Tai Long secretly vowed to kill Fang Yue at any cost, even if it means the death of nine powerful leaders at the leader level!
"Oath! Binding!"
A clear voice came from the distance.
The owner of the voice was a young boy with an immature face. His expression was serious and he gently held up a purple ball of light with both hands.
Under this ball of light, Fang Yue's body became stiff!
He seemed to be entangled by countless venomous snakes, which not only made him unable to move, but even this invisible restraint was sucking the life force from his body all the time.
If it weren't for the extremely vast and surging life force in Fang Yue's body, this restraint might have been enough to flay Fang Yue alive and kill him.
"What kind of method is this!"
Although Fang Yue's little devil's clone was restrained, he was not panicked.
He calmly asked Tai Long. Tai Long laughed wildly and said: "Life binding, the curse of oath! This is the most proficient method of the curse family. The curse family has disappeared from the world for thousands of years. Thousands of years ago,
We just found their inheritance and took their descendants under our command! This was originally our trump card to deal with the Temple of Gods and Demons and the expeditionary force. Unexpectedly, it was cast on you in advance! This spell has no solution, even if
It is difficult for a saint to understand the mystery within a short while! Fang Yue, your
The fact that the Tao clone can die under our spell should be regarded as a kind of pride for it!"
Tai Lung is extremely confident in spells.
Fang Yue really felt the thorniness and weirdness of this spell.
His body was restrained and he couldn't even move his little finger.
The restraining power was like a greedy poisonous snake, constantly sucking out the essence of life within him.
If such a method is used against other people, even those who are powerful at the leader level, I am afraid it will be effective immediately.
But the problem is, this spell met Fang Yue, and the two were in confrontation for a while, and neither one could do anything to the other.
Curse is a very ancient inheritance. It once shone brightly in the history of all worlds. However, one hundred thousand years ago, with the great rise of martial arts, witchcraft and cursing gradually declined.
Among them, the witch sect can still survive. Although it cannot enter the mainstream, its inheritance has not been cut off. However, the spell has completely become a wave in the long river of history, completely disappeared, and completely disappeared.
Fang Yue also did not expect that the organizer of the Beidou Battle could actually unearth an inheritor of the spell from the dust of history.
"Spells and martial arts are actually the same in essence. They are all expressions of the laws of heaven and earth. You must be able to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth and return all methods to their origin. All means and forms are not important!"
King Jinwu spoke, causing Fang Yue to wake up immediately. All methods returned to the sect, and all methods were just appearances.
This spell wraps around the body and absorbs life. It seems to be the same as the life vine in the life spell. The only thing that is more advanced than the life vine is that this spell is intangible and invisible.
However, if we continue this line of thinking.
The nemesis of the vine of life should also be able to target spells.
"Death and withering!"
Fang Yue chanted, and a layer of faint gray death air filled the surface of his body. The invisible spell's ability to absorb Fang Yue's life force was greatly weakened, and soon, the feeling of entanglement on his body completely disappeared.
Got it!
"A spell? It's nothing more than that!"
Fang Yue got out of the trap and glanced at Tai Long from the corner of his eyes.
I saw that Tai Long's face was ashen, as if he were a piece of iron.
This was their carefully prepared trump card, used to determine the fate of the cauldron at the critical moment. Unexpectedly, this method was used in advance, but it did not achieve the expected results. Even Fang Yue, a small cultivator in the heaven and earth realm, was helpless!
The young man in white screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The spell is more powerful than ordinary spells, but the cost of its execution is also higher. In addition to the inherent vitality, it also requires a large amount of life energy. If the spell is cracked, they will still suffer serious backlash damage.
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It was not without reason that spells were submerged in the long river of history. The more powerful the spell master, the faster he died. This is a typical method that harms others but does not benefit oneself.
"Useless trash, even a mere monk in the realm of heaven and earth can't handle it. No wonder your clan will completely disappear in the long river of history!"
Next to the boy in white, a middle-aged man on the first level of the Yin-Yang Realm was furious.
He was the manager of the lineage of spell inheritance, and he reprimanded the young man in white to vent his emotions.
"All spellcasters are useless. You should sink completely in the long river of history and never be able to stand up again!"
The more the man talked, the more he went overboard, and there was even a hint of excitement in his voice.
His spit flew across the sky and landed on the face of the white-clothed conjurer.
The boy in white clothes slowly raised his head, his eyes were scarlet red, and a white palm pinched the man's neck.
The palm of the young man in white changed and turned into a ghost claw. The sharp nails had sharp edges, like long knives. The deep blue color was quenched with strong poison!
The man immediately became speechless and looked at the boy in white with horror on his face. He did not expect that the boy in white, who was usually as docile as a sheep, would actually resist and take action at this time.
"You dare!"
Tai Lung turned around.
He didn't expect that there would be a fire in the backyard at this time.
The young man in white didn't say anything, and there was a clear clicking sound in response.
The neck was broken and twisted into a strange arc.
