Chapter 1142 The problem lies in Thunder Mountain! Corpse Mountain
Many spells are twice as powerful when the caster uses blood to cast them.
For example, the great elders of the Black Witch Cult and Tian Wen both used their own blood to increase the attack power of their spells.
This is also a desperate way for monks to save their lives.
Jiang Sheng can also use his own blood to increase the attack power of spells, but he has never used this method.
Now that his body is so powerful, it is very difficult to get some blood, and he can no longer use this method.
However, when Jiang Sheng was cursing members of the Morgan family in Xiangtan, he was counterattacked by Morgan Arthur from a distance, and was repelled, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.
Since the blood Jiang Sheng spit out was golden, he collected the blood out of curiosity.
Later, Jiang Sheng discovered that the golden blood contained powerful energy, and he refined it into three powerful talismans.
Although Jiang Sheng knew that the power of these three spiritual talismans was enough to deal with the innate strong men, he did not expect that the power was so terrifying. Charles, who was comparable to the peak cultivation level of the Grand Master, was vulnerable to the Shattering Sky Talisman.
"Misstep! It's such a waste to use such precious talismans to deal with this foreign devil!"
Jiang Sheng maintained the gesture of forming the seal and looked at the scrapped talisman with distress.
This thing is a consumable. Jiang Sheng only has three of them, so one is less than one.
If he had known that this thing was so powerful, Jiang Sheng would not have been willing to use it against Morgan Charles.
Jiang Sheng had tried before, trying to injure himself to get some blood, but his body strength was too strong. No matter whether he bit with his teeth or cut with a fish intestine sword, he couldn't hurt his body, let alone bleed.
This is why Jiang Sheng feels so distressed, it’s so precious!
"Ah, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me."
Just when Jiang Sheng lamented the power of the spell, Charles, who was bleeding all over his body, begged in pain.
"It's too late to admit your mistake now."
Jiang Sheng came back to his senses and looked at Charles coldly: "Weren't you very arrogant before? You still wanted to close the door and beat the dog and catch the turtle in the jar. Do you know who is the dog and who is the turtle this time?"
"I am a dog and I am a turtle, please don't kill me."
Charles, whose body had been surrounded by countless space cracks, responded quickly: "You and I have no deep hatred before. As long as you let me go, I will leave China immediately and ask the Morgan family to stop investing in Tianqi Alliance."
"No, as long as you let me go, I will immediately ask the Morgan family to support you, or directly give you money. How about ten billion US dollars?"
"Hmph! I love money, but a gentleman loves money in a wise way. I don't even bother to ask for your life money."
Jiang Sheng snorted coldly and said mockingly: "Now you say that we don't have any deep hatred, but didn't you want to cut me into pieces for your wife and clan members before?"
"Jones Gaoli is just a plaything of mine, death is not a pity."
Charles, whose skin had begun to crack, said anxiously: "As for the clansmen, the more they die, the fewer people will compete with me for the family property. It's not too late for me to thank you, and there is no need to enmity with you... Stop it quickly.
I can't stand this spell anymore."
"It turns out that the so-called noble blood, born noble is just a rat who is greedy for life and afraid of death."
Jiang Sheng curled his lips in disdain and said coldly: "Don't say I don't believe you. Even if I believe you can really let go of everything, I will never let you go."
"If you participate in the war on behalf of the Morgan family, I will also abide by the rules of the game and accompany you to play."
"But you shouldn't hurt Zheng Danwu. For this reason alone, I have to make you pay the price."
"It's simply unreasonable that you want to kill me for a humble ordinary person like Zheng Danwu."
After hearing Jiang Sheng's reason for attacking him, Charles yelled in confusion.
"Up to now, you still don't know where you went wrong. You deserve to suffer."
Jiang Sheng's eyes flashed with cold light, and his handprints changed, pointing to Charles' right leg.
"ah!"
Following Jiang Sheng's movement, Charles screamed, and his scarred right leg instantly shattered into a pile of blood, with no bones left.
"Damn it, I'm not wrong at all."
Charles endured the pain and roared with a ferocious face: "I am the heir to the Morgan family, what's wrong with playing with a woman?"
"What's more, I didn't force Zheng Danwu. I just expressed my appeal to Chu He and others. They asked Zheng Danwu to voluntarily serve me. What's wrong with me?"
"Don't worry, I will make everyone who tries to profit from Zheng Danwu's blood pay the price."
Jiang Sheng said loudly: "You, the chief culprit, are just the first to be punished."
"Fake! I am the heir to the Morgan family. If you dare to kill me, I guarantee that the Morgan family will not let you go."
Seeing that begging for mercy failed, Charles shouted angrily: "When the time comes, you and the people around you will not end well."
"I dared to curse and kill so many members of the Morgan family before, so I didn't care about the Morgan family's revenge."
Jiang Sheng didn't care about Charles' threat. He formed a seal and pointed at Charles' left leg: "Today I want you to slowly die in endless pain to comfort Zheng Danwu's spirit in heaven."
As soon as he finished speaking, under Jiang Sheng's control, Charles' other leg was also shattered by the terrifying power that could shatter the void.
"Ah... no, I was wrong, I surrendered, please don't kill me."
Charles, who had lost his legs and was suspended in the air and dripping blood, begged in horror: "I am a member of the Morgan family, a representative of the aristocracy who has invested in China until the sun sets. If you kill me, it will definitely cause international disputes."
“What do international disputes have to do with me?”
Jiang Sheng sneered: "What's more, I won't leave any evidence, and no one can prove that I killed you."
"Help, help!"
Realizing that Jiang Sheng was determined to kill, Charles could no longer care about his aristocratic image and shouted for help at the top of his lungs.
"You don't have to waste your efforts. This room has been isolated from the outside world. No one can come to save you."
Jiang Sheng quickly formed seals and said cruelly: "Next, just enjoy the last time!"
Immediately, Jiang Sheng stopped talking nonsense and formed seals with his hands to control the power of the talisman, crushing Charles' body inch by inch...
After his legs were crippled, Charles endured the pain of his hands, arms and body being shattered bit by bit. From the beginning, he cursed, threatened, admitted his mistake and begged for mercy. In the end, he just wanted Jiang Sheng to give him pain.
Already.
At this moment, Charles truly understood what life was worse than death.
Jiang Sheng was unmoved by the cruel scene in front of him.
In his eyes, Charles's physical pain at this time was far less than the mental torture and pain Zheng Dangwu suffered.
When the power of the spell disappeared, Charles had been cut into thousands of pieces and turned into mince. Not even a complete body piece was left. There was only blood and filth all over the room.
But even so, Jiang Sheng still had no intention of stopping...