"good!"

Chen Qi suddenly looked at the disciple who was screaming excitedly, "Let them sing to conquer. Everyone said okay?"

"good."

"Sing Conquer, let them sing Conquer."

Everyone immediately became noisy and danced excitedly.

Although they don’t know what conquest is, it is also an extremely interesting thing to let a group of people in the Blood Temple sing. They want to see what the group of people who are usually fierce and evil in their daily lives look like?

"This Chen Qi actually asked us to sing?"

The group of people in the Blood Temple all looked ashen and their bodies were trembling.

At this time, Chen Qi suddenly waved his arm and bought a subwoofer directly from the system. Hundreds of huge speakers appeared, densely surrounded by all directions, all with their own electricity.

Soon, Chen Qi placed everything, and the members of the Blood Temple were distributed countless microphones. As long as they started singing and their voices were shocking, the picture would definitely be in place.

"You all have a good time. You must study hard. If you can't learn well, I will kill you." Chen Qi took out a huge screen, and there were sounds and pictures of singing conquests on it, and the lyrics were vivid in my mind.

As soon as the song was released, the soul level of the people in the fairy world had excellent memory. It was simply a pediatrician to remember the lyrics.

Not long after, everyone didn't want to remember and knew the lyrics.

"Okay, now you can start singing. If anyone sings badly, be careful of your head."

Chen Qi made out the song and immediately echoed the accompaniment on the spot. Everyone was excited to listen to the audience. The group of people in the Blood Temple looked at each other and could not sing anything.

"Why don't you sing?"

"Chen Qi, don't even think of humiliating us. Even if we beat us to death, we won't sing!"

Countless members of the Blood Temple shut up and did not sing at all, their faces turned red. They naturally didn't want them to sing in front of Chen Qi.

"It seems that you won't suffer any trouble and will not compromise."

Chen Qi thought about it and suddenly found a method of torture in his storage ring, the Hell Soul-Fighting Whip Method.

It is a method that cooperates with the whip and is specially tormented. It can condense countless hell scenes and beat them, making people's souls suffer from swords, fire, thousands of arrows pierce the heart, and countless terrifying tortures.

Originally, it was a means used by the Blood Temple to torture other enemies. Now Chen Qi took out this jade slip for recording the martial arts and immediately learned the methods. At the same time, he found a black whip in his storage ring, surrounded by ghost energy, which happened to cooperate with this martial arts. Life would be worse than death if it beaten.

This whip is something in the storage ring of the Blood Temple. Many of these members of the Blood Temple have it.

Bang!

Chen Qi took the whip and used his skills, and immediately presented dense scenes of hell on the whip, including sword mountain, flame, thunder, tongue-pull hell, and hell with half-cutting. Various artistic conceptions were presented and gathered on the whip.

He directly beat a member of the Blood Temple.

"Ah! Chen Qi, even if you beat me to death, I won't sing." The man in the Blood Temple did not expect that this trick of treating outsiders was used by Chen Qi and used on them.

Smack sex!

Chen Qi kept beating, and the man screamed repeatedly. Chen Qi said, "I think you are not suffering enough. Hell of oil pan and steam wheels, smash it hard for me!"

The whips condensed the hell and specifically whipped their souls, allowing the man's soul to keep soaking and cooking in the hell of the oil pan. The sound was so miserable and miserable, but the man actually resisted it.

"Rockwater Hell!"

Chen Qi whipped another whip, and immediately countless magma appeared everywhere in his soul, dragging him into the depths. The scorching magma burned his soul and was full of fire. Not only that, there were countless other great hells, small hells, and swords cut his soul. Thunder and lightning struck, iceberg seals, one by one, and this person could no longer bear it.

"I sing, I sing, stop beating." The man could no longer bear it and compromised.

The rest of the people in the Blood Temple were even more shocked. They felt the hellish scene just now, and were extremely frightened. Chen Qi waved his hand and wanted them to taste it. He immediately entered their minds from the overwhelming hell on the whip.

For a moment, everyone rolled on the ground, and most of them surrendered.

At this moment, Yang Xuan's face looked ugly, and his eyes were eager to wear Chen Qi.

Bang!

Chen Qi turned around and whipped his face with a whip. He screamed, even Yang Xuan could not bear the torture of hell, and screamed repeatedly, but Yang Xuan was still determined and actually resisted.

Smack sex!...

Chen Qi seemed to have become an executioner, constantly whipping a slave, "I see when you can hold on."

"Chen Qi, dog thing, even if you kill me, don't think I will obey you. Isn't it just hell? There is anything terrible? Just beat me, I won't admit defeat." Yang Xuan said harshly.

"Is that so? It seems that you are still a tough guy, but I don't believe that you really have such a tough guy."

"****Hell, come on me!"

Chen Qi laughed and another whip was whipped out, turning into a vast black ghost world, hitting into Yang Xuan's mind.

Suddenly, several tall hell Shura appeared in Yang Xuan's soul world. One by one, the tall, tough, and hungry men rushed over and let out a cold laugh and surrounded Yang Xuan.

"No, no, what are you doing? No...I am a man!" Yang Xuan's entire soul was subjected to various **** in the devil's world. The so-called **** hell is a group of hell Shura doing some dirty things, tortured Yang Xuan into a madman.

"Are you convinced!"

"Don't accept it!"

"Okay, it seems that it's not enough. Keep going!"

Chen Qi continued to beat the whip, and hundreds of Shura appeared again, one by one, like a wolf or a tiger, all rushed over, and Yang Xuan was fierce.

They were ravaging and humiliating Yang Xuan one by one.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced! Chen Qi, you... stop." In the end, Yang Xuan was completely convinced. Chen Qi waved his arm, and all the hell Shura phantoms disappeared. Yang Xuan collapsed on the ground, but was caught by Chen Qi.

At this moment, Yang Xuan's dignity was completely lost.

He is not afraid of death, but even a man can't stand the torture of hell, so he can only compromise. The onlookers were stunned. The scene just now was so unimaginable. It was so terrifying.

"That's right." Chen Qi didn't believe that Yang Xuan could still bear such a slap, so he was convinced.

"Next, everyone started singing conquest for me and had to kneel down. Yes, kneel down for me. The direction is towards me. If you dare to resist, you will endure the torture of **** hell like Yang Xuan."

Everyone did not dare to resist at all. They saw the scene just now and were so scared that they all tightened. They all knelt towards Chen Qi, and looked at Chen Qi like a cylinder.

"Okay, I'll count three times, and you'll start singing. You want to make me louder. Have you heard it?"
Chapter completed!