Zhou Tong walked out of the stone house and saw the serious face of Senior Brother Yan Song at a glance.

"Everything is familiar with this period of time, it should be fine." Yan Song asked calmly.

Zhou Tong nodded slightly and didn't say anything.

"Don't be too nervous. Long-term resentment shock may lead to disaster. There will be no problem once or twice, unless you are born with extremely weak mental power." Yan Song said.

"I still have some confidence in my mental power."

"That's good."

Senior Brother Yan Song didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the prison cell where the prisoner was imprisoned, signaling Zhou Tong to follow.

Outside the other stone houses, Li Ming, Chen Xuan, Zhao Wei and Qian Chong also walked out and silently handed Zhou Tong an encouraging look.

"Although this place is full of yin energy, fortunately everyone is pretty good."

Zhou Tong nodded at them with a smile, turned around and quickly followed Senior Brother Yan Song.

"The evil path you want you to kill today is called the old man Yinluo. This person is uncertain and has been active near the Luochen Mountains. This person has killed hundreds of innocent civilians just to refine an evil blood vessel called Yinluo Banner. He was captured by our Taicang Sect disciples a while ago, and he can be called a death-lost innocence."

While walking, Senior Brother Yan Song introduced him.

Zhou Tong knew that this was a routine introduction by Senior Brother Yan Song. Anyone killed by the Killing Cave is a person with great sins, not to mention those demons and ghosts, they are the mortal enemies of the human race.

Following the long prison passage, the two of them arrived at the door of a bluestone prison in the second half.

Senior Brother Yan Song took out the token in his hand and shook it slightly at a cell in front of him. A ray of inspiration shot out, which emitted a faint light from the cell door. A ray of light flowed rapidly, and a gossip pattern appeared.

Senior Brother Yan Song reached out and made gestures again, and a series of spiritual lights shot out from his hand, and the gossip pattern also slowly turned at this moment.

Then, with a click, the bluestone gate opened automatically.

Zhou Tong's eyes were cast in.

I saw that under the dim light, an old man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes was penetrated by the chains of his limbs, chest and abdomen, and was firmly fixed on the stairs and unable to move.

Seeing the door open, the old man Yinluo seemed to know that his time was coming. His face was full of a hideous smile and struggled. The chains on his body were automatically retracted at this moment.

The old man Yinluo was twitching as if he was struck by lightning, but he still cursed.

Senior Brother Yan Song's eyes were calm, and he waved his hand. As the blood roared, the chains suddenly fell off the body of the old man Yinluo with a squirting sound. A trace of red and black blood followed.

Before the other party could struggle, Senior Brother Yan Song waved his arm and a blue chain whizzed out of his body, tied the other party tightly.

The two walked out of the cell, walked all the way back, and went directly to the end of the first floor.

There was an octagonal stone platform, about half a person tall, with some strange blood-red lines burned on it, flowing like blood, exuding a strange breath.

Senior Brother Yan Song placed the old man Yinluo on the octagonal stone platform. According to Zhao Wei's previous teaching, Zhou Tong opened a box made of stainless steel next to the stone platform and took out several two long iron nails of thickness from it.

It must be covered with some mysterious patterns. I don’t know how long it has been used, but it still looks as smooth as new.

This object is called Demon-Subduing Nail, which is made of strange stones and can suppress the blood power of the demons and the blood power of the demons.

Zhou Tong held the Demon-Subduing Nail in one hand and the stone hammer beside him with the other. He silently smashed the nine Demon-Subduing Nails into the limbs and chest of the old man Yinluo, making it fit together with the holes on the octagonal round platform.

During this period, the old man Yinluo wailed loudly, but Zhou Tong didn't even frown.

After all this was done, as the formation was activated, the entire stone platform made a buzzing sound, and the surroundings were instantly whistling, and Zhou Tong felt his whole body tightening.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Yan Song nodded slightly to Zhou Tong, and turned around and left.

Zhou Tong strictly implemented the law of execution. He took out a dagger of the length of his palm in the iron box beside him, and every once in a while, he would slash the old man Yinluo.

Old Man Yinluo kept wailing and cursing Zhou Tong constantly, his eyes full of resentment.

Under the action of the formation, a strong resentment rushed towards Zhou Tong, as if it was a spike, and a layer of rich black light was shrouded around the octagonal stone platform.

"It does have an impact on mental power. It will be not strong at this moment, but it will not be so good if the execution lasts for about six or seven hours."

Zhou Tong also knew the difficulty of this job.

However, all this is worth it. The only shame is that this time he was assigned evil ways, not demons.

Time passed slowly. During this process, Zhou Tong would slash the Yinluo old man in a specific part every once in a while. The Yinluo old man also cried out from the beginning and the last begging, and the tears flowed out from the beginning.

"Stand by it, as long as you can persevere until the end of the ninety-nine-eighty-one sword, your sins will be cleared, and then I will let you out."

Zhou Tong said calmly.

Whenever the Yin Luo old man was about to collapse, Zhou Tong would say something like this. When the Yin Luo old man saw the hope of living, he cheered up again and looked at Zhou Tong with a vicious look, constantly providing resentment and evil spirits.

