True Immortal Fate

"Kill me!"

"Kill me!"

"Please kill me!"

Wang Qishan screamed miserably. How could he describe the pain? Although he couldn't move his whole body, the flame that Sun Xing used to wake him up not only woke him up from his coma, but more importantly, it instantly strengthened his nerves and five senses. The purple ice that surrounded his whole body was the culprit that caused him to fall into pain. The cold air emitted by these ice cubes constantly stimulated his tendons and pores. His nerves and five senses that were forcibly strengthened were doubly painful. Although his whole body was numb from the cold, because his nerves were also over-stimulated, the pain directly caused extreme pain to his soul and consciousness. This pain was beyond the physical. No matter how tough Wang Qishan was, he couldn't stand it and begged for death loudly.

"Sun Xing! What do you mean?" Li Xiaoya shouted angrily. Although Wang Qishan had nothing to do with him, he felt uncomfortable to see a righteous cultivator being tortured in front of him. The screams gave him goose bumps.

Although Huang Hua and others looked very unhappy, they did not say anything. After all, they had traveled much more than Li Xiaoya, and they had seen much more. They naturally understood what Sun Xing was doing.

However, Jinzhan and other demon cultivators were watching with great interest, and they kept whispering to each other.

Li Yuer's eyes flashed with a trace of disgust, and she turned her head to look at the scenery.

"Hehe! It's nothing! I just want to open your eyes!" Sun Xing was in a very happy mood when he saw Li Xiaoya's angry look, and he laughed.

"Humph! Now I know that you are not only a bad person, but also a pervert!" Li Xiaoya snorted and cursed.

"Hahaha!" Sun Xing raised his head and laughed loudly. Suddenly, purple fire ignited in his palm, and then he slapped the purple ice on Wang Qishan's body, and the purple air in the ice kept rolling.

"Ah!!!!!!!!! You killed me!!! I beg... please kill me!!!" As the purple air rolled, Wang Qishan screamed even louder, and his tears and snot sprayed. Later, he could only beg for mercy intermittently.

"Sun Xing! Don't waste time!" Li Xiaoya couldn't help but speak again: "Just tell me what conditions you have? This cultivator can be killed with one sword!" After that, he pointed his finger, and a red light shot towards Wang Qishan's head. Instead of being tortured alive like this, it would be better for him to fulfill his wish like this.

"Swish!" Suddenly, a figure flashed, and the figure of Jinzhan appeared beside Sun Xing. The blood-bone sword in his hand was extended, and with a sound of a touch, the red light was instantly rebounded and hit the ground directly, making a muffled sound, and a small pit was blown out on the ground.

"Don't be anxious, Li Daoyou! The fun is still to come!" Jinzhan looked at his blood-bone sword, licked his lips and said, "I haven't been so excited for a long time. I can't help but want to see the rest! If you ruin it, where can I go to watch such a good show?" After that, he deliberately licked his lips towards Li Xiaoya, with a very bloodthirsty expression.

"You!" Li Xiaoya was so angry when he saw this, and felt a kind of creepy feeling. It seems that these demon monks are all perverts? In fact, Li Xiaoya didn't know that these demon monks did it on purpose, so that he would bear more pressure when fighting, afraid, and unable to exert his strength.

"Since Brother Jin wants to watch it, then I will skip those unnecessary entertainment programs!" Sun Xing said with a look of pity.

"Ha!!!!" After Sun Xing said this, he shouted angrily, and his hands were full of purple fire. The purple air in the ice cube rolled desperately like boiling water.

"Ah! No!" Wang Qishan's head kept shaking. The pain actually made him resume his actions, but it was indeed more painful.

"Stop! Stop! I promise you everything!" Wang Qishan kept begging for mercy.

"I!!! I will join your magic path, I will join your magic path, please spare me!!" Wang Qishan suddenly shouted out his absurd request for mercy to join the magic path.

"Puchi!" Sun Xing laughed when he heard it, and then he raised his head and laughed, "Hahahahaha!!!"

It was a hearty laugh, and tears almost came out of his eyes.

Other magic monks also laughed.

You have to know that even if the demon sects catch righteous cultivators like this, when they are oppressed and tortured, many cultivators can't stand it and beg for mercy to join the demon sect and surrender, etc., but all of them will refuse, because generally such cultivators will not have much loyalty to the sect. There are too many examples of righteous cultivators joining the demon sect and then turning against it. Over time, the demon sects will definitely not want the cultivators who beg for mercy to join the sect after being soul-sucking and soul-refining. They will only become the laughing stock of the cultivation world. No wonder these demon sect cultivators laugh at them so much.

And the righteous will not accept the surrender of the demon sect, and if these cultivators who beg for mercy and surrender are let go, they can only be expelled from the sect and become scattered cultivators without sects or sects. This is also a major origin of the earliest scattered cultivators.

"Haha! Although I really want to spare you, let those in the cultivation world see how you righteous cultivators hate evil!" Sun Xing finally stopped laughing and laughed.

"I said... I... What I said... is true, I... I can swear to my inner demon... I'm going to take a detour... I'm going to take a detour... I'm going to take a detour... I'm going to take a detour...!" Wang Qishan seemed to really be unable to bear it, gasping for air and stammering to ask for a detour.

"Swear to your inner demon?" Sun Xing was stunned when he heard this, and smiled: "Now that you said this, I'm really a little moved! But I can't let our fellow Daoist Li wait for so long without seeing this interesting thing!" After saying this, Sun Xing seemed to have lost his patience, and suddenly purple fire burst out of his hand, spraying into the purple ice continuously.

"Ah!!!!" The purple ice rolled with purple air, and Wang Qishan roared desperately, his whole face suddenly turned purple and red, blood vessels burst, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears. It was bleeding from all seven holes, no! It should be seven holes spraying blood, which is more suitable to express the current scene!

"Bang!!" Wang Qishan's head suddenly exploded, and a green light shot out, about to fly into the air.

"Swish!" A purple jade bottle suddenly appeared in front of the green light, and a purple light net flew out, covering the green light ball in an instant.

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