Chapter Eight Hundred and Thirty-Three: Nausea

e are seven students from Tenma Academy, last year's Youth Group champions. They have all turned twenty this year and can only participate in the Adult Group competition now. 。Each of them was dresse...Tang Wulin would rather learn to fly a plane, Tang Wulin would rather absorb destructive energy

He would even rather face the entire Beihai Army's artillery barrage than endure such intense pain while his mind remained perpetually alert. 。The words of the Elder Demon weren't exaggerated, everything he said was exactly what Tang Wulin felt at this moment. 。This is a torture to both the mind and body. 。Every time Tang Wulin was tortured and his consciousness began to blur, he would feel a jolt in his spiritual sea, instantly becoming clear-headed. And at that very moment, he could feel more clearly than ever what was happening in his mouth. 。This feeling is really beyond words. 。He now wants to die, only wants to die. 。Finally, 24 hours had passed. The Devouring Demon struck Tang Wulin's head, sending him into a successful coma. 。Looking at Tang Wulin lying on the ground, two figures appeared beside the Devouring Demon Old Lord, they were the Nightmare Demon Old Lord and the Annihilation Demon Old Lord. 。"You're saying I was too cruel I only added a little something to it." 。I've only ever imagined this kind of way, I haven't actually implemented it. 。“Wouldn't that stimulate his abnormal spirit” The Devouring Old Demon seemed to ask with some concern. 。"Don't try that with me." 。When you feed him insects, how do you do it without hesitation 。"Nightmare scoffed," 。The old demon of destruction glared angrily and said, “You are so despicable and shameless!” 。Why didn't you tell us about this method before 。How can you do this How can you surpass us in cruelty Look at his pain, he's clearly afraid of you more than either of us. 。I'm very dissatisfied, you know I am extremely unhappy. 。"

Hahaha! Serves him right>>> 。Whether you're satisfied or not, the old man is very pleased right now. 。Very happy of those mirror surfaces. 。The burning white flame converged, but Yue Zhengyu still held onto Xu Xiaoyan tightly. 。"Sorry, Xiaoyan," 。"With a soft voice, Yue Zhengyu whispered this into Xu Xiaoyan's...