Wangdi Ling's expression was very indifferent, and he didn't take such insults to heart at all.

In other words, to him, the other party's insults and roars were as ridiculous as the clown's struggle.

Even so, Emperor Wang suddenly took action and slapped Zhuge Liuyun hard on the face.

That slap directly bruised Zhuge Liuyun's face, revealing his pale facial bones and tattered flesh and blood.

The blood dripped little by little, and Jiang Luan burned the power of his blood crazily, trying to escape from this prison and save Zhuge Liuyun, but he couldn't struggle at all.

Such a forbidden cage is so powerful that even Li Qianlun, not to mention Jiang Luan, would immediately give in once he was locked into a cage by the Fire Spirit Emperor Ape.

It is not that no one has tried to crack such a cage, but it seems that except for the method of cracking passed to Su Li by Su Yan before his death, no one in the world can crack it yet.

Under such a cage, all Jiang Luan's struggles were still powerless.

Even her self-nirvana is useless, because she can't achieve nirvana - the power of the flame bloodline that manifests cannot even control the most basic control of her fighting will.

"ah--"

Jiang Luan roared, and at the same time, he felt a strong sense of hatred in his heart - hatred towards the spirit of Emperor Wang.

This kind of hatred, or a kind of extreme anger.

"Who are you? Are you the old demon from Montenegro or who are you? Or someone in the city was killed in vain. Why did you treat Zhuge Liuyun like this? What did he do wrong?! I beg you to let him go!"

Jiang Luan was extremely frightened and angry, but he could only plead helplessly, with a look of pain in his eyes.

Wang Di Ling's face showed a hint of joking.

"Hongye, if you don't ask for him, don't ask for him, this is the devil, the devil who clashes with the Seven Evils, the peerless devil!"

Zhuge Liuyun roared in fright and anger, his eyes were blood red, and at the same time he insisted on not letting 'Yan Hongye' plead for him.

Jiang Luan did not listen to Zhuge Liuyun's words, but begged: "Please, please, whatever you need me to do... you can do..."

Jiang Luan's eyes were gloomy, but he still said such words.

As she spoke, she gritted her teeth and silently bowed ninety degrees.

She didn't kneel - because this involved the bottom line.

She cannot kneel. Once she does, the Emperor will never forgive her, no matter whether he regains his memory or not.

No matter what the reason, any reason.

"Really? Are you begging? It's such a great feeling! If that's the case, then kneel down and beg me, kneeling three times and nine times."

Wangdi Ling spoke calmly, his eyes extremely playful.

Such a joking and sarcastic look deeply hurt Jiang Luan.

Jiang Luan pursed her lips and said nothing.

But this kind of performance feels even more ironic and ridiculous to Wangdi Ling.

"No - don't kneel! Hongye, don't kneel to him, he won't agree even if you beg him!"

Zhuge Liuyun became anxious and continued to roar while coughing up blood.

But before he could finish his words, Emperor Wang's spirit suddenly gathered together a long whip of thunder flames, turned into endless shackles of order, and struck Zhuge Liuyun hard on the face.

"Puff puff--"

Zhuge Liuyun's face and soul were beaten to pieces, but he did not die, nor was he seriously injured.

But even so, Zhuge Liuyun still screamed in agony and was in pain.

Zhuge Liuyun was rebellious by nature, but he was by no means a person who was afraid of death. At this time, he was beaten like this, but he still screamed miserably - it was not that he was exaggerating, but that he was really miserable.

His entire face, even his eyeballs, were pulled out and fell to the ground.

His miserable and miserable appearance was already unbearable to look at.

"No - don't fight anymore... I'm sorry, I kneel, I kneel."

Jiang Luan shed tears and was about to take action when Zhuge Liuyun suddenly said: "Hongye, if you are going to kneel down, I, Zhuge Liuyun, will die for you immediately, and I will never forgive you! If you want to kneel down, I will kneel down! I, Zhuge Liuyun, will kneel down."

Yun was born with a low life. If grandpa doesn’t love grandma, he will be a loser for the rest of his life!"

As Zhuge Liuyun spoke word by word, his body was trembling violently and he was about to kneel down.

However, there seemed to be a terrifying force dormant in his body, preventing him from kneeling down.

Instead, Wang Di's spirit showed a bit of thinking.

Jiang Luan screamed: "No—Liu Yun—Prince Tian, ​​you must not kneel!"

At this time, Jiang Luan had even called out Su Wangchen's identity as the 'Prince of Heaven'.

At this time, she no longer had any worries.

However, it seemed useless to shout out, because even at this time, Zhuge Liuyun could not awaken Su Wangchen's memory.

It was completely impossible to recover.

Why can't I be revived?

Because the genuine one is standing in front of him!

"interesting."

"As a human being, you would rather die than kneel down, but you two trash-bastards actually did it."

"What's the point of Su Wangchen's cause and effect? ​​His life is miserable and he's been licking his whole life, what's the point?"

"But I didn't expect that you, this good-for-nothing, actually has an infatuated woman - hahaha, tell me, if I destroy this woman... wouldn't it be particularly interesting?"

"If I cultivate you into a rhododendron, you will surely bloom beautifully, right?"

Wang Di's spirit murmured to himself, and then shot it directly in the air with a palm.

"puff--"

Jiang Luan's body exploded into a bloody mist.

"boom--"

Zhuge Liuyun was stunned on the spot as if struck by lightning.

At that moment, he even hated - hated why he couldn't kneel down.

Some kind of shackles in my heart seemed to suddenly explode.

But he doesn't care anymore.

"ah--"

Zhuge Liuyun roared like crazy, and his eyes burned with flames like hell.

"waste!"

"No one can be Su Wangchen!"

"No one can resist such a cause and effect!"

"I want a person to take responsibility for this cause and effect myself!"

The spirit of Emperor Wang snorted coldly and struck out with the same palm!

"Kneel down! Kneel down for me!"

"puff--"

Zhuge Liuyun's legs were smashed to pieces, and his flesh and blood exploded into a bloody mist.

But he still stood there, not kneeling.

"Puff puff--"

Then, his whole body exploded and turned into a bloody mist.

However, he is still him, and he still has not revived Su Wangchen's will as the Heavenly Prince. He is still Zhuge Liuyun.

In the end, when the endless blood mist gathered into Xuanxin and Mystery, in the "Xuanxin Mysterious Secret", Zhuge Liuyun was reborn from nirvana.

This is the passive ability of "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills".

Zhuge Liuyun didn't know, nor did he want to know.

All he knew was that his red leaves were dead.

Is the red leaf dead?

Nor is he dead.

Also because of the ability of "Nine Transformations of Nirvana", Jiang Luan was reborn at this time.

In the cage, Jiang Luan, who was smashed into blood mist, re-nirvana, but because the energy was locked, he achieved nirvana, but could not transform.

This almost fatally destroyed the ability of the "Nine Transformations of Nirvana" technique.

Nirvana is supposed to be the ultimate transformation, but if you are shackled by a cage and unable to transform, then the skill will be destroyed, which is equivalent to the Taoist tradition being torn apart.

And in this scene, it is obvious that Wangdi Ling not only understands it, but also understands it better than anyone else.
To be continued...