aturally mortals in the Lingxi Battlefield. After entering the Lingxi Battlefield, those with clan families can return to Kyushu at any time through the celestial pillar where they are stationed. But...the screams have been going on and on since they sounded, and how can the strong man who just kept shouting have a half-tough character

twitch the corner of Lu Ye's eye.

the half-elder who led him in explained: "the dragon thorn of this execution is of spiritual treasure, beating not only the human body, but also the spirit. Many monks who do not know the truth have suffered great losses here, little friend, we must hold on for a while."

although there is an incompetent explanation, there will not be any dead hands here, but it is not easy to do it too obviously. there is always a walk in the show.

there was a lot of screaming on this side, but there were many detained monks shouting in the nearby cages.

"use the strength of the old one eye, this guy still has the strength to scream, are you showing mercy"

"Old Cyclops, is this your son or your grandson, tickling him so lightly"

"that's right, suck it to death!"

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has an air of watching the hustle and bustle without being too serious.

Lu Ye stood on the sidelines and watched coldly, seeing that the Lingbao whip, full of barbed thorns, fell on the bald man again and again, beating him with shattered clothes and flesh and blood behind him.

the bullwhip is called the adversarial dragon thorn, and the friar who executed him is an old man with sloppy gray hair. The culmination of the real lake should be the old one-eyed monk around him.

the old one eye is worthy of the name. There is only one eye, and there is only one black hole in the orbit of the other eye. I do not know what disaster has caused it. Even the only remaining eye is blooming like a ghost, making people look at the palpitations.

he is the executioner on this side of the prison, and all those who enter the prison to be punished have to go through him, all with a layer of skin.

therefore, looking at the whole Bing State Wei, he is also a famous existence, which has changed the color of many monks who have been in and out of prison.

I don't know what the shaved-headed strong man has done. Although there is a real lake, the physical body is also extremely powerful. Reversible dragon thorns beat not only the flesh, but also the spirit. Five whips come down, and the strong man has completely fainted.

Lu Ye was saddened to see that the guy who was still majestic just now was hanging there like a dead dog.

this shows the foresight of this side of the prison. If it were not for the strong man hanging there, it would be difficult to execute if he had not collapsed at the moment.

when he was in a coma, he was beaten four more times before the monk on this side of the prison took off the bald and strong man.

the executioner stepped aside, sat on a bloodstained chair, grabbed the jug next to him, and took a swig of wine.

"Little friend, you're up." The half-elder spoke.

Lu Ye took a deep breath, grabbed the amber from his shoulder, stuffed the Panshan knife into its mouth, let it bite, and strode forward.

"here comes a boy."

in the cage not far away, someone saw Lu Ye and smiled and said, "he is still a little guy in the Yunhe River."

"Boy, what have you done I can't believe you've been caught here! "

"afraid you didn't run away and become a deserter"

"Boy, I'll teach you a good boy. Don't urge your psychic powers to resist. You should completely relax your mind. With a whip, you will faint directly, and you won't feel anything behind."

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

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in the shouts coming from all directions, Lu Ye went to the place where he was executed, and a monk from the prison came forward to bind his hands and feet.

the rope that binds people is obviously not ordinary, and it can make a real lake unable to break free, at least at the level of Lingbao.

Lu Ye didn't resist, so he let others tie him up and hang him up.

not far away Amber bit Panshan Dao and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

half the elder walked up to the old one-eyed and whispered a few words.

the old man never looked up and said, "you know my rules."

the half-elder said, "this is what the chief of the company wants, and the person is also sent by the chief himself."

the old man paused with his only eyes raised to his mouth and looked carefully at the half-elder, who nodded gently to show that he would not lie to him.

only then did the old one-eyed man turn his head and glance at the hanging Lu Ye.

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything!" Before the old man opened his mouth with one eye, the half-elder blocked his doubts.

"got it!" The old man put down the jug with one eye, stood up, grabbed the dragon thorn and walked behind the land leaves.

the moment driven by spiritual power, the sound of breaking the air has already sounded.

Lu Ye only felt that he was struck by a thunderbolt in the back, and the spiritual power of protecting himself was instantly broken, and the severe pain spread all over the body, while the pain in the spirit was more intense than that in the physical body.

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

at that time, when the spirit was not too strong, every time I honed it with the help of a mirage, when I died from it, I felt a moment of pain.

it's just as painful to find out the information on the leaves of a talent tree.

but the pain is the difference between a fresh breeze and a hurricane when compared to what happened at the moment.

he finally understood why even the monks in Zhenghu could not resist such flogging.

this is not something that ordinary people can bear at all.

