Vol 6 Chapter 400: Seal magic spell

"The magic spell is printed!" Nie Tian screamed in his heart, his face changed, very excited, "Yes! It is the magic spell!"

Sealed magic curse, a kind of evil curse of the Mozu, the person who cursed the imprint, the strength will not be upgraded, and the whole body will continue to be swallowed by the curse. After a long time, the strength will not Stopping the ground.

Nie Tian not only saw this kind of curse, but even experienced it for himself.

When the demon emperor Wu Xiaotian had been released on his body, but unsuccessful, Nie Tian spent a day, he was relieved.

Although it was only one day, Nie Tian’s strength was not affected, and it took him half a month to completely eliminate the continuous damage caused by the magic spell.

At this time, the iron rope on Ye Lao’s body is very similar to the mantra that Wu Xiaotian released in the same year. It is far from the horror of Wu Xiaotian’s curse. It seems to be a weakened curse. It can only be regarded as a small spell. Printed.

But even if it is a small seal, the pain is absolutely unimaginable.

The magic spell printed the iron rope through the old shoulder blade, absolutely suppressing his strength, and even his strength will continue to decline.

Nie Tian did not know how long the wire of Ye Lao had existed, but this kind of pain, he can withstand it, his perseverance is hard to imagine.

"Nie Tian, ​​what's wrong with you?" Ye Lao saw Nie Tian's face change and changed, and could not help but smile, asked.

Nie Tian was shocked and asked directly: "Ye Lao, how did you get the iron rope on your back?"

Ye Lao haha ​​smiled, I didn't want to explain, but he saw that Nie Tian looked serious and seemed to know something.

Ye Lao's face slowly changed. It seems to recall something. He said: "The iron rope on my back is called the Death Chain. This is my good brother gave me a gift 40 years ago!"

Nie Tian saw Ye old face Y Shen anger, naturally understand that his last good brother, must be a big enemy.

Forty years!

Ye Lao actually lived with the **** of death for forty years!

My God, how painful he has to endure during this time!

No wonder that now the Death Chain is wearing his shoulder blade, and he has nothing to react to.

Half a sigh, Nie Tiancai slowly calmed down and said: "Ye Lao, why don't you take the death iron?"

"Get it down?" Ye Lao smiled and said: "Of course I want to take it down. This **** of death, not only suppresses my strength, but even devours my power."

"For forty years, my strength has dropped from the six rounds of the Shennong to the current round of the gods. I didn't want to take the death iron out of the day. But the curse in the iron rope firmly shackles my veins. If I take the iron rope forcibly, my Yuanmai can't keep it. Even if I can survive, it will be completely ruined! Isn't that the heart of my good brother?"

Having said that, Ye Lao’s fist is tight, and the stock of one stock is released, and Ling Xiao murders.

Let the death of the ropes stay on the back, Ye Lao can still live, and also save the strength, if the iron is requested, he will become a waste person who is not as good as ordinary people.

He can bear the pain, but if the Yuan pulse is abolished, then he will have no chance to revenge in his life. That is what he really cannot accept.

"Sure enough." Nie Tian was a lot of calm, suddenly looked at Ye Lao, solemnly said: "Ye Lao, I have a way to help you take down the rope of death, while not letting your Yuan pulse damage."

"Nie Tian Xiaoyou. Although you and I are very happy, but if you take the happiness of looking for an old man at this time, Hugh strange old man turned his face!" Ye Lao coldly looked at Nie Tian, ​​naturally do not believe he can take down the death of the rope.

In order to be able to take down the ropes of death, Ye Lao did not know how many high-ranking people he had asked, but no one could help him.

And the man who left the death chain on him also said that among the three thousand small worlds, apart from himself, he did not know how to take down the rope of death.

In order to escape the pursuit of the man, Ye Lao was hiding in the dungeon of the Great Chu Empire.

The man must have thought that Ye Lao would actually hide in such a place.

Nie Tian was not afraid, straightforward, said faintly: "Ye Lao, do you look like me like a joke?"

Ye Lao stared at Nie Tianzu for ten seconds. When he decided that the latter did not laugh, he couldn’t help but expand suddenly. He said, “Do you really know how to take down the death rope?”

"Yeah." Nie Tian nodded.

If it is not good to see the other person, Nie Tiancai is too lazy to talk nonsense.

"Nie Tian Xiaoyou, are you serious?" Ye Lao is still skeptical, but the joy in his eyes is already uncontrollable, and even the glittering tears are shining.

Forty years, I was tortured by the death of Tiesuo for forty years. At this time, I saw the hope of taking down the cable, how can Ye Lao not be excited.

Nie Tian was poisoned by the seal of the magic spell, and a small seal spell of the district, he certainly knows the law of destruction.

The method of breaking the magic spell is the two extremes, the cold of ice, the fire of fire.

With the extremely cold things and the extremely strong things, you can eliminate the magic spell.

At the time of the previous life, Nie Tian used the double role of the Wannian hail to match the fire on the nine days and the two days of ice and fire.

Here is a small world of three thousand. It is impossible to have something like a million years of ice. Nie Tian is not the realm of the Emperor of Heaven. Even if he cultivated for nine days from the fire, it is impossible to extract the real nine days from the fire.

So it is absolutely impossible to use these two things to get rid of the magic spell.

However, Ye Man’s curse is not an authentic seal, but a greatly weakened curse. If it is not, Ye Laozhong’s magic spell is forty years, let alone the **** wheel. The dual strength, it is estimated that the Yuan Yuan context is impossible.

Nie Tian thought for a moment and said: "I want to take down the rope of death, I need two things."

"You said!" Ye old eyes are straight.

"Millennium hail and fire lotus fruit." Nie Tian nodded.

The curse of Ye Lao is a small seal magic spell, Chiba hail and fire lotus are all sixth-order herbs, but the difference is not enough.

However, these two things are not easy to find, even if it is the top chamber of the Chamber of Commerce of the Wushang Chamber of Commerce, there may be no, perhaps only the Mi Ling is the Alchemy Association.

"Good! I am going to find these two things now!" Ye Lao has long been anxious, and he is not willing to delay for a long time. He can't wait to get these two things right away.

“Well?” Nie Tian said with a slight sigh, “Do you know where to look for these two things?”

"Of course I know!" Ye Laojun smiled and said: "As long as the two things you said exist in the world of three thousand, there must be that place!"

"So confident?" Nie Tian is a glimpse.

"That is!" Ye Lao was hard to hide his excitement, and said, "Mr. Nie, the old man is going to go out of the prison to find what you want! Desperate!"

This time, Ye Laolian’s name for Nie Tian has changed.

“Going now?” Nie Tian browed and said: “We are in the dungeons of tens of meters. Do you still want to fly away?”