Chapter 545

Tucheng is now in danger, and the wall is pushed up by everyone. Wucheng is looking for curse witches everywhere on the surface to explain, but they just don't interfere in the feud between Tucheng and the curse. Shuicheng and Huocheng, who have a generational hatred with Tucheng, are eager to see Tucheng's jokes, they will only make trouble and will never lend a hand to help.

And Tucheng's own power is also a bit unstable, maybe because they haven't seen a tenth-level warrior for so many years, the major forces under Tucheng are just about to move, who doesn't want to be higher?

The high priest of Piantu City was gone, and the several senior temple warriors who went with him did not return. In the face of these superimposed situations, the Tucheng royal family and the temple will panic, and will be eager to return to a person who can preside over the overall situation. At least this person must be able to deter other forces.

Half-shòu people can deter Yincheng and other forces, so why not curse witches? So even if they knew that Yuan Zhan was threatening them, they still had to accept this threat.

Yan Mo sneered, thinking that the curse is like the nuclear weapons of various countries in his previous life. Why do some small countries prefer to tighten their belts to develop nuclear weapons despite the fact that their citizens can't get enough to eat? It's not just to deal with the situation like now - I won't take the initiative to hit you, but if you dare to touch me, I will fight with you, barefoot and in shoes, whoever loses more.

And Yuan Zhan is already amazing, he has already reached the eighth level at the age of 20. If his age and achievements are mentioned, it will probably shake the jaws of the people in this hall. But despite this, he is still not qualified to be a deterrent, but will only become a threat that wants to be eliminated in advance.

The sorcerer can appear beside them, accept him as a disciple, and protect his shortcomings, so that Yan Mo has a little faith in the saying that the fruit of witch luck can really bring him good luck.

Ah Zhan, take your time, don't worry, I believe that you will become a master of tenth level or even more powerful. Before that, it's okay to raise the banner of the old man. "Yan Mo subtly felt someone's frustration, and comforted him.

Yuan Zhan sneered and refused to admit that he heard this sentence, and his heart was indeed relieved. Proud man, how can he be willing to threaten others in the name of others, and this person is still the master of silent, then it is more subtle.

The psychological activities of these individuals are a long story, but in the blink of an eye, after Yuan Zhan said that he brought the medicine to remove the scar, the King of Yincheng did not hesitate to ask someone to bring the prepared slaves.

The slave girl was in her twenties, and although she was a little shy when she entered the hall, she did not miss anything when she saluted.

When the slave raised her face, everyone saw that there was a very serious old scar on her face. The scar was drawn from her right eye to the corner of her mouth. The long wound was bulging from the face, and the red flesh was a bit horny. The knot, not only ruined half of her face, but also made people unbearable to see.

Yan Mo felt that this female slave seemed to have a kind face, but the scar was rather unsightly, and he couldn't remember where he had seen a similar face.

Can such scars be removed? asked the King of Sound City. If such a scar can be removed, then a scratch on his daughter should not be a problem.

Queen Cuiyu, who didn't speak for a long time, suddenly sneered, such a scar can only be found by a healing priest, I have never heard of a drug that can remove such a scar. "

No one refuted Queen Cuiyu's words, because everyone who knew it knew how many healing priests she had found after being cursed. Cursed to re-invade.

It is not cheap to hire a healer priest, and there are no powerful healer priests among the subordinate forces of Tucheng. If she wants to hire someone, she has to owe the favor of other forces, but Queen Cuiyu is not someone who can be humble, plus Asking a healing priest can only relieve her temporary pain. Over time, Queen Cuiyu has basically put out the idea of ​​asking a healing priest to treat her, but will buy some medicines that can stop bleeding, remove sores, and relieve her skin condition for a long time.

Yuan Zhan ignored Queen Cuiyu, raised his hand and made a move to the female slave, come here. "

The slave girl looked up, and after getting permission, she got up and walked carefully to Yuan Zhan's side.

Yuan Zhan put down the rattan basket behind him, waved his hand to let the hard soil wrapped on the surface recede, revealing the white cloth inside.

It's not enough to use medicine for wounds like yours. Our priests need to apply tribal secret magic to you. This process is very painful. Can you bear it? "

The female slave gritted her teeth, her body trembled slightly, yes. "

You sit down against the rattan basket. "

The female slave did not dare to sit, so she knelt down instead.

Yuan Zhan asked in his head: Mo, are you ready? "

All right. "Yan Mo doesn't want to admit that since he came here, he has become a professional pretending to be a ghost.

Yuan Zhan took out a ninth-level Yuan crystal coin that Lanyin paid him, and put it in the rattan basket.

Lanyin has sharp eyes, seeing a secret method that requires a ninth-level crystal coin, she is relieved and frowns a little. He could almost predict in advance that the former leader of the war would probably be open and aboveboard with the nine-level Yuan crystal coins he was going to use.

Lanyin Ju felt distressed, even if a ninth level was used on the eldest princess, it would be a big loss if it was used on a slave. At this moment, he almost shouted to stop and replace, but he couldn't! Annoyed him.

