The screams have been continuous since they started. How can the strong man who was shouting endlessly just now still have any strength?
It made the corners of Lu Ye's eyes twitch.
The half-grown old man who led him in explained: "The Dragon Thorn used in this execution is of the spiritual treasure level. It not only beats people's bodies, but also beats their souls. Many monks who don't know the truth have suffered great losses here, little friend. , be sure to hold on tight for a while."
Although he was told that he had done nothing wrong and there would be no fatal blows here, it was not easy to make it too obvious, as there would always be some cutscenes.
There were screams here, and there were many imprisoned monks in the nearby cages making noises.
"Old One-Eye, please use some force. This guy still has the strength to scream. Are you showing mercy?"
"Old One-Eye, is this your son or your grandson? Why are you tickling him after you beat him so lightly?"
"Yes, yes, fight to death!"
"..."
He seemed to be just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
Lu Ye stood aside and watched with cold eyes, seeing the long barb-like Lingbao whip falling on the bald man again and again, hitting his back with his clothes broken and his flesh and blood blurred.
The long whip was called Ni Long Jian, and the monk who executed him was an old man with gray hair and beard who was described as slovenly. His cultivation at the peak of the True Lake Realm should be what the monks around him called Old One-Eye.
Old One-Eye lives up to his name. He has only one eye, and there is only a black hole in the socket of the other eye. It is unknown what disaster caused it. Even the only remaining eye is blooming with a ghostly light, which makes people look at it. Palpitations.
He is the executioner here in the prison, and everyone who comes to the prison to be tortured must pass under his hands, and all of them will shed a layer of their skin.
Therefore, looking at the entire Bingzhou Guard, he is also a well-known existence, which makes many monks who have been in and out of the prison change their expressions upon hearing this.
The bald man didn't know what he had committed. Although he had the cultivation of the True Lake Realm, his physical body was also extremely powerful. The reversible dragon spines not only hit the physical body, but also the soul. After five whips, the strong man had completely fainted.
Seeing that the majestic guy just now was hanging there like a dead dog, Lu Ye felt very sad.
This shows the foresight of the prison side. If the strong man had not been hung there and paralyzed at this moment, it would not have been easy to execute him.
While he was in a coma, he was whipped four more times before the monks on the prison side untied the bald man and took him away.
The executioner, Old One-Eye, walked aside, sat on a blood-stained chair, grabbed the jug next to him, and took a swig of wine.
"Little friend, it's time for you." The half-grown old man said.
Lu Ye took a deep breath, grabbed Amber from his shoulder, stuffed the Panshan knife into its mouth, let it bite, and strode forward.
"Here comes a boy."
Someone in the cage not far away saw Lu Ye and said with a smile: "He is still a little guy from the Yunhe Realm."
"Boy, what did you do? You were caught here!"
"Afraid of running away from the battlefield and becoming a deserter?"
"Boy, I will teach you a lesson. Don't use your spiritual power to resist. You must completely relax your mind. Once the whip is applied, you will faint immediately. You will not be able to feel anything afterward."
"Brother Zhuang, this is based on experience. Don't be ungrateful, kid!"
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Amid shouts from all directions, Lu Ye went to the place of execution, and the monks from the prison came forward to tie his hands and feet.
The rope that binds people is obviously not an ordinary thing. It can make it impossible for a person in the True Lake Realm to break free. At the very least, it is something at the Lingbao level.
Lu Ye didn't resist. There was no need, so he allowed others to tie him up and hang him up.
Not far away, Amber bit the Panshan knife and looked at him with tears in her eyes...
The half-grown old man walked up to Old One Eye and whispered a few words.
Lao Duyan didn't even raise his head: "You know my rules."
The half-grown old man said: "This is the boss's wish, and the boss personally sent me here."
The one-eyed old man raised the wine bottle to his mouth and paused, looking at the half-grown old man seriously. The latter nodded gently, indicating that he would not lie to him.
Only then did Old One Eye turn his head and glance at Lu Ye who was hung up.
"Don't ask me, I don't know anything!" Before Old One Eye could speak, the half-grown old man blocked the doubts in his mind.
"Understood!" Old One-eye put down the wine bottle, stood up, grabbed the reverse dragon spine, and walked behind Lu Ye.
The moment the spiritual power was activated, the sound of breaking through the air could already be heard.
Lu Ye felt as if he was struck by a thunderbolt in the back, and his protective spiritual power was instantly shattered. Severe pain spread throughout his body, and compared to the pain in his physical body, the pain in his soul was even more intense.
He has tried countless times to feel the pain of his soul.
At that time, when the soul was not too powerful, every time it was sharpened with the help of mirage stone, there would be a momentary pain when it died from it.
The pain was equally unbearable when checking the information carried on the leaves of the talent tree.
But compared to what I was experiencing now, those pains were like the difference between a breeze blowing on my face and a hurricane sweeping across my face.
He finally understood why even the True Lake Realm monks could not withstand such whipping.
This is simply not something that ordinary people can endure.
