"Hey, Brother Tiger, be gentle and let the brothers have some fun. Have fun."
"Disgusting thing! Fine, I'll help you loosen him up first!" The Fat King of Hell, known as Tiger Brother, spoke with disgust, but a glimmer of desire flashed in his eyes. He loved watching monks being tortured.
Jiang Yun, curled up on the haystack, activated his internal magic power and the restrictions in his body disappeared instantly.
"My dear, come and let me love you."
Jiang Yun used his spiritual sense to follow the other party as he walked towards him step by step. He opened the prison door and stretched out a big hand covered in mud towards Jiang Yun.
"Entangle!" When the other party's hand just stretched out, Jiang Yun took out a low-grade spiritual weapon from his storage bag. This was the Demon Subduing Rope issued by the Demon Suppression Bureau.
Suddenly, the fat King of Hell Qin Hu was tightly wrapped by the Demon Subduing Rope. Then, before the other party could react, Jiang Yun moved his right hand, and the other party's mouth was also sealed with magic power.
"Woo woo woo..." Qin Hu said, having never expected this scene. He collapsed to the ground, like a worm, tightly wrapped around him. His terrified eyes stared at Jiang Yun.
He didn't expect that the cultivator he captured today was actually a foundation-building cultivator.
"Do you want to live or die?" Jiang Yun's fingers emitted a trace of purple flames, and he placed it in front of the other person's face and asked coldly:
"Wuwu..."
Jiang Yun looked at the other person's frightened face, smiled softly, and the flames instantly began to burn in the other person's head.
"Ouch..." Qin Hu struggled fiercely. He felt as if his sea of consciousness was being burned by fire, as if every part of his body was in pain.
"Puchi!" As the opponent rolled over in pain, Jiang Yun pointed his finger right at the opponent's dantian. Suddenly, the fat King of Hell Qin Hu's cultivation level of the late Qi Refining stage slowly dissipated.
"How about it? Do you want to try it again?"
Jiang Yun looked at Qin Hu, who was sweating profusely and looked ashen, and his cold voice reached his ears again.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the cell.
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