"Seniors can be killed but not humiliated. My lineage of conjurers will never be cut off in the long river of history!"
The voice of the boy in white was like the roar of a wild beast.
Fang Yue stared at the palm of the young man in white that turned into ghost claws, and couldn't help but feel horrified.
Netherworld Ghost Claw!
This is the form of the complete body. This is the complete condensation of flesh and blood, traveling through yin and yang, and condensing death.
All the evolution of esoteric techniques is just a form.
The spell is indeed mysterious, and even this method can be condensed.
"Kill me! Kill all these disobedient slaves!"
Tai Lung's ferocious nature was fully revealed. He suffered setbacks one after another, and he could no longer control the raging anger in his heart!
Beside the young man in white, two Yin-Yang realm guards attacked him at the same time.
However, the young man's eyes were clear, neither happy nor sad. The ghost claws poked out, and the two people's necks seemed to be pushed by someone. They got in front of the ghost claws and had their necks broken by him.
Click, click!
Two more cold corpses!
At this moment, the young man in white is like a ghost coming out of the underworld, and the methods used by him are weird and terrifying! "Tailong, I am a lineage of spell masters. I only maintain a cooperative relationship with the organizer of your Beidou Conflict. It doesn't matter who is in charge.
We are not your slaves. I didn’t expect you to think that I am a conjurer in your heart! Since
If so, then we will sever ties with you, the organizer of the Beidou Controversy!"
Among the crowd at the Beidou Battle, an old man with white beard and hair slowly walked out. He had a childlike face and a look of disappointment that could not be suppressed in his eyes.
Their line of magicians was so prosperous and prosperous back then, but now it is in decline, and they are treated like slaves. He really can't continue to cooperate with the organizers of the Beidou War!
This old man is one of the elders of the conjurer clan. He is at the saint level and is not weaker than Tai Long in terms of strength.
"Elder Yinyue, why are you here?"
Tai Lung was stunned. In his impression, there did not seem to be any elders among the conjurers among the people who went out on this expedition.
If he had known that Elder Yin Yue was in the team, he would not have said such words even if he was killed.
The conjurer is already considered a decisive force among the organizers of the Beidou War. Apart from other things, in addition to the three great saint-level experts sitting in charge, there are only saint-level masters.
There are more than thirty people.
This Elder Yin Yue is one of them.
If you can reach the level of Elder Silver Moon, you will be very popular no matter which force you join. "If I didn't come, would I be able to see your ugly face clearly? Before, you gave us a lineage of spellcasters to stay.
My impression has always been that you are gentle and kind, but now it seems that you are all a group of arrogant and selfish people.
A self-interested villain who even sacrifices the talented disciples he has carefully cultivated for the sake of so-called glory and face!"
Elder Yin Yue was extremely disappointed with Tai Lung.
He did not expect that the organizers of the Beidou Conflict, who he had placed infinite trust in, were actually composed of such a group of shameless villains.
They are so frantic that they are almost resorting to any means.
If the future of his lineage of conjurers was left in the hands of these villains, he would really worry about the fate of the conjurers in the future.
Tai Lung wanted to defend, but he hadn't spoken yet.
The eight-armed saint had already clapped his hands. "If Elder Yinyue doesn't dislike it, our Gods and Demons Palace is willing to provide shelter for the elders! Our Gods and Demons Palace is the true guardian of this universe, and we will never
The magicians are treated as slaves, and you will all be our temple of gods and demons in the future.
friends!"
The eight-armed saint has already started to attract people.
This made Tai Lung's face turn livid. This was a smear attack on his face!
Fang Yue's little devil clone laughed loudly: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful. Those who do evil will be killed. I didn't expect that I also saw the scene of the Beidou Controversy, in which there was internal strife and a fire broke out in the backyard."
Tai Long became angry because of shame. He knew that if the conjurer's lineage could not be solved well, they would rebel and break away from the Beidou Conflict lineage, which would completely turn the organizer of the Beidou Conflict into a laughing stock for the whole world! "Silver Moon"
, don’t think that just because you are a saint, you can do whatever you want. You think that your line of magicians is very strong. In fact, in our eyes, they are just a bunch of trash! I will give you another chance to choose, and submit to me, Beidou Zhanyi.
Bloodline, swear on your life and soul that you will be completely loyal to us in the future, otherwise, the bloodline will be cut off. If you don't obey, I will destroy the line of conjurers. To tell you the truth, you conjurers have already been listed by us.
Into the plan of slave training
, there is chronic poison in the food of you conjurers above saints, as long as we control the onset of poison, both you saints and great saints will turn into cold puppets, no longer having a will of their own!"
Tai Lung threw out his last trump card.
Unexpectedly, these magicians turned out to be rebellious. Originally, we had to wait for a few years for the poisons in these magicians to accumulate and become more stable before taking action against them. Now it seems that this plan will be brought forward!
"You actually poisoned our food. You are so cruel!"