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Chapter 93: Can't Die

Yang God Gu Zuo's reaction was also subconsciously transmitted to Gu Zuo's body. After Gu Zuo screamed, he shouted: "Come again!"

The second whip came up, and the pain was also unspeakable, and the Yangshen felt extremely refreshed. This wonderful taste was quite bitter at first and then sweet. It was really painful and happy at the same time, and the aftertaste was endless.

"Come again!" Gu Zuoyuan opened his eyes and stared at the executioner, "Haven't you eaten?"

The two bull-headed horses looked at each other, and the force of the swing from their hands became more and more fierce, and the evil energy that was struck became stronger. Gu Zuo's pain became more intense, but Bai Qi swallowed the evil energy.

It becomes richer and richer, and the refreshing feeling delivered to Yang God Gu Zuo becomes more and more ecstatic.

"Ah... come again! More!"

"Ouch...it hurts! The pain is unbearable!"

"Hey...um...ah...ha..."

After twenty whippings, Gu Zuo was already covered with bruises, but it was still not enough: "Penal Lu, if you dare, beat grandpa to death! Is that all you can do?"

Lu Zhidao frowned and ordered: "As he wishes, give him another hundred lashes!"

After a hundred lashes, Gu Zuo could no longer find any better skin on his body, but the judges Bai Qi, Hei Wuchang Wang Hao, and Bai Wuchang Sima Cuo in the world of Qi Hai Fengdu had already eaten their fill, and their faces were cold.

There is a little luster in it, like wax oil.

Lu Zhidao shouted to stop and asked Niutou Mamian to give Gu Zuo a muscle-stimulating ointment. This muscle-promoting ointment was very effective. In less than one stick of incense, the whip marks on Gu Zuo's body had already formed scabs.

Seeing that the whip seemed to be ineffective and Gu Zuo was still shouting "come again", Lu Zhidao ordered the tiger bench to be replaced.

Gu Zuo was lifted up and found that the Tiger Bench of the Netherworld Division was a hundred times stronger than the one he used to recruit disciples. However, the higher the legs were rested, the stronger the sinister energy came in, making him grin.

, I didn’t even have time to say anything, I just yelled in various tones - I couldn’t help it.

When it was almost done, Lu Zhidao ordered him to be put down and asked: "How is it? Do you want to recruit him?"

Gu Zuo's body was dripping with sweat. After he regained his composure, he gasped, "Come on, Mr. Lu, if you frown, you won't be considered a good man!"

Lu Zhidao praised: "Awesome, you are really strong and strong! Get fired!"

The copper pillar where Gu Zuo was tied began to glow with flames, and the entire bamboo began to turn white. He was originally a little afraid, but at this moment he was only filled with endless joy.

What burns in the pillar is not an ordinary flame, but a dark fire from the deepest part of the underworld. It has a name, Jiuyou Xusu True Fire. This kind of flame is the coldest, and even the copper pillars "burn" until frost appears.

, the power can be imagined.

They could not swallow this kind of ice-like flame, but he stood on the top of the city, moved his hand, and the eighty-one bronze swords made of evil spirits stuck in the crenels gathered in the palm of his hand.

, transformed into a huge soul flag, absorbing the Jiuyouxu Prime True Fire that penetrated into the air sea.

After two hours of breathing, the soul flag gradually turned from blue to deep purple, and was still changing towards pitch black.

The real fire of Jiuyou Xusu that penetrated into the sea of ​​air stopped abruptly. Bai Qi shook the soul flag and said angrily: "Why is it gone? Come again!"

But it was Lu Zhidao who put Gu Zuo down from the torture instrument. Looking at Gu Zuo who was as limp as mud and seemed to be fished out of the water, he asked with a smile: "How is it? Does it taste good?"

Gu Zuo was tortured for a long time. In a state of death, he was in a daze and was already a little sluggish. He subconsciously asked: "Why did you stop?"

