"Burp!"
All the sounds that Wu Song wanted to make were swallowed back by the dragon flames.
"Sizzle!"
The sound of roasting meat came from Wu Song's abdomen.
He twisted his body in pain, but his mouth was grabbed by Black Treasure and he could not escape.
Crack!
One of his legs below his head was easily broken by Black Treasure.
He only pretended to be in a stalemate with Wu Song just to make him careless.
There was no need to play around anymore.
Black Treasure broke one of his legs and grabbed Wu Song's neck with his giant claws.
"Hehe!
How does it feel? "
Black Treasure asked as he rolled his big eyes.
"What?
You said the temperature is not high enough?
Oh, oh!
Alright, I'll spit again! "
Hei Bao muttered to himself. Wu Song was speechless.
What sparring with you? That was a lie!
You wanted to play me to death right from the start!
Not only could Wu Song not speak, he could not even communicate with Black Treasure with his Divine Telekinesis.
Black Treasure had even locked his body and Divine Telekinesis.
It was much more interesting this way. After Black Treasure finished speaking, he spat into Wu Song's mouth.
His dragon breath was extremely hot and had a corrosive effect.
Wu Song's five viscera and six bowels had already been burned into a mess.
However, he was still some distance away from death.
If he could kill Wu Song in one go, Black Treasure would not have to go through so much trouble.
He was just playing around. He wanted to torture this giant centipede bit by bit.
Zhang Xing was more mischievous when he was young. He used to bring Black Treasure and the rest to burn small monsters in the mountains.
Among them were centipedes that were one to two feet long.
However, that was only on the outside. Just now, he had a sudden idea. What would it be like if he was burned on the inside?
Wu Song, who was on the verge of death, was still struggling weakly.
If he could speak now, Wu Song would definitely curse Black Treasure's eight generations of ancestors.
It was too despicable, too shameless, too …
Wu Song could not think of any words to curse Black Treasure.
His consciousness was starting to slip into a coma.
"F * ck!
You can play like that? "
Zhang Xing was dumbfounded by what he saw.
Perhaps the Demon Race wouldn't have thought of this method when they were hunting humans.
Although this method was cruel, it was very satisfying for the human race!
Compared to the miserable state of being exterminated, killing a Great Demon was nothing.
The other students from the Demon God College were furious as well.
"Stop!
You damned Black Dragon! "
"Black Dragon, you went back on your word!"
"Let go of Mentor Wu Song!"
"You evil dragon! The Demon God College will never forgive you!"
"…"
Hei Bao didn't care about those students.
He then spat out a few streams of dragon flames that were not too hot into Wu Song's mouth.
A moment later.
"It should be almost done. The aroma is coming out."
Indeed, the aroma of the barbecued meat had already spread for ten miles.
Wu Song had already breathed his last at this moment. He was deader than dead.
No one noticed that a blank Divine Soul had been sucked away by the halberd in Zhang Xing's hand.
Black Treasure grabbed Wu Song's scythe-like mouth and tore it apart!
Rip!
The hundred-meter-long centipede was torn in half.
The insides were covered in oil and the aroma wafted through the air!
"It's ready to eat after adding some seasoning!"
Black Treasure smacked his lips and took out a bunch of bottles and jars from somewhere.
After opening them, he began to sprinkle them on the centipede's corpse.
Immediately after, an even more fragrant aroma spread out.
Black Treasure put away the jars of seasoning and began to eat impatiently.
The humans and demons below were all dumbfounded by this scene.
The Demon Race had done this to humans before, but when did humans dare to barbecue and eat demons in front of the Demon Race?