Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

The Black Sun Burning Sky Flame is not only a strange fire, it also has a special restraining effect on the soul, and its effect is stronger than other strange fires.

Although the temperature was controlled at this time, it could not change the fact that it was still a strange fire.

The Ghost Lord was burned by strange fire in his soul state...

It is conceivable that this kind of extreme pain that directly affects the soul is many times stronger than the pain in the body.

Chi chi chi~

Waves of white smoke kept coming out.

"Ah~ Forgive me, I don't dare to do it anymore!"

"Please...please, please spare me~"

"I know an ancient ruins. There are good treasures there, and there are countless treasures of all kinds... I will take you there, ah~ Please, I will take you there..."

Lord Netherworld struggled wildly, rolled, roared, and wailed!

He wanted to extinguish the flames by rolling.

However, all this is in vain.

The black flame was like a tarsal maggot, firmly attached to his soul, burning constantly, and could not be extinguished no matter what.

"Ah~ don't burn it, please, please, don't burn it... I know I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore..."

"Whatever you want, I, I'll give it to you...I'll give it to you~"

The boy who was rolling crazily on the ground, begging for mercy heart-breakingly, it was hard to believe that he was a former strong fighter.

"You bastard, you bastard, you bastard... Damn it, you have to die... I'll fuck your mother!"

"Kill me if you dare, you idiot!"

"You will have retribution, you will have to die a good death, ah~"

After begging for mercy in vain, Lord Ghost began to curse and curse viciously.

Wei Yang looked on with an indifferent expression, unmoved at all.

If scolding and cursing are useful, then what else can we do with strength?

The harder Lord Netherworld scolds him, the longer Wei Yang will burn him.

It burned until he couldn't curse anymore.

He wanted to see how long he could curse and whether his bones were really that hard.

…

Sunset and moonrise.

In the secret room.

On the ground, a small circular pit appeared.

Inside the circular pit, the melted floor turned into a liquid like magma, bubbling gurglingly.

A soul body wrapped in black flames squirmed like maggots in the pit, trembling from time to time.

"Please...please, please, please, spare me, ah~wuwu, I, I don't dare anymore...I don't dare anymore, hahaha, I don't dare anymore..."

He made hoarse sounds, sometimes begging for mercy, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing crazily.

The Ghost Lord was already tortured to the point of mental breakdown. He began to become confused and talk nonsense.

"Please, I... I really know an ancient ruins... I'll take you there, can I take you there?... Please, don't burn me again... Wuwu, I know I was wrong... Hahaha... Just kill me... Wuwu..."

Wei Yang watched coldly as a transparent talisman slowly rotated in his palm.

After a while.

Seeing that Lord Ghost had gradually begun to lose consciousness and was about to fall into a deep sleep, he finally waved his hand and withdrew most of the flames, and the remaining flames also lost some of their temperature.

After doing this, Wei Yang spoke, with a hint of temptation in his voice, and said softly: "Now there is an opportunity that allows you to no longer have to endure this pain. Are you willing?"

At this time, Lord Ghost Soul was already in a state of unconsciousness, which seemed to be faint but not faint. He nodded subconsciously when he heard the words, and kept saying: "Yes, yes, you can kill me, ugh Woo...please...give me a happy..."

"Want to have a good time? It's easy." Wei Yang waved his hand gently, and the body of Lord Gloomy Soul levitated and slowly floated in front of him.

He lowered his head, brought it close to his mouth, and said softly: "Tell me the soul control technique, and I will give you a pleasure right away."

"The art of controlling souls? No, it can't be done..." Lord Ghost Soul shook his head quickly, and a trace of clarity seemed to return to his eyes.

"Aren't you willing to agree to anything I say?" Wei Yang's voice turned cold, "You are not even afraid of death, are you still reluctant to part with this mere soul skill? It seems that you want to continue to be burned and continue to try. This kind of life is worse than death?"

"No, no, no, don't burn me..." Venerable Ghost Soul trembled all over, and kept mumbling: "Don't continue to burn me, I, I, I am not afraid of death, I, I am not afraid of death..."

"If you don't agree to me, then I will restore your soul, and then continue to burn you, restore, burn, restore, burn... the cycle continues." Wei Yang said coldly.

