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The first thousand eight hundred and forty-six chapters become a waste

"If he doesn't come out in one day, then I will slaughter a city in one day! Killing people must be paid with their lives. Since I can't find the murderer, let's use their lives to pay for it!"

Wei Dian sneered, his voice cold.

He wanted to see how long he could maintain the image of a hero in the hearts of everyone?

"If the news spreads, whoever can help us find Xiao will not only not have to die, but we can also give him the entire Kunlun to play with."

The people from the other forces looked at each other and had no objections. The lives of those people were not worth mentioning to them.

As long as Xiao Zining can be forced out, it doesn't matter if more people die.

Only the bloody man lying on the ground like a dead dog roared unwillingly from the depths of his throat.

The man with the scar narrowed his eyes and slashed the man's hand with the knife. The whole hand was severed from the wrist, and there was a lot of blood.

The man groaned.

"Don't worry, we won't let you die before he comes out. Not only you, but also those other people, you will all be tortured because of him, and your life will be worse than death!!"

The scarred man whispered in the bloody man's ear, his tone was cold, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After saying that, the knife in his hand suddenly swung, and with a bang, it dived hard into the thick stone pillar. After a few breaths, the pillar actually cracked several large cracks and collapsed suddenly!

"Drag him out and tie him to your altar."

As soon as the scarred man finished speaking, several trembling people walked in from the door, with frightened expressions on their faces. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at anyone on the field.

They hurriedly carried the person out, not moving too much for fear of hurting the person.

The sacrificial platform of Wandao Palace is located in the middle of Wandao Palace. Not only the bloody man, but also several other people were taken out of the cell and tied to the sacrificial platform.

The people who came out of the cell looked in better condition than the bloody ones.

But it wasn't much better. Their faces were extremely pale, there were many wounds on their bodies, their lips were chapped and they had no aura of spiritual energy on their bodies.

Dantian was destroyed and there was no spiritual power.

They are now completely useless people, even weaker than those who have never had spiritual power. They are really powerless.

Those who tied them were so frightened that their legs kept shaking. They kept muttering sorry in their mouths, with tears and snot flowing from their noses.

"Don't blame me...Don't blame me, I don't want to, but I have no choice. If I don't do it, I will die..."

Several people were crying and tied up, with pain and guilt in their eyes.

None of the kidnapped people spoke, they just closed their eyes and remained silent.

Even if it's not a few of them, it will be others. If they don't do it, they will die.

Seven people were tied in a row, with their legs kneeling on the ground and their hands tied to the pillar behind them.

Not blindfolded or gagged.

Because, like this, they don't have that extra necessity, and they can't even break free from the simplest rope.

"Da da da——"

Footsteps sounded.

The scarred man walked up to them step by step. He looked at the seven people and knew that they were not unconscious.

He sneered and said.

"Killing one person a day, tell me, can you survive his appearance?"

His tone was very soft, but extremely vicious.

No one among the seven people paid attention to him, and the scarred man was not in a hurry.

The best is yet to come.

After the scarred man left, Fu Jie slowly opened his eyes and looked at the bloody man on the far side. That man turned out to be Cang Meng.

After seeing his broken wrist again, I felt pain and resentment in my heart, and then I felt deeply helpless...

Powerless and hopeless.

He had never felt such an abyss of despair as he did now.

Cang Meng's head was drooped, his breath was weak, and his consciousness was chaotic. The injuries on his body were the most serious and he was on the verge of death. But those people didn't know what they fed him and they forced him to breathe.

Fuji looked to his left again.

Liu Tian, ​​Chi Yu, Hua Yunxuan, Song Cheng, Xia Zijin.

Their condition was similar to his now, with their Dantian destroyed and completely transformed into a useless person.

I am a fisherman and a fisherman.

Fuji struggled to twitch the corners of his mouth, revealing a wry smile.
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