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Although there was no smell of blood, the ruthless soul-suppressing nails were inserted into every acupuncture point of his body one by one, not only locking the body unable to move, but also sealing the soul.

The other party was like a butcher. There seemed to be an iron hook on a soul-suppressing chain. The iron hook went directly through the back of Bai Haotian's head, but it did not cause any substantial damage. At the same time, a complete soul was absorbed by this soul-stirring chain. The chain was completely peeled off.

Without any remaining strength to struggle, his soul was taken to the abyss of fire and burned for dozens of days. Bai Haotian had already lost his will, and his thoughts and intentions had become blurred, and he was no better than a piece of meat on the chopping board. of pleasure.

A blood-red scar ran through the skin from head to toe, looking so abandoned.

Next, the scene changed, and the color of the world suddenly changed.

In the foggy forest sea, a forest beast is playing with it. Its claws as strong as scimitars are throwing away the soul bit by bit. A brand new power is injected into it, but it is quickly eliminated. The giant beast becomes violent and throws away all the anger. Pour on this weak spirit body.

However, the giant beast did not want to end with this. Soon, the wound was sutured, but what happened next made Feng Yun unable to look straight at it.

It's like ripping out the heart and lungs of a puppet, then chopping off the hands and feet, and finally throwing away the brain.

The purpose of doing this is not to temper the human souls so that they are not so fragile, but just for the next experiment.

And everything that just happened seemed to have happened to Bai Haotian again, but this time he saw it more clearly. Feng Yun also suddenly understood the meaning of Bai Feng'er's unspoken words.

"They simply don't treat us as human beings. If we don't avenge this revenge, it will be difficult to rest the dead souls in peace."

Feng Yun was very puzzled. Even the revenge for killing his father was nothing more than this. Basically, he was tortured to the point of leaving no trace of his body. In the end, not many people could walk out of the shadows like Bai Haotian.

Such torture methods never stopped, every day. Performed in different places and at different times

"Their methods were used just right, making my soul become tougher and tougher, and my will cannot be destroyed. However, this is just the beginning, and the next thing is the most terrifying."

In the picture, a huge silver coffin suddenly emerged from the depths of the water. After the closed lid was opened, the thirteenth giant spirit god revealed his true face in Mount Lu.

It looked like a shriveled corpse with a pair of dark eyes. As if representing death, the soul that could not bear the torture no longer struggled or roared, and was shocked by the eyes of death.

The next moment, the shriveled corpse opened its mouth, as if to swallow the soul.

The strong adsorption force made Bai Haotian just Can obey, but at the moment of fusion, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and Bai Haotian's spirit body was sent out together.

The scene was suddenly covered by black blood, and when the soul revived, the giant coffin was slowly sinking , and at this time, a huge figure appeared in the picture, the

Time Counter. The power of time retrieval repaired Bai Haotian's injuries. The thirteenth giant spirit god who was on the verge of death once again emerged from the critical line between life and death. Stepped back.

Everything came back, the storm did not stop.

The scene turned again...

Forget about being naked, another layer of skin was peeled off alive, the iron chain and iron hook turned into a sickle, the endless ocean tide air Wrapping Bai Haotian's naked body tightly.

In the water curtain, a giant flood beast tore apart Bai Haotian's soul as cruelly as his body. The ruthless seawater focused on the body and flowed into the blood vessels. The waves of sand pain made it feel... His soul was about to collapse, flickering like a candle that was about to be extinguished.

At the moment when his will died, the giant coffin surfaced again, and the fusion and swallowing was once again rejected.

This is not the first time this has happened, and of course it is not. The last time, the same torture method, even Bai Haotian could no longer remember how many times he had experienced it.

"They are looking for a suitable spirit body to resurrect this ancient god. I don't know what the result will be, but I feel that a force representing destruction is reviving."

This is the only thing that Bai Haotian felt. Feng Yun finally understood why the Giant Spirit God's attitude towards the human race was so subtle. It turned out that he just didn't want to make too many sacrifices and waste the only nutrients he had.

Although Feng Yun was very angry, he Helplessly, the origin of fear he realized from this deeply touched Feng Yun's heart. It is already a miracle that Wang Chuntian can persevere until now.

"I just want to tell you that the following plan just caters to the wishes of the Giant Spirit God. This risky migration will definitely cause a storm. Although I don’t know how long this safe haven can last, the result is unacceptable.."

What Bai Haotian is worried about is the future of the human race. At least in the mother river of time and space that has been destroyed by the war, there are still many human races who are looking for a way out. If they are brought here, it is not to continue the flame of hope, but to enter and welcome them. Faced with a greater challenge, no one can accept it. Then there will be civil strife and another disaster.

But Feng Yun's attitude is:"Because of this, we have to race against time, even if they can't understand, but I I also believe that instead of living in humility, it is better to fight and die with the final dignity. Of course, I also believe that the Dragon Clan will not fall easily, and the Giant Spirit God has more than one enemy."

Now, the state of the disciples of the Nine Saint Sect is not like a walking corpse, but the weak confidence and hope, just shrouded in fear, will one day break the deadlock.

However, these are only what Feng Yun hopes, and only death can end this. Everything, this may be a sentence that Wang Chuntian encounters in his mind every day.

The timid and blank eyes prevent them from seeing any future. Even if they have come out of the dark side, they are still sinking here. It is not that they cannot get out, but that they can survive. Confidence is dead.

Lord Tianlong and others are constantly struggling to release the power bound by the soul-suppressing nail with a stronger will. Naturally, the giant spirit god has no way to deal with them, and can only use time to kill everything. However, midway Frequent incidents have changed the current situation, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the heart that has been brutally persecuted.

"I'm afraid they have to drive out the giant spirit gods in front of them, and fight blood for blood and tooth for tooth, so that they can truly realize that this is just a terrible dream, and it can end, and they can live boldly and confidently, instead of every day. Praying for relief one day soon."

The only way Bai Haotian can think of is this stupid idea that cannot be realized.

"The road is dead but the people are alive, there will always be a way. I believe that as long as we make some achievements, they will definitely see it."