"No, don't! Please, you are a devil, no, don't burn!" Upon hearing this, Lord Ghost suddenly screamed in horror, his whole body trembling.

With a move of his hand, Wei Yang once again withdrew some of the flames, making Lord Ghost Soul's pain less severe again. "Look, do you feel more comfortable now? As long as you are willing to tell me the art of controlling souls, I won't I’ll continue to burn you. How about that?”

Venerable Ghost Soul was trembling continuously and seemed to be struggling in his heart.

After Wei Yang waited for a while, he said impatiently: "If you are willing, let me know! If you are willing, just nod. I will give you a happy answer afterwards. If you are not willing, then I will continue to burn."

"Are you really willing... to give me a good time afterwards?" Lord Ghost's eyes lit up, he raised his head hard, looked into Wei Yang's eyes, and asked.

If he could die happily, he would definitely not want to continue living at this moment.

Because being alive is thousands of times more uncomfortable than being dead.

At this time, he was exhausted both mentally and physically and just wanted to be happy.

"Of course." An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of Wei Yang's mouth, and he nodded seriously: "I, Wei Yang, always keep my word."

"...Okay!" Lord Ghost nodded, "I, I will give you...the art of soul control. You are not allowed to break your promise. If you want, give me a good time!"

"Of course! Don't worry, I, Wei Yang, always keep my word." Wei Yang assured with a nod, and with a wave of his hand, he withdrew all the flames.

As all the flames were withdrawn, Lord Ghost suddenly felt as if he had arrived in heaven instantly. His whole soul felt relaxed, and he almost wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep forever.

However.

"If you dare to sleep, I will burn you awake." Wei Yang's voice was like ice water, shaking him up.

Venerable Ghost Soul tried his best to open his eyes wide, raised his fingers tremblingly, and kept reminding him: "Afterwards, don't forget to give me a good time..."

"Don't worry." Wei Yang nodded and put his forehead close to his.

With that slightly trembling finger, he touched Wei Yang's forehead.

Suddenly, a huge flow of information poured into his mind.

…

a long time.

Wei Yang slowly opened his eyes, with a touch of surprise and emotion in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, this soul control technique is actually an elementary soul skill at the earth level.

The value of earth-level elementary soul skills is immeasurable.

And this method of directly controlling and enslaving other people's souls is even more terrifying.

He lowered his head and looked at the transparent sigil floating in his palm, silently comparing it with the message in his mind.

After a while.

Wei Yang analyzed it and concluded that there was nothing wrong with this soul skill and it was real.

Even with Wei Yang's thought, soul power surged out from between his eyebrows and poured into the transparent soul seal.

And as the soul power gradually penetrated into this soul seal, Wei Yang suddenly discovered many mysteries in it one by one.

Combined with the information in his mind, although he had just obtained this soul skill not long ago, Wei Yang still quickly understood this soul control skill by copying it like a cat and a tiger. eight.

In the consciousness sea space, Wei Yang's soul began to practice the soul control technique while the seal in his hand kept changing, trying to condense the soul control talisman.

"I, I didn't do anything, don't worry... please, give me a good time!" Lord Ghost prayed extremely weakly.

"Wait a minute, let me compare first. I learn things very quickly." Wei Yang glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, as long as you don't lie to me, I will never break your promise."

"That's good." Lord Ghost nodded.

"Since you can't hold it any longer, why not just go to sleep and I'll give you a happy ending later when I'm sure it's all right." Wei Yang said, "It's not bad for you to leave this world in your deep sleep. Isn’t it?”

"Well, that's true." Lord Ghost smiled weakly. He took a deep look at Wei Yang one last time and murmured: "I didn't expect that I would disappear like this in the end..."

A trace of nostalgia flashed across his eyes, and soon, he could no longer hold on, and his consciousness completely fell into darkness.

"Remember, give me a pleasure..."

Only a gentle whisper slowly echoed in Wei Yang's ears.

"Don't worry." An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of Wei Yang's mouth.

I, Wei Yang, always keep my word.

Brothers, there are only two updates today. My friend is celebrating his birthday and will be going out later.