The blood spell mage is really proud now. No one in the world has really understood the most powerful ability of the blood spell mage except himself. As long as he has contacted it, he can leave a trap. Even the ancient professional of magic spirit has not found it. It is conceivable that his ability is hidden.

"What do you want to do?" Ye Mingxin fell to the bottom of the valley. He didn't expect that the other party had such amazing ability.

Who hasn't been weak? If the blood curse mage insists on targeting a person, he only needs to contact the person's relatives and friends and wait for him to reveal his flaws.

Now ye Ming is caught and has lost his combat ability.

The blood curse mage smiled, opened his mouth and said, "I want to completely erase your consciousness, and then integrate the soul fragments into me, so that I can control everything about you.

Several blood chains shot out of the forest silently, which directly wound and shot through Ye Ming's consciousness. His body was covered with a layer of blood, and his breath became weaker and weaker, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

At the same time, the blood pool in the center of the forest suddenly cracked, and the blood quickly turned into a vortex. In the layers of blood chain, the blood curse mage held Ye Ming's neck and said with a smile: "go in, I hope your will is strong enough, so it will be more useful to me.

With that, he directly asked the blood chain to hang Ye Ming above the vortex, and then loosened it. As soon as he entered the vortex, the blood frantically squeezed Ye Ming's body, making him like being cut by thousands of knives.

At this time, in the holy law Empire, in a dense forest like a fairyland on earth, Ye Ming's hand, who was playing chess with Mo Mingtong, suddenly shook and accidentally knocked down the chess board suspended in the air.

"What's the matter? Do you want to repent again?" Mo Mingtong asked. The chess they play is called ten thousand beast chess. There are thousands of beast families and tens of thousands of walking methods. The chessboard area alone is nearly kilometers.

They will take thousands of steps every second, which means that the tenth level mental power can barely bear it. Mo Mingtong is an expert here. Ye Ming and Mo Mingtong haven't won for a while after tens of thousands of games.

However, Ye Ming was not discouraged. He was full of entertainment. His purpose of playing chess was to stabilize the soaring spiritual power. On the other hand, he dealt with the rapid rise of Ye Xi'er's holy power and spiritual power.

A blood light appeared on the surface of Ye Ming's body. Mo Mingtong realized something was wrong. She immediately pressed her hand on Ye Ming's forehead, and her face became dignified. The center of Ye Ming's soul was turning a little blood red

Mo Mingtong tried dozens of methods, but he couldn't find the source. Finally, he tried to contact the divine beast card, but he found it useless. Yexi'er can't feel the news of the immortal puppet now. This situation is unimaginable.

The heart devouring demon array is an array that the blood curse mage is proud of. Even if the strongest enters it, his will will collapse in ten minutes.

Even if he persists for a long time, it doesn't matter. The longer he persists, the purer his soul will be and the more benefits he will get.

The blood curse mage saw a blood state in front of him, in which ye Ming was being invaded by the blood pool. The happy look on his face became more and more intense. He was worthy of being a beast card master. It took ten minutes for the blood pool to invade.

... but the blood curse mage is not worried. Even if people's will is firm, they will be suppressed in the face of endless negative emotions sooner or later, and his demons should be awakened at this time?

"Ye Ming, you're a waste. You can't save your teacher. The only chance you missed is that you're a waste. What's your qualification to become a beast card master? Wasn't it enough that you killed them to advance?"

All kinds of evil sounds keep coming to his ears. Ye Ming feels more and more agitated. It's really too noisy. He always grabs the thing he doesn't want to face. He repeats it on the repeater. Just because he wants to atone, he should live.

The scene in front of him changed again. This time he saw fear. It was the scene that he could not stop the nihilistic demon God from being destroyed in Shengyuan. This just told Ye Ming's fear. He must not be planted here, otherwise these things could really happen.

"The struggle is fierce." The blood curse mage exclaimed a little. What a terrible willpower it is to be able to attack half of his soul in three hours, but it's useless to hold on. He will still die when all this is over.

"You really put it together." A cold and murderous voice came, and an illusory figure appeared in this space. It was the illusory spirit.

"It's you." The blood curse mage could not help but show his fear. Then he thought of something and immediately calmed down and said coldly, "this is my small world. How can you beat me with a mere professional soul.

"Then try it. Is it my strong professional perception or your small world hard?" The magic Spirit said coldly.

She is full of anger now. Unexpectedly, she was used by the blood curse mage. If ye Ming died, wouldn't she indirectly kill Ye Ming?

"Wait." A bloody crutch appeared in the blood curse mage's hand, and malice appeared on his face. He waved at the bloody vortex, and saw ye Mingxu's shadow come to the phantom spirit, on which countless flames were burning.

"Take a good look. The flame is burning his body. When it is surrounded, Ye Ming's body under the array will collapse completely. No one can save it. You can hold on." The blood curse mage sneered.

The magic spirit frowned slightly and stretched out her hand to the array. No matter the blood spell mage destroyed the array first, but the blood spell mage stamped his crutch on the ground, and the whole forest released strong pressure to press the magic spirit, so that she had to step back.

"If you want to pass me first, you should hurry up. I think he burns faster again." The blood curse mage smiled.

Ye Ming can't see what's in front of him now. He has lost his perception and direction. He has never been so weak. No matter how hard he struggles, it's useless.

He didn't want to give up, but the smell of death forced him to give up.

"I don't want to die, nor can I die. Now it seems that I can only break the boat." Ye Ming thought.

Now he has no connection with the divine beast card and the spiritual sea, but his understanding of the divine beast card master is still deep in his mind. The unprecedented state may help him.

The feeling caused by reverse phagocytosis has been erased a lot because of the pain. If it strikes again, he will become weaker and may disappear faster, but ye Ming has no other choice.

The magic spirit looked at Ye Ming's body becoming less and less. Although she was calm and calm on the surface, she was already anxious in her heart. If the entity was here, even if the blood curse mage attacked her, she would save Ye Ming. But now she is the soul of her profession. If she did, she would be broken up by the blood curse mage's attack. At that time, Ye Ming would be completely hopeless.

In the face of the increasingly powerful attack of the magic spirit, the blood curse mage suffered more and more injuries. He couldn't help but be secretly frightened, but his face was more and more proud, because he was about to succeed.

Click! The magic spirit cut off the blood spell mage's crutch with a knife. When he wanted to pierce the blood spell mage's body, he was held by the other party's hand. The blood spell mage's face showed a crazy color and laughed wildly: "you're late after all.

Boom! The magic spirit heard a loud noise and saw that the virtual shadow of Ye Ming she had been paying attention to was finally completely burned by the fire.