Fu Jingtao was trapped in the hands of the demons alone, and was in a deserted wilderness. It was fake to say that he was not worried about his own safety.

Especially the witches were eyeing him, as if they regarded him as Tang Seng's flesh. Everyone wanted to take a bite, which made him inexplicably uneasy. He tried to raise the topic, just to observe Luo Ming's reaction and figure out the other party's intentions so that he could prescribe the right medicine and wait for an opportunity to get out.

He said with a bitter face: "But Jiang Haoyun is dead! Miss Luo, you are going to fly far away. Why do you have to take me as a burden?"

Luo Ming glared at the witches who were smiling and watching the fun, and asked without answering, "Have you practiced any spiritual secret method?"

Fu Jingtao's heart moved slightly and said in surprise: "How did you know?"

Luo Ming snorted coldly: "If you have not practiced the secret technique, how could you stop my bone-eating magical skills? Do you know how many famous masters have fallen under my soul-eating magical skills?" Her nickname "Soul-eating Witch" in the world not only means that she is amazing in beauty and has the charm of being captivating souls, but more importantly, it implies that she is good at the magical secret technique of soul-eating magical sect, hurting people invisibly, and killing people without blood.

Fu Jingtao suddenly said, "It turns out that you caught me away because you wanted to ask about the cultivation method of the secret spiritual method!"

Luo Ming said calmly: "This is one of them."

Fu Jingtao couldn't help asking, "Is there any other reason? Can you tell me?"

Luo Minghan said with a face, "Why should I tell you? You are a prisoner and a prisoner. No matter what, you should reveal the cultivation method first."

Fu Jingtao was stunned. He had never learned any spiritual secret technique. The strongest ones were nothing more than the fusion of souls and souls in two lifetimes, so that his mental power was far beyond ordinary. This belongs to the category of innate factors and has nothing to do with acquired efforts to practice. But can this reason be said? Will Luo Ming be furious after hearing this and slapped him to death on the spot? He wanted to play the sign of Chen Tuan's ancestor to scare the other party, but he was afraid that it would be counterproductive and exposed more secrets that should not be told.

Luo Ming's lips curled slightly and said, "Why, can you cry if you don't see the coffin? Do you have to experience all kinds of torture before you can tell the truth?"

Fu Jingtao sighed: "To be honest, I have never learned any secret techniques and I don't know what to say." Every unique skill has been formed after repeated training. It is absolutely impossible to make up a paragraph to get through the qualities.

Luo Ming nodded and said, "It turns out that he is naturally proud!" He stretched out his two fingers and poked him heavily.

Fu Jingtao felt a cold and bone-bangling true energy pierced into the meridian acupoints, like a poisonous snake passing through, causing an uncontrollable severe pain, and he couldn't help but twitch all over. I don't know what technique Luo Ming used, but the severe pain in his body seemed to be heart-wrenching, and it was like rubbing the bones with a file, which made people unable to resist and unable to relieve. What's more terrible is that the pain came in waves like waves, as if it was endless.

Fu Jingtao fell to the ground uncontrollably, in pain, and kept rolling. The witches and Blood Demon Guards watched coldly, not caring about it.

Seeing that he gritted his teeth tightly, Luo Ming did not moan and howl, his face changed several times, and shouted sternly: "Speak quickly! Otherwise, it will be easy to destroy your meridians under the soul search finger!"

The stronger Fu Jingtao's perception and control of various parts of his body, the stronger the pain he feels. But his will is extremely strong, and he can't even die of pain. If an ordinary person suffered such severe pain, he would probably even bite his tongue.

While trying his best to resist the invasion of the huge waves of pain, he hissed: "If you have the ability, come on, I will continue!"

Luo Ming's eyes surged and he said angrily: "I won't cry if I don't see the coffin!" He pointed his fingertips all the way, covering the veins all over his body.

Boom! The source of pain broke out at the same time. Fu Jingtao jumped up like a prawn falling into a pan, his eyes wide open and his throat made a low and depressing roar. Every muscle on his head, face, and body was tense and jumping, as if it would break in the next moment. In the blink of an eye, he fell heavily to the ground, twisting and rolling, and sweating like pulp.

Others don't know that the witches naturally know the terribleness of the soul search finger, especially Luo Ming just took action with anger and had already used the top "Demon Prison Soul Searching Technique" in the soul search finger technique. Even the strong man Ang Zang, who has a steel and iron bone, has to surrender under this technique.

Unexpectedly, after a quarter of an hour, the young man who should have surrendered was still struggling to support him, neither in a coma nor in a beg for mercy. The tenacity of his will was simply incredible. The witches looked at each other, and were shocked and felt itchy.

A witch with peach blossom eyes and a charming look in the smoke smiled and said, "Senior Sister, since it's so hard, how about changing the soft way?"

Luo Ming frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"

The witch with peach blossom eyes smiled and said, "Senior Sister first unleashes his ban and let me take him aside to enlighten me, and ask for help with soft words, or they may receive miraculous effects."

