Chapter 919: Life bondage

Tyrone secretly swore that he must kill Fang Yue, at any cost, even the death of nine master-level masters can accept it!

"Oath! Bondage!"

A clear voice came from afar.

The owner of the voice is a young man with a tender face, his expression is serious, his hands gently hold up a purple ball of light.

Under this ball of light, Fang Yue's body was stiff!

He seemed to be entangled by countless venomous snakes, which not only made him unable to move, but even this invisible **** was still absorbing the life force in his body at all times.

If it weren't for the extremely vast life force in Fang Yue's body, I'm afraid this **** would be enough to strip Fang Yue alive to death.

"What means is this!"

Although Fang Yue's clone of the little demon was restrained, he still wasn't panicked.

He asked Tyrone calmly. Tyrone laughed wildly: "Life is bound, the curse of vows! This is the most proficient method of the spell family. The spell family has disappeared from the world for thousands of years. We only found their inheritance thousands of years ago. , And bring their descendants under our command! This was originally the trump card we used to deal with the Temple of Gods and the Expeditionary Army. Unexpectedly, it was displayed on you in advance! This spell has no solution, even if it is a saint in a while It’s hard to penetrate the mystery! Fang Yue, yours

Dao clone can die under our spell, it should be regarded as a kind of pride! "

Tyrone was extremely confident in spells.

Fang Yue did feel the tricky and weirdness of this spell.

His body was restrained, unable to move even a little finger.

The force of restraint is constantly absorbing the essence of life in him like a greedy viper.

Such a method, if it is to deal with other people, even if it is a leader-level powerhouse, it will probably take effect immediately.

But the problem was that this spell met Fang Yue, and the two faced off for a while, and no one could help the other.

Incantation is a very ancient inheritance. It used to radiate brilliance in the history of Ten Thousand Realms, but 100,000 years ago, martial arts flourished, sorcerers, and incantations gradually declined.

Among them, the Wumen can still survive. Although it cannot enter the mainstream, it will not be passed on. However, the spell has completely become a cluster of waves in the long river of history, completely disappearing and completely disappearing.

Fang Yue didn't expect that the organizer of this Beidou Controversy would be able to unearth an inheritor of the spell in the dust of history.

"The essence of curse and martial arts is the same. They are all forms of expression of the laws of heaven and earth. You must be able to understand the laws of heaven and earth, and all the methods and forms are not important!"

King Golden Crow spoke up, causing Fang Yue to wake up immediately, and all methods were just appearances.

This spell entangles the body and draws life. This seems to be the same as the life vine in the life spell. The only thing that this spell is higher than the life vine is that it is invisible and invisible.

However, if you continue to follow this line of thinking.

The nemesis of life vines should also be able to target spells.

"Death and withering!"

Fang Yue sang, his body surface, a layer of faint gray life filled out, that invisible curse to Fang Yue's life force was greatly reduced, and soon, the sense of entanglement on his body disappeared completely. Up!

"Spell? But that's all!"

Fang Yue got out of the trap, the corner of his gaze swept towards Tailong.

I saw that Tyrone's face was ashen, already like an iron plate.

This is the assassin that they carefully prepared. At the critical moment, it was used to determine the universe. Unexpectedly, this method was used in advance, but it did not achieve the expected effect. Even Fang Yue, a small practitioner in the world, couldn't help it!

The white-clothed boy wowed and spouted a mouthful of blood.

Spells are more powerful than ordinary spells, but they are more expensive to cast. In addition to the inherent vitality, they also consume a lot of life essence. If the spells are cracked by someone, they will still suffer quite serious backlash damage. .

Back then, the spells were submerged in the long river of history for no reason. The more powerful the spellcaster, the faster he died. This is a typical way of harming others and self.

"Useless waste, even a small cultivator in the world can't handle it. No wonder your clan will completely disappear in the long river of history!"

Next to the white-clothed boy, a middle-aged man from the first level of Yin-Yang realm was furious.

He is the manager of the inheritance of spells, and he blasted his emotions at the white-clothed young man.

"All conjurers are rubbish, you should be completely perished in the long river of history, and you will never stand up!"

The more the man said, the more exaggerated he was, and there was even some excitement in his voice.

His saliva flew horizontally and landed on the face of the conjurer in white.

The young man in white slowly raised his head, his eyes were scarlet, and a white palm was pinched on the man's neck.

The palm of the white-clothed boy changed into a ghost claw. The sharp nails had sharp edges, like a long knife. The blue color was full of strong poison!

The man immediately dumbed his mouth and looked at the white-clothed boy with horror. He didn't expect that the white-clothed boy who is usually meek like a sheep would actually resist at this time.

"you dare!"

Tyrone turned around.

He didn't expect that this time there would be a fire in the backyard.

