Both of her wrists had already been pierced, and they were bloody and bone-white.
Now this black vine is no more than the thickness of a little finger, and it seems to have just separated, and it is drilling along her wound.
The skin and flesh were torn apart, and bright red blood gushes out, but before it could drip, it was already absorbed by the black vine.
The gloomy black was dyed with a touch of scarlet, which made people feel chilly just by looking at it.
Bai Lisnuo's hand trembled slightly, as if it was an instinctive reaction caused by pain.
But she quickly returned to normal, without even letting out a painful groan, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
Seeing this scene, Nanwu's gloomy expression suddenly softened, and a strange and sinister smile appeared on that old face.
He seemed to sigh and praise, and spoke in a hoarse voice, word by word:
"As expected...the pain of tearing away bones and flesh is actually bearable. But it's also true that you've been doing this for so many years, so you're used to it even if you're not used to it, right?"
These words of his did not stimulate Bai Lisnuo in the slightest.
She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and endured the excruciating pain, but still refused to raise her head to take another look or say another word.
It was as if she was afraid that the person in front of her would dirty her eyes and ears.
The smile on Nanwu's face quickly disappeared, and his expression turned gloomy again.
"Why, even you look down on me, right?"
His fists were clenched, veins popped out, and he seemed to want to raise his feet to step forward, but in the end he endured it and stopped in front of the cage, daring not to come any closer.
Blissino is different from those ants that can be tortured and killed at will.
She was imprisoned here, and although she was tortured, Nanwu and others had no right to deal with her.
Not to mention beating him, he couldn't even get close.
So even if he was angry in his heart, he could never take his anger out on Bai Lisnuo.
"Just wait! When they come, I will bring them to you and show you what will happen to those who dare to break into the Immortal Mountain!"
Nanwu shook his sleeves angrily.
Bai Lisnuo's lips were pale, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead because of the pain.
But from beginning to end, she didn't move or make any sound.
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Ming Jian Zong.
After a whole day of careful investigation, they determined that all the dead people here had their spiritual roots dug up.
In addition, it is true that only the body of the sect leader disappeared.
However, this search still failed to find any clues.
The person who carried out the attack did not leave anything behind at the scene, and because the battle between the two sides was so brutal, the scene was in a mess. Even the special traces caused by the attack were in chaos and difficult to distinguish, and nothing could be found at all.
The investigation into the matter has reached a deadlock.
Everyone was sitting in the hall together, and the atmosphere was tense.
Baili Feiyang frowned and said, "The opponent has at least two spiritual saints."
After all, the leader of the Mingjian Sect himself is a spiritual saint.
With such a unilateral massacre, it is obvious that there is a huge gap in strength between the two sides.
Yao Songbai stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and said, "But I looked at it for a long time, but I still can't see which saint made the move. Did you see anything?"
He said, raising his eyes to look at everyone.
There are not many powerful spiritual saints in the realm of gods, and even if they don't know each other, they have at least heard their names.