The torture of the four gangsters continued, but Sako had no idea of ​​seeking death. What supported her to endure everything was the power brewing in her body at this time-

About the third day after being caught, Sako vaguely felt that there was more power in his body. Although the power was so weak that it would dissipate into nothingness if it was just a little mobilized, it was Sako's only hope.

As she continued to be questioned, Sako could feel the existence of that power more clearly. It generated from her indescribable part and then began to gather along the meridians in her abdomen. That position naturally reminded her of the source of her power-

Spirit root.

"Is this an accidental understanding of the cultivation method?" Sako secretly laughed in her heart, but at this moment, she had no other reliance besides this ironic power.

She endured for a month, waited for a month, and waited for a month, and suffered multiple tortures from physical to mental health every day, just to see the slightest force in her dantian slowly grow, so that she could independently refine the "essence" and turn into qi, and grow so that she could slowly wander back and forth in the meridians.

But this is not enough, because Sako's spirit and body are still in a sealed state. At this time, her mental and vitality are locked in the resentment from the dead gangsters in her mind. For that resentment, this power that doesn't know whether it should be called spiritual power or something else is too weak.

"Wait a little longer, I'll endure it for a few more days." Sako secretly gritted her teeth, but on the surface she wanted to pretend to be upright, which inspires the desires of these people and gives her more opportunities to practice, rather than turning desires into violence.

With the continuous refining essence into qi, the power brewing in Sako's dantian finally broke through a certain critical point, reaching the level that could be driven by the weak spiritual power that could only maintain life activities, but she did not take action immediately.

Because she knew very well that although she had the power that could be barely used, it was not enough to solve her predicament at this time. Even if she could kill one of them with one desperate blow, she would still be able to become the other party's plaything after exhausting her power, and next time, she probably wouldn't have another chance.

Fate has been reshuffled, the casino is only opened once, and the winner is only once.

Sako calmed down surprisingly at this moment, as if the physically endured things could no longer affect her thinking. At this moment, she was like a poisonous snake, quietly dormant, waiting for the only chance to turn the tables.

Time and time again, one shot after another, the day just passed, but Sako did not win the moment she turned the tables.

But she was not in a hurry, or the torture this month had worn off her temperament.

One or two days is meaningless.

...

Time began to pass again, and Sako could not remember how long he had been caught, maybe a month or a month and a half?

But there is one thing she remembers very clearly, that is the opportunity she is waiting for!

Finally, one morning, four people rushed into the room with bloody smell, as if they had just crawled out of the line of life and death. Seeing their expressions, they knew that they were planning to vent their depression and madness.

But the moment Green Hair came to Sako and stuffed the torture instrument into her mouth, the two of them met.

It was also at this moment that Sako had simulated countless opportunities in her mind. This was the only opportunity that Sako had already been unconscious but still remembered.

Suffering from mental fatigue and weakness, like a disabled person dragging his unconscious body with all his strength, Sako put all the accumulated force into her eyes along the meridians.

At this time, she no longer cared whether doing so would cause damage to her eyes. With just one blow, even if she could only emit this blow in her life, it would be enough!

With such determination, Sako's eyes turned red in an instant, three magmas quickly rotated, and a very simple control-type illusion pierced out of these eyes.

This is not Sharingan illusion. Sako has not opened the kaleidoscope at this moment, because the slightest bit of power has been exhausted by just opening the eyes.

Fortunately, the green hair itself is at the most relaxing moment for the male, and the illusion with the intention of decisive death directly broke through the unprepared spirit and injected the green hair's brain.

Then, with Sako's only order, Green Hair untie his lyricism ability.

In an instant, Sako's mental power and vitality came back.

Even though the physical strength is still only as strong as a baby, at this moment, Sako has the chance to turn the tables.

The magma in his eyes rotated rapidly, and combined it into a two-wheeled windmill-like pattern under the mental power of Sako's recovery. Then, Sako launched an eye technique—

Izanagi!

The world is turning around at this moment!

A white light flashed in the room, and the bulging front and back of the fruit zozi had disappeared without a trace. The rest was a cold boy who looked twelve or thirteen years old, of course, it was still fruit.

However, no one cared about this detail at this time. The fierce murderous aura was burning, fear spreading throughout the room. The powerful pressure, even without any force hidden in it, made the wall crack. Even the sky outside the building was affected, and the originally dense clouds were washed away at this moment.

Sako stared at the Four-Color Team coldly, and the murderous aura that seemed to have substance turned into domineering aura, pressing her to the ground and unable to move.

One step, two steps, Sako slowly took steps towards the Four Colors Team, and each step seemed to be gestured around their necks with a steel knife.

"Sweet, sweetheart, a couple has a hundred days of gratitude, aren't you very comfortable this month?" Huangmao seemed to have foreseeed his death and begged for mercy without saying a word. However, this made Sako's pain this month burst out completely. The calmness that had been stripped away for a glimmer of life no longer existed. Before the yellowmao could even say another word, she was crushed by the terrifying pressure, and then punched him in the face.

"I'll help you, Lao Mu! Go and die for me! Go and die!!!!!! Bang you away! Bang you away!!!!"

The sound of teeth-scausing shattering kept echoing in my ears, and the splashing of flesh and blood plasma dyed the snow-white walls red.

"So what if I kill me? I have been playing with you for a month! This life is worth it! You little [beep--] are tender and watery..."

"Puff!" The red hair exploded before he finished speaking. The splashed skull fragments directly penetrated the green hair. The blue hair already knew that it was doomed, but as a reinforcement system, he still burst out with a desperate attack!

The mindful energy scattered in countless subordinates returned at this moment. The moment when the huge amount of thoughts was injected into the body, the height of 1.85 meters suddenly expanded and directly turned into a small giant who was five or six meters tall.

"Die me!" Sako's face became more and more angry when she saw the weapon that was also swollen under the giant. The blue chakra was flowing on her body, and the skeleton began to condense. The muscles and armor that were burning like flames began to form. Susano, who was dozens of meters tall, instantly opened the building and slashed it with one knife, but it stuck the blue hair into a ball of flesh.
Chapter completed!