"That secret disciple who is proficient in spells is proficient in psychology."

Zhou Tong thought to himself.

The evil demons who entered the Killing Cave have never walked out alive.

Therefore, even if the old man Yin Luo withstood ninety-eighty-one swords, Zhou Tong would not be ruthless in the end and would still kill him.

The reason why he said this was just to give Old Man Yin Luo a hope in his heart and provide more resentment.

Such a rebellious act seems to be despised, but there is no kindness in the face of evil ways.

This operation reminded Zhou Tong of a famous "hope" experiment at Harvard University. A doctor named Carter placed a little white mouse in a cup filled with water. The wall was smooth and could not be caught. The mouse did not want to drown inside, so he could only swim desperately.

Dr. Carter first conducted 20 sets of experiments and found that the mice were struggling in the water for about fifteen minutes before sinking. However, when they were about to drown, Carter took them out, blew them dry, let them rest for three minutes, and put them in the cup again.

This time, the teenage mice persisted for 60 hours.

The old man Yinluo is similar to the teenage mouse. When he saw hope at the end of his journey, he would definitely persevere. Just the execution of the punishment and the destruction of the body, generally speaking, would not let these evil ways die.

They died in the middle, most of them were mentally defeated and died.

Zhou Tong endured the strong resentment shock, and finally, he cut the last knife. At this time, seven hours had passed since the execution began.

Under such a long period of mental impact, Zhou Tong couldn't help but sweat on his forehead and his face turned slightly pale.

"Haha, I've gotten through it and let me go."

The old man Yinluo saw the hope of life, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. His body could not move, and his eyes desperately glanced at Zhou Tong and signaled Zhou Tong to release him.

Zhou Tong slowly stood up, lowered his head and met the old man Yinluo, and then said the cruelest words, "Sorry, I lied to you just now, and after 81 swords, you are still going to die!"

The old man Yinluo was slightly stunned at first, and the light of hope in his eyes instantly extinguished, and a flood of resentment surged, much stronger than before.

"You! You must die a bad death!"

The old man Yinluo cursed and attacked Zhou Tong with the most vicious words.

Zhou Tong looked calm, and the dagger in his hand instantly cut off the other party's head.

Then, Zhou Tong felt a big breath and felt a pain like a needle prick on his head.

The last moment of resentment was stronger than everything before. Zhou Tong felt that his head seemed to be hit hard by someone, a little confused.

After gasping for a while, Zhou Tong got up and walked towards his stone house.

When he arrived at the stone house, Zhou Tong found that Zhao Wei and others were waiting for him at the door. Zhou Tong said hello to him and then entered the room to recuperate.

The first execution was a little better. Zhou Tong slept for a whole day and night before he recovered.

Time flies, and five days passed in a blink of an eye. Zhou Tong took over another task of executors, but unfortunately, it is still a evil way to execute the punishment.

Zhou Tong was a little disappointed, but he knew that as long as he was in the Killing Cave, it would be a matter of time before he met a demon, so he was not too impatient.

In this way, when the next execution comes, Zhou Tong finally welcomes the first demon he is going to kill.

It was a monster called the spider-faced demon. If the monster was born by the people's belief, it was born in a remote small village where people believed in a strange totem of the spider-faced human body because of some ancient times.

This monster was born from faith. After growing up, it took the people who believed in it for a long time on the spot, and every year the villagers offered dozens of people as food rations.

Later, he was captured by the disciples of the Taicang Sect and sold to the Killing Cave.

Zhou Tong looked at the spider-faced monster who was firmly fixed on the octagonal stone platform and screamed with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

This was the first time he encountered a monster.

This object has a spider-faced human body, with green skin, and looks extremely ugly. The green blood vessels are as twisted as tree roots, and the blood-red eyes are full of violence.

"I finally waited for the demon."

Zhou Tong felt secretly happy, and his hand raised his sword and began the long execution process.

As the spider-faced demon kept wailing, resentment continued to hit. This time, although it still brought some burden to Zhou Tong, compared with before, he was filled with joy.

Finally, with the resentful roar of the spider-faced demon, the strong resentment almost condensed into reality. When he came, Zhou Tong's body shook slightly, his face turned pale and stood firm again, and everything subsided at this moment.

"That secret disciple is a powerful master of Tongxuan Realm. I really can't guess the magical powers that a strong man cultivates. Over the years, he has absorbed so much resentment in the killing cave.

The great magical powers cultivated based on resentment and evil spirits may be within a hundred miles of radius. I wonder who can stop this power."

A trace of flame appeared in Zhou Tong's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a hint of fascination.

"With the killing hole, my practice will also make breakthroughs and progress. In the future, it will be difficult to become such a powerful person with the power of heaven."

With expectations for the future, Zhou Tong returned to the stone house.

Before, his mental power was consumed too much, so Zhou Tong did not support himself, but lay down on the scene and slept for seven or eight hours before getting up.

After getting up, he immediately poured his mind into his mind.

There, a spider-faced monster, standing next to graphite in a state of ecstasy, lowering his eyebrows and waiting to pull the grinding for Mr. Zhou.
To be continued...