Chapter 518
Under the Sun
Chapter 518 Under the Sun
At that moment, Qin Xiang's heartbeat seemed to stop.
At this moment, Huang Xuanzi was standing side by side with him, Qin Xiang turned his head stiffly and looked over.
But only saw the other party's expressionless face under the thunderstorm.
He even wondered if he heard it wrong just now?
Huang Xuanzi, one of the 36 patriarchs of the main road, the supreme immortal in charge of the entire Huangxuan domain, a war criminal who participated in the first Qianli war, and an ancient existence that was absolutely loyal to the main road, actually said "Li Dao Yongchang" Come on?
Is he crazy?
Facing the horrifying gaze cast by the other party, Huang Xuanzi did not change his face, and then said,
"The wine that night was pretty good."
"That pig may last another ten or a half years."
After the words fell, Qin Xiang gasped!
At this moment, he was finally sure that the Huang Xuanzi in front of him was by no means the same Huang Xuanzi he used to be!
——That night, there were quite a few people who knew that the incarnation of Jiangnan invited Taoist Heaven to come to Yufeng City, but not many people knew that he went into Xiang Qin's wine shop, and what did they say in the wine shop? What they did was a secret that only the two of them knew!
So, even if he couldn't believe it, Qin Xiang had to come to an absurd conclusion
——The person in front of me is Jiangnan.
His Majesty the Chief Palace of Heaven, who came from leaving the Tao, not only was not killed by Huang Xuanzi, but even replaced him!
It is equivalent to placing a Taoist-level spy on the main road!
And all of this may seem like a long time, but it actually happened in an instant.
In the eyes of Zuo Jin, You Co, and many Huang Xuan elders, it was Master Daozu who walked into the formation and easily suppressed the apostate spy.
"Bring back."
After a brief exchange, Huang Xuanzi turned around and said softly amidst the thunderstorm, "After a while, I will interrogate myself."
"Here!"
Including the two immortal disciples, people nodded yes!
Then, one after another figure came forward, tied Qin Xiang, who was completely immobile, with specially refined chains, turned them into streams of light, and left Yufeng City!
From the beginning to the end, the spy hung his head after failing to commit suicide, as if he was extremely depressed because of failure.
But what no one noticed was that the old and stooped body was trembling slightly!
Not fear, not pain, but...excitement!
——He lowered his head, trying his best to restrain the ecstasy and excitement in his heart!
.
The next day, the rain stopped and it was another sunny day.
Huangxuan domain, Huangxuan dojo.
——Rather than saying that this is a dojo, it is better to say that it is an extremely vast small world.
The sky and the earth are isolated from the outside world, only four ancient and rough pale yellow giant gates span the sky, connecting the passages with the outside world.
The entire Huangxuan Taoist Temple is extremely magnificent, with fairy mountains all over, rivers and rivers surging, and the sun, moon and stars are also evolving on the sky, day and night, ups and downs.
Some people say that this is the result of the small world that evolved after the first Taoist ancestor of Huangxuan Daochang returned to the ruins.
Some people also say that this is the cave of heaven and earth that the leader personally refined in order to commend the illustrious military achievements of the 36 dojos after the first Ganli war.
But the specific origin is no longer available.
And the elders with millions of disciples in Huangxuan Dojo didn't care that much about it.
They just need to know that this dojo is full of aura, and the Tao is everywhere, and one day of practice can reach the outside world for a year, that's enough.
This alone makes 36 "Zun Daochang" the dream place of countless immortal cultivators.
Similarly, thanks to the huge scale, there are countless departments in the entire Huangxuan scene, with a clear division of labor, which seems to be orderly and extremely complicated.
——The General Affairs Hall, which is in charge of dojo affairs, the Clan Hall, which manages the promotion of countless disciples, the Furnace Gate, which is responsible for refining magical weapons, and the Lingzhi Garden, which is soaked in the vitality of plants and trees all day long, etc.
Each department divides a large area in the dojo.
Numerous institutions, belonging to the Huangxuan Daochang, work together to push this ancient behemoth forward slowly.
And above the dome of the dojo, streamers of light streaked across the sky, that is, countless disciples coming and going, strange and complicated.
Except for the Huangxuan Palace in the central area, which must not be desecrated, most of the other places can see monks and disciples passing by in a hurry.
However, there are always exceptions.
——In an area in the extreme south of the Huangxuan Daoist Temple, it is different from other places where the celestial light lingers and the auspicious scene is combined.
