"No, I really can't, please let me go."

"One more time, one more time, I'm not enough yet."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I really can't stand it anymore. If I continue, I'm afraid I'll run out of energy...Ah...don't be violent, I'll obey you, I'll obey you, come on..."

…

In the dense forest at the foot of the 108th Peak, conversations like this were heard continuously for several days.

The fourth general's weak pleading, painful screams, Ji Mo's cold and evil threats, and unabashed laughter scared away countless people.

It's terrible, it's really terrible.

The fourth general of the Nether Tribe, he was a ruthless and ruthless character who killed without blinking an eye, but now he has ended up like this.

That "needle man" boss has too strong taste!

Even if the fourth general can do something so mean and play for so many days in a row, is he still a human being?

It’s so heartbreaking and outrageous!

"Boys must protect themselves when walking outside. Especially ugly ones, you need to be more careful."

Many male monks suddenly had this thought in their minds and secretly raised their vigilance.

Those ugly men with grotesque shapes and crooked melons and cracks covered themselves more tightly than the last.

There are also men with fairer skin who deliberately tan themselves for fear of being noticed by Ji Mo.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ji Mo has become a being more terrifying than the devil.

Of course, it was never Ji Hanhan who was at fault, but these people who were not serious at heart.

In the woods, Ji Mo slowly opened his eyes and woke up from the illusion.

With a smile on his face and an unfinished expression, he said, "Come on, continue."

The fourth general next to him was trembling with fear and begging for mercy in a crying voice: "Mr. Ji, I really can't do it anymore. If I continue, I will exhaust my mental energy and die."

At this time, the fourth general was already thin and disfigured, his face was bloodless, he had big dark circles under his eyes, his eyes were sunken, his eyes were dull, and he was so damaged that he looked like a human being.

He wanted to cry but had no tears, and he even wanted to die.

No matter what kind of life I have been living these days, it is more difficult than going to the eighteenth level of hell.

Ji Mo forced him to use his spiritual powers again and again, almost draining him dry.

If you don't obey, Ji Mo will use that soul-killing nail to stab you, and your buttocks will be opened. If you obey, life will be worse than death. The pain of mental exhaustion is simply unspeakable.

The fourth general almost collapsed. This bastard named Ji is more vicious than the devil. He is really not a human being.

"Old man, how are you crying? Your time is getting shorter and shorter, and the times are getting smaller and smaller day by day. You are still not a man."

Ji Mo scolded him dissatisfiedly, feeling that the fourth general was too useless.

He was just using the fourth general's soul attack to reminisce about every moment he spent with Sister Bao'er and the beautiful childhood days.

This is homesickness and homesickness.

It's just that he underestimated his own mental strength. Even if the fourth general could erupt into a mental illusion comparable to the immortal realm, he wouldn't be able to hold him back for long.

This is under the premise that he intends to sink/fall, otherwise, I am afraid that the fourth general will not be able to pull him into the spiritual world.

The fourth general felt aggrieved in his heart. This man named Ji not only destroyed his will, but also ruined his dignity. This is unforgivable.

However, all resistance is in vain and can only be endured silently.

But he has secretly contacted other generals of the Nether Clan. Presumably those few have already started to set off and will try to save him from the fire and water.

The Nether Clan was almost wiped out by the Great Immortal of Emptiness. Over the years, these fish that slipped through the net have been hoarding their talents and cultivating their talents, and they have secretly infiltrated many forces.

It can be said that the Di family, Tian Yulin and Long family have the final say over the Blood State, but in fact they, the Nether Clan, are the masters of the Blood State and secretly control power beyond imagination.

It won't be long before the person surnamed Ji will regret it and die with his eyes closed for daring to provoke them, the Nether Clan.

"Fourth brother, don't play tricks with me. Only by changing your past mistakes and starting a new life can you survive."

Ji Mo also noticed that the fourth general was thinking seriously and gave him a reminder.

The fourth general quickly lowered his eyebrows and said submissively: "Mr. Ji, how can I dare to be so frivolous? I had no choice before, but I will definitely be a good person in the future."

Although he was submissive and resigned on the surface, in his heart he had fantasized about killing Ji Mo a hundred times.

The underworld is born with death and killing, so it is simply a wishful thinking for him to be a new human being.

Ji Mo nodded with satisfaction, then raised his eyes to the sky.

Above the sky.

The clouds are thick and the sun is shining.

The violent space power has subsided a lot, and the entrance to the passage has become larger and more stable.

The true appearance of the 109th Peak has become increasingly clear, and it is indeed very similar to the Buzhou Mountain described in the legend.

"Is it really the legendary Mount Buzhou?"

Ji Mo whispered, quite touched in his heart.

After all, this is China's sacred mountain and has extraordinary significance.

In the system, he learned a lot of inside information.

In order to end the source of darkness, the sages fought bloody battles in the starry sky, taking away almost all the sacred mountains and celestial mountains, and emptied all their wealth.

As a result, the Blue Star was depleted, the myth disappeared, and it fell into the Age of Ending Law.

If the lost sacred mountains and fairyland secret places can be moved back, the aura will surely revive, and Blue Star may once again become the center of the universe and regain its former glory.

"I miss Sister Bao'er so much, I miss the orphanage so much, and I don't know if I will have a chance to go back and take a look."

Ji Mo felt a little sad, as he had been away from his hometown for more than ten years.

Also, Tiantu is crossing the starry sky and may have reached Blue Star. I don’t know if Li Er’s unreliable old man can protect his hometown. It’s really worrying.

Ji Mo has a lot of worries and worries in his heart, but he understands that the top priority is to become stronger as soon as possible.

Once your body has completed its evolution and you have successfully embarked on the path of spiritual practice, you should be able to take the initiative by then.

Outside the woods, more and more monks gathered.

Everyone is waiting to enter the 109th Peak, and they can't wait to seize the opportunity of the 109th Peak.

All the prominent figures in the Blood State, as well as all the big forces from all sides, came.

There are even rumors that many big bosses in the Nine Heavens Palace have been alarmed and will send envoys or disciples to come.

Everyone is looking forward to a feast that is about to come.

But some people secretly sneered that this was also an excellent opportunity for a harvest.

…

In a quiet valley, Ying Mengyu's sad and angry voice came.

"Seven evil hags, I have always been very kind to you, but you...you actually plotted against me..."

At this time, Ying Mengwu was exhausted, breaking out in cold sweat, his pretty pale face was green, and purple-black blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

She didn't expect that the Qisha hag, who had been so loyal these days, would secretly poison her and try to kill her.

The Seven Evil Ghost Woman sneered: "Miss Ying, don't blame me, they really gave you too much. Your life is really valuable."

"Do you know that since I am Yinglong, I am not afraid of the consequences?"
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