Chapter 861 Unforgettable

The screams have been continuous since the sound, how can the strong man who was yelling just now still have half a bit of toughness?

The corners of Lu Ye's eyes twitched.

The half-grown old man who led him in explained: "The Nilong thorn used for execution is of the spirit treasure level. It not only beats the body, but also beats the soul. Many monks who don't know the truth have suffered a lot here, my friend. , you must hold on to it later.”

Although there is a confession of wrongdoing, there will be no deadly moves here, but it is not easy to make it too obvious, and there is always a cutscene.

There was a lot of screams here, but many imprisoned monks in the nearby cages were shouting.

"Old One-Eyed, use some strength, this guy still has the strength to scream, are you being merciful?"

"Old One-Eyed, is this man your son or your grandson, are you tickling him by beating him so lightly?"

"That's right, beat it to death!"

"..."

It's a posture that it's not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Lu Ye stood on the sidelines and watched with cold eyes, watching the barbed spirit treasure's long whip fall on the bald man again and again, beating his back to shreds and blood.

The long whip was called Nilongthorn, and the executioner was a sloppy old man with gray hair and beard. His cultivation at the peak of the True Lake Realm should be the one-eyed old man in the surrounding monks' mouths.

The old one-eyed man lives up to his name. He has only one eye and a black hole in the eye socket of the other eye. I don't know what disaster happened to cause it. Even the only remaining eye glows with a ghostly light, making people look at it. heart palpitations.

He is the executioner on the side of the prison, and all those who enter the prison to be tortured have to pass under his hands, and all of them have lost a layer of skin.

So looking at the entire Bingzhou Guard, he is also a well-known existence, which made many monks who have been in and out of prisons change their faces.

The bald man didn't know what he had done. Although he had a true lake level cultivation, his physical body was extremely strong. The Reversible Dragon Thorn not only hit his physical body, but also his soul. After five whips, the strong man passed out completely.

Seeing that the majestic guy was hanging there like a dead dog, Lu Ye felt sorry for him.

This shows the foresight of the criminal prison. If the strong man hadn't been hung there, he would have been paralyzed at this moment, and it would not be easy to execute the sentence.

While 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 old one-eyed executioner walked aside, sat on a blood-stained chair, casually grabbed the jug next to him, and took a sip 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's still a little fellow in the Cloud River Realm."

"Boy, what did you do? You were caught here!"

"I'm afraid he ran away and became a deserter?"

"Boy, my uncle taught you to be a good boy. Don't urge your spiritual power to resist. You should completely relax your mind. When you hit the whip, you will pass out immediately, and you won't feel anything afterwards."

"Brother Zhuang is speaking from experience, don't be ungrateful, kid!"

...

Amidst the yells coming from all directions, Lu Ye walked to the place of execution, and the monks from his own prison came up and tied his hands and feet.

The rope that binds people is obviously not ordinary. It can make it impossible for a real lake to break free, at least it is something at the Lingbao level.

Lu Ye didn't resist, there was no need for that, so he let others tie him up and hang him up.

Not far away, Amber bit the Panshan Dao and looked at him with tears in her eyes...

The half-grown old man walked up to the old one-eyed man and whispered a few words.

The old one-eyed man didn't raise his head: "You know my rules."

The half-aged old man said: "This is the meaning of the chief, and the person was sent by the chief himself."

The old one-eyed man paused with the flagon raised to his mouth, and looked seriously at the half-grown old man, who nodded slightly, expressing that he would not lie to him.

Only then did the old one-eyed man turn his head and glanced at Lu Ye who had been hoisted up.

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything!" Before the old one-eyed could speak, the half-grown old man blocked the doubts in his heart.

"Understood!" The old one-eyed put down the jug, stood up, grabbed the Nilong thorn again, and walked behind Lu Ye.

The moment the spiritual power was mobilized, the sound of piercing the air sounded.

Lu Ye felt as if he was struck by a thunderbolt in the back, and the spiritual power of his body was instantly shattered, and the severe pain spread all over his body. Compared with the physical pain, the spiritual pain was more intense.

The pain of the soul, he has tried countless times.

At that time, when the soul was not too strong, every time it was honed by the mirage and died from it, there would be an instant pain.

When checking the information carried on the leaves of the talent tree, it was also painful.

But comparing those pains with the experience at this moment, it is simply the difference between a breeze and a hurricane.

He finally understood why even the cultivators in the True Lake Realm couldn't resist such whipping.

This is simply not something that ordinary people can bear.

There was a scream, and Lu Ye's forehead was covered with veins, and his whole body trembled violently.

"Huh?" Old One-eyed couldn't help frowning.

