"Hehe. You are kidding!" Han Ming sneered. Ning Zhuo's voice turned cold: "Since you don't want to cooperate properly, then I can only force it." As he said that, Ning Zhuo took out the tools from his arms. They were mechanical needles of different lengths and thicknesses. "What are you going to do to me?!" Seeing the young man approaching him step by step, Han Ming was also panicked. Ning Zhuo tried to be gentle and said: "Bear it, some mechanical needles are a bit thick, it may be a bit painful." More than a dozen mechanical puppets, each carrying a few mechanical needles, climbed up Han Ming's body. "You old thief, kill me...ah!" Han Ming's body trembled, and he raised his head and screamed. The shrill screams echoed in the cell, making people feel cold all over. After a while, more than a dozen mechanical needles were inserted all over her body, on various joints, key points, and even on the front and back of her head.
Some of the thin needles were fine, but some of the thick needles were bleeding slowly. Ning Zhuo took a deep breath and used the secret technique to control these mechanical needles. The large and small mechanical needles kept rising and falling and trembling on Han Ming's body with his control. Some needles stirred in Han Ming's body, and some needles rotated outside his body. "Ah--!" Han Ming's screams came again, almost piercing the listener's eardrums. The severe pain made her twist her whole body. Her slender fingers tightly grasped the cold and thick iron chain. Soon, her fingertips were scratched and bleeding because of excessive force. But this kind of pain is completely different from the pain caused by acupuncture. Ning Zhuo concentrated all his attention and began to activate the magic weapon in the Dantian of the Sea of God, the Heart Demon Seal of Buddha! The treasure seal was like a mountain, occupying the Sea of God, and the demon statue at one end began to emit red magic light. The magic light soon appeared on the large and small mechanical needles and penetrated Han Ming's whole body. The next moment, a pink heart seal shot out from Ning Zhuo's body and shot directly into Han Ming's heart. Han Ming's screams gradually decreased, and a strong sense of fear gripped her fiercely. Because she felt that her body was out of control, she began to use the Nine-turn Soul Devouring Technique! "No, no!" Han Ming's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, but she couldn't stop. Soon, the technique was running to a certain extent and began to draw out Han Ming's soul. Ning Zhuo let go at the right time and turned over the Soul Shuttle. The Soul Shuttle did not fall to the ground, but was controlled by Han Ming and slowly floated in front of her. Then, the tip of the Soul Shuttle gently pierced into her chest. The Soul Shuttle started to work. Han Ming would never have expected that she would have such a day!
The Soul Shuttle, the murderous weapon that she slaughtered thousands and harmed countless people, would one day deal with her master. And the one who used the Soul Shuttle was not someone else, but herself! The Soul Shuttle trembled slightly. The soul elites accumulated by Han Ming throughout his life were thoroughly purified and gradually infused into the Soul Shuttle. As the soul essence gradually approached the carrying limit of the soul shuttle, the entire soul shuttle began to emit a faint cold light. After a while, the soul shuttle returned with a full load and was caught by Ning Zhuo again. Han Ming's face was pale, and the whole person seemed to have lost his bones and collapsed directly. He was able to stand only because his wrists, shoulder blades and other parts were locked with iron chains and iron hooks. "What did you do to me?" "What kind of method is this?" Han Ming looked up and stared at Ning Zhuo in horror. "Are you a disciple of the Phantom Sect? Just now, you used the Soul Bewitching Technique?!" "Or are you from the Guhui Sect? Did you use Gu on me?" "No, no, none of them..." Her whole body was shaking, and her heart was shaking. The confidence and self-confidence she had before were swept away and disappeared completely. Under the Cang Tie Han armor, Ning Zhuo had already shed two nosebleeds. My Buddha Heart Demon Seal, save yourself and become a Buddha, and become a demon to others. Using my Buddha Heart Demon Seal alone can affect targets of the same level, but it is often only for a moment. If facing a target with a higher level of cultivation, the influence is more limited, and it is necessary to guide the target's thinking, rather than directly tampering. But if, like now, other mechanical needles are used for assistance, the degree of influence can be increased. Just now, Ning Zhuo gave Han Ming an order through the heart seal-activate the Nine-turn Soul Devouring Art and pass on the foundation to the person in front of him. With the cooperation of the mechanical needle, Han Ming really did it. Even if she didn't want to at all! "In the mechanical secret records left by my mother, this kind of cane head also has a cross cane head, a dry cane head, and a king cane head. Unfortunately, my cultivation is not enough, so I can't use the more powerful ones." "At present, I can only use this one-word cane head." Ning Zhuo's mother is a mechanical cultivator. Ning Zhuo's mechanical skills are mostly from her mechanical secret records. The cane head, like the lifting line, is the second mainstream way to control mechanical creations. Just now, Ning Zhuo treated Han Ming as a mechanism and controlled him. Of course, relying on the cane head alone, even the king cane head, can't achieve this level. Unless Ning Zhuo's cultivation is far superior to Han Ming's, or his knowledge of mechanisms has increased by hundreds of times. What really caused the qualitative change was my Buddha Heart Demon Seal!
Ning Zhuo gradually figured out how to use this combination. The benefits are obvious, but the disadvantage is that the target will die soon and become a consumable. Ning Zhuo did not rush to absorb the soul essence, but carefully checked Han Ming's injuries. "Your combined cultivation method is quite good. Many parts of your body have been successfully transformed into corpses. This can make you last longer. Very good, very good." Ning Zhuo praised it endlessly. After hearing this, Han Ming could no longer hold on and fainted from anger. At the same time. Meng Chong rushed back to the City Lord's Mansion. He came to the training room and didn't want to waste a moment, so he started to disperse his energy directly. Super talent - running and thundering! Lightning flashed on his body, and his spirit, energy and spirit quickly dropped. The lightning helped him disperse his energy, and the effect was amazing! Meng Chong's eyes were full of lightning, and he shouted in surprise: "At this rate, by tomorrow, I will completely disperse my magic power and can start over!" "I learned it, I understand it!" "Running and thundering is my greatest asset. From now on, I will be brave and fearless, go all out, charge forward, and have no scruples!" Meng Chong was immersed in the joy of breakthrough. He found that the more he rushed forward, the stronger the effect of the thunderbolt became, and the more he could control it. "Sure enough, as long as I keep expressing my nature, my talent will become more apparent and stronger!" "Old Sun, you are amazing. Hahaha!" Underground cell. Ning Zhuo ignored Han Ming who had fainted. He came to the next room, opened his armor, held the soul shuttle in his hand, and gently touched his skin with the other tip. The next moment, a cool, gentle and pure soul power flowed out of the soul shuttle and poured into his soul. Ning Zhuo took a step back, his pupils suddenly dilated, and an extremely comfortable feeling filled his whole body and mind. It was like jumping into a lake in the dog days of summer. His soul essence rose rapidly, and soon exceeded his sixteen years of growth accumulation, doubling! But the soul essence in the soul shuttle was only half consumed. After a few breaths, the soul shuttle was empty, and the previous faint cold light disappeared completely. "Comfortable, so comfortable." Ning Zhuo was very excited and felt better than ever before.
Then, he noticed something strange. He felt his left arm was slightly warm. "What's going on?" Like Meng Chong, he was also surprised and happy: "My left arm is warm. Is my talent triggered? Is it beginning to manifest?" Ning Zhuo was anxious. If he could find the triggering conditions, he could continue to implement, cultivate and promote his talent, and finally make it fully manifest. "What's the reason?" "Is it because I absorbed the pure soul essence?" "Or because I dealt with the demon cultivators, punished the evil, and maintained the righteousness of the world?"