Chapter: 1743

Huang Liang asked a question, and then gave the blood clan a finger of thunder.

However, no matter what kind of torture those blood races suffered, they never let go, and shouted at Huang Liang, some took the initiative to attack Huang Liang just to die quickly, and some blood races gritted their teeth from beginning to end without saying a word Yes, the teeth are all crushed...

After half an hour, there were four corpses of blood races beside them.

However, there was no information about the blood race, not even the names of the blood race.

Everyone's expressions became serious.

A vampire is so stubborn, perhaps because of his heart, but every vampire is like this, that is the characteristic of the race.

These aliens not only have extremely aggressiveness, extremely treacherous methods, but also extremely tenacious temperament. Facing such an enemy is undoubtedly a nightmare.

The fourth blood race died, and Huang Liang looked at the remaining blood races with a hesitant expression.

It's not that there is any moral burden. As a monk in the Dragon Realm, and even more so as the suzerain of the Emperor Tianzong, he will not have the slightest sympathy for these invaders, because kindness to the enemy is cruelty to one's own people.

If he could inquire about the blood race's information, perhaps he could save many casualties in the Soaring Dragon Realm.


But he could see that according to the current situation, even if he tortured all the blood races here to death, he might not be able to find useful information.

It is not easy for the blood race to be captured alive. If this opportunity is missed, it may be difficult to obtain information.

Several blood races undoubtedly saw his hesitation, and they all provocatively shouted.

"Hey!" Huang Liang sighed. Momentum will weaken once he hesitates. His hesitation for a moment undoubtedly made all his previous efforts useless. Is there anyone who is proficient in torture?"

He didn't ask Master Guangjing, the great monks of Jingang Temple have always been compassionate, how could there be such a means.

Yuan Changcun said leisurely: "The academy is full of scholars!"

How can scholars go to torture others? That's not insulting.

After all, the three overlord sects are all Huanghuang Shangzong, no one is proficient in these unapproachable methods, and when they need to use them, they find that no one can use them.

"I heard the screams from afar, and I thought you were doing something."

A gentle voice suddenly came from behind.

Everyone followed their gazes, only to find that it was the little fairy doctor strolling in. She stood beside Lu Ye and asked, "Did you ask me anything?"

Huang Liang smiled wryly and shook his head: "I couldn't ask anything."

The little fairy doctor looked gentle: "How about letting me try?"

Huang Liang was surprised: "Fellow Daoists can try it, but these blood races are very hard-nosed."

The little fairy doctor smiled kindly: "It doesn't matter if you try it. If you have a hard mouth... it may not be impossible to pry it open."

Lu Ye narrowed his eyes, and instinctively distanced himself from the little fairy doctor.

The little fairy doctor noticed something, looked at him and said, "What's wrong, little friend?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered an old friend." The corners of Lu Ye's eyes twitched slightly.

They are both medical practitioners, with the same face, and with the same kind smile, Lu Ye inevitably has some not-so-good memories.

"My friend's old friend must be a very interesting person, so that I can never forget it." The little fairy doctor smiled sweetly, and she looked at the guards: "Please bring them all up." JrNovels.com