Meng Yun wore camouflage pants, which didn't fit well with the surrounding environment, but he was helpless, and his pants were burned off by the fire python, and then they became like this.

Fortunately, he had an aura by his side, otherwise he would have to freeze to death, "What can I do?"

"As far as I know, the ancient witch clan has a kind of blood pact spell seal, through which the caster can sacrifice his life to the recipient," the turtle master was wrapped in his tattered camouflage uniform, and his head was comically exposed.

"This spell sounds very vicious, who would be so lacking in heart?" Meng Yun raised his eyebrows and said, giving his life to others, this person is either very conscious, or he is lacking in heart.

"It's not a spell, the Blood Pact Spell Seal is witchcraft," the Turtle Master coughed dryly twice and continued, "According to legend, the ancient witch clan, when the great witch is approaching his lifespan, he will summon the young wizards in the clan to cast the blood pact spell mark to continue his life. ”

"It's too selfish, isn't it?" Meng Yun disagreed with this approach, which was like killing chickens and taking eggs and destroying his future.

"This is one of the main reasons for the disappearance of the Wu Clan," the turtle master nodded.

"In that case, what are you still doing in a daze, go and save and get on your way quickly," Meng Yun said impatiently.

"This and this, I will curse the seal, but I can't share my life," the turtle master rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"Uncle, you have been grinding for a long time, and you dare to fight my idea," Meng Yun raised his foot and kicked at the turtle master, and directly kicked the turtle master to the ground.

"Can you," the turtle master got up and ran back.

"No, don't even think about it," Meng Yun turned around and raised his legs and left, he didn't know much about practicing qi spells, but it didn't mean that he was a fool, for no reason, not for relatives, for the benefit of oneself and others, who would do it if it was something that should be a demon?

"Don't think about it anymore," Master Turtle was stunned and caught up again.

"Don't do it, does this guy's life and death have anything to do with me?" Meng Yun waved his hand and didn't turn around, this nonsense witchcraft is pure self-harm.

"Ahem, don't you have anything else to do?" "The turtle master still didn't give up after following his ass, "Save this guy, you can have multiple dragons as helpers, and no one will be able to stop you at that time, think about it?"

"Didn't this guy fail?" Meng Yun turned around and frowned when he heard this, he still thought that the Black Dragon Tribulation had failed.

"Ouch," Master Turtle didn't brake the car and hit his heel, "to be alive proves that he didn't fail." ”

At this moment, Meng Yun thought of the monster with the head of a wolf head, "Can it beat the barbarian gods?"

"Of course you can," the turtle chick nodded as if pecking rice.

Meng Yun hesitated for a moment and then said, "What exactly does it cost me to perform this technique?"

"How many years of life," the turtle master's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"How many years will you live?" Meng Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Ten years or so is enough, and when the time comes, I will remind you that it will be okay to stop in time," said Master Turtle.

"Ten years, how many years can a person live, how many years can a person live, no work, no work," Meng Yun said nothing, ten years is one-fifth of his future life.

"Hey, wait a minute, it's actually not that exaggerated," the turtle master stepped forward to stop him, "Let's put it this way, even if you don't practice qi in the future, it is possible to live two hundred years old." ”

"Is it really fake? Could it be that I deliberately said this to make me lose my life?" Meng Yun said with some suspicion, he didn't understand what the turtle master thought, this black dragon looked horizontally and vertically, and it didn't look like a turtle.

"One hundred and fifty years old is definitely no problem," the turtle master scratched his head and said again.

"Let me think about it first," Meng Yun hesitated a little when he heard this.

Frankly speaking, he doesn't want to do this kind of thing, it's a thankless job, the black dragon belongs to the demon clan, and after saving it, it is the demon clan that fuels it, and the other races are going to be unlucky.

According to the turtle master, this beast has gone beyond the scope of mortal things, and if it causes disaster to the world in the future, I am afraid that no one will be able to cure it, and this is not the result he wants to see.

This world has nothing to do with him, but because it has nothing to do with it, he can't care about the life and death of the people here, and Qingyi and Wizard Qi definitely don't want to see that kind of result.

But then again, the Turtle Master has saved him and helped him many times, if it is really like what the Turtle Master said, it will not hurt his life, and he has no reason not to repay the Turtle Master's favor.

Of course, the most important thing is that the black dragon can beat the barbarian gods, and the monster with the wolf's head and human body almost killed him last time, maybe he will need the help of the black dragon in the future, but then again, the black dragon should not listen to him.

In the final analysis, whether the balance between the two can be struck is still in the turtle master, it depends on whether it can control this beast, otherwise it still can't take risks.

After thinking of this, Meng Yun stretched out two fingers, "Two conditions." ”

"Let's hear it," Master Turtle said excitedly.

"First, save it, but you must promise to control it, otherwise I can't promise you," Meng Yun said as he glanced at the seriously injured and dying black dragon.

"Don't worry about this, this guy will go to the Demon Domain after his injuries are healed," the turtle master nodded and said.

"Demon Domain?" Meng Yun was stunned for a moment, and then spoke again, "That's fine, just go." ”

According to his thoughts, he still wanted to use the black dragon's strong cultivation to provide absolute protection for his trip, but it seemed that it could not be realized.

"Second?" asked the turtle master.

