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Ying Zixuan had been watching their movements all the time, and when they were about to break their loyalty, he frowned and suddenly slapped them on the body with his hands.

At this time, when a person's psychological defense line is weakest, he can take the opportunity to penetrate into the depths of their souls, which is similar to what Ying Zixuan did before, but what Ying Zixuan did is extremely harmful to the body. Whether for yourself or for each other.

Because Ying Zixuan could only control one, the rest of them exploded and died, but they died cleanly without leaving any traces.

Soon, the eyes of the person under control began to be a little trance, and soon became completely empty.

It can feel a little scary at first glance.

He stared blankly at Ying Zixuan.

Ying Zixuan asked, "Who are you?"

"I...I don't remember."

A look of bewilderment gradually appeared on that person's face. For people like them who have access to the inner secrets, most of them have been sealed by people.

Ying Zixuan asked again, "What have you been doing these three days?"

"Look for the children, then put them all in a coma and lock them in the firewood room, wait for the third-level black-robed man to come and take them away, and then...after."

The man was speechless, apparently someone had set some kind of enchantment on him.

Ying Zixuan endured the bursts of sweet smell coming from his chest, he must not just give up all his efforts at this point.

"What happened after that? Let's talk... You are a real person, not some kind of machine. You should have your own thoughts and not be influenced by others."

Sure enough, this passage is effective, they will subconsciously regard themselves as a person, not to mention that now is the time when their consciousness is weakest, and the person who put the enchantment on them obviously did not kill them. If they don't, they can't still sit here with such a clear mind, they will definitely become a fool.

"I... I went to that place." Speaking of this, he seemed a little anxious, shaking his head constantly, trying to get out of control, but it was all in vain.

"Where? How did you get in? What's in there?"

"I don't know. They all call it dark. When I first went to that place, the master gave me something."

"What? Ring... the ring."

Sure enough, Ying Zixuan lowered his head and saw that there was a black rope hanging around his neck, because the rope didn't seem to have any characteristics and was similar in color to his clothes, so he didn't notice it before.

"¨〃Are you going to complete the sacrifice to gain some kind of power? What exactly is your master going to do?"

"I don't know... I don't know why I went to that place? Who am I?? What's my name?"

The man kept struggling, and in a blink of an eye, blood continued to overflow from his eyes, like blood and tears. He frowned and trembled all over, as if he would die immediately.

Ying Zixuan wanted to ask some more questions, but he couldn't bear to see him like this, not to mention that he couldn't hold on for long.

In a few breaths, the control over him was dissipated, and the disciple fell to the ground completely, and everything returned to calm.

Ying Zixuan said: "Did you all hear that just now? You know what to do?"

The disciples said in unison: "Yes."

One of them looked at Ying Zixuan worriedly.

"Elder, how are you doing now? Do you need disciples to summon the Seventh Elder?"

The Seventh Elder is superb in spells and has the title of living dead and bones.

Ying Zixuan took a deep breath, waved his hands and began to work hard. He was still very clear about his body, and he couldn't weigh it for long. In other words, he should have died decades ago. After all, he could live until now. It is also earned.

Moving the true energy up and down the body, the rest of the disciples have not been idle to deal with the situation, now they have to find these rings as soon as possible, only in this way can more people enter that place.

... Phi.

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Afterwards, the disciples guarding there in various regions searched everywhere. Key words, most of them were wearing black clothes, followed by a black rope hanging on the chest. Don't be alarmed when you find it, and wait until the right time to do it.

The right time is naturally after those people are placed alone, usually five or six disciples will stand there and work together to catch them, and they will be killed on the spot if they can. Some of the disciples who came to this place for the first time were not low in cultivation, not to mention that it was not difficult to arrest them all due to the large number of people.

Several rings were harvested very quickly, and at the same time, the upper layer also noticed something was wrong.

The disappearance of so many people one after another is enough to cause panic, that day.

dark.

That afternoon, a man in a black robe walked over. He wore a mask on his face, but he could vaguely see a glaring scar across his eyes.

He knelt in front of a man and said in a deep voice.

"Master, in the past few days, 827 six level [-] envoys have disappeared, should we take action?"

The man was sitting on the soft couch, half-closed his eyes, also wearing a golden mask on his face, his exposed eyes looked a bit gloomy.

"No, our plan is almost complete. We just need to keep an eye on the altar for the next few days. As for the others...heh, let them make trouble."

In this person's eyes, those people are worthless to him at all, they die when they die, not to mention what will happen to those people when they come?

A chill flashed in the man's eyes. If they dare to sabotage their plan, one will kill one, and two will kill one pair. Anyway, at this point, he has nothing to take care of. He will return after killing so many people. It's over.

"Yes, this subordinate understands." After speaking, the man went down.

The man sat there for a long time and suddenly stood up. He lifted the sleeves on his wrists and squinted his eyes, but what was shocking was that his snow-white wrists were covered with black tendons, many of which looked like Like a snake, it spread all over his forearm, and then went straight to his shoulder.

Every tendon was bulging, as if it was about to break through his bloody skin, which made people feel a little chilly.

