Chapter 184: One torture

‘Oven pot’?
Wu Tie did not hear the words behind the eagle-headed man.
The balance suddenly disappeared, and Wu Tie could not move down. Below is a huge oil pan, the flames rising under the oil pan, burning the black lacquered sticky oil in the oil pan madly rolling.
When the witch iron body fell to the oil pan, the grease was suddenly ignited. The fire was tens of meters high, and the iron and iron screamed in a panic and plunged into the oil pan.
The terrible pain came from the whole body, and the viscous oil was heavy and abnormal. The body of the witch iron was pressed by the grease, and it could only be tumbling with the oil.
The fat ran into the body along the seventh scorpion, and the pain came from inside the body.
Wu Tie heard the sound of ‘嗤嗤’, his skin was fried with fat and crispy, and then the skin peeled off. The oil directly touched the muscles, and the muscles of his body continued to fall off.
Acute pain, severe pain, and severe pain that almost collapsed the soul.
Wu Tie hands clasped the white tiger's crack, raised his head and screamed and screamed: "I am guilty? Those who I killed... are people! Am I guilty?"
The voice of the eagle-headed man came from high altitude: "What about it? Anyway, you kill... murder, it is sin. As for whether those people are damned, only the great Osiris can decide... mortal people, you dare to kill, You are guilty."
"If you are guilty, you will be punished... Kill a person, blow it for a quarter of an hour, and enjoy it slowly!"
"You are still involved in gambling, so there will be whipping waiting for you... look forward to it?"
Wu Tie's big mouth spit blood, and the blood is quickly burnt into the smoke by the viscous burning oil.
His muscles and internal organs have been blown up, and only a dark bone shimmers with a strange light, and no matter how the grease rolls over, he can't leave a trace on his bones.
A quarter of an hour has passed, and Wu Tie has already sinned for someone he has killed.
A huge force came from high altitude, Wu Tie and the white tiger cracked by the giant force mentioned in the air, and then a black light shone, the flesh and blood of the disappearance of Wu Tie quickly reborn, and soon he recovered as before, and then was thrown into The oil pan.
Just relaxed for a little while, and I was thrown into the oil pan again. In the sound of '嗤嗤', the pain was once again hit, and Wu Tie’s pain was so horrible that he blinked and slammed. When the white tiger cracked, he heard a low tiger whistling sound, and the tragic sand field rushed into the sky.
Witch iron waves white tiger cracks, and exhausts all the way to the oil pan below the body.
Large pieces of grease splashed hundreds of meters high, the oil is burning, black viscous grease spewing flames, like two pieces of flame wings straight into the sky. The oil pan did not move, the flame rolled back to the pan, and poured a face with Wu Tie.
The flesh of the flesh fell off piece by piece, and the iron and iron waved white and cracked and smashed around.
His flesh finally fell off, and only a dark skeleton waved white tiger cracks, accompanied by crazy tiger whistling.
The eagle-headed man was suspended in the sky, his figure was hidden in the black air, staring at the white tiger crack in the witch iron hand: "This gun seems to be a bit... a little familiar... this tiger howling, it sounds too It’s quite familiar... and, this straightforward spelling...

"Respect...respected Osiris adults..." The eagle-headed man suddenly looked up and whispered to the sky: "We, it seems...hehe, I didn't mean to disturb your sleep, but, it seems, I did something wrong. what……"
After a quarter of an hour's effort, a deep, old, unknowing consciousness sneaked out from the sky.
This consciousness turned to the witch iron that only left the skeleton in the oil pan, and focused on the white tiger crack for a few turns, then in the void, the black light suddenly became a sledgehammer. The head of the skull is facing the head of the eagle head.
The head of the eagle head swollen a meat mites.
The consciousness retracted from the sky, and the eagle-headed man touched the huge meat on his scalp, yelling and yelling: "Okay, well, although you are guilty, but... you have redeemed your sin... …Uh……"
A singularly large belly-shaped gold inlaid turquoise water bottle appeared on the top of the Witch Iron Head. The eagle-headed man said loudly: "Little guy, I appreciate you very much, really... you made the choice in that oasis, I Very appreciated."
