Return from the second dimension

The middle-aged monk felt his brain explode, and it seemed that countless insects penetrated into it, and then the brain was constantly stirred and gnawed away.

That kind of pain is simply that life is better than death, which is the cruelest torture in the world.

He wailed and tried to struggle, but soon discovered that this had no effect at all.

The sturdy vines are like steel cages, which imprison him firmly, making it impossible to move a single minute.

In this case, he could only passively endure the pain, letting the metal spider-like thing insert the sharp claws into the flesh of the eyebrows, and then penetrate the skull.

Like plants and trees taking root and sprouting, metal threads spread everywhere in the brain, controlling all areas of the brain that are related to life and death.

These areas are extremely sensitive places, and a little damage can be fatal. It can be said that the life and death of the middle-aged monk at this time is no longer under his control.

When the last wire enters the predetermined position and wraps the nerve, the entire control process has been completed.

The gems on the controller began to flash, which means that the control has been completed.

Even the top doctors can't perform such a delicate operation in such a short time.

In particular, the size of the finisher is only the size of a thumb, which increases the difficulty exponentially, which is almost impossible under normal circumstances.

But considering the provenance of this controller, everything becomes a matter of course, even a little trivial.

The value of storage equipment alone can completely crush this controller, not to mention there are many more powerful things.

The middle-aged monk who was under control became like a puppet at this time, with a dull expression on his face.

You can't live, you can't die.

The only uncontrollable eyes were full of unspeakable horror. He stood motionless at the moment, only because his body was controlled.

Tang Zhen didn't let him move, so even if the train collided head-on, he would definitely not move.

"This thing is quite interesting. I feel that I can kill this middle-aged monk with just one thought!"

Tang Zhen secretly sighed, he wanted to test it, but he was worried that he would play the middle-aged monk to death.

The seemingly powerful middle-aged monk, to Tang Zhen at this time, was as fragile as paper.

But after a simple test, there was no problem. It happened to be a warning to the middle-aged monk.

With this thought in his mind, Tang Zhen stared at the middle-aged monk with an evil smile on his mouth.

The vines entwining the middle-aged monk all retreated in a blink of an eye, and he stood alone in the pit, still unable to move.

With Tang Zhen's thoughts moving, the middle-aged monk's eyes burst, as if he would jump out at any time.

The naked eye can see that his muscles are twitching violently, and beads of sweat are dripping down, obviously suffering indescribable pain.

"Crunchy..."

There was a violent rubbing sound in the middle-aged monk's mouth, as if his teeth had been crushed.

But even so, his body remained motionless, because Tang Zhen did not allow him to move.

"See, from now on, your life and death will be completely controlled by me.

I let you live, you live, I let you die, you die, just a thought.

If you don't want to choke yourself to death, or choke yourself to death, then be honest and obedient to me, otherwise I will definitely let you die!"

When Tang Zhen spoke, his expression was severe and indifferent, as if a slave owner was reprimanding his slave.

As soon as the voice fell, the middle-aged monk collapsed to the ground, like a mud without bones.

"If you are not dead, stand up quickly. I still have a lot of things to do. If you don't get up, you will always be here!"

After hearing Tang Zhen's words, the middle-aged cultivator immediately struggled to stand up, for fear that he would continue to suffer the torture just now.

It's better to live than to die, and he doesn't want to suffer the second time.

"Go ahead, what do you want me to do?"

The middle-aged monk's voice was hoarse, he was clearly gritting his teeth to support it, and it seemed that as long as the breath was removed, he would immediately limp on the ground.

Although the pain was abnormal, the middle-aged monks were gritting their teeth to support it, which was enough to see that this person had strong willpower.

If it is not for bad luck, it is very likely to make some achievements in the future.

But now that it falls into Tang Zhen's hands, it is estimated that only God knows what the future will be like.

After seeing the performance of the middle-aged monk, Tang Zhen chuckled and nodded. He didn't care whether the middle-aged monk hated him, he only needed to know that the other party did not dare to resist.

"What I want you to do is to turn your fellow mates into companions, and then mine for me together.

If you do well, I will reward you. If you mess things up, you know the consequences."

After hearing Tang Zhen's words, the middle-aged monk nodded, then turned and walked towards the edge of the forest.

Tang Zhen knew at a glance that this guy was going to continue to lead his companions, but this time he didn't expect them to help, but took them into the water together.

The middle-aged monk was so knowledgeable, Tang Zhen was naturally very satisfied, so he did not rush to follow him.

"I will lead them out now, and hope that the master can cooperate and control them all at that time."

The middle-aged monk recognized the situation and took the initiative to call Tang Zhen the master.

Although it feels a bit strange for this name, Tang Zhen doesn't care, it's just a name, and it doesn't explain much.

After confirming that he was controlled by Tang Zhen and there was absolutely no possibility of getting rid of it, the middle-aged cultivator did not hesitate to sell his teammates.

The monk in the short coat who was looking for the way with the old woman and others, suddenly received the message from the middle-aged monk, his face was full of joy.

After turning for a long time without going out, the monk in the short coat was worrying, but he did not expect to contact you again with the middle-aged monk.

What the monks in the short coat did not expect was that what was waiting for them was not a treasure, but a trap specially prepared for them.

It didn't take long for the young man in a suit to be the first to strike. He was tied up firmly by the vine, and then dragged to Tang Zhen and the two.

Seeing Tang Zhen standing with the middle-aged monk, the young man in a suit showed a trace of confusion and shock. When he was about to speak, Tang Zhen had already thrown out the controller.

He has been observing the situation in the forest now, and he has no liking for this young man in a cunning suit.

The young man in a suit looked at the controller flying towards him, and instinctively wanted to dodge. As a result, his body was so tightly bound that he couldn't move any minute.

With the screams of killing pigs, the young man was directly controlled by the controller, and the screams stopped abruptly.

When this happens, it means that the young man in suit has been controlled. As long as he doesn't want to die, he must unconditionally follow Tang Zhen's command.

If he didn't want to, Tang Zhen could completely erase his sanity and treat him as a walking dead puppet.

Apart from being unable to think independently, other things are not affected, and he is simply the most obedient assistant and follower.

The middle-aged monk calmly said the matter once, and then ignored the young man in suit.

Knowing his situation, the young man in a suit looked desperate and hated the middle-aged monk.

But in a blink of an eye, he began to cooperate with the middle-aged cultivator, attacking the remaining black-clothed women and others.

It didn't take long for this team of fellow seniors, including the old woman, to fall into Tang Zhen's hands.