Ning Xiaoran's eyes flashed with determination, and he looked at Jiangnan with hatred, and said sternly: "Jiangnan, wait, the day when my father's great skills is completed is your death. By then, the entire six realms will belong to our heavenly race!"

When Jiang Nan heard this, his brows frowned slightly.

"Has been practiced?" He repeated Ning Xiaoran's words in a cold voice.

"What magic skills have you Tianren practiced?" Jiang Nan looked at Ning Xiaoran and asked sternly.

Ning Xiaoran sneered in his eyes: "I won't tell you, just wait for the end!"

Seeing him say this, Jiang Nan felt even more unpleasant premonition.

If the leader of the Tianren clan practiced some martial arts that harmed the people, the six realms would be over.

Thinking of this, he twisted Ning Xiaoran's neck and overwhelmed pressure swept towards him.

Ning Xiaoran's face was distorted in pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "Jiangnan, if you have the ability, you can kill me!"

Jiang Nan's eyes turned cold: "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"You can't change anything if you kill me. My father will have a way to resurrect me, but if you dare to kill me, you must bear the anger of my celestial race!" Ning Xiaoran said frantically.

He was confident that Jiang Nan dared not kill him.

Jiang Nan's intention to kill even more, but he really didn't want to kill Ning Xiaoran.

The leader of the Tianren clan must be practicing some evil techniques. Judging from Ning Xiaoran's meaning, it must be some amazing skill. If they really practice it, it will be even more difficult to deal with.

You must know from Ning Xiaoran what skills the leader of the Tianren clan has practiced.

Jiang Nan thought, and the soul-squeezing sword in his hand suddenly swung. In an instant, there were several deep bone-deep wounds on Ning Xiaoran's body.

"You just said you are not afraid of death, and I don't plan to let you die so easily. Let me see when you can last!"

After saying that, Jiang Nan controlled the Soul-Suppressing Sword to stab Ning Xiaoran continuously. These injuries were not enough to kill him, but they could make him feel tortured.

Ning Xiaoran soon collapsed on the ground in blood, like a dead dog, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

The severe pain made him feel in terrible, and his fear of Jiangnan rose to a peak. Even so, he still gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Jiang Nan was also very surprised. Ning Xiaoran's mouth was so hard that he almost cut into pieces by him, but he could still hold on without revealing it.

However, this just shows the seriousness of this matter, so Ning Xiaoran is so stubborn.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Jiang Nan's eyes, and he became even more ruthless, with extremely cruel means.

Ning Xiaoran let out a heart-wrenching scream, and it was extremely cunning.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Jiangnan, you beast, kill me!"

Jiang Nan looked at him coldly: "I want to die? It's not that easy. If you don't say it out, I will torture you..."

As he said, a small exquisite porcelain bottle suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Do you know what this is? This is the Tianling Liquid, which can keep you in pain, but you will not die. I use this to hang your life, so that you can not die, you can enjoy such a good thing soon."

Jiang Nan's words were like a nightmare in Ning Xiaoran's ears. He was so scared that he lost his mind by Jiang Nan.

Seeing Jiang Nan pouring the Tianling Liquid into his mouth, Ning Xiaoran screamed in horror.

He knew that he could not escape death today, and it would be endless torture if he continued like this. Thinking of this, he made up his mind and could no longer bear it. He slapped himself to death with one palm.

Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Ning Xiaoran had the courage to stop himself, but he underestimated him.

"What a pity..." Jiang Nan muttered to himself, then his eyes sank.

Suddenly, a cruel look flashed in Jiangnan's eyes. His big hand grabbed the void. In an instant, Ning Xiaoran's soul, which had just left his body, was trapped by Jiangnan.

Ning Xiaoran, in his soul form, was shocked suddenly, and was stunned and looked at Jiangnan in horror.

Seeing his expression, he had not yet reacted to what was going on, but he saw his own body in his sight.

His eyes were extremely frightened and he stared at Jiang Nan in fear: "No, how is this possible? Am I dead? How could you still catch me..."

Ning Xiaoran was so scared that his soul became weaker. He just didn't want to continue to be tortured by Jiangnan, so he chose to die. Anyway, his body was destroyed. As long as his soul was immortal, his father would have a way to resurrect him.

At that time, the patriarch of the Tianren clan would definitely find him a perfect body, and Jiangnan could do nothing, after all, it is impossible for a dead person to speak.

Ning Xiaoran thought very well, but he didn't expect Jiang Nan to actually capture his soul body.

Jiang Nan sneered and said ruthlessly: "Ha, I really think I can't do anything to you if you die, and even dead people have to talk to me!"

As soon as Jiangnan finished speaking, a strange flame instantly surrounded Ning Xiaoran's soul.

"Ahhh!" A miserable voice came from Ning Xiaoran's mouth.

The pain caused by the soul is a hundred and a thousand times more painful than the body, because the soul is very fragile.

What's more, what burns Ning Xiaoran's soul at this time is the fire of hell. It is already an unbearable pain for the burning of hell fire, and it is even more painful for the burning of soul.

Not only that, the fire of hell can burn the soul. Under such burning, Ning Xiaoran's soul will be burned to pieces soon.

Ning Xiaoran was really scared. He endured huge pain, and the pain in his soul made him wish he could immediately lose his soul.

But Jiangnan has always controlled the power of the Hellfire, which can not only make Ning Xiaoran suffer in great pain, but also will not let his soul dissipate quickly.

It is worth mentioning that when the soul receives great torture, the mind will gradually disappear in this great pain.

"Jiang, Jiangnan, I, please let me go, ahh..."

Ning Xiaoran lost his mind in pain and begged for mercy incoherently.

Jiangnan, however, remained unheard of it and continued to let the hellfire burn Ning Xiaoran's soul.

Ning Xiaoran continued begging for mercy and said, "Ah, I, I said, I will tell you everything, you can spare me, ah!"

Jiang Nan shouted coldly with a cold face: "Speak quickly!"

"I, my father, practiced the martial arts. When the demon skills are perfect, my father's cultivation will increase a hundred times. That's all I know."

Ning Xiaoran's soul had become transparent when burning the hellfire. Under such pain, it was impossible for him to tell lies.

Seeing that he said this with difficulty, a murderous aura flashed in his eyes. As soon as he thought, the hell fire instantly swallowed Ning Xiaoran's soul.
Chapter completed!