25 What Did You Do?

In fact, the moment he saw the female cultivator, Ye Yong felt something was wrong. When he heard her say that she had been attacked by a spiritual beast, he was completely convinced that there was something wrong with this woman.

First of all, the rip in her clothes was too flat, deliberately exposing her flesh to attract people's attention. The most important thing was that there were no scratches at all. It was obviously scratched by herself with a sword.

Then the subtle charm in her eyes was undoubtedly from someone who had practiced the art of charm. He was worried that his cultivation would not be able to charm Ye Yong, so he changed to adding subtle personal charm instead of directly using mind control.

In the end, it was too quiet along the way, and there were no obvious signs of fighting around.

This little trick is okay to deceive young men from aristocratic families who have never experienced the dangers of society. But do you want to deceive Ye Yong, who has read a lot of novels and has a 'rich' life experience? Do not make jokes.

From the activation of the magic circle to being surrounded, Ye Yong looked calm throughout the whole process, which surprised the 14 monks.

"You are still calm under such circumstances. Should I say you are pretending to be good or are you really brave? Master Ye." The leader sneered and took out a knife and made several gestures in an attempt to put mental pressure on Ye Yong. .

Ye Yong smiled: "So, everyone?"

"I wonder if Master Ye has ever heard of the Blood Flame Sect?"

"I've never heard of it, it must be a rubbish sect."

Veins appeared on the opponent's head: "Although our Blood Flame Sect is not as famous as those Great Demon Sects, at any rate..."

"Just tell me why you're here, don't beep."

There was obvious anger in the other party's eyes: "Since Master Ye likes to get straight to the point, I won't talk nonsense. Two options, one, die here. Two, join us."

"..." Despite the lack of expression on Ye Yong's face, in fact he was so excited that he almost screamed.

After a month of taking medicine, he was completely bored. In addition to being in trouble for more than four months now, except for being troubled by the spirited boy Ye Mao, whether it was in the family, the sect, or outside, he even acted as a sidekick. None of the little gangsters wanted to mess with him.

Who doesn’t like the show-off and slap-in-the-face session? The problem is that there has never been a chance.

If he hadn't been afraid of scaring the other party by appearing too happy, Ye Yong would have danced and fired a salute on the spot to celebrate that he was finally in trouble.

"Young Master Ye had better think clearly, you only live once." In order to oppress Ye Yong and increase the psychological pressure, the other party emphasized: "I advise you not to resist needlessly. In the magic circle, you cannot use spiritual power; the sword Your mind is blocked and has no impact on us; you cannot use the emergency teleportation stone sent by Tianluo Sect, and the same is true for the sound transmission stone. You are already our turtle in the urn, isolated and helpless."

"That's it." Ye Yong took a fan and tapped his chin: "You must have special poison or a magical weapon to control people, right?"

"Master Ye is a smart man. I believe you will make the right choice." Several monks pointed their weapons at Ye Yong, and one of them took out a medicine bottle.

The meaning is very clear, choose one, they will launch an attack and kill Ye Yong. Choose two, give the medicine bottle to Ye Yong, Ye Yong takes the special elixir inside and joins their magic sect.

"Before choosing, let me ask a question first." Ye Yong looked around at the young monks: "Why did you join the Demon Sect? Logically speaking, the Demon Sect is not only unpopular with the world, but also has fierce internal competition. You are so young. , why go all the way in the dark?”

"You can't help yourself when you are in the world. Master Ye, don't try to instigate our loyalty to the sect."

"Then let me guess. Some of you are orphans and were adopted by the sect since childhood. Some of you have been poisoned by special poisons and must rely on the sect's antidote to survive..."

One of the leaders was a little impatient: "Master Ye, stop wasting each other's time and make your choice quickly!"

Ye Yong smiled slightly: "I have made my choice, it is your turn."

"What's the meaning?"

"Didn't you find that the spiritual power in your body seems to be unable to be mobilized?"

Hearing this, the Demon Sect monk really felt this way. He looked down and saw a magic circle under his feet. It extended from Ye Yong's side, but on his side, a vacuum circle was formed with him as the center. .

To put it simply, the magic circle expanded for some unknown reason and directly wrapped them in. However, there was a vacancy in Ye Yongna, and he was out of the influence.

"Impossible!" The three crystallization monks quickly took out the equipment to control the magic circle and tried to take it back. As a result, the magic circle completely lost control.

"What on earth did you do!?" The demon monks were shocked. This was a treasure given to them by the elders. It had multiple fourth-level magic circles and could trap even the Nascent Soul.

"It's just a French matrix adjustment, no need to make a fuss."

"Yes, but these are all level four formations..." The Demon Sect monk is no longer as calm as before. Originally, Ye Yong was the turtle in the urn, they surrounded Ye Yong, but now the situation suddenly reversed, and they were surrounded by Ye Yong alone.

Some people tried to break out of the magic circle, but were bounced back hard by the magic circle. They were not in hallucinations, everything was real.

"How could you possibly know the formation!? A fourth-level formation master!? No, you can definitely take control of it in such a short period of time without attracting our attention. You must be a fifth-level formation master!"

"No, it's barely level four." Feeling the shock and panic in the other person's eyes, Ye Yong felt the joy of a little pretense. It's a pity that there is no one around, no worship and praise, otherwise I could be happier.

"Master Ye, actually I was forced. I don't like the Blood Flame Sect at all, please let me go." The only female cultivator knelt down in front of the magic circle, squeezed her breasts and raised her eyebrows: "I am willing Anything for you.”

"You are not a magic saint, and you are not pretty enough. Go away." Ye Yong naturally saw the dagger hidden under the sleeve of the female cultivator. If he fell into the beauty trap and let her come, she would definitely do it. sneak attack.

The female cultivator's eyes flashed with shame and anger, but now she couldn't use her spiritual power, so she couldn't use her Charming Skill, and attacking the magic circle with weapons wouldn't have the slightest effect. Even if she had spiritual power, the fourth-level magic circle was not their little building. The base and crystal can be broken through by force.

What went wrong? Why does a sure-fire action turn into this? When did Ye Yong gain the title of formation genius again?

"Everyone, you know the rules." Seeing that there was no hope of resistance, Jing Jing immediately asked his companions to commit suicide.

Now committing suicide can at least lead to a happy death, but if caught by the decent people, they will definitely be tortured to extract confessions, and in the end they will still not be able to escape the end of death.

Just when they were about to commit suicide, they suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, and then it seemed as if the strength in their bodies had been drained away.

"How could..." The weapon clattered to the ground, and all the Demon Sect monks collapsed.

"Otherwise, why would I talk so much nonsense to you? I don't want to capture you alive," Ye Yong lifted the magic circle and bought more than 10 spiritual ropes in the system store. With a thought, the spiritual ropes flew out on their own, killing the Demon Sect monks. "But you guys are not professional enough. Professionals usually hide poison packets in their mouths and bite them open immediately if they can't escape."

"Ye Yong... you have to die a good death..." Those who built the foundation were unconscious, and the three crystals stubbornly raised their heads and stared at him fiercely.

"I'm not a dog licker."

"?" I was very confused as to why Ye Yong would answer this, and the crystals fainted in the next second.