The white-clothed boy did not say a word, but he responded with a crisp sound.

The neck was broken and twisted into a strange arc.

"Skills can be killed, not insulted, my line 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 beast.

Fang Yue stared at the palm of the white-clothed boy who turned into a ghost claw, and couldn't help but feel terrified.

Ghost Claw!

This is the form of the complete body. This is a thorough condensed form of flesh and blood, shuttling between Yin and Yang, condensing death.

The evolution of all mysteries is nothing but a shape.

The curse is really mysterious, and even this method can be condensed.

"Kill me! Kill me all such disobedient slaves!"

Tyrone was full of fierceness, he was frustrated one after another, and his heart could no longer control the raging anger!

On the side of the white-clothed boy, two yin and yang guards shot at him at the same time.

However, the young man's eyes were clear, with no joy or sorrow, and the ghost claws protruded. The two necks seemed to be pushed by someone, and he twisted their necks in front of the ghost claws.

Click, click!

Two cold bodies again!

At this moment, the young man in white looks like a ghost who has come out of the underworld. The methods used are strange and terrifying! "Tyron, I am a conjurer. I just maintain a cooperative relationship with the organizer of the Battle of the Big Dipper. It doesn't matter who is in charge or who takes the second place. We are not your slaves. I didn’t expect your heart to think of me as a conjurer. In the same vein! Since

So, let's sever ties with the organizer of the Big Dipper! "

Among the crowds in the Beidou fight, an old man with white beard and hair slowly walked out, his eyes full of youthful appearance, and a look of loss was revealed in his eyes.

How prosperous and prosperous their conjurer line was in the past, but now that they are declining, they are treated as slaves. He really can't continue to cooperate with the organizers of the Big Dipper!

This old man is one of the elders of the conjurer family, he is the cultivation level of the saint realm, and he is not weaker than Tyrone in terms of strength.

"Elder Yinyue, why are you here?"

Tyrone was stunned. In his impression, there did not seem to be any elder-level conjurer among the personnel on the expedition.

If he had known that Elder Silver Moon was in the team, he would not have said anything like that if he was killed.

The conjurer is already considered to be a pivotal force in the organizer of the Big Dipper Controversy. Apart from the fact that there are three great saint-level powerhouses, only the saint-level masters are There are more than 30 people.

The Silver Moon Elder is one of them.

The cultivation base can reach the level of Silver Moon Elder, and it will be popular no matter which side you join. "If I don't come, will I be able to see your ugly faces? Before, the impression that you left on our conjurer line was always gentle and righteous, but now it seems that you are all a bunch of arrogance and arrogance. ,selfish

The self-interested villain even sacrifices arbitrarily the talented disciples he cultivated carefully for the so-called glory and face! "

Elder Silvermoon was extremely disappointed with Tyrone.

He did not expect that the organizers of the Battle of the North, which he had placed infinite trust in, were actually composed of such a group of shameless villains.

They are frantic and have reached the point where they are almost unscrupulous.

If the future of their conjurer's line is handed over to these villains, he is really worried about the fate of the conjurer in the future.

Tyrone wanted to plead, but he hadn't said anything yet.

The eight-armed saint is already clapping his hands. "If Elder Yinyue doesn't dislike it, my Temple of Gods and Demons is willing to provide a shelter for the elders! My Temple of Gods and Demons is the true guardian of this universe, and will never treat conjurers as slaves. Your future Will be our temple

friend! "

The eight-armed saint has begun to pull people.

This made Tyrone's face pale, and this was sweeping his face in person!

Fang Yue's little demon clone laughed loudly: "Wonderful, really wonderful, many injustices will kill themselves. I didn't expect to see a scene of the Big Dipper fighting in the backyard and fire in the backyard."

Tyrone became furious. He knew that if the conjurer's line was not resolved, they would defect and leave the line of the Big Dipper, which will completely reduce the organizer of the Big Dipper and become the laughing stock of the whole world! "Yinyue, don't think that you are a saint and you can do whatever you want. You think that your conjurer has a strong line. In fact, in our opinion, it is a bunch of trash! I will give you another chance to choose and submit to my Beidou Swear by your life and soul, you will be completely loyal to us in the future, otherwise, the blood will be cut off. If you don’t follow, I will destroy the conjurer's line. To tell you the truth, your conjurer has already been We are included in the plan of slave training

, There are chronic poisons in the food of the conjurers above your saints. As long as we control the attack of the poison, you will turn into cold puppets, whether you are saints or great saints, and no longer have your own will! "

Tyrone throws out the last killer.

Unexpectedly, these conjurers turned out to be rebellious. It was originally necessary to wait a few more years for the toxins on these conjurers to accumulate and stabilize, and then deal with them. Now it seems that this plan is going ahead! "You actually poisoned our food, you are really so vicious!"