All my disciples are sand sculpture players

The words of No. 9 from the Black God Sect made Ancestor Yan Mo and others stunned. They did not expect that the other party would be interested in the disciples of the Yanhuang Sect!

"This demon is also somewhat interested in these demon disciples of the Yanhuang Sect! I heard that they were reincarnated as demons and signed a contract with the ancient demon?"Mozi Mohan's eyes flashed, and he also said

"I also want to know why the demon clan ran to join He Yiming's command!"The elder of the Qinglong clan, Longpo, was also a little curious.

If it were just an ordinary demon clan, the elder of the Qinglong clan, Longpo, would certainly not be interested.

But the other party was reincarnated as a demon and signed a contract with the ancient demon!

These demon clans are definitely not simple, Qinglong Longpo, the elder of the Dragon Clan, naturally wanted to take a look.

After all, in the Demon Realm, the descendants of the Four Holy Beasts are basically the rulers on the surface. In their eyes, all the Demon Clan are just servants! One of their own servants actually ran to join He Yiming's subordinates, and not just ordinary servants, naturally made Long Po, the elder of the Qinglong clan, want to see it with his own eyes.

"That’s fine! Since the three distinguished guests are interested, I will personally guide you!"The ancestor of Yama Mo nodded, and then he led the three parties to the Yama Prison, the deepest part of the Yama Realm.

Soon, everyone slowly came to the depths of the underground, where there were waves of coldness, coldness, and... The aura of death gradually filled the air.

Longpo frowned slightly, Mozi Mohan enjoyed it quite a bit, and the aura of Black-clothed God Sect No. 9 remained unchanged.

"Ancestor Yan Mo!"

"Damn Ancestor Yama, I curse you!!!"

"Go to hell, you inhuman bastard!"

"Ahhhh! I want to die with you!"

"Kill me, kill me if you can!"

"Ancestor Yan Mo, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!!!"

……

As soon as he stepped into the Yama Prison, crazy curses and curses could be heard from the countless cages around him.

Those who were imprisoned here and tortured were naturally those who had a mortal feud with Ancestor Yama! Even if he is not the ancestor of He Yan Mo, he is still a disciple or descendant of the ancestor of He Yan Mo.

In response to all this, Ancestor Yan Mo just snorted coldly, and the pressure of the God Transformation Realm spread slightly, which shocked the prisoners detained in the prison, and immediately made the surrounding area much cleaner.

Ancestor Yan Mo did not waste any time and soon led everyone to a deeper level.

From the beginning of this level, there are various cruel punishment scenes. Countless prisoners endured extremely cruel torture here. Ordinary people would not be able to bear those scenes after seeing them for a few more times.

"Ahhhh! Go around me!"

"Kill me, please, kill me!"

"It hurts! It hurts so much, I can't hold on! Ahhhh!"

……

Here, begging for mercy, screams, and wails of pain come and go.

Ancestor Yan Mo was quite enjoying it, feeling the pain of these prisoners with a slightly satisfied expression, and even couldn't help but take a breath!

The pain and wailing of these prisoners, the wails and screams of their souls, are also a kind of luck!

A kind of luck that comes from being squeezed and tortured!

Therefore, Ancestor Yan Mo can increase his own strength by absorbing it!

Mozi Mohan is accustomed to this. After all, the frozen demon clan is even more cruel to slaves than this!

Longpo didn't care at all. The Qinglong clan was extremely noble. Apart from the Qinglong clan, what if other ants and their like died?

"……"Only No. 9 of the Black God Sect paused before continuing to move forward.

Ancestor Yan Mo didn’t think much and quickly led everyone to a deeper level!

However... after stepping here, the style of painting changed!

"Ouch, ouch, that’s it?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I woke up after a long sleep, it was boring!"

"Hey, I want a spiked punishment! Another lava burning set meal! Don't ask why, it's just so willful!"

"Are you a new jailer? Your binding technique is not good, do you want me to teach you? I'm so good at it!"

"Hahahaha, look, Brother Qi Tian has been sliced ​​into pieces, hahahaha, I’m laughing so hard!"

"I've already had two hot pot meals, why hasn't it been our turn yet? Do you jailors look down on me?"

……

On this floor, as soon as Patriarch Yan Mo brought everyone in, he heard bursts of free and willful voices from the Yanhuang Sect disciples.

"Your knife skills are really awesome! Brother Tongue is ten thousand times stronger than you! Cut off my tail first, why don't you cut off the legs first?"The Great Sage Qitian was chained and was lying on a table filled with blood, undergoing the punishment of cutting.

Normal monks would be unable to bear the pain and would scream or faint.

However, the Great Sage Qitian Not only did Saint not panic, he also taught the jailer who was executing the punishment how to cut more carefully and skillfully.

"Ah, comfortable! This is the feeling you want!"Beerus, the God of Destruction, was hung on a chain and burned in the lava. While burning, he gave him a comfortable horse.

Most monks would be burned by the breath of lava here and would be unable to bear begging for mercy. This is comparable to The oil pan is ten times more painful!

But the daily favorite of Yanhuang Sect disciples is burning the lava, roasting it, medium rare, and comfortable!

"Use more force on the thunder. Isn't your thunder strong enough? Why don't you feel anything at all? Does this force me to do it myself? The thunder will be released first into the flowers. Are you stupid? Don’t you know this bit of common sense?"Brother Jie said no, he was even more angry, cursing the jailer who tortured him with thunder for being too cool.

"Your piercing technique is wrong. Is there a hammer for leg piercing? Come, separate that iron thorn, I will teach you the essence of piercing!"My old grandson also said in a seductive manner, with a sophisticated tone.

"Marde, I have scheduled this ice execution for an hour, why haven't you come yet? Mad, he was clearly behind me, why did he jump in line in front of me! Are you taking advantage of others?"The girl over there looked over and even yelled at the jailers. She was very dissatisfied with the jailers for executing other Yanhuang Sect disciples first.

"？？？"Ancestor Yan Mo and everyone else looked confused.

What the hell is this horse riding?

Why didn't I hear the wailing of the Yanhuang Sect disciples?

What about the screams? What about the sound of pain? What about the sounds of torture?

After seeing the performance of several jailers, the ancestor of Yama Mo was so angry that his nose almost became crooked.

"It turns out that the method of torture is so profound and profound, I understand!"

"Thank you for your advice, Master! I learned!"

"Hold the grass, can the power of the sky thunder be so great? I understand, I understand, this Lei Dan is indeed a good thing!"

……

Many of the jailers in Yanmo Prison actually looked like students at this time, and were following the instructions of the demon disciples of the Yanhuang Sect. They all suddenly became enlightened, as if they had a great enlightenment.

This scene immediately made Ancestor Yan Mo almost explode with anger!