips and said: "Do you want to get a share of the pie? I'll say the ugly things first. If I can't get through this,

No one can get close to him!"

All the witches immediately roared and surrounded them, squeezing their hands, beating their backs, pressing their feet, vying to flatter each other. Everyone expressed their loyalty, and everyone said good things. All they had to do was offer Luo Ming as a Bodhisattva. The practice of the demon sect is cruel and bloody.
Chapter completed!