Gao Wu: F-level Talent at the Start Evolve into SSS

Chapter 142 Falling into the hands of the Desire Demon God, life is better than death!

Whether it is the war between the Demon God of Desire and the Old Immortal King, or the war between the soldiers of the Demon Race and the soldiers of the former king, they all occupy an absolute advantage.

So the old fairy king and his troops chose to retreat without any communication.

But at this time, it is not so easy to pat the buttocks away. Whether it is the old Immortal King or his troops, they have already been entangled on the battlefield.

But in comparison, it is the old fairy king who is more difficult to escape.

Although the situation in the army is reversed, after all, the demons have limited their attacks in the defensive cover. They can't expand the attack range if they dare not go out of the circle. In addition to the chaos on the battlefield, there are always some people who can escape and survive. .

However, the old fairy king is a one-on-one war with the top powerhouse.

He finally fully realized the difference in strength between himself and the Demon God of Desire, which is completely the difference between clouds and mud.

He was turned into a toy to play with applause like a full-fed and bored cat, a mouse that he caught.

If the other party wanted him to escape, he let him escape, and when he thought he had hope of life, he was suddenly caught and beaten twice, then let him escape for a distance, and then he was caught and continued to play.

Being insulted back and forth, not to mention his dignity, also made his heart collapse.

Even his old heart was also a little bit bloody, "Damn! If you don't run away, you will fight Laozi completely.

"Laozi doesn't believe it, can Laozi and you work so hard to disgust you?"

As a result, the facts soon proved to him that it was really not good. When the attack fell on him, it seemed to smash his bones, blew out his blood, and turned his whole body into flesh. .

A burst of severe pain was awakened in every corner of his body, and he felt that every minute and every second was like staying in hell, or the 18th floor of hell, suffering endless torture all the time.

When he made up his mind to fight the opponent, he realized how difficult it was.

Fuck, he'd better run away.

But this situation is not at all what he wants to do.

He was beating and even hoping that the other party would give him a good time, instead of torturing him like this all the time.

However, his purpose was doomed to fail.

Ling Xiao finally slapped his chest fiercely.

The blood of the big beach gushed out from his mouth again. Looking closely, there were countless black small pieces mixed in the blood, which were all the scum of the internal organs.

At this moment, all his internal organs were seriously injured, and some of them became muddy meat, and the meat was still dripping down, and the blood was gushing out one by one.

He was no longer able to fight, and he gradually lay on the ground, gasping for breath, spitting out mouth after mouth of blood from time to time.

Like a piece of old mother pork that cannot be sold, it makes people feel dirty when they look at it.

But at the moment he doesn't care anymore, he laughed, closed his eyes and continued to tease: "Desire Demon God, don't think that you are so good, now they all respect you, hold you, and wait for you to get old. , When you are not so strong, you will also find the respect of this group of people, but it's just talk~".

"What they respect is this extraordinary combat power, not you, you will end up like me one day.

"Full of exhaustion, gradually weakening combat effectiveness, living with a group of people who are fighting openly and secretly."

"Looking at those intrigues every day, I can't remember the dreams I had when I was young."

"It's true that I'm not a winner, but neither are you. It's just that you came later than me. You will experience what I have experienced again. My today is your tomorrow."

For his words, Ling Xiaoquan thought that he was farting and didn't hear a word.

When he stepped on his ankle, he immediately chopped the bones under his feet into crumbs, and chopped the flesh into mashed meat. The bone dregs and the mashed meat were mixed together, turning into a pile of mud that could not be seen.

Such severe pain made the old immortal king unable to maintain it, and with a hideous face, he screamed loudly: "Ah!"

The shrill voice resounded throughout the entire universe, causing the army of the immortal kings far away to feel chills, unable to imagine what the other party had gone through to be so miserable.

However, his torture was just beginning.

After smashing the opponent's ankle, Ling Xiao easily picked up the detached sole and placed it in front of him.

After making sure that he saw it clearly, a flame was burning in his hand, and it was extremely unpleasant to use the flame. Instead, it was simmered on a small fire, like a barbecue, and the entire sole of the foot was roasted little by little.

Not long after, the smell of barbecue came from the soles of the hands.

Ling Xiao concentrated his fingertips and cut the soles of his feet into small pieces little by little.

Then they stuffed them into the mouth of the old immortal king one by one, and the old immortal king naturally refused to chew and swallow.

Under the control of the other party, he could not spit out the meat, and could only passively accept the feeding of the pie filling. As the meat in his mouth increased piece by piece, he finally tasted what his feet were like.

The whole mouth was stuffed to the brim, bulging like a gluttonous and disgusting old fat man. If that picture were seen by others, they would probably vomit on the spot.

The old immortal king felt that he was going crazy, but he didn't expect that one day he would let others stuff his flesh into his mouth one by one.

He wanted to get up in anger and wanted to smash the corpse of the person in front of him, but he was helpless and could only stare at each other with wide eyes angrily.

In his mouth, he could feel the sweetness of the barbecue, which stirred his nerves all the time.

The Demon God of Desires only felt that his eyes were really unpleasant, so he inserted two fingers and smashed his (De Wang Zhao) eyeballs.

Looking at the wet fingers with some unknown liquid sticking to them, they wiped them on the other side with disgust.

After that, it started again. The torture on the opponent's body, using magic as a knife, slowly opened the opponent's chest and abdominal cavity.

After the incision was made in the chest and abdominal cavity, the hand stretched out and pushed away from the incision to both sides, exposing the internal organs and the large and small intestines.

The contents inside had been tortured out of shape due to the battle just now.

It seems that the Demon God Destroying Desire rarely sees such a miserable interior, and can't help but be a little excited.

Fortunately, the old immortal king couldn't see his expression at the moment, otherwise he would definitely scold him: "No wonder even his clansmen dare not approach him, such a perverted hobby, everyone will avoid it.

How unfortunate it is for those who fall into his hands, and those who can kill themselves before being controlled by him are wise people who understand him.