But what's even more eye-catching is that blood-red blood faintly flows through those black tendons. Those two things seem to be two different things, but they also complement each other.

Immediately afterwards, the man's face became a little ugly, and there were large drops of sweat left on his forehead, which were slowly drawn into the golden mask. Everyone could see that he was in pain now.

His eyes quickly turned red, panting heavily, and finally couldn't bear it, and he half-kneeled on the ground, without the slightest restraint and nobility just now.

The tendons on the forearms began to surge around, and every inch of flesh and blood they swam frantically, seemed to be gushing out.

The man's other hand was clenched in a circle, and he took something in his fist, and gradually put it in front of him. It was a white bottle, so transparent that one could clearly see the red liquid in the bottle.

This is extracted from the bodies of those children, every time he has to rely on this thing to relieve pain, no matter how unwilling he is, he can only endure it forcefully.

He drank the blood, and the rusty taste made him almost spit it out, but a sharp pain in his arm forced him to swallow it.

This time the effect was obviously much weaker than last time, and it took half an hour to relieve. The man watched the blue veins on his forearms slowly subside before he got up from the ground bit by bit, tidied up a little With messy clothes, he is still the reserved and condescending person.

He walked slowly to the bench and sat down. These few short steps seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Why? Why should I go through all this, is it just because... No! !I don't believe in fate, soon, soon I will break this curse and make those people pay the price they deserve.

At this time, Ying Zixuan was sitting on the chair, looking at the nine-tailed fox at his feet with his legs crossed, raised his eyebrows and said, "How is it?"

The nine-tailed fox snorted coldly, and said with a stinky face.

"Of course I'm going fast. They've got the key to enter that place, and they've just entered in the past few days."

After speaking, he stretched out his paw and squinted his eyes and said to Ying Zixuan: "Master, I'll give you something."

"Oh?" Ying Zixuan opened his hand even though he didn't know what the nine-tailed fox was trying to do.

The nine-tailed fox put something on the palm of Ying Zixuan's palm, and there were two black rings lying on it. The rings had no special features, and looked like they were made of ordinary iron bars.

"Master, they came in with this thing. I got two for you. How about it? Am I reliable?"

Ying Zixuan rubbed the hair of the nine-tailed fox, and immediately praised it without being stingy.

"Well, you are the best."

After all, if Ying Zixuan agreed to Ying Zixuan, he would definitely help them.

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What's more, this is still a major issue related to the common people in the world, and Ying Zixuan can't be careless.

Should have to go there in a few days.

Ying Zixuan made up his mind and said to Nine-Tailed Fox.

"You continue to stare at the news and send it to me at any time, and you don't need to come back if you have nothing to do."

Hearing these words, Nine-Tailed Fox's heart instantly shuddered.

"Master, you really don't love me anymore, it doesn't matter whether I live or die."

Ying Zixuan sighed softly: "After this matter is completely settled, the few of us will find a paradise to recuperate there for a while, and I can accompany you well, what do you think?"

The long and narrow eyes of the nine-tailed fox instantly lit up. He ate and waited to die all day long, and eating and being lazy was exactly what he dreamed of.

"Well, well, master, this is what you said, isn't it just to monitor them for a period of time? I~ promise to complete the task."

After finishing speaking, he quickly cleaned up and disappeared.

At this moment in the inn, the elders and disciples were discussing when to go in.

The Sixth Elder said in a deep voice: "I recently observed the sky at night and saw that there will be a great catastrophe in the past few days. This catastrophe is related to the fate of the entire continent. I think we should act in the next few days."

Ying Zixuan also understands that if he acts as soon as possible, he will avoid the threat of more people losing their lives, but the problem is that the number of rings is limited. It may be that they are already in Fanfan, so the fifth-level black-robed people who can be found in the past few days have already died. Very few, let alone get the rings on them.

Ying Zixuan said: "The sooner the better, we will start entering that place the day after tomorrow, but the ring is limited, only ten people can enter."

The Sixth Elder felt a headache again. This is indeed a problem. If the opponent's strength is disparate, how can he fight others? He has already lost before he even started.

After thinking about it, he finally said in a deep voice.

"Shu Hua and I waited for the rest of the disciples to go in, and the others are waiting here for me to come back."

"No."

Ying Zixuan vetoed it, his complexion was not very good, is it plausible that he flinched at this time? Although he knew that his junior brother was doing him good, but he had already reached this point and he had to go on no matter what. My time is numbered and I don't want to have regrets at the moment of death just because of this thing.

"Brother! That's it, or call the rest of the brothers over."

The fifth elder shook his head slightly. It’s okay for him to leave with him. At least there are a few other elders sitting in charge. That would be troublesome, and you can't take this risk. It's best to solve this kind of thing quietly.

"I'll go in, you stay."

"Senior brother, I have come to this point and I still don't know your body? Could it be...you really..."

The Sixth Elder wanted to ask him if he really didn't want to live anymore. Thinking back on these hopeless years for her, it was too cruel to ask him directly.

"Junior brother... let me fulfill my last wish before then."