C1666 Torture

Pop! Puff!

While they were talking, the mysterious coffin man flicked out two more fingers of the Nine Nether Dark Light Finger, and two balls of blood mist burst out from Zhan Tianming's body.

"Hehehe... If you don't want to be tortured, you better tell me everything honestly. Otherwise, I will make you beg for death!" The coffin man threatened in a cold voice