In a daze, Lu Chen heard someone talking beside him, or two people.

"Demon Tu, are you sure you must do this?" Lu Chen was so familiar with this voice, it was the old monster Qinghuo.

"Brother Qinghuo, we have been in love for nearly a thousand years. When did I, the Demon Tu, deceive you?" The person who talked to Qinghuo had a long and sharp voice, like the turtle man in a kiln, and the tone of the eunuch was similar to that of the eunuch, which was disgusting.

Qinghuo was silent for a while, as if he had made a great decision, and said, "Okay, I will set up two magic circles to seal his limbs, not his meridians, and prevent his divine source from leaving his body. I must lay a forbidden source magic spell here."

Mo Tu fucked his sharp voice and laughed: "That's all right for you. Just remember, don't let his meridians be unable to regulate their breathing."

Qinghuo's tone had a slight slight doubt, or he said, "Can you tell me why you didn't use Shen Ce to seal his meridians?"

Mo Tu laughed and said, "Okay, I'll tell you. I've heard of the God-Slaying Ice Sea. Well, the ancient god-demon period was the cave of the Great Lord Bingyuan. I checked it. The fire in this kid's body was very strange, and only his heart can accommodate it. Didn't you say that the fire and his heart are integrated? Just like that, if you want the fire, you can't get it by force. What I'll find for you is the God-Slaying Water in the God-Slaying Ice Sea."

Lu Chen was dizzy, and he could only hear the hoarse voice chattering, and he could not help but explain it, and he could also hear the hoarse voice explaining and circle around him. He heard Qinghuo ask, "Shui Zhu Shen? I haven't heard of it."

"Have you heard of Bing Yuandan?" Gong Yushou Motu asked.

"I've heard of it, the materials for refining the Forbidden Sky Ice Talisman."

"By the way." Mo Tu laughed twice and said, "The Shui of the Gods is also one of the materials of the Forbidden Sky Ice Talisman. Both are the cold surnames, which are the coldest names in the divine realm and the most precious treasure of the third heaven. I won't talk about the Bing Yuan gallbladder. The Shui of the Gods is quite effective. I throw the Shui of the Gods into the cauldron. The cold air of the Shui of the Gods can force the fire in his body to operate on its own. Think about it, his limbs are sealed, and he cannot worship the Immortal Art. The divine power in his body is like a calm sea. However, the Shui of the Gods is to think that his heart and the fire are frozen at the same time.

In this way, the fire will resist the cold by itself, and we will use the Shenshu Water to slowly erode the deep-rooted fire energy in his body. Although this kid's fire is very strange, I still have a lot of Shenshu Water. I guess it only takes forty-nine days. Without the assistance of his natal immortal technique, the fire and heart will be frozen. At that time, the true energy of the fire is not much lost. Brother Qinghuo only needs to pick out his heart and fire at the same time and change it to adapt to the fire energy of the fire. How about it, my name of Demon Slaughter has not disappointed you."

Hearing these words, Lu Chen was still confused and understood what was going on. For a moment, smoke came from the seven orifices, and anger rushed away. The sound of the blink of anger made him wake up.

When he opened his eyes, the first person he saw was Qinghuo. Behind Qinghuo, a shrinking old man with more than a dozen hairs on his head was looking at him with a hunched back and smirk. The yellow teeth that the old man's mouth looked disgusting, and with his face, he looked like an evil spirit.

When he looked down, he saw that he was being put in a huge bronze tripod, kneeling on his knees. His whole body only had his head exposed outside the tripod, and his hands were tied tightly with a thick rope twisted with gold wire, as if he was a serious crime.

Seeing Lu Chen wake up, Mo Tu smiled with fun and said, "Oh, this kid woke up early enough. Brother Qinghuo, are you reluctant to do it?"

Qinghuo obviously had no intention of joking with Mo Tu, staring at Lu Chen and jokingly said, "It's better to wake up early. I've been ruined by him for my whole life. I can make them feel angry when they are tortured."

"Qinghuo, what are you going to do?" Lu Chen just heard a little, but he generally understood what was going on. This strange demon slaughter has a low cultivation level, only the superior god, who was specially invited by Qinghuo to help him get the black evil fire seed.

"Tsk tsk." The old man stared at Lu Chen with a ugliness and said with regret: "Boy, who can't you say you can offend him? You just offend him. If someone else is someone else, I really won't help this. Oh, you're so lucky. You have to be, Brother Qinghuo, why don't we do it?"

The Demon Tu asked Qinghuo for advice in a false way. In Lu Chen's eyes, this extremely ugly old man seemed to like to torture people very much.

Lu Chen opened his mouth and started to curse, but after thinking about it, he endured it again.

Mo Tu was slightly stunned and said astonished: "Huh? Aren't you angry? Why don't you talk?"

Lu Chen shouted at the old man: "Your mother, it's useless to shout, "I'm just talking nonsense. What a fool? You want to have fun, just dream." After that, he twisted his head, closed his eyes, and looked like he was letting the meat of a mermaid.