Lu Zhidao smiled: "Tell me, did you have any connections with the Yin soldiers? Did you and Wang Qin and others blackmail Xu Qiyan and Bai Youqiu, forcing them to not report what they knew?"

Gu Zuo murmured: "Should we still be beaten? Where's the whip? Where's the tiger bench? Where's the cannon?"

Lu Zhidao was overjoyed and approached him and said, "As long as you confess truthfully, remove these instruments of torture immediately, and you won't have to suffer these pains anymore."

How could Gu Zuo accept this? He said weakly: "It's not painful, it doesn't hurt, come again soon!"

Lu Zhidao suddenly changed his expression and pointed at Gu Zuo: "It seems that he has suffered less? That's fine, I'll help you!"

Gu Zuo was put on the copper pillar again. The Nine Nether Realm of Xusu from the abyss of the underworld was raging in his Qi Sea. The Baiqi Soul Flag immediately waved and continued to absorb the real fire. The color of the Soul Flag became darker and darker.

, black to endless depth.

Many mountains in the world of Fengdu erupted one after another, forming the Jiuyou Xusu Fire Spring. The water in the springs was transformed by the real fire, exuding a pale fire light.

One hundred thousand ghost soldiers cheered in unison, celebrating a new step in the evolution of the world of Fengdu. It was just that Gu Zuo felt so comfortable that he wanted to twist his body, but he was trapped by iron ropes and iron shackles, unable to move at all, so he had to keep shouting

: "Oh, come on, come on, take off the shackles, I can't stand it anymore!"

The two bull-headed horses couldn't help but sneer on their faces. They understood the power of Jiuyou Xusu's true fire, but they couldn't survive it. Although the person in front of them was indeed a bit tougher than others, well, to be fair, he was indeed stronger than others.

You were too stubborn, but so what, didn't you still give in?

They looked towards Lu Zhidao, waiting for the judge's order.

Lu Zhidao didn't shout to stop, but sat down - a kid next to him instantly stuffed a wooden stool under his butt, just in time to catch it, and continued to watch leisurely.

The person surnamed Gu just stopped when he said so? If that doesn't make sense, then what else do you need him as a judge to do?

After burning for another hour, the bull-headed horse-faced man stopped, turned off the magic weapon connecting to the underworld, and extinguished the real fire. At this time, Gu Zuo was already charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Several little ghosts came up and worked hard to regenerate his muscles and bones and rescue him.

A ladle of Dutao water from Taozhi Mountain in the underworld was splashed on Gu Zuo's face. Gu Zuo was aroused by the evil water in the underworld and immediately woke up. He raised his head and looked at Lu Zhidao blankly, closed his eyes again, thought about it for a moment, and said: "

Feeling relieved..."

Lu Zhidao leaned forward and asked, "Can you tell the truth now?"

Gu Zuo nodded, and Lu Zhidao shouted to the side: "If the criminal confesses, record it!"

The two little guys in Confucian shirts immediately took out pens and paper to record the time.

Just listen to Gu Zuo say: "To be honest, it's really good, come again!"

Lu Zhidao frowned: "Why come again?"

Gu Zuodao: "Is there any other punishment? Give me some more, I haven't had enough..."

Lu Zhidao stiffened: "Is this your truth?"

Gu Zuo confirmed sincerely: "Yes, can you get some new ones?"

Lu Zhidao took a deep breath: "If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears... get the oil pan!"

The bull-headed horse-faced man beside him whispered: "Lu Pan, it's easy to die."

Lu Zhidao said coldly: "I control the heat myself, I can't die!"

A pot of oil was put up. This was the fire oil from the foot of Banzhong Mountain in the Underworld. It was heated with cow dung from Baodu Mountain. After burning, a sinister evil spirit emerged from the rolling oil pot.

Gu Zuo smelled the smell and tried to open his eyes to find the source. He saw the oil pan and immediately became impatient: "This... oil pan? Ah - I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."
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