Heavenly Prison Warden: Gods and Demons Weep Begging Me to Accept Their Divine Powers
Chapter 240

Clouds with One Turn of the Hand, Rain with Another

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Zhao Huang took two steps back and hit the large soft couch with his back.

Blood Dragon Guard, which he was so proud of, didn't even hold up a stick of incense in front of this young man. The ease of killing chickens and dogs made his heart, which had been pampered and pampered for many years, suddenly twitch.

But after all, he is a member of the royal family and a master of the Divine Treasure Realm. After fear, he becomes angry from shame.

"You little bastard, you're looking for death!"

Zhao Huang shouted loudly, and the fat body suddenly surged like waves. This was the royal family's secret skill "Nine Dragon Hegemony Body Art", but it was a little out of shape after he practiced it. He did not develop the power of the dragon, but instead developed a Qi similar to the Toad Kung Fu.

His hands turned into claws, and his fingertips were filled with golden light, and he suddenly slammed the door in front of Fang Mo.

This claw tore through the air, making a sharp scream, and a faint golden shadow of Flood Dragon could be seen hovering in his palm.

"Well done."

Fang Mo did not dodge or avoid, but instead took a step towards the claw.

He wanted to try to find out what the swallowed "God Demon Hand" could do.

Fang Mo raised his right hand. He did not use a weapon, nor did he move True Qi. He simply stretched out his palm, which looked weak and weak, as if he was going to touch his lover's cheek.

Zhao Huang's eyes flashed with a trace of cruel pleasure. Dare you ask him? If you go down with this claw, you will definitely break this kid's Tianling Cap!

The golden claws collided with Fang Mo's palm in the air.

There was no clash of gold and iron as expected, nor was there any flying flesh and blood.

At the moment of contact, a layer of fine blue-purple scales suddenly appeared under the skin of Fang Mo's right hand. That was Law Incarnation from [Rebellious Abnormal God King].

Divine Ability--[Chaos Yin Yang].

Buzz!

Zhao Huang felt an extremely strange force penetrate into his body along his fingertips. His Body Protection Qi, which was strong enough to penetrate fine steel, became more fragile than tofu at that moment. The strong and unyielding claw force was like a punch punched into cotton, and all the power was inexplicably dissolved and distorted.

At the same time, Fang Mo's seemingly soft palm suddenly became indestructible.

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.

Zhao Huang's well-maintained fat hand has all five fingers folded together, sticking to the back of the hand at a terrifying angle.

"Ah--!!"

With their fingers connected to their hearts, Zhao Huang let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

But it's not over yet.

Fang Mo grabbed Zhao Huang's wrist, and the Chaos Law started again.

"The soft ones become hard, and the hard ones become soft." Fang Mo whispered.

Zhao Huang The originally flexible and strong meridians in his body suddenly calcified and hardened at this moment, becoming like dry branches. But his hard bones instantly softened into noodles.

The pain caused by this sudden reversal of the body's structure is simply indescribable.

Zhao Huang was paralyzed on the ground, like a puddle of boneless mud, and could only make a wheezing sound. He wanted to get up, but found that his limbs were not in control at all, as if his backbone had been ripped out.

"Is this Nine Dragon Hegemon Body of Imperial Uncle?" Fang Mo squatted down and looked at Zhao Huang, whose face was covered in cold sweat and Five Senses was twisted, "I think it is more appropriate to call it Loach Software."

Zhao Huang's eyes are full of fear. What kind of magic is this? Is this the power of God Demon Organ?

"Don't... don't kill me..." Zhao Huang was finally afraid. It was the instinctive fear of unknown power, "I am Imperial Uncle... I am His Majesty's biological uncle... If you kill me, Imperial Clan Court will not let you go..."

"Imperial Clan Court?" Fang Mo reached out and patted Zhao Huang's fat face. It felt very bad and greasy, "Didn't I just say that this is Heavenly Prison, and I am Warden. Once you enter here, your only identity is that of a prisoner."

