God of Life and Death

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 prevented him from moving, but the invisible restraints were also 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 yet.

He asked Tai Lung calmly.

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. We only found their inheritance a thousand years ago. , take 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! There is no solution to this spell, even if it is a saint who can do it in a short while. It’s hard to understand the mystery! Fang Yue, your clone can die under our spell, which should be considered a kind of pride for it!"

Talon is extremely confident in spells.

Fang Yue indeed felt the thorniness and weirdness of this spell.

His body was restrained and he couldn't even move his little finger.

The power of restraint was like a greedy poisonous snake, constantly sucking out the essence of life within him.

If such a method were used against other people, even those at the leader level, it would probably be effective immediately.

But the problem is, this spell met Fang Yue, and the two were in confrontation for a while, and neither 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 curses 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 a successor 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 understand the laws of heaven and earth, and all methods can be unified. All means and forms are not important!"

When the Golden Crow King spoke, Fang Yue immediately woke up. 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!

"Is 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 failed to achieve the expected results. Even Fang Yue, a small cultivator in the heaven and earth realm, could not help it!

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. .

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 has completely disappeared 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 scolded 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 spoke, 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, 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!"

Tyrone 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 secret techniques is just in vain.

The spell is indeed mysterious, and even this method can be condensed.

"Kill me! Kill all these disobedient slaves!"

Tai Lung's ferocity 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 guards from the Yin and Yang Realm 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 broke their necks.

Click, click!

Two more cold corpses!

At this moment, the young man in white looks like a ghost coming out of the underworld, and the methods he uses are weird and terrifying!

"Tailong, my lineage of conjurers only maintains a cooperative relationship with you, the organizer of the Beidou Conflict. It doesn't matter who is in charge. We are not your slaves. I didn't expect that you think of me as a conjurer in your heart." From the same lineage! If that’s the case, then we will sever ties with the organizer of your Beidou War!”

Among the crowd of Beidou Zhan, 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 spellcasters 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 Controversy!

This old man is one of the elders of the conjurer clan. He is at the saint level and is not weaker than Tailong in terms of strength.

"Elder Yinyue, why are you here?"

Tai Lung was stunned. In his impression, there seemed to be no elders among the conjurers among the people 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 Silver Moon is one of them.

If his cultivation can reach the level of Elder Silver Moon, he will be very popular no matter which force he joins.

"If I hadn't come, would I have been able to see your ugly faces clearly? Before, the impression you left on our line of conjurers was that you were gentle and kind, but now it seems that you are all a bunch of arrogance and arrogance. , a selfish villain who even sacrificed the genius disciples he carefully trained for the sake of so-called glory and face!"

Elder Yin Yue was extremely disappointed with Tai Long.

He did not expect that the organizers of the Beidou Battle, 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 their line 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 didn't speak yet.

The eight-armed saint had already clapped his hands.

"If Elder Yinyue doesn't dislike it, our God and Demon Palace is willing to provide shelter for the elder! Our God and Demon Palace is the true guardian of this universe, and we will never treat spellcasters as slaves. In the future, you They will all be friends of our Temple of Gods and Demons!”

The eight-armed saint has already started pulling people in.

This made Tailong's face turn livid. This was a slander to his face!

Fang Yue's little devil clone laughed loudly: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful. If you do evil, you will be killed. I didn't expect that I saw the Beidou Controversy causing internal strife and a fire in the backyard."

Tai Lung became angry because of shame. He knew that if the conjurer's lineage could not be resolved, they would rebel and break away from the Beidou Conflict lineage, which would completely make the organizer of the Beidou Conflict a laughing stock for the whole world!

"Yinyue, don't think that just because you are a saint, you can do whatever you want. You think that your line of spellcasters is very strong. In fact, in our eyes, you are just a bunch of trash! I will give you another chance to choose and submit to me, Beidou. The line of struggle, 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 We have included you in the slave training plan. There is chronic poison in the food of you saints and above. As long as we control the poison, you, whether you are saints or great saints, will turn into cold puppets. No will of his 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!"