The area is lined with black and gray attics that seem to be made of iron.Surrounded by death, evil spirit filled the sky, and even rushed straight into the universe, revealing an ominous black and red color on the clear sky.
It's like adding a hideous wound to the beautiful jade.
And this piece of attic has a radius of thousands of miles, except for the guards in yellow and black armor, no disciple can be seen anymore.
As if, this is some extremely dangerous forbidden place.
And in fact, it is.
——The Ministry of Punishment.
This is the official name of this piece of gray-black steel attic, which is mainly in charge of criminal laws and punishments inside and outside the Huangxuan Territory.
Whether it is a demon monk who is full of evil and evil outside the dojo, or a villain who has gone astray and lost his humanity in the dojo.
The punishment department of Huangxuan Dojo is their final destination.
For countless years, it has never been heard that someone can come out intact after being beaten into the Ministry of Criminal Justice.
And those creatures who died in it, resentment, death, unwillingness and obsession gathered together, and over time, they became like this.
In the attic, in a room whose walls and floors are made of cold steel, the iron door covered with runes is locked tightly, there are no windows, and the source of light depends entirely on a cold light orb on the top of the room. The atmosphere is oppressive and stiff .
And in the center of the room, on a circular pedestal like an altar, a rickety and skinny old man was being bound by countless chains, and huge iron hooks were deeply pierced into his shoulder blades, sealing the sea of consciousness and blocking spiritual power.
The man buried his head deeply, as if waiting for a trial.
And on the walls around him, on the torture frame glowing with cold light, all kinds of strange things happened.
"Agree?"
In front of the prisoner, a gloomy middle-aged man in bright red was looking at the crooked old man in front of him with great interest.
"The secret agent of Hedao...should be Tianshi, right? I think he must know a lot of news about Li Palace?"
He seemed to be talking to the crooked prisoner, and seemed to be talking to himself, "So, do you say it yourself, or let me help you?"
After that, he looked at the torture rack at the side, and said in a cold voice, "Although these little gadgets don't look as intimidating as mortal instruments of torture, their usage is a hundred times more terrifying."
"—The ones in this glass bottle are called soul-eating ants, which enter through the seven orifices and bite the soul. The person in the glass bottle is so painful that he just dies on July 49th... This small mirror is called this life environment, and it can reflect a person's life. The most frightening and painful experience in the world, repeating itself, endlessly..."
"..."
The man in red was not in a hurry, pointing at the things on the rack, and introduced them one by one. Finally, like a persistent craftsman looking at Tiancheng's uncut jade, he looked at the old prisoner,
"Tsk, the materials of the Dao realm... are not available every day... I hope you can hold on for a while..."
On the other hand, the prisoner remained silent.
And his stubborn appearance seemed to arouse the interest of the red-robed man even more, and there was a strong expectation in those cold and cruel eyes.
Instead, one of the two armored guards standing at the door raised his head tremblingly, and said falteringly, "Yang...Yang Lao... Daozu, the old man ordered... this person needs to wait for him to come and interrogate..."
The moment the voice fell, the temperature of the entire execution room suddenly became icy cold!
The red robe known as Yang Lao turned around, looked at the guard who spoke, and pointed his finger!
Whoa!
Like the sound of water splashing on the ground, the armored guard immediately melted into a puddle of flesh and blood, flowing down the cold steel ground.
In the cold air, the pungent smell of blood diffused.
"How many people's mouths did this deity pry open for the Dao ancestor?" Elder Yang said coldly, "Now that this deity is doing things, it's your turn to shout around?"
After the words fell, the remaining armored guard was also trembling, unable to say a word, and didn't even dare to look directly at the torture officer in front of him.
"Go out, I want to treat this spy well." Elder Yang took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
As a result, the guard left the execution room as if he had received an amnesty.
——The Ministry of Punishment was originally the darkest place in the Huangxuan Dojo.
Many of the torturers were not even Huang Xuan's origin on the spot, but lunatics and perverts from various places that Daozu had found from all over the world.
Compared with these people, at least in terms of cruelty, the big devil who kills people like hemp and slaughters them with blood is his younger brother.
——These guys are purely enjoying killing.
It just so happens that the Huangxuan Dojo is in charge of a domain, and it happens that there are some dirty jobs that need people to do them.
It hits it off.
And this Yang Lao is a ruthless person who ranks among the many torturers.
In the words of the other torturers - I'm a pervert who feels perverted.