He stood up and waved to Iron Bull behind him.

"Take him with you. Let's go to the depths of Block A to see what good things this Imperial Uncle has hidden."

Fang Mo's intuition told him that the reason why Zhao Huang clung to Block A was definitely not just for enjoyment. There must be something fishy hidden underneath.

The group of people dragged Zhao Huang, who was like a dead dog, through the luxurious hall and arrived at the back hall.

The back hall is a study room, with a picture of Fierce Tiger Descending Mountain Painting hanging on the wall.

Fang Mo turned on Netherworld Ghost Eye. At the tiger's eye position, he saw two tiny Formation nodes.

"Open the door." Fang Mo kicked Zhao Huang.

Zhao Huang didn't dare to resist at this time. He tremblingly pressed his good left hand on the wall a few times and entered True Qi.

Zazaza--

There was a sound of a machine turning, and the wall slowly moved to both sides, revealing a secret passage leading underground.

A cold, damp breath mixed with rich Medicinal Fragrance came to my face.

"There is indeed a ghost."

Fang Mo walked in first.

This secret passage is not long, and at the end is a room Stone Chamber.

In the center of Stone Chamber, there is a huge Bronze Cauldron. A faint blue Earth Fire is burning under the cauldron, and something is cooking gurglingly inside the cauldron.

The rich Medicinal Fragrance floated out from the cauldron.

Fang Mo took a closer look and his pupils suddenly shrank.

What was boiled in the cauldron was not Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, but the corpses of babies! Those corpses were only the size of a palm, and their whole bodies showed a strange purple-red color. They were rolling in the boiling water, as if they were still struggling.

And on the surface of the soup, there are a few light golden pills floating, which are "Ziheche Divine Pills" refined from these babies' Essence Blood!

"Beast." The veins on the back of Mo Qianshan's hand holding the knife bulged behind him, and even his breathing became heavy.

Iron Bull even let out a low roar. If Fang Mo hadn't stopped him, his hammer would have smashed Zhao Huang into pulp.

"Is this your way to immortality?" Fang Mo turned to look at Zhao Huang, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at a dead person, "Using such an evil method just to extend your life for a few more years with your fat body?"

Zhao Huang huddled in the corner, eyes averting. "This... there is nothing we can do about it... Old Ancestor's prescription... is said to be able to replenish innate energy..."

"Old Ancestor?" Fang Mo sneered. This Great Qian Imperial Family, from top to bottom, is really rotten. The old one eats Gods and Devils, and the younger one eats human flesh. This family is all ghosts wearing Human Skin.

"What else?" Fang Mo looked past Bronze Cauldron and landed on the innermost altar table of Stone Chamber.

There is a black wooden box enshrined there. The wooden box is covered with charms and exudes an aura that makes Gallbladder Meridian feel a slight tingling sensation in Fang Mo's body.

It's the same kind of scent.

Fang Mo strode over, tore open the charm and opened the wooden box.

Lying quietly in the box... an ear.

It was a dry, Black Ash-colored ear. The auricle was covered with tiny fuzz, and each fuzz was trembling slightly, as if it was catching undetectable sound waves in the air.

[Bone Devouring Sound God King]'s left ear!

"That's it." Fang Mo's mouth curved with a hint of fanaticism.

Crown Prince's information is correct. Old Emperor fused an ear, but it was the right ear. And this left ear was secretly hidden here by Zhao Huang!

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Huang was frightened when he saw Fang Mo picking up the wooden box, "Don't move that! That is a spare tribute prepared for His Majesty! If it is lost, we will all die!"

"Sparse?" Fang Mo picked up the withered ear and put it in front of his eyes to examine it. "Since it is a spare, it means you are not in a hurry to use it. If you are not in a hurry, then lend it to me first."

He turned around and looked at Zhao Huang lying on the ground.

"Imperial Uncle, I am very satisfied with your meeting gift."

Fang Mo flipped his palm, and the ear disappeared instantly and was included in [Prison Suppressor].

"In return, I'll send you on your way."

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