"So... well, you have to be whipped once."
The skeleton of Wu Tie and the white tiger's crack were lifted into the sky by a giant force, and a black snake-like whip flashed past, and ‘啪’ was drawn on his ribs.
Mars is splashing, and there are no traces left on the ribs of the witch iron.
"It's a hard-boned man, I appreciate you, little guy... what you do in the oasis, I appreciate it very much, and I agree with your choice... So this is a little gift that I personally give you. ""
"This is the spring of life. This is the dividing line between life and death. This is the source of all things. This is the rarest treasure in the world." The eagle-headed man said in a sigh: "I will help you to use your life spring to temper your body. You will know the benefits of this soon."
The golden water bottle was slightly tilted, and the tiny spring water shimmering with green light, with a strong sense of life, gently fell on the skull of Wu Tie, and then quickly spread throughout the body.
The bones of Wu Tie’s body are full of dark light. Each of his bones seems to have dried up the desert for countless years, greedily and madly swallowing the fountain of life that flows down.
His bones ignited a faint, dark flame. His bones had a subtle 'squeaky sound. The naked eye could see his bones shining, the texture became more delicate, more dense, more heavy and firm, and even more Flexible and tough.
The flesh that has been blown up by the oil pan is slowly reborn, with a trace of muscle, a blood vessel, a meridian, and a new flesh that shines like a gemstone, full of an indescribable deity.
After about two hours, the iron weight of Wu Tie was completed.
The Fountain of Life is slowly slipping and constantly blending into his new body. Wu Tie clenched his fist and he could clearly perceive that his physical strength was soaring again.
Before that, his pure physical strength could have a strength of one billion pounds, but now his physical strength is about ten times that of the previous one, perhaps more.
The simple physical strength has reached a billion pounds.
In particular, the magical powers of the gods, the gods of the Dingjia, and so on, have been elevated to a very high level under the magical power of the Fountain of Life.
Now the increase in physical strength of Hercules magic can reach about twenty times.
Wu Tie Ning God's internal vision, his first heavy lock in the building, nearly ten million filaments have been perfectly solved.
Numerous gorgeous lights circling in his body and gradually blending into his body. The volume of the golden light group of the eyebrows has been expanded by about ten times. The mana repair of Wutie has been directly increased by ten times. The eyebrows are flashing, and the surrounding areas are suddenly rising, and a huge pressure is spreading all around.
The first day of heavy construction was repaired, but the atmosphere of Wu Tie was heavier and more awesome than the masters of the 20-day and 30-day-old heavy buildings.
Feeling the tremendous changes in the body and mana, the realm, Wu Tie looked up at the golden water bottle, silent for a while, silent fists to the high-altitude eagle-headed man for a ritual.
The eagle-headed man twitched his mouth and touched the meat on his head and smiled. "I am on you, I feel a familiar atmosphere... Before you re-established the realm, you activated the magical power? It seems that it is Foreign objects help to activate? Um...the breath of the foreign object..."
"Yang Yang." Wu Tie said a name.
The eagle-headed man’s body was slightly stiff, and his gaze toward Wu Tie became more and more soft. He whispered,
He, okay?

Wu Tie did not say anything, no words, no change in his face.
"Yes, he should be gone..." The eagle-headed man muttered: "You activate the talented supernatural powers, you should use the sacred eyes of Yang Lan... The guy, his third eye is very heavy, who dares to touch He will fight with others..."
"You used his quintessence of the eyes... really... he should be gone."
"Really, I don't know what to say."
"This is his choice, maybe... um..."
The eagle-headed man's tone was a bit unnatural. He sighed and pointed his hand, and Wu Tie flew up to the sky. The disappearance of the oil pan disappeared, and he returned to the long and deep martyrdom.
The eagle-headed man squinted at Wu Tie, while stroking the big meat on his head, he asked: "The other few people are your friends?"
Wu Tie hesitated and laughed: "How come? I just, come here with them..."
The eagle-headed man quickly laughed alive: "Then, they must follow the official ceremony... Well, according to the rules, you have to wait for them to join the next level... you want to see, they What did you do in the oasis?"