Mo Tu was sprayed with mist and spitting stars, but he was not annoyed. However, he was no longer so kind than before. Mo Tu put a big face over and smiled sinisterly: "Boy with sharp teeth and sharp mouths, I have seen many people like you. They were all tough at the beginning. In three days, I will see you begging for mercy."

"I beg you eight generations of ancestors." Lu Chen squirted wildly.

The demon slaughter was lukewarm, sneered repeatedly, and slowly took out a jade porcelain bottle from his arms without saying a word. Seeing this bottle, Lu Chen's brows were fierce, and an amazing cold air emerged like never before, turning into long airflows echoing and floating in the cave.

Feeling this strange cold current, Lu Chen couldn't help but subconsciously chill. If it were in the past, he would have sacrificed fire armor to resist the cold air as soon as possible. However, his hands were tied, the cave wall above his head was engraved with talisman scriptures, and there were complex texts on the bronze tripod. According to Qinghuo and Mo Tu, these were two formations from Lifan Shen Ce, one controlled his limbs and the other controlled his divine source.

To put it bluntly, Lu Chen is no different from a vegetative person who can think and speak. Except for the breath in his body that is still flowing comfortably, he cannot even use the Immortal Art.

The demon slander was measuring, and there was an excitement in his eyes. He thought that this torture method was more terrifying than all the cruel punishments in the Three Realms and Six Paths, and more refreshing than reality. He had already vaguely heard Lu Chen's tragic wailing sound.

Slowly, he was only four or five steps away from the bronze treasure tripod. Mo Tu walked away for half a cup. He liked this process of watching others' pain very much.

Only Qinghuo frowned impatiently and urged: "Hurry up."

"Hey." Mo Tu deliberately stood in front of Lu Chen, so that he could look up and see his smiling face. He gently opened the bottle. The cold air became even more compelling, and the hairs on Lu Chen's body were covered with thick white frost.

The bottle was extended to the top perpendicular to the bronze tripod. The bottle slowly tilted, and a drop of water dripped from the bottle, and the bottom of the tripod fell from the gap between Lu Chen and the bronze tripod.

After a illusionate trance, the demon slaughter opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blue mist, which suddenly turned into small thunder clouds and drifted down into rain.

Soon the bronze tripod was filled with rain, and the bronze tripod that fused with the Shenshu Water was cold. Lu Chen's face turned from red to white in the blink of an eye. The forced cold air was biting his body like a cold silkworm, drilling into the skin, and then entering the blood.

For a moment, Lu Chen felt that his blood had solidified and turned into ice. The extreme pain made his scalp feel like it was falling off. The evil water from Jiuyou Cold Pond was not as terrible as the water of the God-Slaying Water in the bronze tripod.

"ah!"

Finally, Lu Chen couldn't help it and screamed in pain. His screams were so tragic that it was outrageous. White cold currents spurted out from his mouth, making the entire cave turn into an ice cave in the blink of an eye.

Mo Tu laughed, Qinghuo laughed, and the two seemed very satisfied with Lu Chen's performance.

"How is it? I'm right. No one can bear the cold air of the God-killing Water." Mo Tu laughed proudly.

Qinghuo nodded with satisfaction and said thoughtfully: "Will he freeze to death?"

The demon slaughter said confidently: "Don't worry, you can watch."

Speaking as if confirming the words of the Demon Tu, wisps of white smoke from the white water of the God-Slaying Water evaporated. Lu Chen's chest was frozen to the white shiny, and a blue and black light was about to move. The black evil heart fire, with a spiritual surname, flowed through Lu Chen's major meridians. Every time he passed, the frozen meridians would melt away, and then dispel the cold air and headed straight to the next place.

However, the cold air of the Shenshui River is extremely impatient. Almost after the three breaths of the Black Evil Heart Fire leaving, the meridians that had just melted are frozen again. As a result, as long as the bronze tripod does not come out, Lu Chen will always sink into such extreme pain and will never be reborn.

Unless the black evil heart fire can be consumed completely, and by then, he will have to die.

Mo Tu said, "Don't worry now. Starting today, drop a drop of Divine Punishment Water every seven days. After 49th day, the fire and the heart will be frozen together. Then the fire will be Brother Qinghuo."

Qinghuo finally put his head in his stomach and said to Mo Tu with satisfaction: "Brother Mo Tu, thank you. Don't worry, after things are done, I will pass on the shadow avoidance array in Lifan Shen Ce to you."

Mo Tu was overjoyed when he heard this and said with a smile: "Mo Tu thanked Brother Qinghuo first."

"No, no, haha..."

The two of them smiled wickedly, glanced at Lu Chen, who knew only pain and almost unconsciousness, and left the cave side by side. However, neither of them noticed that just as they turned their backs, Lu Chen, who was acting in extreme pain, faintly flashed with an incredible deception under his twisted expression.

"Lenghan, come out."

In the dim cave, a low voice came from the blockade of the formation. After this sound came out, another handsome ice-armored monk was added in front of the bronze tripod of the cave.

"I am!"

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