After saying these words, Yan Mo felt that his tongue was a little dry. £¤fAs a Taoist, although he is not the top being in the Yan family, he does not need to deliberately please others.
Although the words he just said seemed like an equal bargaining with Fang Ling, in fact he knew that he was giving in to Fang Ling.
At the very least, it is a disguised surrender to Fang Ling!
This kind of surrender made him feel very aggrieved, but no matter how unhappy he was, he still had to carry on.
"Then do you think the people behind you will let me go if I don't kill you?" Fang Ling said with the same indifferent expression.
Fang Ling's reaction made Yan Mo feel happy. For him, as long as Fang Ling could listen to him, he would be confident that Fang Ling would not kill him.
"If you don't kill me, as long as the Taoists behind me know that you killed Yan Ming and Yan Chenzhou, they will still kill you."
When Yan Mo said this, his eyes flashed and he said: "But I can help you cover up your murder of these two people."
"We Taoists are almost immortal except for a thousand-year calamity, so no one will pay attention to what we are busy with."
"And as long as I hand over the order to the superiors, no one will pay attention to Yan Ming's life and death. We can even create the illusion that she was buried in a catastrophe."
Fang Ling's momentum gradually weakened, which made Yan Mo feel happy from the bottom of his heart.
As long as Fang Ling fell into his delaying scheme, as long as the tide of heaven and earth came, he could leave this place. When the time comes, please ask Dao Zun to take action to kill this official.
Yan Mo, with thoughts flashing in his mind, tried hard to make his eyes look sincere. Since he was determined to deceive Fang Ling's trust, he naturally couldn't let it slip when Fang Ling's heart was moved.
"Can it really be deceived?" Fang Ling said in a doubtful voice. rang in Yan Mo's ears.
"Of course!" Yan Mo said in a deep voice: "There has never been an accident in the destruction of a small world like Zhouyu."
"If it hadn't been for people like you appearing in the surrounding area this time, Yan Ming and I might have been leisurely and contentedly carrying out our plan to destroy the world."
"To the people of Zhouyu, this Zhouyu is very big, but to the Taoist monks, it is just a small place."
"No one will notice here. Of course, at a certain time, those of us who are going to carry out the Heavenly Punishment will need to report."
As Yan Mo spoke, he took a step forward and said in his most sincere voice: "As the saying goes, if people don't serve themselves, they will be destroyed by heaven and earth!"
"Brother Fang Dao, although Yan Chenzhou and Yan Ming are somewhat related to me by blood, in order to survive, how can I care about them, don't you think?"
Fang Ling was silent for another moment. Then he said: "Although what you said is good, how can I believe you?"
Yan Mo was not angry at Fang Ling's doubts, but felt it in his heart. There was also a hint of joy.
For him, Fang Ling's words were equivalent to his life. Already in his own hands again.
Having made up his mind a long time ago, he patted his Little Universe Bag. A paper scroll with ancient Taoist patterns appeared in his hand.
"Brother Fang Dao, this is the Heavenly Dao Oath Spell. As long as you and I swear an oath using this Heavenly Dao Oath Spell, those who do not follow the oath will be ridiculed by the Dao and their souls will be destroyed."
Seeing Fang Ling pondering, Yan Mo waved his hand and threw the Heavenly Dao Oath Spell to Fang Ling. Fang Ling took the Heavenly Dao Oath and glanced at it twice, and felt that there was an extremely mysterious prohibition on the oath.
This kind of prohibition seemed to be silent when Fang Ling felt it in his mind, but it gave people the feeling of a sleeping lion.
He makes people believe that as long as this lion awakens, it will be able to devour everything.
Fang Ling nodded and threw the Heavenly Dao Oath Spell to Yan Mo again: "In that case, you go first!"
Yan Mo was secretly happy. The function of this Heavenly Dao Oath Curse was exactly what he said. However, this Heavenly Dao Oath Curse was only a Taoist treasure made by Taoist-level monks. If a Taoist-level monk or above took action, he could directly use it. Oaths erased.
Naturally, he would not tell Fang Ling this secret.
A native is a native. Even if he gets great luck and becomes the existence of the passage Zhaotian, he is still a native.
Yan Mo, with a flash of smile in his eyes, said in a deep voice: "The way of heaven is above. Disciple Yan Mo hereby swears that as long as Fang Ling does not kill the disciple, the disciple is willing not to surrender to the Yan family."Others reported on his execution of Yan Ming and Yan Chenzhou. "
"My disciples are willing to be friends with him forever and will never enmity each other. If he disobeys this oath, he may be punished by heaven and destroyed by the earth, and he may not be reincarnated forever."
As Yan Mo finished reciting the oath, a streak of crimson blood flew out from between his eyebrows. This blood drop seemed to contain a flame. The moment it flew out, it merged into the paper of the Heavenly Dao Oath Spell. .
