The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1512
Mental power, deprivation.

This is Yuan Jing's trump card against Yan Tao.

A tiger has lost its claws and fangs, no matter how powerful it is, it is still just a cat.

Yan Tao was in chains and chains.

The pitch-black light shrouded him, and a little bit of gloom was reflected on the young man's white clothes.

In addition, Yan Tao's handsome and coquettish face was reflected in pitch black.

Her speed is getting slower and slower.

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

On the temple, it seemed that countless needles were stabbing at her.

The pain was almost insane.

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

She suddenly stood still, no longer dodged, and stood indifferently on the spot.

Let the countless chains wave around her body, slowly approaching, and approaching again.

Yan Tao's coquettish and narrow peach blossom eyes were full of calmness and coldness, which lightly fell on the face of the man in black opposite him.

Four eyes facing each other.

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

There was even a chill under his feet.

He seemed to meet the eyes of a pair of ancient fierce beasts who were really angered.

The boy's eyes were clearly cold and clear, without any emotion.

But the deep cold makes people frightened and panicked.

The man in black panicked inexplicably.

Immediately shouted loudly: "Lock him!"

When the 15 people around heard the words, they immediately followed the instructions.

16 black chains, one after another.

All locked on the boy.

That bracelet is too wide and thick.

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

Yan Tao stood where he was, but his body trembled involuntarily.

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

Beads of sweat fell from Yan Tao's forehead like soybeans, and hit the cold black chain directly.

It's just that it hurts again.

On Yan Tao's handsome face, there was no trace of pain, but his complexion became paler and paler.

She crossed the black chain with her hands and slowly raised it from the gap.

The slender fingers kept making prints, one layer after another, one after another.

That white finger almost left afterimages 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, lowered her eyes slightly, and didn't look at anyone again.

Only two hands can move.

Only two hands are constantly forming imprints in mid-air.

Her thin lips moved slightly, and she spit out a series of scripture chants that others could not understand.

An invisible wind rose from the bottom of her feet.

A fierce gust of wind blew around his body, blowing the boy's black hair wildly.

And in the strong wind, those eyebrows and eyes became sharper and colder.

In the empty and messy main control room, the 16 people who had already trapped Yan Tao, the joy in their hearts had not completely subsided, and inexplicably felt an extremely powerful wind suddenly burst out from the opposite side.

The strong wind almost made them unable to open their eyes.

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

Just now, the fake Yantao who had been sitting in the corner as a spectator raised his eyes in surprise.

How can it be?

Yan Tao's spirit has been completely suppressed.

He can see it.

So, where can she release such a powerful mental power at this moment?
Moreover, in the process of mental power deprivation, the more mental power is released, the faster the deprivation will be.

People will only suffer more.

(End of this chapter)