Leas was indeed a little scared when he looked at the royal servant who had recovered.

Fortunately, I was lucky and cautious enough, so there was no unexpected situation.

Ji Yan's futility was completely expected. After all, he just tried it casually.

There seem to be several ways to try in my memory. Should I try it?

Leas was a little hesitant, after all, every method had damn side effects.

"Yevre, I plan to try the last effect of the sacrificial words. It will definitely hurt more than just now. Do you want to try it? The only thing I can guarantee is that I will definitely not be in danger of life."

When Jevre heard the master's words, his body trembled involuntarily for a few times.

He looked down at the strange light that was still firmly locking his heart. He looked up at Leas, who was expecting, and bit his teeth and made a heart move, and a passage popped up.

"A master with great knowledge, just let it go. If you can't bear it even if you are a little too big, you can just bear it."

"Young guy is ready, you can start! Time is really tight, so you don't dare to waste your time to relax. Come on!"

Jevre looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, so he simply collapsed on the ground.

Even the fine sand on the leather armor was not cleaned up, and I was nervous and quietly waiting for the next side effects to arrive.

"Hey! Let it go. If something is wrong, I will stop Ji Yan in time. Hold on, I'm going to start."

Another complicated and strange sacrifice was sung by Leas.

A thick dark black mist gas, as strong as ink, suddenly emerged from the air, wrapping Jevre's chest.

The mist-like gas kept rolling and shaking, as if it was fighting a unique battle with the strange light.

The strange light was actually flickering, flickering light and dark, as if it was really affected by the foggy gas.

The mist gas and strange light entangle each other and influence each other.

And what about the poor Jevre? What terrible things are happening to?

Jevre was lying on the ground, and at first he felt a little breathless when the mist gas hit, like a big rock pressing on his chest.

Suddenly, with the violent movement of the mist gas, Jevre felt that he was being peeled by countless small knives, like torture cut into pieces, or like a big fish with scales scratched.

Jevre couldn't help but scream, surpassing the pain experience that Wanxin had before, and completely defeating his thoughts of being pretty good.

Jevre, who was rolling around, screamed loudly in pain that was even more severe than sprinkling a lot of sea salt on his wound.

"It hurts so much! It hurts so much that I can't bear it. I want to kill a few evil demons directly! Master, you can speed up the speed a little, but I'm afraid that I won't last long, so that all my previous efforts will be wasted. It's really painful!"

"Yevre, you must hold on this time. The Netherworld Death Mist is in effect. If you bear it for a while, the Netherworld Death Mist will definitely seal the strange light completely."

As soon as the words fell, it was like a slap in the face. The fog of the Netherworld and the strange light that was entangled together disappeared, and it seemed that it was in a stalemate.

There was no rolling, no flashing, the only change came from the words of Jevre.

"Huh! Why did it suddenly stop hurting, but my chest is still a little stuffy. The magical master, is it your sacrificial words that have taken effect completely?"

"It's really amazing. I tried it twice and solved this ghost thing that left the little one completely helpless."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jevre, sweating profusely got up slowly and was very grateful to have quickly escaped the pain experience.

But when he looked down and saw the deep black gas that was shrinking to the size of a palm on his chest, and the strange light that still existed, he was immediately confused.

"What's going on? Why are you still on the little one's chest? With a knowledgeable master, can you tell me what's going on with the little one now?"

"Hey! It's all because I'm not strong enough mental power. The power of the Netherworld Death Mist cannot be fully exerted, and it is completely in a stalemate with this strange light."

"But look, is the light a lot dimmed? It's obvious that the Netherworld Death Mist has indeed worked, but it just cannot be completely suppressed."

"When I work harder, I will try to seal it firmly and reduce its locking effect."

Leas is actually really helpless about his powerlessness.

Compared with the vague heyday in memory, the poor mental power that is now almost all the time has to be careful, otherwise you will easily fall into a difficult situation of not spending enough money.

In order to avoid being easily caught up by the evil demons, I have to waste the little mental power I have left. It is really sad!

Jevre opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. He could only look at Leas, silently waiting for his follow-up actions and the severe pain that might invade again.

Leas chanted another sacrifice related to the Netherworld Death Fog, and Jevre was ready to go all out.

The Netherworld Death Mist rolled violently, and the color also changed from dark black to terrifying black and red, like an unfathomable mouth, which wanted to swallow the strange light in one bite.

And the strange light, which was a little powerless, was still struggling desperately, unwilling to die.

The stalemate is finally about to be broken.

Jevre stared at the fog of death in the underworld and strange light fighting in his chest, but there was no pain coming, which surprised him.

However, it is a good thing to be able to stop the pain from dying.

If you can't figure it out, just forget it, but I haven't really understood a few things anyway.

It is not my fault to be ignorant. If you want to blame me, I will be born in this remote Guluo tribe. It is already difficult to live hard all the time to think about things other than survival.

The strange light suddenly surged, as if it was about to fight back.

Unfortunately, under the full chanting of Leas, the fog of death in the underworld was so powerful that the terrifying and powerful suppressed the strange light, leaving only a ball of mung beans the size of a mung bean.

Seeing success in sight, Jevre and Leas couldn't help but be overjoyed and showed excited smiles.

"The mysterious master, if you add another move, you should be able to completely expel this ghost. The small one can also completely get rid of the tracking of the inferior demon captain and retreat with a safe and strategic retreat."

At this moment, Jevre seemed to recall all the things that happened after meeting Leaz, and couldn't help feeling.

"The little one is really ashamed. Since becoming your royal servant, he has not really helped you once and has been dragging you down."

"After successfully breaking away from the tracking of the evil deeds, Xiaode must calm down and reflect on it."

"I'll talk about what happened in the future. I'll have to completely seal this ghost thing before talking about other things."

Leas, who had no time to waste the opportunity to completely suppress, stared at the Netherworld Death Mist, and did not bother to talk to the servant who was talking nonsense.

The strange light as big as a mung bean kept flashing, as if it was trying its best to resist, unwilling to fail.
Chapter completed!