Chapter 560: Stepping on the First Courtyard (Part 1)

Let's talk about the first sound, which brought Wen Zilong's clone into the first courtyard.

Hang Wen Zilong's avatar.

Next to it is a stove.

Inside the stove were a few red-hot soldering irons.

Very primitive way of coercion.

The first Haotian has been missing for several months, and the first Ming is already anxious.

He couldn't wait half a minute.

Staring at Wen Zilong's clone: ​​"Say, my son is the first Haotian, where is he now?"

This avatar does not have Wen Zilong's consciousness and naturally cannot speak.

Seeing that Wen Zilong didn't speak, the first Ming took his own hands and picked up a red-hot soldering iron.

Without the slightest hesitation, it was directly burned on Wen Zilong's chest.

And he knew that Wen Zilong, as a fifth-order powerhouse, didn't feel the slightest about ordinary soldering irons.

So he added special fire attribute energy on top of this soldering iron.

swoosh-

A sizzling sound came, followed by a scorching smell.

The clone was so painful that a roar came out of his throat: "Hey—"

"Say, my son is the first Haotian, where is it now?"

Wen Zilong's clone was still unable to speak.

swoosh-

Another sizzling sound came.

A burnt smell spreads.

The clone let out a painful roar again.

The strength of the clone is much worse than that of Wen Zilong.

Defense is also much worse.

Being so hot with a soldering iron with energy attached directly hurts to the bone marrow.

Wen Zilong's clone made a painful long hiss with difficulty.

On the face of the first Ming, there was a cruel sneer:

"Speak or not?"

swoosh-

It got hot again.

Half an hour later, Wen Zilong's clone lost a piece of good skin on his head, neck, back, chest, wings, and legs.

Not an exaggeration.

But there is really no good skin.

Wen Zilong's avatar was already dying.

The face of the first Ming, but more and more gloomy.

This guy has been burned to the point of dying, and he still doesn't say a word.

But now he can't continue to force it any more, otherwise if he really hangs up, then maybe the first Haotian will never be found again.

Looking at the half-dead "Wen Zilong", a killing intent flashed in the first Ming's eyes.

But couldn't move.

At this time, the clan elder next to him had already seen the dilemma of the first Ming.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Patriarch, I have an idea."

"Say."

The first Ming said with a dark face.

"In the past two days, a Gu master has come to our city. I heard that among the Gu insects he sells, there is a type of 'tarsal maggot'. You can obey the master's order and burrow into the enemy's body. The pain of maggots burrowing into the body is definitely not something that ordinary dragons can bear.

"At that time, if he wants the deformity to say anything, he has to say something."

The first Ming still had a gloomy face, nodded:

"Let's do it."

"Yes."

After that clan elder left, another clan elder came over.

He said a little worriedly:

"Patriarch, at the award ceremony, the city owner has a close relationship with Wen Zilong. Now that we have arrested Wen Zilong, will Si Hong take any action?"

First Ming sneered: "Si Hong is not a fool, he knows that we have someone in the royal city, and he doesn't dare to touch us at all. Otherwise, he would have already done it when we captured Wen Zilong just now."

The old man nodded, but then said:

"Nevertheless, we still need to do some precautions."

The first Ming nodded: "Let all the fifth- and fourth-order powerhouses guard around the village. Once a strong enemy appears, attack immediately."

"Yes!"

The old man nodded and went to do it immediately.

First Ming subconsciously touched his wish-fulfilling bag.

The kind of elixir that can burst sixth-order energy, he still has two.

Even if Si Hong really came, he could be tough with Si Hong.

At that time, with the ten fifth-order powerhouses, Si Hong can definitely be forced back.

That afternoon, the clan elder had already bought back the tarsus maggot.

It was a small worm the size of a sesame seed that looked a bit like a maggot.

The clan elder explained: "The Gu master said that this kind of maggot can make the barbarian dragon want to die, but it will not hurt its root. It is definitely the best choice for extorting a confession."

With a sullen face, the first Ming took the bag of small bugs.

Without any hesitation, they all fell on Wen Zilong's clone.

Wen Zilong's avatar was already scarred.

When the maggots crawled onto the wound, they immediately went crazy and burrowed into the flesh like crazy.

Such little bugs can basically be ignored for Wen Zilong's clone.

So at first this clone didn't feel anything special.

But after a while, the little maggots burrowed deeper and deeper.

He finally felt a little itchy.

It wasn't until the little maggots burrowed into the bone that he started to feel pain.

That kind of pain is not the ordinary pain of being injured, but a kind of pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow and the soul.

The main thing is that these little maggots burrow not only into your flesh, but also into your bones.

It even punched holes in the avatar's bones.

No one can imagine how crazy this kind of little bug, which looks very weak, can kill ten of them with one finger, and punch holes in the bones.

Like a mouse biting wood.

Wen Zilong's clone could even hear the sound of mice biting wood constantly coming from his body.

Because of the severe pain, there was a constant roar in his throat.

"sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss-"

"Speak or not!"

There was a ferocious look on the first Ming's face.

However, the clone still did not speak.

The anger in the first Ming's heart has reached the brink of eruption.

His right hand was in the shape of a palm knife, with fiery red energy attached to it, and he waved it violently.

Chi-

With a soft sound, most of the wings on the left side of Wen Zilong's clone were cut off.

"hiss--"

The clone wriggled in pain, and a sound like a playful wood came out of his throat.

...

At the same time, deep in the jungle, Wen Zilong had already felt the pain of this clone.

There was a cold look in his eyes.

"All winged rhinos, horned pythons and clones, target the first village, go!"

In his mouth, an extremely cold order came out.

For a time, the ground seemed to be shaking in the entire forest.

One hundred and twenty-three winged rhinos, where they passed, was a track of fifty meters wide.

In the trajectory, trees, rocks and the like no longer exist.

Only a dirt road remains.

This is still Wen Zilong's deliberate control to make them shrink in size, each only five meters long and one meter wide.

This way, damage is minimized.

Otherwise, if one hundred and twenty-three winged rhinos, according to their body size of more than fifty meters, are lined up in a row, and they rush past, it will be at least a trace of more than three hundred meters wide.

These winged rhinos run extremely fast because they have wings.

Under normal circumstances, it can reach more than forty meters per second.

The distance of more than 500 kilometers is less than four hours.

At this time, they had come to a place less than ten kilometers away from the first village courtyard.

There was a cold light in Wen Zilong's eyes.

The First Family, let you know today what it means to be trampled to the ground!