"Now that you have conceded defeat, let your brother out......"

Long Yun had a smile on his face, he didn't expect the two fights to be so simple.

Looking at the believers around with safety, Long Yun waved his hand: "The cage is opened, the gravel bursts out, and you retreat a hundred meters away...... lest the cage be opened, and the stones you have just thrown down will injure yourselves. ”

These believers were slightly stunned, at this moment, Long Yun's words, they no longer believed it as before. From now on, the two great kings of Akhar Kakel will leave, and they will never be allowed to set foot here.

For Long Yun, these believers who were disdainful, repulsed, and even eager to kill Long Yun at first, now dare not have any presumptuousness in front of Long Yun. Directly turned around and left, stepped forward, mighty, and withdrew a hundred meters away.

Ai Haoer stood in place and didn't move, ordinary small stones, even if ordinary people picked up the stones and threw them at themselves, they couldn't hurt themselves. Long Yun retreated backwards, leaving nearly a hundred meters, almost close to the boulder where Zhang Daoran was.

Standing on his feet, Long Yun didn't talk nonsense. Directly close your eyes, and your hands, as before, form a strange sigil. This time it was more complicated, starting from the seal, to now, for more than ten seconds, the mudra still hasn't finished condensing. Ai Haoer was so anxious that he almost cursed.

For every minute of delay, Karkel is in danger. I didn't feel it when there was enough time, and there were less than two minutes left, and as Long Yun said, Kakel was about to be gone.

No matter how anxious Ai Haoer was, Long Yun was not in a hurry or slow, he was still methodical, and he did not speed up the rhythm of the condensing talisman handprint in the slightest.

At this time, Long Yun also had bitterness in his heart and couldn't say it, drawing the ground as a prison was an extremely clever spell, and this kind of clever spell, when used, had extremely harsh requirements for aura. It must be the ninth turn of the Yang God to be able to use it, and the seven turns of the Long Yun Yang God can barely be used, and the price is to exhaust the aura of the whole body.

Long Yun knows how to spell Dao, in Long Yun's opinion, is full of loopholes, and it is not possible to guarantee that Ai Haoer and Karkel can crack it. Therefore, Long Yun was gambling, betting that he would be able to complete the arrangement of painting the ground as a prison.

Fortunately, the painting of the ground was successful, but the aura in the body was empty. After more than twenty minutes of pranayama, only a trace of aura was condensed. And with this trace of aura, Long Yun could barely complete the opening of the old dragon's talisman handprint. This point, Long Yun didn't expect at all, he thought that a trace of aura would be able to open the cage.

Long Yun was also very anxious in his heart, and the steps of the talisman handprint were not much different from drawing the ground as a prison. This kind of step, which is almost the same, is the opposite of the path taken by drawing the ground for a prison. Generally, it takes several years for talented people to be able to understand and master. Long Yun thought that he was gifted and intelligent, and it took him twelve years to learn from ancient books before he fully mastered it.

Mastering is one thing, painting the ground as a prison, Long Yun has also used it before, but casting the painting ground as a prison is divided into several major steps, and it takes a few days to complete.

In order to reflect the strength of his cultivation, Long Yun also directly completed the painting of the ground as a prison, but now he regrets it in his heart: "There are less than two minutes, if you can't open the cage, Kakel will die inside." It doesn't matter if Karkel dies in it, it can't reflect the cultivation of the poor path. ”

Long Yun had the heart to ask Zhang Daoran for advice, but Long Yun also understood that in less than two minutes, except for the reincarnation of immortals, it was impossible for anyone to open the cage. Long Yun's heart became more and more anxious, his heart was anxious, his aura was unsustainable, and the talisman handprint that had just been condensed in his hand dissipated in an instant.

Long Yun's face turned pale, and the blood in his heart and mouth had a reaction of reverse flow: "I almost injured Dao Ji, and the spiritual energy in my body was too badly depleted." ”

"Eastern cultivator, this king has already chosen to admit defeat, why don't you release Karkel out? Are you deliberately delaying time and letting Karkel die inside?"

Ai Hao was furious, and there was less than a minute, and half an hour was up. When the time comes, Kakel will die inside. The soul is scattered, and even if there is a bishop to help him, it will be difficult to come back to life.

Instinctively, he thought that Long Yun was stalling for time, and he deliberately didn't want to open the cage, just wanted Karkel to die inside.

Ai Haoer sneered: "If Kakel dies inside, then in the second game, this king will retract his promise, and this king will not admit defeat!"

Long Yun's eyes narrowed slightly: "Poor Dao has already said that you can't get out of this circle if you enter this circle." And if you can't get out, it means that you have lost. And whether or not Poor Dao can save Kakel is Poor Dao's own business. It is the duty of the poor to save him, and it is ...... duty not to save him."

Ai Haoer's heart froze, but his face was disapproving: "This king doesn't care about this, Kakel can't get out of this circle alive, and this king won't admit defeat......"

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion fell from the sky. It's like countless mountains, densely arranged and falling from the sky. It's like the sky is completely collapsing, and the terrifying coercion is like countless illusions, hitting people's hearts and leaving the brain blank.

"Puff ......"

The refugees a hundred meters away, Long Yun, who was standing not far from Zhang Daoran, and the three other high priests of Kakel, all had weak knees, and were forced to kneel to the ground by a terrifying force. The terrifying coercion on his body was still getting stronger and stronger, kneeling on the ground, supporting the ground with both hands, and finally couldn't support it, and lay on the ground......

"If there is no faith in words and deeds, his heart can be punished. If there is no justice in the heart, how can we fulfill our promises?"

A faint voice came, as if the gods were speaking in their hearts. I can't hear it with my ears, but in my mind, in my heart, there is such a sentence.

Ai Haoer forcibly endured the terrifying pressure on his body, and his heart was full ......of horror: "Who is this? Even the bishop could hardly raise his head under the pressure of this terrifying......"

"Real people!"

Compared to Ai Haoer, Long Yun had a trace of excitement and excitement on his pale face. Zhang Daoran, at this time, chose to make a move!

"Real people?"

A figure appeared in Aikhor's mind, a young and terrifying face, sitting on a boulder.

"Could it be him?"

Ai Haoer's heart was filled with turmoil: "Who is that young man?"

From the beginning, Long Yun was very respectful to this young man, thinking that he was just a noble status, but he didn't expect that he would be such a terrifying powerhouse!

"I know it's wrong, I will keep my promise, fulfill my bet, and never have two hearts. At this moment, Ai Haoer did not have the slightest resistance in his heart, and endless hope welled up in his heart: "Please save my brother from a real person...... I am willing to be a cow and a horse to repay your kindness!"

"Alas......"

The coercion of terror slowly dissipated.

A sigh is like shaking the soul, making people feel trembling.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and the poor way will not take your life, after your brother comes out, leave here......"

Zhang Daoran was still sitting on the boulder, his voice indifferent and full of coercion. Long Yun, who was beside Zhang Daoran, felt Zhang Daoran's terrifying strength most directly. Hearing Zhang Daoran's words, Long Yun's face changed: "Real ......"

In a hurry, Long Yun didn't know how to explain it. Painting the ground as a prison is an extremely profound Taoism, and without the accumulation of time and long-term enlightenment, it cannot be opened at all.

was in a hurry, Zhang Daoran's voice came: "Don't worry, Poor Dao knows how to open it......"

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