"No," Meng Yun thought for a moment and waved his hand and smiled, "After this is done, I don't owe you anything." ”

"Not only do you owe it, but the entire demon clan owes you," the turtle master narrowed his eyes and said.

"That's not necessary, I don't want to have anything to do with the demon clan or any other clan," Meng Yun raised his hand and rejected the turtle master's kindness.

In the past, the turtle master was all about himself and hung high, but today it is abnormal.

"That's fine, I promise it's tight-lipped," Master Turtle readily agreed.

Meng Yun nodded when he heard this, and after confirming that nothing was missed, "Now you can teach me the spell seal." ”

"That's all there is to it?" said Master Turtle with some astonishment.

"There's another question," Meng Yun said with a malicious smile.

"You say," the turtle master looked at him suspiciously.

"Until now, I don't know your details," Meng Yun said with a wicked smile on his face, he didn't want to mention this matter again, but the turtle master gave him a chance just now, and he seized the opportunity to ask, this is still learned from the turtle master.

"If you answer this question, you have to owe me a favor again," Master Turtle also said with a wicked smile.

"When I didn't ask," Meng Yun waved his hand and put away his smile, secretly scolding the old fox in a turtle shell in his heart......

As the name suggests, the blood contract spell seal is a kind of evil magic that relies on blood, and the caster sacrifices his life to the other party, to put it bluntly, he takes his own blood bar to make up for the other party's blood bar, and if the caster is unwilling, no one can force it.

The blood contract refers to a kind of pattern, to be precise, a complex pattern, if the complexity is comparable to the ghost painting talisman, it is dazzling, but these patterns need blood and aura to become a real sacrificial spell seal, otherwise it is a simple ghost painting talisman, which can be seen and cannot be used.

"Don't use aura until you're sure," Master Turtle couldn't help but remind him when he was practicing.

"Let's get started," Meng Yun got up and nodded.

After more than ten minutes of effort, the ground had been painted with blood pact patterns by him.

The blood pact pattern seems complicated, but there are still rules to follow, and the most difficult thing is that you can't stop at the beginning, and you need to do it in one go.

"That's remembered?" said the Turtle Master with some skepticism.

"It's indeed a bit complicated, but there are rules to follow," Meng Yun turned around and walked towards the black dragon after speaking, shorthand is a daily training subject for special forces.

Frankly speaking, what really worries him is the Blood Pact Spell Seal itself, this thing is really a bit evil, and if you are not careful in the process, you will be in danger of dying.

"It can't be interrupted in one go," said the turtle master as he stuffed the dragon ball into the black dragon's mouth.

"I've said it several times," Meng Yun stood in front of the black dragon, raising his hand and biting the tip of his index finger.

Without saying anything, he began to control the qi to his fingertips, but it should be noted that the blood contract must fall on the part of the heavenly spirit, that is, the position on the forehead of the skull, according to the turtle master, this place is the closest place to the soul of life, and other creatures are no exception.

The process of delineating the blood contract was very smooth, and there were no accidents, and the moment the blood contract was completed, it immediately burst into blood.

The blood-red light instantly rose, enveloping him and the black dragon, and the blood pact spell seal was also enlarged, and at the same time, a terrifying force pulled him.

This feeling was indescribably weird, and there was a force that desperately pulled him, trying to pull him into the black dragon's body.

This reminded him of the first time he trained in the youth team, when he was training high and low for the first time, and the weightlessness at high altitude gave people the illusion that their souls were out of the body.

The feeling caused by the Blood Pact Spell was far more exciting than skydiving, leaving him without any resistance at all.

At this moment, Master Turtle shouted at him beside him, "Bastard boy, stop-"

The Blood Pact Spell Seal is too domineering, frantically draining his life, Meng Yun can hear the Turtle Master calling him, but he can't respond, this power doesn't give him a chance at all, and it becomes extremely difficult to even open his mouth,

Just when he had nothing to do, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes and directly whipped him away.

"Plop—"

At this moment, the sound of falling water was heard in his ears, and the cold water stimulated his nerves.

Meng Yun reacted at this time, quickly paddled to the shore, and looked up on the shore and was directly stunned.

In his eyes, the body of the black dragon had disappeared, and beside the turtle master, there was a young man in a black robe, handsome and indifferent.

At the moment when he came ashore, the turtle master and the black-robed young man turned their heads at the same time, "It's this kid who ...... twice."

The icy cold wind blew, Meng Yun shook violently, and suddenly felt that his legs and feet were a little floating, and then he planted directly on the ground.

The consumption of spiritual energy was too much, causing him to lose his ability to resist the cold, and he could only curl up on the ground, shivering.

At this moment, the turtle master and the black-robed young man hurriedly came over and helped him up, "How are you, bastard?"

Meng Yun raised his head and cried with a sad face, and said to the turtle master, "Uncle, I made you miserable." ”

"Don't worry, bastard, isn't it seventy years of life, we'll find a way to get it back for you," Master Turtle patted him on the shoulder and said generously.

"Seventy?"

Meng Yun's eyes widened, and then he felt a little black in front of him, his brain was seriously insufficient, and his kneeling knees lost sensation.

At the same time, the turtle master stuffed the warm beads in a panic, "Bastard, you have made a great contribution to the dragon clan, but you have to hold on." ”

Meng Yun looked at Nuan Zhu in a daze, and then looked up at the turtle master, the two lips squirmed for a long time and didn't speak, and the seventy years of life were gone.