"It's okay if you want me to tell you, unless... you go to hell, quack quack..." Mo Jiu returned to his arrogant look. He is a demon, how could he compromise with humans? What a joke. So what if the true body abandons him? He is Mo Jiu, the son of the Demon Emperor. How can he be an existence that you, a little human cultivator, can desecrate? On the other hand, Zheng Tuo did not have any surprises. He thought of all the possible scenarios, and Mojiu acting with him was just one of them. so. He already had a backup plan. The anesthetic gas is released in the transformed environment into a prison. Because the demonic energy was sealed away, Mo Jiu only had a powerful physical body, so he was quickly anesthetized.
"Boy, what are you going to do?" Being unable to control his physical body caused Mo Jiu to panic a little bit. "Don't worry, I'm just collecting some information. It'll be quick." After Zheng Tuo finished speaking, he sent a group of puppets into the mirror-turned-prison. "Boy, what are you going to do?" Mo Jiu didn't know what would happen next, but something terrible would definitely happen, especially when he was fixed on the table and the puppets lined up behind him, an ominous premonition came to his mind. . "I know that you demons are very powerful, both in terms of strength and will, but... you are not without weaknesses, and your weakness is your strong heart of honor. You regard honor as more important than life. Among the demons, The weak are not qualified to speak. The weak should be trampled by the strong. So, now I will trample on you, and then record the whole process, and then send it to the golden battlefield and play it on a screen as big as a city. All the demons are watching, let them see how the dignified ninth son of the Demon Emperor was caught, humiliated, trampled, and bullied... I believe that with the character of the Demons, you will be infamy for thousands of years, and the Demon Emperor, your The great father who unified the demon clan will become the laughing stock of the entire demon clan." Zheng Tuo calmly stated his plan, but the plan itself was not calm, and Mojiu even began to collapse. "How dare you, bastard, how dare you..." Mo Jiu is still shouting. He doesn't believe that Zheng Tuo dares. He is the ninth son of the Demon Emperor. Who dares to treat him like this. "There is nothing in this world that I, Zheng Tuo, dare not do. If there is, then start now." Zheng Tuo smiled like a demon, while Mo Jiu looked scared and looked more like a human. "Madman, madman, you humans are all madmen, you are all madmen..." Mo Jiu struggled wildly, trying to get himself out of the room that frightened him. But he could feel that the cold hand of the puppet had touched his body, and he was no longer calm. If Zheng Tuo really did that, his father would hate him to death, and he would be laughed at by the entire demon clan. He would never allow that to happen, absolutely not. "I'll tell you everything you need to know and stop your crazy behavior." Mo Jiu compromised. As Zheng Tuo said.
The weakness of the demons is honor. A demon who has lost his honor is not worthy of being called a demon. He will be branded with a mark of shame, he will be trampled on by everyone, and he will never be able to turn over. And he. As the ninth son of the Demon Emperor, he will never allow his own honor to be trampled on, let alone the honor of his father. That is something more precious than his life, and it is something that all demons, including himself, are willing to use. What life protects. "It would be great if we cooperated earlier. It makes everyone so unhappy." In fact, Zheng Tuo was not sure that he could defeat Mo Jiu with this method. The demon clan's thoughts were beyond imagination. Watch now. What I investigated was indeed correct. "Tell me, where did you enter the Eastern Region from?" Mo Jiu looked at Zheng Tuo, trying to discern something. at last. Let him down. Zheng Tuo's ancient well was like a puppet without emotions, leaving him unable to make a move. "I'm just a clone, so my knowledge is limited. I can only tell you a rough location. That place is an island, a dark island." "An island, a dark island." Zheng Tuo repeated Mo Jiu's words, with a tone of disbelief in his words. "Mo Jiu, it seems that you really won't shed tears until you see the coffin." Zheng Tuo mobilized the puppets and prepared to carry out cruel and inhuman torture. "Boy, I told you, I am a clone, not the main body. I only know so much. Even you orangutan and I don't know." "I don't know!" Zheng Tuo's words became more serious: "Mo Jiu, you don't know that there is a spiritual sea outside the Eastern Territory. The spiritual sea is tens of thousands of times wider than the Eastern Territory. Now tell me, go to the Spiritual Sea." I found an island, but what I got back was a dark island. Tell me, do you need to take care of it? " Zheng Tuo raised his hand. The puppets took out the prepared equipment and wanted to make a big move. "etc……" Mo Jiu immediately stopped Zheng Tuo. "You got me thinking." Mojiu thought hard as if he was constipated, but he really had no information to provide. "Brother, I really don't know." When Zheng Tuo saw Mo Jiu's look, he was afraid that he really didn't know.
Just like his puppet, it is impossible to know his secret. Although the clone may be more advanced than the puppet. "Okay, let me ask you, how long did it take you to fly from that black island to the Eastern Region." Based on the flight time and speed of the opponent, the approximate location of the black island can be roughly analyzed. Although it is not 100% certain, it is at least much better than searching the entire spiritual sea. "About seventy days." Give an accurate number. "Are you sure? If you are wrong and I have not found it, torture will be used on you sooner or later." "Sure." Mo Jiu did not lie this time. "Okay, I will believe you for now. If you are wrong, I will come in person." Zheng Tuo's threat was obvious. Seeing this, Mo Jiu could not help swallowing his saliva and secretly said, this guy is really a cultivator. Why does he look more like a demon than himself? "Let's put this matter aside for now. Next, let me see your skills." Zheng Tuo had planned this for a long time. Mo Jiu's main body was outside, so he had to be on guard. Now, while his clone was threatened by himself, he studied Mo Jiu's methods carefully. If he met him later, he would have a plan to deal with him. Mo Jiu's clone was submissive and was completely submissive to Zheng Tuo. Where was the domineering of the ninth son of the Demon Emperor? Afterwards. With some spiritual energy provided by Zheng Tuo, Mo Jiu's clone practiced several powerful methods with the combat puppet. Zheng Tuo watched it carefully from the side. "They are indeed very powerful means, so what is your weakness." Instead of studying it yourself, it is better to ask the other party what the weakness is. Mo Jiu looked reluctant. But looking at the dozens of puppets holding props and waiting to be fed, he could only compromise and tell Zheng Tuo the weaknesses of his magic one by one. Not only that. At Zheng Tuo's "strong" request, he told Zheng Tuo the shortcomings of the demon clan one by one. Such a strong desire to survive made Zheng Tuo nod.
"Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, I will kill Mo Jiu's body and make you right." Hearing this, Mo Jiu felt uncomfortable all over. I'm afraid this guy is calculating something with him again. The friendly exchanges with Mo Jiu will definitely continue in the future until he squeezes Mo Jiu dry. As for now. He has a more important thing to deal with. First send a message to Uncle Yun Yangzi and tell him everything about the demon clan. Then. He did not leave the prison of the mirror. Instead, they came to the other two places where the mirrors were transformed into prisons. Looking at the two guys, one fat and one thin, Zheng Tuo smiled immediately.