I was humble.

Yan Xiaobei reacted in an instant. Once the handcuffs are destroyed, the current stored inside will be completely released in an instant, and the destructive force formed can destroy a street.

There is no doubt that this is enough to match the destructive power of the ninth-grade divine weapon.

Two hundred thousand volts, three hundred thousand volts, three hundred thousand volts...

The current continued to increase violently. Even though Yan Xiaobei practiced the Thunder Emperor Divine Classic and the thunder-resistant bunker, under this level of attack, he was still twitched by the lightning all over his body, and life was worse than death.

The electric currents were like sharp blades, cutting open Yan Xiaobei's body, tearing his muscles and destroying his cells. Yan Xiaobei even thought he was going to die, and died completely here.

These people actually dare to kill themselves.

They are not afraid of their soul transfer and resurrecting on the bodies of other humans.

At this moment, Yan Xiaobei's brain started to run rapidly.

Suddenly, many messy thoughts appeared in his brain. For example, when he first came here, a mysterious voice told him that there were ghosts in this prison No. 0, and these ghosts were wandering here and never left.

Yan Xiaobei thought to himself, would there be something here that can restrain his soul transfer and prevent himself from resurrecting others? However, Yan quickly rejected this idea. If this is true, they could kill themselves here, not just lock themselves up.

Under the attack of violent current, Yan Xiaobei's skin was blooming, and blood flowed out, slowly invading the Fallen Angel Picture on his body. The Fallen Angel Picture immediately released a bright red light and began to absorb Yan Xiaobei's blood.

Yan Xiaobei was unaware of it and was determined to operate the Thunder Emperor's Divine Code, attempting to assimilate these currents.

Fortunately, he has become a first-class human being and uses electric current to cleanse his body every day. This violent electric current did not kill him, but instead made him half-dead.

Yan Xiaobei felt that if he had just been imprisoned in prison, he would have been dead.

When the current inside the iron ball gradually dissipated, Yan Xiaobei's whole body was charred, his muscles were damaged by more than 70%, his bones were broken by 30%, and some of the internal organs were also damaged.

However, such a powerful current did not take his life, which made Yan Xiaobei's Thunder Emperor Divine Book of Practice greatly enter.

This is also a disaster, and there must be blessings in the future.

Although there is still a long way to go before becoming a second-class human being, the journey of thousands of miles begins with a single step. Since Yan Xiaobei has taken the first step, he believes that he will one day become a second-class human being.

At that time, he could really cross the earth.

Before he could be happy, the mysterious voice reminded him: "Be careful, something even more terrible is coming."

Yan Xiaobei was shocked and asked, "What?"

"Look at yourself." said the mysterious voice.

Yan Xiaobei turned his head hard and looked at his body. Although his whole body was charred, a faint red light shone out, covering Yan Xiaobei's body, which was extremely strange.

Yan Xiaobei now looks like a luminous body.

"What is this?" Yan Xiaobei asked in surprise. His heart suddenly sank. He had a bad premonition, and his hair stood up all over his body, which was a sign before the crisis came.

"Do you remember the Fallen Angel Picture that the Skeleton Party carved on you with a laser?" said the mysterious voice.

"Is it the one who thrusts?"

"Well, I'm also out of my mind. I didn't expect that over the years, they have renovated a lot of tricks to keep pace with the times." The mysterious voice was also a little depressed.

When Yan Xiaobei heard what he said, he became more and more surprised and couldn't help asking: "Who are they?"

"demon."

"Devils? Those demons in myths and legends?" Yan Xiaobei asked.

"Yeah, that's them." said the mysterious voice.

"They actually came back, too?"

"What does it mean to be back? They never left and stayed here all the time. We left because the resources here are exhausted, but think about the myths and legends, what kind of treasures are needed for the devil."

Guided by the mysterious voice, Yan Xiaobei recalled the demon legend he knew.

In these legends, demons really don’t covet the treasures of nature. What they like most is to deceive humans and...

"Devour the souls of human beings." The mysterious voice said in a low voice. "In countless myths and legends, the devils like the most is to lure humans into trading and then eat human beings' souls. There are so many people and so many souls on the earth. For them, this is a food warehouse and a treasure land. Why do they leave?"

"Why are they coming to me?" Yan Xiaobei had never dealt with the devil, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"The Fallen Angel Picture on you is actually a sender that summons the demon. Once it is soaked in blood, the demon will know and come to trade with you."

"What if I don't want a deal?" Yan Xiaobei asked.

"Then the demons will take your soul away and eat it. They are veterans in this regard, and I can't play with them. Once the soul is taken away by the demons, you and I may really die and be resurrected."

The mysterious voice reminds Yan Xiaobei.

"So, I have to trade with the devil." Yan Xiaobei showed an expression that was even more ugly than eating stool. "They are too tough, this way of buying and selling..."

“Kukukukukuku…”

At this moment, an ugly laughter suddenly came from all directions. Yan Xiaobei's heart sterned. He opened his eyes and looked straight. Countless black gases emerged from the void. These black gases bite, rolled, and changed unstable. Finally, they gathered together and turned into a demon wearing a clown costume, standing in front of Yan Xiaobei.

"Did you summon me, human?" He looked at Yan Xiaobei a few times and nodded, "Well, I smelled my scent. It seems that it is you."

Yan Xiaobei looked at him a few times and suddenly said, "What I engraved on my body should be the picture of the fallen angel. No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a fallen angel."

"Kukukukuku..." The clown devil let out an ugly laugh, and with a brush, a pair of wings belonging to the fallen angel were spread out behind him. The painted black wings were spread in front of Yan Xiaobei, impacting his vision.

"Are you satisfied with this, human?"

"What an ugly fallen angel." Yan Xiaobei sighed and deliberately delayed the time. "How great would it be if my dealer was a woman."

"Kukukuku...hehehehehehe..."

When the ugly laughter was halfway through, the voice suddenly turned into a unique crisp and pleasant laughter of a woman. The clown demon was covered with a faint mist and could not see clearly inside.

After the mist dissipated, she wore a black leather jacket with a bulge and a tilted back. Her figure was extremely popular, and a demon girl with blond hair appeared.
Chapter completed!