Jing Nai and more than fifty evil cultivators from the Soul Sect stood not far away, watching this scene with expressionless faces.
Is this considered torture?
Jing Nai shook her head.
Compared to the methods she used to abuse those beautiful men in the past, this was nothing at all.
This is nothing but revenge.
Revenge is like drinking blood.
Revenge means killing everyone.
Ling Luo stood next to Chu Ye's body, waiting silently.
Suddenly, an emerald-green light ball jumped out from Chu Ye's broken body.
Ling Luo's eyes dimmed.
She quickly stretched out her hand, like an eagle's claw, tightly grasped the green ball of divine consciousness, and held it in the palm of her hand.
"grumble!"
Chu Ye's spiritual consciousness struggled desperately and let out a heart-rending cry.
A sneer curled up at the corner of Ling Luo's lips.
"You still want to use your spiritual consciousness to escape? Then take away others?"
"Don't be too naive, do you think I will give you this opportunity?"
"Chu Ye, do you know that there is a kind of fire in heaven that can burn everything?"
"Why don't you give it a try? Not only your body, but also your soul will feel like it's being burned by the fire."
The next moment, a ball of blazing black and red flames ignited in Ling Luo's palm.
Chu Ye's green consciousness let out a sharp cry in the pure fire of heaven, and his voice was hoarse.
Tongues of fire engulfed him.
It shrouded all the green light inside and swallowed it up bit by bit.
The turquoise light group of spiritual consciousness finally turned into a wisp of smoke and completely disappeared into the heaven.
Ling Luo popped out another ray of heavenly pure fire and placed it on Chu Ye's bloody corpse.
There was a "boom" sound.
Behind her, flames shot up two feet high.
The sound of flesh being burned was crackling.
"You owe me these."
Ling Luo stood in front of the huge flames, with an indifferent smile on her lips: "Now, I'll give it all back to you."
Maybe it was because Chu Ye's body really contained too many sins. The fire burned for half an hour before it was completely burned out.
Ling Luo walked up to Jing Nai.
"Do you feel sorry for him?"
Jing Nai shook her head gently, her eyes clear, and said, "He deserves to die."
The corners of Ling Luo's lips curved in a satisfied arc, and she threw two celadon medicine bottles into Jing Nai's hands and said loudly: "One bottle for internal use and one for external use."
She raised her head and looked at the space full of cracks in the east of the second sky.
What's the best way to break it open?
Destroy it head on!
"prison!"
Ling Luo called softly.
The big fat cat that had always been black jumped out from the grass next to it.
Since Ling Luo completely inherited the inheritance of the Sun Temple, he drove out all the idle people in the tower, including the cheap dragon.
After leaving the Sun Temple, Jianlong immediately regained his energy and was no longer drowsy.
"Here you go, Xiaoluo."
The Jianlong jumped up and transformed into a jet-black Vulcan Dragon in mid-air that was more than 100,000 feet long.
"Roaring, roaring, roaring -"
A dragon roar resounded throughout the sky.
Ling Luo jumped on top of the base dragon, raised his head, his eyes drifted to the eastern sky, and said loudly: "Go over there!"
"Got the order!"
The cheap dragon roared again, flicked its long tail, and rushed towards the endless sky in the east.