In short, not some Yangjian people.
Thinking of this and the tragic death of his colleague, the armored guard felt even colder.
——He knew very well that even if Elder Yang was killed together with him, Huangxuan Dojo would probably not cruelly punish this devil who had obtained countless secret information for the dojo just for the sake of an ordinary guard.
The next moment, the terrifying screams that made the scalp tingle did not come from the execution room!
Such a situation made the guard tremble again!
——Even for a moment, even if it was a hostile camp, he couldn't help but feel pity for the crooked old man.
Time passes little by little.
After half an hour.
Hearing the screams in the room, the guard was already pale, and beads of sweat were dripping down!
He didn't even need to know what happened in it, he already felt like his mind was on the verge of collapse!
"What's going on?"
But suddenly, an old voice echoed in the guard's ears.
He turned around, but saw an old Taoist with white beard and hair, who came to him at some time.
But the strange thing is that even though they are close at hand, the guard feels a sense of distance far away.
Just like this person, he will never meet that.
——Huang Xuanzi.
Daozu, here we come!
The guard straightened his mind again and again, and told everything in detail.
"I see." The calm voice echoed in the ears of the guard who dared not raise his head.
But what was weird was that he seemed to hear... some kind of raging malice from that flat voice.
But when he savored it carefully, he found that it was just an illusion?
.
torture chamber.
A mournful cry came from Prime Minister Qin's mouth, his muscles convulsed, his veins burst, and even the dark iron chains were straightened!
But the strange thing is that there is no scar on his body.
Just like all pain, it acts on the soul.
However, it was completely different from ordinary torture and interrogation. The torturer known as Yang Lao did not have the expression of eagerly asking for information.
Instead, he looked at the painful Qin Xiang as if looking at a work of art, his eyes were full of unprecedented morbid enthusiasm and obsession, and he muttered to himself!
"Yes! Yes! Keep going!"
"Excellent!"
"I can't say it!"
"You must not say it!"
"..."
Madman-like ravings, mixed with shrill roars, resounded through the empty torture chamber, appearing strange and morbid.
So much so that he didn't notice, a figure quietly stood behind him.
"Crown..."
Finally, as if he couldn't hold on anymore, Qin Xiang opened his tightly biting lips.
Elder Yang frowned immediately, and mocked coldly, "Tsk, I thought it was such a hard bone, that's it?"
But immediately, he heard Qin Xiang fully uttered what he wanted to say, "Mian... Your Majesty Mian..."
At that moment, Elder Yang was stunned.
Your Majesty?
what majesty?
Before he could react to what the prisoner in front of him was saying, a sense of horror as if being peeped by an indescribable horror emerged spontaneously!
He turned around subconsciously, and saw an old and tall figure appearing in the empty torture room at some point.
Immediately, Elder Yang breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out to be you... Daozu, don't worry, let him recruit..."
But before he had finished speaking, he could no longer speak.
——A steel-like arm strangled his throat and lifted that body high!
Old Yang, unable to make a sound.
"Cough-cough-"
He struggled instinctively, his eyes protruding, and his eyes were full of disbelief!
However, under the terrifying oppressive force of the immortal existence, even if he is in the Compatible Dao state, he can't make a wave.
Then, he saw Huang Xuanzi raised his head, and there was a biting cold killing intent in those cloudy eyes.
The calm and old voice is like an endless ocean, hiding the surging terror and anger.
"I'm still thinking about how to get rid of Mr. Qin openly... Now, I found it."
As soon as the words fell, under the desperate and horrified gaze of Lao Yang, the majestic immortal power washed over his body violently and tyrannically!
Flesh, bones, viscera, sea of consciousness... everything collapsed like a haystack under a huge wave!
Destruction!
Slowly, the vitality dissipated in Yang Lao's eyes, and his limbs also hung down feebly, limp on the ground.
Jiang Nan looked at Qin Xiang again, and a wave of Daoist power surged out, obliterating the ferocious biting soul-eating ant.
The rickety old man finally ended his torment, and the light of hope lit up again in his eyes.
Then, Jiang Nan flipped his wrist, and two strange talismans appeared.
One of them landed on Yang Lao's corpse, and his corpse changed suddenly, turning into the appearance of Qin Xiang.
And the other fell on Qin Xiang's body, and he turned into Yang Lao.
Substitute again.
Finally, Jiangnan looked at the tortured spy, took a deep breath,
"Mr. Qin, welcome back to the sun."