The eldest prince hooked his head and looked into the rattan basket, but was pushed away by Yuan Zhan.

Yuan Zhan stretched his hands into the white cloth.

Yan Mo closed his eyes, slowly detached from Yuan Zhan's body, and attached himself to his own body.

The severe pain hit him instantly!

Yan Mo mourned silently. For this performance, he also fought hard, but this was what the two of them planned.

A part of it, not doing it is not enough. Yuan Zhan wanted to change his plan, but he felt that he couldn't bear this little pain? The result really can't!

A phantom floated above the rattan basket, vague and unclear, and one could only barely see that it was a person.

This is a small skill mentioned in the inheritance of the use of divine power of the Bone Refining Clan. It can make the divine body of the spirit appear as images. Generally, only advanced divine power manipulators can use it.

Yan Mo used this skill very reluctantly. If he didn't have the ninth-level Yuan crystal coin, he would definitely not be able to use his spiritual body which is still recovering.

Soul power manifested! "The high priest Lanyin who had already sat down blurted out, and the person also stood up and took two steps towards the middle of the hall.

Yuan Zhan turned his gaze to him, and the whole person entered the best attack state.

Queen Cuiyu wanted them to fight, but Lanyin just stopped, his expression did not hide his shock at all.

The King of Yincheng immediately asked Lanyin in a low voice, what is the soul power embodiment.

Lanyin shook his head, this is a legend, and I have never seen it with my own eyes. It is said that only during the melee period of various intelligent races can someone use the spirit power to manifest, this is a kind of ability to materialize the soul, and it is not a tenth-level spirit power. Manipulator..."

A tenth-level soul power manipulator! These seven words were like a thunderbolt, and the people in the entire hall were dizzy. Is this Jiuyuan really a very large and hidden tribe? Look, not only are they supported by the cursed witch and the Kunpeng clan, their leaders are also dual-line god-blood warriors, and they have reached the eighth level of soil control at a young age! Now they actually hide a high priest with tenth-level soul power?

The figure on the rattan basket became a little clearer than before, but he still couldn't see his face clearly, but that was enough to make everyone in the hall widen their eyes. They have never seen the soul power being able to manifest itself. Is this a daydream?

After the female slave saw the shadow of the soul, her body began to tremble, and she didn't even dare to lift her head.

Yan Mo was in severe pain, and he lifted his hands and feet very slowly. He originally wanted to play Wu Qin Xi to fool people, but the twitching pain from his soul, let alone a move, was very difficult to do.

Yan Mo was helpless and could only slowly float over the female slave, with his fingers between her eyebrows.

The female slave seemed to sense something, raised her head, her eyes were full of fear but also a little bit of anticipation.

Yan Mo raised his fingers very slowly, and everyone in the hall was anxious to death, but no one dared to speak.

His fingers finally reached between his eyebrows. Seeing the slave girl who was about to faint, Yan Mo conveyed a kindness to her, and also said something to her: Don't be afraid, child, accept my blessing. In the future, don't forget to have good thoughts in your heart, even if your feet step on thorns, I will be with you, and go to the place where the mother goddess returns. "

The slave girl shed tears. She heard the voice of God, the voice was so gentle, so warm, the anger and grievance that had been brought to the test drug disappeared, and her heart became calm again, no, she had never been so calm before, she felt that she A true god to serve has been found.

Now even if the soul shadow in front of her tells her that her face can no longer be restored, she is not afraid. From now on, she will not be afraid of any hardships, because the Son of God is with her.

Yan Mo withdrew his hand, and in order to ease the pain in his soul, he slowly circled and stepped back to the rattan basket vainly - he had had enough! He wants to go back to the original battle spirit sea now!

But Yan Mo's extremely slow movements that represented pain were seen as endless mystery and grace in the eyes of others.

The dance of sacrifice..." Lan Yin murmured, looking at Soul Shadow with eager and complicated eyes.

Whether it is the manifestation of soul power or the sacrificial dance, it is said that they have disappeared in the war. Although some priests and witches from some forces can dance the sacrificial dance, no one can dance with their souls. Direct communication of sacrifices.

Kuhara...! Lan Yin clenched his hands.

The Queen of Yincheng on the steps changed her lazy appearance and sat up straight. The king next to her took her hand.

Queen Cuiyu bit her lip, she was clearly surprised but she had to make such an expression on her face.

The eldest princess Ramona's eyes lit up, and her heart suddenly made a decision at this moment.

The eldest prince, La Molin, seemed to be the most sober person in the hall, but he never let go of Yan Mo's every move.

The layman watched the excitement, the expert watched the doorway, Lanyin looked at the dance of sacrifice from beginning to end, and his face was never heavier. Jiuyuan, he still underestimates this tribe, no wonder that Mo Wu Jiao Cheng is still not dead, no wonder the curse witch in Wucheng will accept him as a disciple, once this person recovers, I am afraid that their original plan may not be implemented.

But if the original plan is really implemented, will they have another mysterious and powerful tribal enemy in Yincheng? And does their plan really work perfectly?