A scream couldn't help but escape from his mouth, veins appeared on Lu Ye's forehead, and his whole body was shaking violently.
"Huh?" Old One-Eye couldn't help but frown.
Execution is also very particular. Since it is an execution, it is natural for the person being punished to remember the lesson and not dare to commit the crime again in the future.
If you want to remember the lesson, you have to taste the pain.
It must be ensured that the victim does not faint.
Strength is a technical job.
Old One-Eye has been in charge of punishment here for decades. It can be said that he can make people faint whenever he wants.
Lu Ye was brought here personally by the Secretary General Wudang, and he was given instructions, so he would naturally take care of him. He didn't have to care about other people's face, but he couldn't care less about the Chief's face.
His original plan was to knock Lu Ye unconscious with a whip.
He is just a Yunhe Realm monk, and the power of the Dragon Thorn can be activated by Baiyi.
In this case, Lu Ye will not feel any pain in the next two whips, and he will also restrain his strength appropriately, so others will naturally not be able to tell any clues.
But what surprised him was that although Lu Ye screamed miserably, there was no sign of fainting at all!
What a strong soul!
Old One-Eye immediately understood what the problem was.
The Nilong Thorn not only beats the physical body, but also the soul. Normally, after being hit by this whip at the ninth level of Yunhe, there would be no screams and he would be unconscious on the spot. But the one in front of him was obviously different. His soul was stronger than he expected.
It was much stronger, and it was able to withstand the whip of the Dragon Thorn.
The thoughts in his mind turned around, but the old one-eyed man kept moving his hands, and he whipped out two whips again, leaving Lu Ye's back covered in blood and flesh.
After three whips, the half-grown old man immediately asked someone to put Lu Ye down and raised his hand to hold his arm.
Lu Ye was shaking all over, hissing and gasping for air. This encounter was unforgettable!
No one is allowed to come to this place like prison from now on!
"My little friend, can you still resist?" the half-grown old man asked.
Lu Ye gritted his teeth and nodded silently.
"Amazing!" The half-grown old man praised, how powerful the old one-eyed attack was. He could see clearly from the side. Logically speaking, the Yunhe realm could not survive the whip.
Old One-Eye did keep his hand with the last two whips. Although they seemed to be powerful, they were actually less than 20% as powerful as the first whip.
"If you have any healing materials, take them as soon as possible. You can't activate your spiritual power after entering the trapped dragon gate." The half-grown old man reminded quietly.
The so-called trapped dragon gate is the prison where those monks are imprisoned.
The monks are no better than mortals, so the cages in which they are imprisoned are all specially refined treasures, and they are also covered by a large formation. After entering the Dragon Gate, all the spiritual power is suppressed in the body and cannot move.
When Lu Ye heard this, he took out some healing pills with trembling hands and swallowed them. After thinking about it, he took out a jade bottle and put it close to his body.
Not long after, under the guidance of the half-grown old man, he came to an empty trapped dragon gate and placed him in. The half-grown old man said: "Young man, please rest and you will be free in ten days."
"Okay!" Lu Ye nodded.
The half-grown old man left, and the prison monks closed the trapped dragon gate and opened the ban.
In an instant, Lu Ye felt as if the spiritual energy flowing endlessly in his body was grasped by an invisible hand, and all the spiritual energy became stagnant and could not be moved.
Only then did he understand the power of trapped dragon gate.
If such a treasure is used to capture someone, it must be captured accurately, but how to trap the enemy in it is a troublesome problem.
The biggest difference between monks and mortals is their spiritual power.
Now that spiritual power is imprisoned, the only advantage a monk has is the powerful physique brought by his improvement in realm.
Physical cultivators will undoubtedly have a big advantage in this regard, while legal cultivators will be unlucky. Although their bodies are much stronger than mortals, they are at the bottom among all the monks of all factions. As a result, they will not be able to activate their spirits.
Under the premise of strength, it will greatly affect your own recovery speed.
Lu Ye is not worried about this. Although his physique is not as talented as Jujia, it is no worse than those in the same realm.
What's more, he had obtained the broken origin of the Soaring Dragon Realm, and the vitality in his body was strong and huge. Even if his spiritual power was imprisoned, his recovery speed was not comparable to that of ordinary monks.
Sitting down silently, he raised his hand and touched Amber, who came in with him: "Nothing!"
These words not only comforted Amber, but also comforted Yiyi.
In such an environment, it is inconvenient for her to show up, and she must be worried.
The injury on his back was nothing, but the pain in his soul was difficult to eliminate for a while, but Lu Ye also dealt with it.
He had encountered this situation many times.
He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He took out the jade bottle that he had put away before, opened the mouth of the bottle, reached out and dipped a little in it and stuffed it into his mouth.
Soul-cleansing water, for the current situation, this item is undoubtedly the most suitable treasure.
A warm feeling spread from his soul, as if a pair of invisible small hands brushed against him, the pain disappeared, and Lu Ye even felt a little refreshed.