Before he finished speaking, the other witches were laughing and scolding, "Little Langshi, do you want to eat the soup?" "What is the 'soft words'? It is clearly to use charming skills to get rid of this kid's toughness!" "Hehe, this method is very good. When he knows the wonderful taste between men and women, the refined and refined steel becomes soft and soft, are you still afraid that he will not tell the secret obediently?" "I'll come, I'll come!"

Luo Ming's face gradually became gloomy and he said decisively: "Don't mess around!"

The witch, whose eyes were like peach blossoms, rolled her eyes twice, and said with a smile: "Is it true that the senior sister is worried that she will take action in person?"

Luo Ming's face turned red and he said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense with me! How to pry open his mouth? I have my own concerns. Don't help me."

The witches laughed and said, "If the senior sister is willing to try it out in person, will she take him as the minister under her skirt? Wouldn't she want anything?"

Fu Jingtao was so painful that he could no longer see the images around him or hear the sounds from the outside. All his perceptions were concentrated in his body, just like he was trapped in the universe where chaos had just begun to open. There was no light, no sound, and no time could be felt. Only his immortal consciousness was wandering in the dark.

This is a mysterious and unique experience. The whole body is occupied by pain, but because of its strong willpower, it maintains a clear consciousness and cannot avoid it under the silence.

In a trance, he tried to extend the tentacles of his consciousness to touch the source of each severe pain, and quickly outlined a three-dimensional full-body portrait in his mind, marking all the sources of pain. A sudden enlightenment surged in his heart that these parts that caused severe pain must be hidden places that rarely known, which can double the pain signals in the body. If you want to relieve the pain, you must try to crack the true energy that is stuck in the hidden places just like you usually remove acupoints.

Luo Ming's alien true qi is like a needle or a thorn, and is deeply piercing on the hidden acupoint.

Judging from the degree of true qi condensation, he is of course far less than that of the witch. But Luo Ming's true qi is a source of rootlessness and is slowly consumed every moment, and the true qi in his body can be replenished at any time. One rises and the other falls, and there will be a moment of victory.

With this in mind, I forced myself to suppress the pain, silently activate the internal energy and mental method, qi radiate the Dantian, and direct the warm current of true qi to flow along the meridians, and encircle and suppress the alien true qi in the hidden acupoint one by one!

This matter is light, but in the case of severe pain and heart-wrenching, the method of destroying the mind and driving the true qi to operate according to the established line. There cannot be any deviations in it. This concentration of mind and nature is nothing.

Fu Jingtao has no way out and cannot retreat. If he wants to get rid of the torture, he can only face the difficulties and disintegrate the wave of pain from the root.

A secret war around the control of the hidden hole quietly began.

Under the gaze of the witches, Fu Jingtao's struggle gradually stopped, and his breathing turned long and deep. Although he still twitched from time to time, the pain on his face slowly faded, and he gradually adapted to the soul-searching technique of the Demon Prison, resisting the inhuman pain!

Even in the Demon Sect, those rebellious, cold and violent demons have never heard of anyone who has survived the Demon Prison Soul Searching Art! In other words, isn’t Fu Jingtao’s spiritual will much better than them?

Martial arts practice initially talks about physical fitness and foundation. When it reaches a certain stage, it depends on diligence, qualifications and insight. In the future, it is opportunities, fortune and sect accumulation. When it finally breaks through to the master's realm, it will inevitably be a transformation of spiritual will!

The so-called moth breaks through the cocoon and fish leaps on the dragon gate. Without the indomitable spirit and indestructible will, how can we break the shackles of heaven and earth and reach the top of martial arts?

All the masters are warriors. Only those who are above the masters can be called the Emperor's Saint.

Fu Jingtao is young, but he already has the potential to become a master.

All the witches are cognitive. Who wouldn't want to catch this uninformed young man? What's more, behind him is a demon god standing tall!

The witch with peach blossom eyes praised: "Is it a dragon that gives birth to a dragon and a phoenix? It will be a great achievement for us to successfully bring him back to the Blood Demon Cave!"

Luo Ming could not guess the little thoughts of the girls. He solemnly warned: "I know you are so charming, but this son has a great relationship. You can't lose Yuanyang early! So tighten your legs, don't think about taking shortcuts and taking shortcuts. Otherwise, no one can save you!"

The witches looked at each other and quipped, "Sister Sister, it must be your turn to go first. Why did we break the rules?" "Sister Sister is natural, don't forget the sisters."

Luo Ming was so angry that he puffed up his cheeks, glared at them fiercely, and suddenly laughed like a hundred flowers blooming. He said with his hips: "I want to get a share of the pie, right? I'm talking ugly words ahead. If I can't get through this hurdle, no one can think of getting close to him!"

The witches immediately surrounded him with a whistle, clamping hands, pounding backs, pressing feet, and serving each other. They all showed their loyalty and everyone said good things, but they only wanted to worship Luo Ming as a Bodhisattva. The practice of the Demon Sect was cruel and bloody, and the weak had no room for survival. In order to get the opportunity to climb up, why not be a slave or a servant?
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