After doing all this, Yan Mo felt a lot more relaxed, and everything was going according to his own arrangements.
Holding the seemingly rough Heavenly Dao Oath Spell in his hand, he chuckled and said to Fang Ling: "Brother Fang Dao, it's your turn."
Fang Ling waved towards the Heavenly Dao Oath Curse and said: "Since it's my turn, then bring this Heavenly Dao Oath Curse!"
Yan Moo smiled and handed over the Heavenly Dao Oath Spell directly. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of alertness in his heart. A huge danger was coming towards him.
As a Taoist-level being, Yan Mo's sense of danger is extremely sensitive. This time when he felt the danger coming, he didn't even think about it. He wanted to move out of his current position as soon as he activated his magic power.
Unfortunately, it was already too late. A sword light, like lightning, came flying from a distance.
This sword light gave Yan Mo no time to react, and it had already penetrated deeply into his body. Fortunately, his body has been tempered by the power of the great avenue. Although it has not yet formed a Dharma body, it is still extremely hard.
"Go to hell!" The palms filled with flames, carrying the billowing fire, angrily slapped the figure fiercely.
But that figure turned into a stream of light in an instant and disappeared before his eyes. It was at this moment that he saw clearly the appearance of the person who sneaked up on him.
It was Fang Ling again, but this Fang Ling was wearing a black Taoist robe. At the same time, Fang Ling, who was standing in front of him, quickly pinched the seal in his hand, and a huge golden pestle flashed towards him. He hit him horizontally.
Vajra!
Why did this seal, which was supposed to belong to the golden-clad Fang Ling, appear on Fang Ling's body? A trace of doubt arose in Yan Mo's heart.
But at this moment, he did not dodge, but swung his other three hands and struck hard at the brilliant golden vajra.
In an instant, the vajra turned into ashes, but Yan Mo's three arms did not change at all.
But at this moment, a huge phantom of the Nine Heavens Thunder Puhua Tianzun had formed in the void. The phantom waved its palm, and a thunder with hidden Dao patterns fell from the sky.
This streak was so fast that it hit Yan Mo's body heavily before Yan Mo could react. For a moment, Yan Mo's whole body became radiant with lightning.
At this time, Yan Mo felt extremely uncomfortable in his body. The pattern on his brow that connected with the avenue had countless cracks under the bombardment of thunder.
When you reach the realm of a Taoist, the most important thing is that besides your own soul, it is the Tao pattern of your body. This pattern runs through the Dao. Not only can you borrow endless mana from the Dao, but it can also nourish your body.
It can be said that a Taoist-level existence would rather have his Nascent Soul injured than have his Taoist marks injured.
This time, because Yan Mo had no time to prepare, the pattern was just a little bit shattered by the thunder.
This thought made Yan Mo feel even more angry. He glared at Fang Ling, his eyes full of fire.
"You are despicable!" After Yan Mo said these words, he stood up and left. But at this moment, three Fang Lings have surrounded him. The golden-clothed Fang Ling has a cold expression and does not speak, but as the seals are pressed one by one, the seals of Nirvana and Nirvana are constantly shrouding Yan Mo's body. .
The Seal of Nirvana was not originally in Yan Mo's eyes. If he was not injured and relied on the protection of the power of the avenue, he could easily turn the Seal of Nirvana into nothingness.
But the Dao pattern in his heart was seriously damaged, and the power he borrowed from the Dao was only one-tenth of what it used to be.
Wanting to resist the Nirvana Seal, there was really a lot to be desired. For a moment, the Nirvana Seal alone made him a little confused.
What's more, the black-clothed Fang Lingyu sent a big hand filled with the power of Xuan Ni, which was constantly bombarding him.
This made Yan Mo Daowen's injuries more and more serious, and also made him unable to use many divine channel techniques.
"Boom!"
Being slapped into the ground by Fang Ling's big black hand again, Yan Mo's eyes were filled with red. If this continues, I mightIf you want to destroy this place and escape, you must escape as quickly as possible.
Although Fang Ling, who was driving the Shangqing Tianlei Sword, did not take action again, Yan Mo felt a huge threat.
"After all, that weird thunder was emitted by Fang Ling's body. If he was hit with such a blow again, he would be completely stunned.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Bloody light rippled out from Yan Mo¡¯s body, and the third eye between his eyebrows turned a blood-red color.
This is a kind of blood red that makes people's hearts tremble. As the blood red becomes more and more dense, it actually condenses into a blood sword one foot long in front of Yan Mo.
Although Fang Ling ignored Yan Mo's words, the bloody sword at this moment made his heart tremble.
Although he didn¡¯t know what the bloody sword was, he could sense something threatening his life from the blood sword.
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