Chapter 984: A Curse Without a Band

? After trying to understand the principle, six Xuandan Realm and a late-stage cultivator of Condensed Yuan Realm immediately surrounded Liu Lang in the middle, each occupying a position, and keeping a distance between them.

If Liu Lang used his net again, he would only catch one person at a time.

Although Liu Lang was surrounded in the middle, neither Huo Xuan, nor Luo Tao, nor Dai Jinhong made a move, because everyone knew that at this time, whoever made the first move at this time, Liu Lang would definitely use that net to greet him.

The gun hits the top bird, the net, and the net is also the top bird.

Seeing the actions of these seven people and their intrigue and cooperation, Liu Lang laughed, "Do you know where this is?"

"What kind of place is this?" With Liu Lang's reminder, several people asked in unison. Because, they feel that the aura in this place is too abundant. Even Wuliangzong, Wujizong, that kind of super-big sect, the place where the sect is established, does not have such good conditions. If they can practice here for a long time, they will ascend to the heavens. , will no longer be a dream.

Under the gaze of the seven people, Liu Lang replied: "This is my territory!"

"Your territory?"

"I am the master of my territory!" With a thought, Liu Lang put away the nets, and at the same time, he had a shiny black steel whip in his hand.

It was the Soul Beating Whip that King Yan Luo gave him some time ago.

The soul whip is designed to hit the soul, which is the nemesis of the life of the soul body, and for the physical creatures, the soul whip is also effective, after all, it is the soul that controls people's actions.

If the soul is broken up, it will inevitably become a walking dead.

Seeing Liu Lang put away his net and took out his whip, Huo Xuan and the others subconsciously stepped back, and the encirclement instantly enlarged. This is mainly because the previous nets have left them with a great psychological shadow, so that they are also afraid of the unknown new weapon.

"Will it work if you withdraw?"

Liu Lang laughed, his body suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment, he appeared directly behind Huo Xuan, raised the whip and hit Huo Xuan's head.

"careful!"

In the Wutian Sacred Monument, Liu Lang is the supreme ruler, and his speed is unimaginable. When the other six people reminded him,

Huo Xuan's head had already been shaved off by the Soul Beating Whip.

Huo Xuan had the highest cultivation level among these people. Although he was injured and his combat power was damaged, Liu Lang naturally wanted to start with Huo Xuan because of his cultivation level.

"Master!" The others belonged to the Qingguang Sect, and only Dai Jinhong belonged to the Flying Shamen. When he saw Huo Xuan's head was hit, his eyes suddenly went dark.

With the heaven and earth net in front of him, he subconsciously thought that the power of the whip in Liu Lang's hand was astonishing, and that this blow might blow Huo Xuan's head open.

But in fact, the soul whip did not cause any trauma to Huo Xuan.

Seeing this situation, the other six people were taken aback for a moment.

Huo Xuan who was hit was also taken aback for a moment, and then hugged his head and howled in pain. The soul whip only hit the soul, and just one stroke made Huo Xuan have a splitting headache and his spirit sank.

"Do it!" Dai Jinhong and Luo Tao looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and attacked Liu Lang at the same time, and the other four followed immediately.

Although I don't understand what happened just now, but according to this trend, if Liu Lang makes a move, they will definitely be defeated one by one. After all, Liu Lang's speed is almost as fast as teleportation, and no one can escape.

Perhaps, if we act together, we will have a chance.

But in fact, they still think too much.

In this Wutian Sacred Monument, if he could be injured, Liu Lang would not have to live.

After his body suddenly disappeared in place, in the blink of an eye, Liu Lang appeared outside the encirclement. Then, he picked up the Soul Beating Whip, like beating a drum, and smashed it hard.

In an instant, the remaining six people all fell to the ground.

"Fuck, this smashed hard!" Several other people hugged their heads and wailed in pain. Only the cultivator in the late stage of the Condensation Realm was silent. After Liu Lang checked, he found that the man's soul had been completely crushed. broke up.

In other words, it has completely become a vegetable.

This was also the result of Liu Lang deliberately controlling his strength.

From this point of view, the power of this soul whip is really not small, but it is a pity that outside of the Wutian Sacred Monument, it is completely idiotic for Liu Lang to think so easily, hitting someone whose cultivation level is a big higher than his own. For the same reason, there is no need to beat the soul whip.

"Fortunately, there are still six left!"

Although there was a small accident, it didn't affect the overall situation. From the Dragon Ball, Liu Lang took out the pile of jade cards that Xu Yuan's teacher, Yu Fengling had given him, and found the one engraved with the magic spell.

The reason why Liu Lang beat Huo Xuan and the others with the Soul Beating Whip was as if he wanted to weaken their spiritual power to a point weaker than his own, so that he could use the Tightening Curse.

As long as the magic spell works, then Huo Xuan and the others will turn Evacuation into his puppets.

Of course, after the soul is damaged, it is impossible for Huo Xuan and others to display their original strength. After all, actions must be controlled by spiritual power.

However, it doesn't matter.

Liu Lang didn't want Huo Xuan and others to fight, as long as he could control these people, let them return to his sect, and lead his disciples to submit to Fuyun Sect.

According to the description in the jade card, Liu Lang planted spiritual imprints in his sea of ​​consciousness starting from Huo Xuan. He still had to surpass Liu Lang, so the first time he planted a spiritual imprint, he didn't succeed.

Liu Lang could only continue to hit Huo Xuan's head with the whip. However, Liu Lang was afraid of attacking too hard, so he beat Huo Xuan directly into a vegetable, so his power control was extremely small.

Hit it, try to use a magic spell.

Hard work pays off. After the fifteenth stroke, the spiritual imprint in Huo Xuan's knowledge of the sea was finally planted successfully. Liu Lang felt that there was an immediate spiritual connection between himself and Huo Xuan, and he signed the soul contract with Bai Qi Similarly, as long as he thinks, the soul imprint in Huo Xuan's mind will immediately play a role, making Huo Xuan unable to live or die.

In the same way, after a beating and beating, the remaining five cultivators in the Xuandan realm, including Luo Tao and Dai Jinhong, were all cast with a tight spell by Liu Lang.

"What did you do to us?" Huo Xuan and others, who got up again, looked at Liu Lang with complicated eyes and said, although their spirits were sluggish and their consciousness was still clear.

"Have you heard of the curse?" Liu Lang asked.

"Tightening Curse?" "Journey to the West" is also well-known in the cultivation world, how could Huo Xuan and others not know it. However, they touched their heads, but there was no golden hoop.

"Let you all experience the magic spell without a binding." With a thought of Liu Lang, Huo Xuan and the others recognized the spiritual imprint in the sea, and it immediately took effect.

The screams in Wutian Sacred Monument came and went one after another.