Chapter 1739

Now the two of them were face to face. Dong Xianzhi pointed to the tea on the table and said, "The tea was freshly brewed. Don't waste good tea leaves. Have a taste."

Not only did he ask Gu Chen to sit with him, he even invited him to tea. If Shao Heyang was here, he would definitely be dumbfounded.

Gu Chen was also surprised. Why was Dong Xianzhi suddenly so polite to him? Could it be that he sensed something?

Just as the thought arose in Gu Chen's mind, he felt that something was wrong. Dong Xianzhi's gaze was clearly not polite at all.

"What, don't want to drink?" Dong Xianzhi saw that Gu Chen didn't react for a moment and said calmly again.

Gu Chen came back to his senses. He wasn't afraid that Dong Xianzhi would poison the tea. He raised the teacup and was about to drink.

Suddenly, his hand holding the teacup froze. An inexplicable chill appeared behind him!

With the appearance of this chill, he felt like his body was enveloped by an unknown power. A devilish whisper echoed in his ears.

"Come forward."

"Sit."

"Drink."

An invisible power descended and wrapped around every inch of Gu Chen's skin. It seemed to replace his consciousness and control his actions!

Gu Chen's pupils suddenly shrank. The Dong Xianzhi in front of him suddenly seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and he saw that an illusory ghost hand had appeared on his arm that was holding the teacup. It was in the form of smoke and it was sticking to and wrapping around his arm!

Hiss ~ ~ ~

A faint exhalation sound came from behind him. Gu Chen, whose body had stiffened, turned his head with great difficulty. He saw a strange demon god!

This demon god had a sharp horn on its head and a fierce face. Its long tongue stuck out and licked the back of his head.

The demon god's body was like smoke, constantly floating and merging into Gu Chen's body.

And that devilish whisper also came from it. Every word it said seemed to have an irresistible charm. It was as if it was the supreme law of heaven and earth, forcing Gu Chen to act according to its will!

"Against a mere brat like this, he actually made me use the Minor Spiritual Word Technique. That Crow Daoist is being far too cautious."

Dong Xianzhi sat on the chair and drank his tea. He saw Gu Chen's body stiffen and his eyes lose focus. He had a matter-of-fact expression on his face as he calmly muttered to himself.

The Minor Incantation of Spirit was an absolute art of the sect that the Luo Sect's prophet had to master. It was one of the Three Thousand Minor Arts.

The power of this Dao technique was that it used words to drive the power of the Dao. When cultivated to a high level, a single word could change the color of the heavens and earth, and a single word could cause a person to stretch their neck and commit suicide!

Words alone could kill, let alone manipulating and manipulating others.

Dong Xianzhi had just given three orders. The first was to come forward, the second was to sit down, and the third was to drink tea. When Gu Chen did as he was told, the power of the Minor Incantation was activated.

In fact, it was not so troublesome to activate the Minor Spiritual Art of Word. However, such a prerequisite would increase the power of the dao technique to an unprecedented degree!

The three orders were three prerequisites. When a person followed all of them, even if he had unintentionally fallen into a trap, the Minor Spiritual Art of Word would be fully activated. The binding power it possessed was far greater than normal!

Under such a binding power, even if one's cultivation was higher than Dong Xianzhi's by a realm, one would not be able to resist his orders and could only obey his every word!

Logically speaking, to deal with such a disciple, there was no need to set up a verbal trap. However, Dong Xianzhi liked the feeling of absolute control. He would not miss out on the Minor Spiritual Art of Word that could allow one to be in the most perfect state.

At this moment, Gu Chen had already completed the first two orders. As long as he drank this cup of tea, it would form an absolute binding power, and he would no longer be able to resist any of Dong Xianzhi's orders.

At this juncture, Gu Chen's hand that was holding the teacup suddenly paused. It was a little strange, but Dong Xianzhi did not suspect anything.

Some people were weaker and did not need to fulfill the three prerequisites to be completely under the spell. In his view, Gu Chen was in such a state.

"Tell me about your background."

Dong Xianzhi felt that it was about time and asked casually.

As he asked this question, Gu Chen, who was under the shroud of the demon, suddenly felt the binding power around him strengthen!

"Tell me about your background …."

The demon behind Gu Chen murmured. Its long tongue licked his hair, and its words had an invisible magical power that affected his thoughts and strengthened the spirits around him. It was a strong pressure on his body!

This pressure was too strong, and Gu Chen could not react at all. He did not expect to be hit by such a dao technique just by sitting down and drinking tea!

Therefore, an accident happened. Under the strong pressure, the Tyrant's Blood in Gu Chen's body instinctively started to boil!

As the Glorious Ancient Overlord Body, how could he allow an unknown demon to be arrogant and domineering in front of him, and even try to control him?

Boom!

A golden light suddenly burst out from Gu Chen's body. This golden light could only be seen by Dong Xianzhi, who was casting the spell. The teacup in his hand suddenly exploded and turned into dust!

A terrifying inborn domineering aura only slightly leaked out, and the demon that shrouded Gu Chen let out a scream and completely turned into smoke!

Gu Chen returned to reality, and his body regained its mobility. He still had a lingering fear in his heart!

"Courting death!"

His eyes turned cold, and one hand reached out and pressed on Dong Xianzhi's head. He stood up and lifted Dong Xianzhi up as well!

Dong Xianzhi groaned, and his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth were bleeding at the same time. He did not resist at all.

He had set three prerequisites for the Minor Word of Spirit Art. Once the spell was successfully cast, its power would naturally increase greatly. However, there was also a drawback: once the spell failed, he would suffer a serious backlash!

This was the congenital weakness of the Minor Word of Spirit Art. After all, it was an incomplete dao technique that was enlightened from the Great Prophecy Art.

In fact, he had never thought of such a backlash. Because if the three prerequisites were met, the binding power would be too terrifying. Not many people could resist it, unless their cultivation was far above his.

And if their cultivation was far above his, he would not even seek death by casting spells on them. Today, he had failed miserably in an easy task!

Before Dong Xianzhi understood what had happened, the Minor Word of Spirit Art had been broken by the instinct of the Glorious Ancient Overlord Body, and he fell into the hands of Gu Chen!

He was bleeding from his seven orifices. At this moment, his brain was in chaos due to the backlash, and he had lost all his abilities!

"This person can't be left alive. I have to kill him."

Gu Chen pressed on Dong Xianzhi's head, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

He did not expect that the other party would suddenly attack, nor did he expect that the other party's Dao technique would be so powerful. It directly alarmed his body's instinct, causing his Overlord Body to be exposed.

Before he decided what to do in the Dao World, he could not easily expose his identity. Therefore, since Dong Xianzhi knew, he had to die!

At this moment, Gu Chen did not care about the consequences of killing Dong Xianzhi. In his opinion, no consequences would be more serious than the consequences of his constitution being exposed.

Gu Chen's eyes were cold, and he was about to crush Dong Xianzhi's head. Suddenly, under the moonlight, the strong feeling of being spied on in the Eight Trigrams came again without warning!

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