Chapter 1490

"Half an hour at most!" Wang Mang frowned and felt the energy flowing in his body. He made a rough estimate. If the mercury like power energy in his body was not controlled by the strong body, it would become uncontrollable. Once there was action, the energy in his muscles would cut his flesh and blood like a knife.

"Half an hour?" The smile on Bai Mei's face no longer exists, and the whole person becomes serious again. Half an hour is really short, but it is not impossible to lift the curse.

Thinking of this, he raised his head slightly and looked into Wang Mang's sharp eyes. "Mr. Wang Mang, half an hour is barely enough. But in such a short time, I'm afraid you have to bear several times more pain!"

"It's nothing!" Wang Mang waved his hand with a smile. As long as he could lift the curse, he would be in pain for half an hour? The big deal is to experience the extreme agony in infernal hell again!

"Mr. Wang Mang, please relax and lie down! I'm going to start casting White eyebrow said a word, right hand twist up a ten inch long silver needle, left hand hold that blood horse's a small amputated finger, silver needle stick in the root of the broken finger, gently turn, with a trace of blood, turn quickly tied in Wang Mang's eyebrow!

After three seconds, seven silver needles pierced into Wang Mang's face. In the seven special acupoints on his shoulders, a sharp itch like an ant began to attack on his cheek.

"Well, hum!" Wang Mang clenched his teeth and couldn't help closing his eyes! Itch! Itch!! It's so itchy! hardly wished to live!!

The white eyebrow's face was serious, and the action under his hand was never stopped. He lifted the thin quilt on Wang Mang's body, and the silver needles were like the stars in the night sky. Regardless of the distance, he did not know the track of the needle on the acupoints of Wang Mang's chest and abdomen. A stream of flesh and blood was opened, and the muscle was torn violently and painfully!

"Hum!" Strong legs also inevitably tied up the dense silver needles, the sudden blood vessels and tendons seem to seep. The tight muscles are like hard stones, which makes the strength of Baimei's needling increase by seven points!

"Lord Wang Mang, hold on! And the last three Bai Mei gave a sharp drink, raised five fingers of his right hand and took out the only three gold needles in the box!

One shot at the top of the head! A shot in the heart! The last stitch is 16 inches long. This stitch is also the most important part of the operation!

"Hum!" A crisp buzz, white eyebrow on the right hand of the long golden needle Qi root into Wang Mang's Dantian place! In this short moment! Wang Mang's whole body was as thick as mercury, and his powerful power energy was immediately rampant.

The thick veins begin to knot and twist. Under the pressure of the silver needle, they want to form a ball, but the dense silver needles like stars firmly limit the action track of the violent energy.

"Ah!" Wang Mang could not help opening his clenched teeth and roaring like a wild animal.

"Lord Wang Mang, if you persist for another ten minutes, the curse will be broken!" Bai Mei stood up and put the lifeless finger on a soft white cloth. He looked at Wang Mang solemnly and frowned. He could only say a word of encouragement!

He is a caster. The pain caused by this skill is worse than death. But I only hope that Lord Wang Mang can survive.