Villain: The wife of the heroine, the Emperor of Heaven?I will marry you

Chapter 142 The crushing of power, death will not succeed

The sound of treading footsteps produced a burst of distinct footprints in the void barrier.

Su Xunge finally appeared.

"Up to now, you are still dreaming. Do you really want to die?" Su Xunge's eyes flashed a tyranny as the tall body walked slowly in front of Long Zhi.

A big hand grabbed Long Zhi's red coral-like crystal dragon horn, and turned her face to him.

"I don't understand, who gave you the confidence?"

The physical strength of the semi-holy artifact was tightly grasped in the palm of the hand, which forced the dragon horn, which the Dragon Clan is most proud of, to bend.

Long Zhi couldn't bear the pain, so he had to follow Su Xunge's strength, and the pain turned his cheeks.

The messy blood-red hair has long been wet from the sweat from the torment, and it is tightly attached to the moving face with gleaming scales, which has an indescribable beauty.

"just kill me!"

In the void barrier.

The body was humiliated and the soul was tortured. Long Zhi knew that he was defeated, completely defeated.

Empty and pale eyes filled with longing for relief.

Instead of enduring the torture like this, she hoped that Su Xunge could give her a happy one.

but.

Where in the world is such a simple thing.

Su Xunge kept her for so long without using a killer, so he naturally had his own purpose.

Long Zhi's strength is not weak. Although he has no resistance in front of him, he is still a dragon with outstanding blood. In Xiao Nantian, he can even be called a strong one.

It would be too wasteful to simply kill them.

What's more, the incomplete Great Emperor Formation in his hand needs to be activated by the Blood Dragon Clan.

Long Li still needs time to be cultivated to be useful, while Long Zhi is a ready-made battery.

and so.

Su Xunge wants to subdue her.

"wanna die?"

"It's not that easy."

The hand holding the dragon horn rotated and twisted left and right, making the root of the dragon horn make a clang~ clang. Muffled sound.

The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart is a saying of the human race, and for the dragon race, the dragon horn is one of the hub cores of their blood, and a little injury on weekdays is an unbearable pain for members of the dragon race.

At this moment, being violently twisted by Su Xunge, Long Zhi only felt that his skull began to shatter.

"Ah~"

The heart-piercing screams were unstoppable, even if Long Zhi bit his silver teeth to pieces and blood oozed out, he still couldn't stop it.

"Please kill me!"

Different from the arrogant arrogance and hateful begging for death before, the current Longzhi is more like a humble begging.

In Su Xunge's previous life, there was a theory that was hated by everyone, called the Stockholm Effect.

It means that when the victim's life is threatened, they will have a strong dependence on the perpetrator. If the perpetrator allows them to survive, they will be very grateful, and even evolve this feeling into a kind of abnormal fear.

The fear that human beings can bear has a fragile bottom line.

No matter how strong a person is, as long as he breaks through this point, the result without exception is obedience.

And Su Xunge was testing Longzhi's bottom line.

Although in terms of hard power, he already has the combat power of a saint.

But after all, where the realm is, his spirit strength is far less than one-tenth of Longzhi's.

Therefore, Xuan Hong's and the others' way of allegiance would not work on Long Zhi.

After all, he is a saint. If the front foot surrenders to himself, the back foot will sneak attack while he is not prepared.

Su Xunge said that he hasn't played enough in this fantasy world, and he doesn't want to finish it so early.

therefore.

He used this cruel and inhuman training method to "persuade" Long Zhi to surrender.

just.

"Those eyes full of hatred, no matter how you look at it, there is no bottom line threshold. If you relax your vigilance now, I'm afraid you will be bitten back."

Su Xunge's eyes were cold, analyzing Longzhi's condition.

The technique of this void enchantment is immature, and its duration is very limited, and it will automatically fall apart in a short time.

At that time, his semi-invincible state will also disappear.

"It seems that we can only use a little bit of ruthlessness." Su Xunge's eyes shook, and he had an idea in his mind.

Since the physical and spiritual pain cannot make her yield, let's have some spiritual blows.

"You really want to die that much?" Su Xunge let go of the dragon's horn and asked indifferently.

Suddenly, Long Zhi only felt that his pain was reduced by half.

Staring at Su Xunge with hateful eyes, Long Zhi smiled sadly and said: "Skills are not as good as others, so if you want to kill or cut you, just do it!"

The passion of dying generously made Su Xunge applaud softly.

"Clap clap~"

"The big female dragon has strong bones, I will do what you wish."

But then, under Long Zhi's disgusted eyes, he suddenly changed the subject, and said viciously: "But it's a pity that senior's good body is wasted like this~"

The weird expression made Long Zhi's hairs stand on end: "You are really a pervert."

Su Xunge didn't understand why, but Long Zhi's voice didn't stop. The disgust on her face was beyond words, and she looked at Su Xunge like looking at a pile of garbage: "It's just a puddle of flesh and blood. It doesn't matter to me if you die on it."

"But now, kill me, or believe it or not, I'll squeeze your evil things into pieces when I'm doing your business!"

Su Xunge raised his eyebrows, showing embarrassment subconsciously.

The female dragon seemed to have misunderstood something.

Although he didn't resist being Yelan's undead knight, his xp should, it seems, probably not that perverted.

But this expression that shouldn't appear on his face was restrained by him.

It turned into a more gloomy look.

"Jie Jie Jie, you have a good idea." Su Xunge smiled strangely, making the expression Long Zhi imagined just right.

Immediately afterwards, he continued with a prolonged tone: "But you underestimated me."

Say it.

A layer of dense black quagmire appeared under Long Zhi's body, and a corrosive breath of hell flowed into Long Zhi's nasal cavity inexplicably.

Subsequently.

She felt weird.

Different from the pulling of the physical body, the tearing of the soul.

It was a terrifying feeling that terrified her whole body.

Essence is passing, spirit is falling, as if the gate of Jiuyou Hell has been opened, there are countless devil's hands trying to pull her into it.

Long Zhi was terrified, widened his eyes and said, "What are you doing, what are you going to do!"

"What are you doing?" Su Xunge smiled instead of anger, black air lingered in one hand, and then he clenched his fist heavily.

"Boom~"

The tumbling gate of hell slowly opened, and a huge gray-white skeleton emerged impressively.

Winding dragon horns, majestic dragon spine, thick dragon claws.

Even if it's just a skeleton, it still can't conceal its terrifying aura.