Although Qian Yunsheng and the others were discussing it lively, they didn’t know that the immortal altar had already been in chaos.

I saw Zhu Mingchun being hung high by the witch, like a rice dumpling, only revealing her mouth, and kept crying: "Uncle! Uncle save me!"

It turned out that although Zhu Mingchun promised to lure everyone on the Immortal Altar, he was lucky. But the witch was so smart that how could he let Zhu Mingchun, the cooked duck, really fly away.

What's more, if Zhu Mingchun doesn't call him a little more sincere, the other side is full of famous monks, but he is not as easy to deceive as Zhu Mingchun.

Besides, Zhu Mingchun is not close to her, but she does not have the mentality of pity. Therefore, in the hands of the witch, except for his temporary worry, he is actually being tortured.

It was only seen that for the sake of reality, under the various methods of the witch, his whole body was emitting an unimaginable smell of rot, as if someone had accidentally opened a corpse pit that had been silent for thousands of years.

Not only that, the rotten smell also had a slight odor emitted after being burned by high temperatures, showing what inhuman treatment he had suffered.

Even these scents are so wide that if everyone is not a cultivator of immortals and is a place outside the sky, there will definitely be no such thing as flowers, plants, insects, and birds.

Otherwise, even these things would have been killed in an instant.

What's even more terrifying is that not only that, Zhu Mingchun could clearly feel that his soul was being torn into small pieces bit by bit, and small pieces of fragments were all leaving the body of his soul and evacuated toward the outside.

The pain like a remnant soul made him feel even more sincere in his screams, and he was quite surprised at why he had not fainted yet.

The witch below Zhu Mingchun smiled and stretched out her snow-white and slender fingers without wrinkles. She pointed it lightly at Zhu Mingchun above, which immediately made Zhu Mingchun scream even more miserable.

You should know that as the person involved, he thought he had already screamed the biggest and most miserable voice. But under the witch's extremely magical finger, he could even scream several times more miserable than before.

Moreover, depending on the situation, it seems that the witch has more means, so she will not worry about being easily ruined.

I saw that the witch deliberately tried to force Zhu Mingchun to make the extremely angry monks on the fairy altar become more angry.

He laughed and said, "How about it, everyone, the suggestion I made is not too much, right? As long as you are willing to fight alone with me, my Xuantianxing friend, you can't help me."

"If you win, I will release you immediately without saying a word. If my friend in the spiritual world wins, just leave a thing with your own breath. How about it, my conditions are already extremely favorable!"

After saying that, the witch pinched it again, and only heard the crackling sound of the crisp dry soybeans bursting. A piece of Zhu Mingchun's calf pinching on the witch's hand instantly turned into an extremely soft batter.

I saw the vague pile of flesh and blood mixed with broken bones entangled together. The broken white bones emerged with sharp edges and corners, like the spikes of a porcupine, and they passed through the messy flesh and blood body and were all exposed outside.

But these are just visual terror. In fact, compared with the pain he suffered just now, these have become pieces of cake and not so difficult for him to feel that it is so difficult for him to suffer.

However, the witch obviously has some usefulness to keep Zhu Mingchun, so she will take action with great care and will not really kill him.

For her, what she did just now was just to increase the urgency of this matter.

So just after she slightly pointed it, as if she had completed an extremely beautiful work of art, the witch sighed deliberately: "Okay, I won't say much nonsense. You must know that our time is very precious."

"Now every thirty breaths, I will take away something from him. The calves just now are nothing. If I am unhappy, I will take away something important to him next time. Then it is not me who killed him, but you all."

After saying that, he sneered and threatened: "I believe you will not doubt the methods and patience of my demon clan. If you are determined to make a quick decision, you may have some hope to save this person."

"If I have lived a little longer, even I can't guarantee that he can give you a chance to save it under my desperate hand!"

"What! You actually used Juepo's life-threatening hand!?"

A elegant monk who immediately spoke out indignantly was Zhu Mingchun's uncle Zhu Wenzheng. He did not expect that a monster would dare to be so rampant on the human territory of Tianwaitian. However, it was obvious that the other party held Zhu Mingchun hostage, which made him quite jealous of the mouse.

"Amitabha! Then let me meet the masters of the spiritual world!"

Venerable Jingguang himself had a deep hatred with the witch because of the destruction of Leiyin Temple. In addition, the kindness of the Buddha's heart, how could he see that the disciples in front of him suffered such inhuman torture?

In addition, I heard that the witch had set thirty breaths and knew that this time was not enough for me to discuss what countermeasures I had.

Therefore, he shouted and jumped out, and at the same time sent a message to Zhu Wenzheng: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, I will try to hold this Xuantianxing for an additional time."

"You are eager to find a solution, don't let this friend be hurt again!"

Zhu Wenzheng was very grateful when Venerable Jingguang stood up.

You should know that although Zhu Mingchun is a junior, his identity is not simple. This time he was entrusted to his own hands. If there is any mistake in his own hands, it may be difficult for him to explain it to the Zhu family.

Therefore, when he was secretly hating in his heart, he did not expect that Venerable Jingguang was willing to take the lead. He couldn't help but say happily: "Master, be careful. If you lose, please retreat quickly and we will find another good opportunity!"

"Okay!" The Master Jingguang did not hesitate, his body shook slightly, and he flew to the middle of both sides. He said loudly: "Witch! If you do evil things, you will die! You are already in the realm of our human race, and you dare to be so arrogant. Do you really think that no one can accept you?!"

"Master, don't make a mistake, your opponent is me!"

Just as Venerable Jingguang drank the formation, Xuantianxing also shook his body, and the treasure seal rose slowly, facing Venerable Jingguang far away. He smiled and said, "I have heard that the Buddhist teachings of Leiyin Temple have been profound for a long time. I am lucky today, so I will experience it!"

Venerable Jingguang had long been delaying the time to give everyone the opportunity to discuss. Therefore, he did not answer, but instead chanted the scriptures silently. As soon as he chanted the mantra, his body trembled slightly, and immediately a huge Buddha light rose from behind him.

I saw the Buddha's light stacked, like mountains, firmly covering it, and countless Sanskrit words flowed continuously in the Buddha's light.

Not only that, Venerable Jingguang also took out the ancient butter lamp and protected it in front of him.

After doing this, he simply sat down in a row. He took out a pair of wooden fish and a pair of copper chimes and shaking them while knocking and shaking them. He simply responded to the changes and no longer cared about everything around him. He was like an old monk entering into meditation and recited the scriptures silently.

When Xuan Tianxing saw the arrangement of Master Jingguang, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Only defend but not attack! Although the master's idea is not wrong, it's a pity that you made a mistake, that is, this place is in the sky outside the sky!"
Chapter completed!