Wu Tie picked up his eyebrows and nodded hard.
The eagle-headed man waved his hand and eight golden square mirrors appeared in front of them. The light and shadow of the Mirrors flashed, showing the images of the old knife wind, the six life pool masters and Doria.
The old knife wind has violently shocked the sand shovel, and with the sand scorpions swept the camp, they returned to the Shaying camp with a large group of people.
He sat on a large chair, and all the sand crickets and their people crouched under the feet of the old knife wind. Several beautiful girls, who were born beautifully, squatted around the old knife wind and gently tapped him on the thigh.
Doria stood on the oasis lake, and he smiled and presided over a duel.
One side of the Satay, one side of the camp, the two sides are separated, and each side has a person to fight for life and death. If someone on one side is killed, another person will be sent to participate in the duel, and will not die until one is dead.
And the six sacred pools of the old knives, they are...
Like Wu Wu, they killed the sand shovel, but they also killed the guards and men in the camp, and the older women were also slaughtered by them.
Like the wild beasts of the spring, they are doing the most primitive breeding exercises in some of the most beautiful girls.
The camp is full of blood, all over the body are corpses, and the six masters of the pool are grinning and venting their evil desires.
They are surrounded by a variety of gold and silver jewels, a variety of gorgeous silk silk and tea bricks, which are the goods that the team in the camp originally shipped.
Killing, robbing, and robbing all the belongings... This is entirely from the instinct of these masters of blood-curving knives, and these things have been done from the heart.
"Not a good person." Wu Tie muttered to himself.
"In addition to this little white face... the other seven people, they are actually quite appetizing for me." The eagle-headed man stroking the meat on his head, subconsciously groaning.
But he soon realized that he looked at Wu Tie and smiled. "Of course, I despise their behavior very much... It’s a like a cow... Well, it’s time to set their sins and let them go to prison. It is."
The golden treasure mirror collapsed, and the old knife wind, Doria and others appeared in front of the Wu Tie and the Eagle Head.
The eagle-headed man stroking the flesh of the head, expressionless, coldly said: "This is the place of sin of the way of the deceased. You are guilty. You must cleanse your sins and you will be qualified. A journey."
"Oh, oh, I hope, you are all a group of villains. In this case, I will have a good time." The eagle-headed man smiled very brightly.
The old knife wind looked at the eagle-headed man, and then looked at Wu Tie: "Gun, how is this going?"
Wu Tie spread his hands and quickly described his experiences in the Spring and Autumn Period. For things like the Fountain of Life, he certainly wouldn’t say that he focused on the cruel experience of being under the pan and being whipped.
The old knife wind, the six life pool masters and the face of Doria suddenly changed.
To kill a person, it is necessary to blow a quarter of an hour in the oil pan?
When you participate in a gamble, you will be madly whipped?
Are there other eccentric penalties?
They are not allowed to come up with countermeasures. The old knife wind has been the first to float on the black balance.
The eagle-headed man smiled cheerfully, and the weight of a piece of black gemstone was lightly floating on the balance, one piece, two pieces, three pieces... one hundred pieces, two hundred pieces, three hundred pieces... one thousand pieces , two thousand, three thousand...
The old knife wind has become the head of the blood curving knife for hundreds of years.
Seen for hundreds of years, the blood curving knife murders and sets fire, no evil, no action, many actions are the old knife wind personally led the team.
He has murdered countless people, traitors and prostitution - countless, and countless bad things have been done.
"You have to go down the pan." The eagle head smiled cheerfully.
"You have to be whipped." The eagle-headed man smiled and his mouth cracked.
"You have to enter the Dianchi." The eagle-headed man's cheek meat is laughing.
"You have to enter the snake pool!" The eagle-headed man almost jumped up.
"You have to be gunned!" The eagle's mouth spouted a white slobber.
"Like the great Osiris adults... Finally there is the best, to have all the tortures he set up to be rounded up... It’s so perfect!" The eagle-headed man finally laughed and burst into tears.
The old knife wind was distorted, and he couldn’t speak for a while.
The ground suddenly disappeared, and a huge oil pan appeared. The flames rose and the old knife screamed and was thrown in.