Execution is also a matter of particularity. Since it is an execution, it is natural for the victim to remember the lesson so that he will not dare to commit the crime again in the future.

If you want to remember the lesson, you have to taste the pain.

It is necessary to ensure that the victim will not faint.

Strength is a skill.

The old one-eyed man 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 by Si Zhugan Wudang himself, and he had been instructed, so he would naturally take care of him. He didn't need to care about other people's face, but he couldn't care about Si Zhu's.

Originally, his plan was to knock Lu Ye unconscious with a whip.

It's just a monk in the cloud river realm, and the power of Nilongthorn only needs to be activated by Bai Yi.

In this case, Lu Ye will not feel any pain in the next two whips, and he will also retract his strength appropriately, so others will naturally not see any clues.

But what surprised him was that although Lu Ye screamed miserably, there was no sign of fainting at all!

Such a strong soul!

Old One-Eyed knew immediately what the problem was.

The Nilong spine not only hit the body, but also hit the soul. Usually, after taking this whip in the ninth layer of Yunhe, there would be no screams, and he would be unconscious on the spot, but this one in front of him was obviously different. His soul was stronger than he expected. It is much stronger, and this is how it withstood Nilongji's whip.

The thought turned in his mind, but the old one-eyed hand kept moving, and two whips came down again, and Lu Ye's back was bloody.

After the three whips, the half-aged old man immediately asked someone to put Lu Ye down, and raised his hand to grab his arm.

Lu Ye was shaking non-stop, hissing and gasping for air. This encounter was unforgettable!

You can't come to Xing Prison any more in the future!

"Little friend, can you still resist?" asked the half-grown old man.

Lu Ye gritted his teeth and nodded silently.

"Amazing!" The half-grown old man admired, how powerful the old one-eyed shot was, he could see clearly from the side, the whip on the head logically speaking, the Cloud River Realm would not be able to survive no matter what.

The latter two whips, Old One-Eyed, did indeed keep their hands. Although it looked astonishing in momentum, it was actually less than 20% as powerful as the first whip.

"Take any healing medicine quickly, you won't be able to mobilize your spiritual power if you enter the trapped dragon gate." The half-grown old man reminded in a low voice.

The so-called trapped dragon gate is the cage where those monks are imprisoned.

Cultivators are no better than ordinary people, so the cages in which they are held are all specially refined treasures, and they are surrounded by a large array. Once they enter the trapped dragon gate, all their spiritual power is suppressed in the body and cannot move.

Hearing this, Lu Ye trembled, took out some healing pills and swallowed them. After thinking about it, he took out a jade bottle and put it next to him.

Not long after, under the guidance of the half-old man, he came to an empty sleepy dragon gate and put him in. The half-old man said: "Little friend, take a rest, and you will be free in ten days."

"Okay!" Lu Ye nodded.

The half-aged old man left, and the monks of the prison prison closed the dragon gate and opened the restriction.

All of a sudden, Lu Ye felt that the endlessly flowing spiritual power in his body seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand, and all the spiritual power became stagnant and motionless.

Only then did I realize how powerful the trapped dragon gate is.

If such a treasure is used to capture someone, one must be sure, but how to trap the enemy in it is a troublesome matter.

The biggest difference between monks and mortals is that they have spiritual power.

Now that the spiritual power is imprisoned, the only advantage a monk has is the powerful physique brought about by the improvement of the realm.

Physical cultivation undoubtedly has a great advantage in this regard, and legal cultivation is about to be unlucky. Although their physique is much stronger than ordinary people, they are at the bottom of all monks of all factions. Under the premise of strength, it will greatly affect its own recovery speed.

Lu Ye didn't worry about this. Although his physique was not as talented as the giant armor, it was no worse than the physical cultivation of the same realm.

What's more, when he obtained the broken source of the Dragon Realm, his body was full of vitality. Even if his spiritual power was imprisoned, his recovery speed was not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

Sitting cross-legged silently, he raised his hand and touched Amber who came in with him: "It's all right!"

These words are not only comforting Amber, but also comforting Yiyi.

In such an environment, it was inconvenient for her to show up, so she must be worried.

The injury on the back was nothing, but the pain in the soul was difficult to eliminate for a while, but Lu Ye also responded.

This situation happened to him many times.

Glancing left and right, no one noticed this side, he took out the jade bottle that he had put away close to his body before, opened the mouth of the bottle, put a little bit of it in his mouth with his hand.

Soul cleansing water, for the current situation, this thing is undoubtedly the most suitable treasure.

A warm feeling diffused from the soul, as if a pair of invisible hands brushed past, the pain disappeared, and Lu Ye even felt a little refreshed.

Exhaling lightly, Lu Ye relaxed.

This catastrophe is over.