(End of this chapter)
At that moment, Qin Xiang's heartbeat seemed to stop.
At this moment, Huang Xuanzi was standing side by side with him, Qin Xiang turned his head stiffly and looked over.
But only saw the other party's expressionless face under the thunderstorm.
He even wondered if he heard it wrong just now?
Huang Xuanzi, one of the 36 patriarchs of the main road, the supreme immortal in charge of the entire Huangxuan domain, a war criminal who participated in the first Qianli war, and an ancient existence that was absolutely loyal to the main road, actually said "Li Dao Yongchang" Come on?
Is he crazy?
Facing the horrifying gaze cast by the other party, Huang Xuanzi did not change his face, and then said,
"The wine that night was pretty good."
"That pig may last another ten or a half years."
After the words fell, Qin Xiang gasped!
At this moment, he was finally sure that the Huang Xuanzi in front of him was by no means the same Huang Xuanzi he used to be!
——That night, there were quite a few people who knew that the incarnation of Jiangnan invited Taoist Heaven to come to Yufeng City, but not many people knew that he went into Xiang Qin's wine shop, and what did they say in the wine shop? What they did was a secret that only the two of them knew!
So, even if he couldn't believe it, Qin Xiang had to come to an absurd conclusion
——The person in front of me is Jiangnan.
His Majesty the Chief Palace of Heaven, who came from leaving the Tao, not only was not killed by Huang Xuanzi, but even replaced him!
It is equivalent to placing a Taoist-level spy on the main road!
And all of this may seem like a long time, but it actually happened in an instant.
In the eyes of Zuo Jin, You Co, and many Huang Xuan elders, it was Master Daozu who walked into the formation and easily suppressed the apostate spy.
"Bring back."
After a brief exchange, Huang Xuanzi turned around and said softly amidst the thunderstorm, "After a while, I will interrogate myself."
"Here!"
Including the two immortal disciples, people nodded yes!
Then, one after another figure came forward, tied Qin Xiang, who was completely immobile, with specially refined chains, turned them into streams of light, and left Yufeng City!
From the beginning to the end, the spy hung his head after failing to commit suicide, as if he was extremely depressed because of failure.
But what no one noticed was that the old and stooped body was trembling slightly!
Not fear, not pain, but...excitement!
——He lowered his head, trying his best to restrain the ecstasy and excitement in his heart!
.
The next day, the rain stopped and it was another sunny day.
Huangxuan domain, Huangxuan dojo.
——Rather than saying that this is a dojo, it is better to say that it is an extremely vast small world.
The sky and the earth are isolated from the outside world, only four ancient and rough pale yellow giant gates span the sky, connecting the passages with the outside world.
The entire Huangxuan Taoist Temple is extremely magnificent, with fairy mountains all over, rivers and rivers surging, and the sun, moon and stars are also evolving on the sky, day and night, ups and downs.
Some people say that this is the result of the small world that evolved after the first Taoist ancestor of Huangxuan Daochang returned to the ruins.
Some people also say that this is the cave of heaven and earth that the leader personally refined in order to commend the illustrious military achievements of the 36 dojos after the first Ganli war.
But the specific origin is no longer available.
And the elders with millions of disciples in Huangxuan Dojo didn't care that much about it.
They just need to know that this dojo is full of aura, and the Tao is everywhere, and one day of practice can reach the outside world for a year, that's enough.
This alone makes 36 "Zun Daochang" the dream place of countless immortal cultivators.
Similarly, thanks to the huge scale, there are countless departments in the entire Huangxuan scene, with a clear division of labor, which seems to be orderly and extremely complicated.
——The General Affairs Hall, which is in charge of dojo affairs, the Clan Hall, which manages the promotion of countless disciples, the Furnace Gate, which is responsible for refining magical weapons, and the Lingzhi Garden, which is soaked in the vitality of plants and trees all day long, etc.
Each department divides a large area in the dojo.
Numerous institutions, belonging to the Huangxuan Daochang, work together to push this ancient behemoth forward slowly.
And above the dome of the dojo, streamers of light streaked across the sky, that is, countless disciples coming and going, strange and complicated.
Except for the Huangxuan Palace in the central area, which must not be desecrated, most of the other places can see monks and disciples passing by in a hurry.
However, there are always exceptions.
——In an area in the extreme south of the Huangxuan Daoist Temple, it is different from other places where the celestial light lingers and the auspicious scene is combined.
