Immortal robbery

Chapter 143 Interrogation
Wang Zijia ignored him and came to the yard he rented.At this moment, the courtyard of his cave has also turned into a paper house, with two red lanterns hanging in front of the door, just like a spiritual house.waiting for his return.

Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to enter the house.After all, there is no normal place here. Compared with wandering the streets, facing all kinds of weird people, and having the risk of being arrested for violating the rules of the market, the house of Zhuling has become the best choice.

"Snapped!"

After Wang Zijia closed the door, the door made a crisp sound that didn't match the paper house, completely cutting off the strange atmosphere outside.

"call······"

After observing the surroundings, Wang Zijia was relieved to find that there was no difference between the interior of the room and the daytime, and everything was as real.

After stabilizing his terrified mood, Wang Zijia looked again at No. [-], who had already been planted by him.

At this moment, No. [-] was still in a daze, as if he had no sense of the outside world, and the blood-red crystals above his head floated like blood drops, emitting a faint red light, covering his whole body.

It seems that this crystal is not used for defense, but because of unknown reasons, it has a certain hindering effect, so that the initial identity setting for them to enter the paradoxical domain is relatively slow.

With a slight flicker of mind, the red copper weight brought Wang Zijia to the opponent's chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

With the brilliance of the red copper weights shining, weights began to emerge one after another in the chaos, and a striking blood-red weight the size of a little finger attracted Wang Zijia's attention.

Weight: Curse of Treacherous

Status: Polluted

Value: 34
Introduction: The treacherous qi erosion of countless evils can quietly turn people into members of the realm, give them identity settings, and forever be trapped in a storybook, endless reincarnation.

Note: The strangeness is different, it does not seem to be evil and evil, and there are hidden traces of artificial refining, please pay attention.

Seeing the strange weight, Wang Zijia was stunned, and his eyes stayed on the note for a long time.

Is this double-yolk egg in the Hundred Demons and Paradise Realm man-made?
His thoughts changed, his expression was cloudy and uncertain for a long time, but there was no result.

In the end, Wang Zijia could only temporarily put aside the question, and began to carefully check the other party's various weight information.

Because last time in Wanyu Xiancheng, Wang Zijia searched very carefully for the experience of interrogating and blocking the superior explosion.

However, I have never seen similar weights before, and I don’t even know what kind of weights I am looking for, so Wang Zijia had to check the big weights first. A kind of light spot began to search continuously.

Fortunately, he is in a state of consciousness at this moment, and his thoughts are flickering extremely fast, otherwise, if it is really necessary to retrieve these light point weights one by one with the naked eye, Wang Zijia does not know how long it will take.

Half an hour later, when Wang Zijia searched for more than half of the light spot weight, a black iron light spot was pulled out by Wang Zijia.

Weight: Magic Word Vow
Status: testing
Value: 0.01
Introduction: In order to increase the concealment of the disciples and the success rate of the concealment left by the disciples of the Demon Sect Bone Soul Temple, this method has almost no power, it is only an anchor point detection.Forces are passed through this anchor when a constraint violation is detected.

Young man, haven't you plucked your hair like a wild goose, and you are three feet above the ground?Are you capable of fishing with this anchor?
Looking at this weight, Wang Zijia's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to exchange this weight and the strange weight together for his cultivation.

After doing all this, Wang Zijia stepped out of the opponent's chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

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Outside, after Wang Zijia came back to his senses, he looked at No. [-] calmly.

After a few breaths, number two also slowly recovered from the trance.

I was at a loss for a moment, and then my whole body tensed up subconsciously, and I looked around vigilantly.

The brightly lit room, the cultivation room of the cave mansion, and Wang Zijia sitting at the desk looking at him indifferently, all these made him slowly come back to his senses.

"Senior brother, what's going on." The other party tensed up, looking at Wang Zijia and said.

At this moment, Wang Zijia no longer had the need to continue acting with the other party. He looked at him indifferently and said, "Tell me about your identity, information about the hidden blood vein, etc."

"Huh?" No. [-] was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned cold, and he said, "Senior Brother No. [-], what do you mean by this?"

Wang Zijia stretched out his hand indifferently, and snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

With a soft sound, a faint wave of mana spread.

Seeing this, the tense No. [-] wanted to make a move.But the next moment, his complexion changed suddenly, his face twisted, and he opened his mouth to let out a shrill roar.

"what······"

It's a pity that the sound was confined in a small area by the concealment formation, and even a little bit couldn't spread out.

In the beginning, No. [-] still endured it with all his strength, but the conscious injury that seemed to be pulling the soul out, and the physical pain that was like scraping the bones and shaving the flesh, hit him like a tsunami, and he lost his helmet and armor in an instant.

No. [-] never imagined that there are more terrifying torture methods in the world than the anti-interrogation training in the dark hall.

At this moment, he felt that he had become a piece of clay, being grasped by an extremely huge palm, kneading it arbitrarily, especially the consciousness, which was the ultimate torture.

The various lines of defense established by the various trainings received over the years were like paper, and were smashed to pieces in a moment.

"I said, I said, brother, senior, uncle, I am willing to say anything!" In the end, No. [-] almost roared with words.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia snapped his fingers again, and the old god sat comfortably at the desk, drinking the tea he just got out of the storage bag, and looked at him calmly.

"breathe······"

No. [-]'s whole body was soaked in sweat, and he lay on the ground like mud, panting violently.After a moment, he took a breath.

"You'd better not have any wrong thoughts. In your current state, without my permission, you can't even blow yourself up under my nose." At this time, Wang Zijia finally said something that he didn't know whether it was a warning or a threat. .

The muddy No. [-] trembled all over for a moment, his face was full of shock, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Master No. [-]... Senior, what do you want to ask?" No. [-] said as he lay on the ground softly resigned to his fate.

"Let's talk about the situation of your blood hidden group and your own situation first." Wang Zijia said indifferently.

Hearing this, No. [-]'s eyes flashed coldly again, and then he said, "Our group is a new group, established less than a hundred years ago, and established by the current sub-vessel master of the blood vein..."

At this point, No. [-] was stunned, and subconsciously looked at his unmoving body, with a puzzled face.

"Heh, are you wondering why you're still alive and why the magic oath didn't take place?" Wang Zijia sneered while listening to the other party go straight to the boss's topic, looking at the other party's appearance.

(End of this chapter)