A scream did not come from the exit, the blue veins on the forehead of the land leaves piled up, and the whole person trembled violently.

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"huh" The old one eye could not help frowning.

execution is also a matter of fastidiousness. Since it is an execution, it is natural that the victim should remember the lesson and dare not do it again in the future.

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

you have to make sure that the victim doesn't pass out.

strength is a technical 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 the chief executive himself, and he was told that he would naturally take care of one or two. He could not care about the face of others, but he could not ignore the face of the chief.

his original plan was to faint the land leaves with a whip.

just a monk in the Yun River, the power of the dragon thorn only needs to urge Baiyi.

in this case, Lu Ye will not feel any pain in the next two whips, and he will collect his strength properly, so that others will not see any clue.

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

what a strong spirit!

the old one-eyed man knew immediately what the problem was.

the adversarial dragon thorn beat both the flesh and the spirit. If the ordinary Yunhe nine layers ate this whip, he would not scream, and he would be in a coma on the spot, but the one in front of him was obviously different. His spirit was much stronger than he had expected, and only then could he bear the whip of the dragon thorn.

the mind turned, but the movement of the old one-eyed hand was non-stop, and two whips were taken off, and the land leaves were blurred with flesh and blood behind them.

after three whips, the half-elder immediately asked someone to put Lu Ye down, raised his hand and held his arm.

Lu Ye is shaking all the time, hissing air-conditioning in her mouth, and this encounter is unforgettable!

the place of torture, you can't come here any more!

"Little friend, can you resist it" Asked the half-elder.

Lu Ye clenched her teeth and nodded silently.

"Great!" The half-elder admired how powerful the old one-eyed shot was, and he saw it clearly next to him. According to reason, Yunhe could not survive in any case.

behind the two whips, the old one-eyed did leave his hand. Although the momentum is amazing, it is actually less than 20% of the power of the first whip.

"if you have anything to heal, take it quickly. If you enter the trap dragon gate, there is no way to activate your psychic power." Half the elder whispered a reminder.

the so-called trapped dragon gate is the cage where the monks are held.

monks are no better than mortals, so the cages that hold them are specially refined treasures. They are shrouded in a large array, and when they enter the dragon gate, their spiritual powers are suppressed and unable to move in their bodies.

Lu Ye smelled the words, trembled his hands, took out some healing pills and swallowed them. After thinking about it, he took out a jade bottle and put it close to his body.

after a while, under the guidance of the half-elder, he came to an empty trapped dragon gate and placed him in it. The half-elder said, "the little friend has a rest, and after ten days he will be free."

"good!" Lu Ye nodded.

when the half-elder leaves, the prisoner friar closes the dragon gate and opens the ban.

all of a sudden, Lu Ye felt as if his spiritual powers were being held by a big invisible hand, and all his spiritual powers became stagnant and urged him to stay still.

only in this way can I learn the strength of the Dragon Gate.

if such a treasure is used to capture people, it is bound to be accurate, but how to trap the enemy in it is a troublesome matter.

monks are more mortal, and the biggest difference is that they have spiritual powers.

now that the spiritual power is imprisoned, the monk's only advantage is the strong physique brought about by the ascension of the realm.

physical training is undoubtedly a great advantage in this respect, and Dharma practice is going to be unlucky. Although their bodies are much stronger than mortals, they are at the bottom of all the monks of all factions. In this way, on the premise that they cannot stimulate their spiritual powers, they will affect the speed of their recovery.

Lu Ye is not worried about this. Of course, his physique is not as talented as Ju Jia, but it is no worse than his physical training in the same realm.

what's more, he got the broken origin of Longtenjie at the beginning, and his body is so full of vitality that even if his psychic power is imprisoned, his recovery speed is not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

sat down silently, raised his hand and touched the amber that followed him in: "nothing!"

this is both a relief to Amber and to comfort Yiyi.

in such an environment, she is inconvenient to show up. She must be worried sick. The injury behind

is nothing, but the pain in the soul is difficult to eliminate for a while, but Lu Ye can also deal with it.

he has encountered this situation many times.

looked left and right, but no one noticed this side. He took out the jade bottle that he had put away close to his body, opened it, and put a little bit of it into his mouth.

Soul Wash, in view of the current situation, this is undoubtedly the most suitable treasure.

the warm feeling spreads from the spirit, such as a pair of invisible little hands brushing, the pain is relieved, and the land leaves even feel a little refreshed.

gently exhaled, Lu Ye relaxed her mind.

this robbery is over.hole body. he only felt dark in front of his eyes and fell directly to the ground.seems to have some chain reaction. As the first man pounced on him, behind him, seven or eight monks in this direction...