The area is lined with black and gray attics that seem to be made of iron.Surrounded by death, evil spirit filled the sky, and even rushed straight into the universe, revealing an ominous black and red color on the clear sky.
It's like adding a hideous wound to the beautiful jade.
And this piece of attic has a radius of thousands of miles, except for the guards in yellow and black armor, no disciple can be seen anymore.
As if, this is some extremely dangerous forbidden place.
And in fact, it is.
——The Ministry of Punishment.
This is the official name of this piece of gray-black steel attic, which is mainly in charge of criminal laws and punishments inside and outside the Huangxuan Territory.
Whether it is a demon monk who is full of evil and evil outside the dojo, or a villain who has gone astray and lost his humanity in the dojo.
The punishment department of Huangxuan Dojo is their final destination.
For countless years, it has never been heard that someone can come out intact after being beaten into the Ministry of Criminal Justice.
And those creatures who died in it, resentment, death, unwillingness and obsession gathered together, and over time, they became like this.
In the attic, in a room whose walls and floors are made of cold steel, the iron door covered with runes is locked tightly, there are no windows, and the source of light depends entirely on a cold light orb on the top of the room. The atmosphere is oppressive and stiff .
And in the center of the room, on a circular pedestal like an altar, a rickety and skinny old man was being bound by countless chains, and huge iron hooks were deeply pierced into his shoulder blades, sealing the sea of consciousness and blocking spiritual power.
The man buried his head deeply, as if waiting for a trial.
And on the walls around him, on the torture frame glowing with cold light, all kinds of strange things happened.
"Agree?"
In front of the prisoner, a gloomy middle-aged man in bright red was looking at the crooked old man in front of him with great interest.
"The secret agent of Hedao...should be Tianshi, right? I think he must know a lot of news about Li Palace?"
He seemed to be talking to the crooked prisoner, and seemed to be talking to himself, "So, do you say it yourself, or let me help you?"
After that, he looked at the torture rack at the side, and said in a cold voice, "Although these little gadgets don't look as intimidating as mortal instruments of torture, their usage is a hundred times more terrifying."
"—The ones in this glass bottle are called soul-eating ants, which enter through the seven orifices and bite the soul. The person in the glass bottle is so painful that he just dies on July 49th... This small mirror is called this life environment, and it can reflect a person's life. The most frightening and painful experience in the world, repeating itself, endlessly..."
"..."
The man in red was not in a hurry, pointing at the things on the rack, and introduced them one by one. Finally, like a persistent craftsman looking at Tiancheng's uncut jade, he looked at the old prisoner,
"Tsk, the materials of the Dao realm... are not available every day... I hope you can hold on for a while..."
On the other hand, the prisoner remained silent.
And his stubborn appearance seemed to arouse the interest of the red-robed man even more, and there was a strong expectation in those cold and cruel eyes.
Instead, one of the two armored guards standing at the door raised his head tremblingly, and said falteringly, "Yang...Yang Lao... Daozu, the old man ordered... this person needs to wait for him to come and interrogate..."
The moment the voice fell, the temperature of the entire execution room suddenly became icy cold!
The red robe known as Yang Lao turned around, looked at the guard who spoke, and pointed his finger!
Whoa!
Like the sound of water splashing on the ground, the armored guard immediately melted into a puddle of flesh and blood, flowing down the cold steel ground.
In the cold air, the pungent smell of blood diffused.
"How many people's mouths did this deity pry open for the Dao ancestor?" Elder Yang said coldly, "Now that this deity is doing things, it's your turn to shout around?"
After the words fell, the remaining armored guard was also trembling, unable to say a word, and didn't even dare to look directly at the torture officer in front of him.
"Go out, I want to treat this spy well." Elder Yang took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
As a result, the guard left the execution room as if he had received an amnesty.
——The Ministry of Punishment was originally the darkest place in the Huangxuan Dojo.
Many of the torturers were not even Huang Xuan's origin on the spot, but lunatics and perverts from various places that Daozu had found from all over the world.
Compared with these people, at least in terms of cruelty, the big devil who kills people like hemp and slaughters them with blood is his younger brother.
——These guys are purely enjoying killing.
It just so happens that the Huangxuan Dojo is in charge of a domain, and it happens that there are some dirty jobs that need people to do them.
It hits it off.
And this Yang Lao is a ruthless person who ranks among the many torturers.
In the words of the other torturers - I'm a pervert who feels perverted.
In short, not some Yangjian people.
