Nearly a hundred killers were completely annihilated. Some of them hid in the dark and were caught before they could start. They are really killers at the level of hell messenger! Also the organizer of this time.


    Ye QingHan''s injury was controlled. Under the protection of hundreds of forbidden troops, he approached the group of killers, looked at the messenger level killers and sneered, "take it back. I''ll torture the main messenger behind me in person."


    The messenger killer looked at ye QingHan''s cold eyes and snorted. Although he couldn''t commit suicide, he couldn''t get any useful news from him.


    The soul of the Supreme God is not so easy to invade. He can''t read his memory. He can only tell the truth. Ye QingHan has this confidence to make the supreme god compromise.


    The forbidden army passes by Qingxiang pavilion under the pressure of the killer. Ye QingHan slightly looks up at the two princes and smiles strangely, which makes the seventh and ninth princes tremble.


    Then the army rushed to the prison.


    In the prison of the forbidden army, it was gloomy and cold. He was so angry that he almost condensed the essence. Ye QingHan frowned. I don''t know how many people were wronged here.


    Ye QingHan looked at the messenger killer, sat down slowly and said calmly, "if you don''t want to suffer from flesh and blood, tell me who asked you to kill me, or I''ll spend it with you today. I believe you will say it in the end."


    "Impossible! Just kill me so that you won''t get angry." the messenger killer said coldly.


    Ye Qingleng snorted and said in a low voice, "since you want to play, I''ll accompany you!"


    Shua!


    Ye QingHan caught a giant god killer in the air. The fire power ignited his whole body, but did not kill his soul, burning flesh and bones. For a time, the scream rang through the prison. The killer''s face was distorted, ferocious and terrible.


    Ye QingHan''s face was calm, as if it was not a person who was tortured in front of him, but an mole ant. He didn''t care about his pain at all.


    The forbidden army hated cold and stepped back one after another. At this time, they found out how childish their torture was. Ye QingHan''s poison is simply eroding people''s soul.


    "You say, your men will suffer less. If you don''t say it, I will slowly kill him until you say it, or they collapse and recruit your family identity. I''ll catch your whole family and serve them." ye QingHan said faintly.


    The killer caught alive now realized that the street would be more comfortable than just killed in the war. Now he can''t die if he wants to die.


    The fire burned, the flesh and blood were dried, the soul was twisted and lost its reason, but it still felt pain, and the bones of the whole body were twisted and changed into shape, without human shape.


    "You pervert! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! Zuo Feng, you abuse hell killers today, and hell will make you feel the most painful taste in the future!" the messenger roared.


    "I don''t care, or hell will soon be replaced by my people, including the so-called heaven. If you surrender, this seat will let you see with your own eyes how hell is destroyed." ye QingHan said coldly.


    The messenger killer''s eyes are full of cold, disdaining ye QingHan.


    "I, the Lord of hell, can talk to the Lord of the world in person, and you dare to replace hell? It''s ridiculous! Zuo Feng, if you know better, you''ll let us go. Today''s event will not happen to us. Otherwise, the Lord of hell will come to the door in person. Even if you kill you, the emperor dare not say no." the messenger killer threatened.


    "Ha ha, I''m so scared! It''s a pity you can''t see it." ye QingHan laughed and then said to the forbidden army, "come on, you all torture these killers. Whoever asks them to say the messenger''s family address will be promoted to one level!"


    "Yes! Lord Zuo Shuai!" a large number of forbidden troops were excited. This is the best opportunity to make meritorious service.


    Shua Shua!


    A group of people tied up the killers with iron chains. Thorns, iron whips, charcoal, stick clips, poisonous ants... Torture is everything.


    "Don''t kill them. You can''t let them speak. I have another chance," ye QingHan reminded.


    "OK! They can''t die."


    The forbidden army grinned cruelly.


    The messenger''s face finally changed. He looked at ye QingHan angrily. Ye QingHan stopped burning the killer. Instead, he saved him and provided him with powerful divine power to quickly recover from the injury. At the moment, he was dying and convulsed.


    "I''ll let you taste what is the real taste of hell, and it''s eternal. If you taste it several times a day, you won''t come to a good end against me." ye QingHan said coldly.


    "Zuo Feng! You must die!"


    Ah————————


    The shrill screams echoed in the prison of the forbidden army. Dozens of people screamed at the same time, but they didn''t want to ask for mercy. They didn''t know who ordered the action. Only the messenger knew, but some of them still knew the identity of the messenger.


    Ye QingHan did not torture the messenger killer, but looked at him quietly.


    "You also look at your men. They don''t even want their lives for you and won''t betray you, but you give up your men''s lives in order to keep some people who must die. Is it worth it?" ye QingHan asked calmly.


    The messenger killer was silent, closed his eyes and didn''t want to see the torture, but he couldn''t stop his ears from hearing it.


    "Look or don''t look, your men or brothers are being punished several times a day. This is bound to happen. Your eyes can''t see it, but your heart can feel it. Don''t worry, I don''t hit you. I don''t even touch a hair of you. It depends on how cruel your heart is. I''d rather let them suffer." ye QingHan sneered and attacked the messenger killer from his soul.


    The messenger killer''s face is twisted and gnashing his teeth. At the moment, he wants ye QingHan to beat himself up and suffer with them. He may feel better, but ye QingHan doesn''t move him at all, which makes him a little crazy.


    "Since you like to listen to this sweet voice, I''ll listen with you. This sad scream really excites me." ye QingHan closed his eyes and showed a cruel smile on his face, which makes people cold, as if he was really enjoying this sad scream.


    Extremely vicious!


    The messenger killer is afraid now. Such people can''t imagine and control.


    Screams were heard all the time, hitting the soul of the messenger killers. The killers wanted to endure, but they couldn''t bear it. It was too painful. It was so painful that they wanted to die immediately, but they couldn''t survive or die.


    With the passage of time, the forbidden army felt that their hair was beginning to rise, but in order to make meritorious service, they had to bite their teeth and beat them hard, trying every way to make them speak.


    Ye QingHan seems to be asleep. In fact, he is healing. In this environment, he can calm down. It can be seen how firm his heart is.


    The messenger killer was really afraid and said hoarsely, "stop! Stop fighting! I said it!"


    Ye QingHan slightly opened his eyes, smiled calmly, shook his head and said, "if you said earlier, your brothers don''t have to suffer at all, but it''s not too late now. At least they haven''t been abused by me."