Mental power, deprivation.

This is Yuan Jing's killer weapon against Yan Tao.

The tiger has lost its claws and fangs, and no matter how strong it is, it is just a cat.

Yan Tao is in the chains of the Dao.

The pitch-black light shrouded him, and the reflection of the young man's white clothes was a little gray.

Even with it, Yan Tao's handsome and bewitching face was reflected in pitch black.

Her speed is getting slower.

The spiritual power in the body is draining at an unprecedented rate.

On her temples, it was as if countless needles were piercing her.

The pain was almost insane.

Yan Tao's eyebrows are as cold as winter frost and snow.

She suddenly stood still, no longer dodging, and stood coldly in place.

Let the countless chains swing around her, slowly approaching, approaching again.

Yan Tao's enchanting and narrow peach blossom eyes were full of calm and coldness, and they faintly fell on the face of the black-clothed man opposite.

The eyes are facing each other.

The man in black felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

There was a chill under the soles of his feet.

It was as if he met the eyes of an ancient beast that had been truly provoked.

The young man's eyes were clear and cold, without any emotion.

But the deep cold makes people scared and panicked.

The man in black panicked inexplicably.

Immediately shouted at birth: "Lock him up!" ”

When the fifteen people around heard this, they immediately acted as instructed.

16 black chains, one after the other.

All locked on the boy.

The bracelet was too wide and too thick.

The 16 chains almost completely wrapped Yan Tao's entire body.

Yan Tao stood in place, but his body trembled involuntarily.

In my mind, the pain of my mental power being stripped away makes people almost crazy.

Beads of sweat like soybeans fell from Yan Tao's forehead and smashed straight onto the cold black chains.

It's just, it hurts again.

On Yan Tao's handsome face, there was no pain, but his face became more and more pale.

She lifted her hands through the cracks through the black chains.

The slender fingers kept stamping, layer after layer, one after the other.

The white fingers almost left an afterimage in the air, as fast as lightning, making people dizzy.

In front of Yan Tao, the pale golden light became more and more dazzling.

She was locked in 16 chains, her eyes lowered slightly, and she didn't look at anyone again.

Only two hands can still move.

Only two hands are constantly forming virtual seals in mid-air.

Her thin lips moved slightly, and she spat out a string of scripture chanting that others couldn't understand.

An invisible wind rose from the soles of her feet.

A fierce wind blew through his body, blowing the boy's black hair messily and wildly.

And in the wind, the eyebrows and eyes became more and more sharp and cold.

In the empty and messy main control room, the 16 people who had already trapped Yan Tao, and the joy that welled up in their hearts had not completely dispersed, and they inexplicably felt an extremely powerful wind suddenly erupting from the opposite side.

The wind was so strong that they could barely open their eyes.

Yuan Jing stood in the corner, and he also raised his arm to block the wind blowing towards him.

Just now, the fake Yan Tao, who had always been nesting in the corner as a spectator, also raised his eyes in surprise.

How can it be?

Yan Tao's spirit has been completely suppressed.

He could see it.

So, where can she still release such a powerful spiritual power at this moment?

Moreover, in the process of mental power deprivation, the more mental power is released, the faster the speed of deprivation.

People will only suffer more.

ABC