Thinking of this and the tragic death of his colleague, the armored guard felt even colder.
——He knew very well that even if Elder Yang was killed together with him, Huangxuan Dojo would probably not cruelly punish this devil who had obtained countless secret information for the dojo just for the sake of an ordinary guard.
The next moment, the terrifying screams that made the scalp tingle did not come from the execution room!
Such a situation made the guard tremble again!
——Even for a moment, even if it was a hostile camp, he couldn't help but feel pity for the crooked old man.
Time passes little by little.
After half an hour.
Hearing the screams in the room, the guard was already pale, and beads of sweat were dripping down!
He didn't even need to know what happened in it, he already felt like his mind was on the verge of collapse!
"What's going on?"
But suddenly, an old voice echoed in the guard's ears.
He turned around, but saw an old Taoist with white beard and hair, who came to him at some time.
But the strange thing is that even though they are close at hand, the guard feels a sense of distance far away.
Just like this person, he will never meet that.
——Huang Xuanzi.
Daozu, here we come!
The guard straightened his mind again and again, and told everything in detail.
"I see." The calm voice echoed in the ears of the guard who dared not raise his head.
But what was weird was that he seemed to hear... some kind of raging malice from that flat voice.
But when he savored it carefully, he found that it was just an illusion?
.
torture chamber.
A mournful cry came from Prime Minister Qin's mouth, his muscles convulsed, his veins burst, and even the dark iron chains were straightened!
But the strange thing is that there is no scar on his body.
Just like all pain, it acts on the soul.
However, it was completely different from ordinary torture and interrogation. The torturer known as Yang Lao did not have the expression of eagerly asking for information.
Instead, he looked at the painful Qin Xiang as if looking at a work of art, his eyes were full of unprecedented morbid enthusiasm and obsession, and he muttered to himself!
"Yes! Yes! Keep going!"
"Excellent!"
"I can't say it!"
"You must not say it!"
"..."
Madman-like ravings, mixed with shrill roars, resounded through the empty torture chamber, appearing strange and morbid.
So much so that he didn't notice, a figure quietly stood behind him.
"Crown..."
Finally, as if he couldn't hold on anymore, Qin Xiang opened his tightly biting lips.
Elder Yang frowned immediately, and mocked coldly, "Tsk, I thought it was such a hard bone, that's it?"
But immediately, he heard Qin Xiang fully uttered what he wanted to say, "Mian... Your Majesty Mian..."
At that moment, Elder Yang was stunned.
Your Majesty?
what majesty?
Before he could react to what the prisoner in front of him was saying, a sense of horror as if being peeped by an indescribable horror emerged spontaneously!
He turned around subconsciously, and saw an old and tall figure appearing in the empty torture room at some point.
Immediately, Elder Yang breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out to be you... Daozu, don't worry, let him recruit..."
But before he had finished speaking, he could no longer speak.
——A steel-like arm strangled his throat and lifted that body high!
Old Yang, unable to make a sound.
"Cough-cough-"
He struggled instinctively, his eyes protruding, and his eyes were full of disbelief!
However, under the terrifying oppressive force of the immortal existence, even if he is in the Compatible Dao state, he can't make a wave.
Then, he saw Huang Xuanzi raised his head, and there was a biting cold killing intent in those cloudy eyes.
The calm and old voice is like an endless ocean, hiding the surging terror and anger.
"I'm still thinking about how to get rid of Mr. Qin openly... Now, I found it."
As soon as the words fell, under the desperate and horrified gaze of Lao Yang, the majestic immortal power washed over his body violently and tyrannically!
Flesh, bones, viscera, sea of consciousness... everything collapsed like a haystack under a huge wave!
Destruction!
Slowly, the vitality dissipated in Yang Lao's eyes, and his limbs also hung down feebly, limp on the ground.
Jiang Nan looked at Qin Xiang again, and a wave of Daoist power surged out, obliterating the ferocious biting soul-eating ant.
The rickety old man finally ended his torment, and the light of hope lit up again in his eyes.
Then, Jiang Nan flipped his wrist, and two strange talismans appeared.
One of them landed on Yang Lao's corpse, and his corpse changed suddenly, turning into the appearance of Qin Xiang.
And the other fell on Qin Xiang's body, and he turned into Yang Lao.
Substitute again.
Finally, Jiangnan looked at the tortured spy, took a deep breath,
"Mr. Qin, welcome back to the sun."
(End of this chapter)