Chapter 449

"Slave Seal?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard Zhu Xian Jian's words, and he immediately became interested, "How do I do it?"

"It's simple. I'll teach you the formula right now, and you just need to follow the formula."

After Zhu Xian Jian finished speaking, an obscure message flooded into Zhang Yuan's mind, engraved deep into his soul.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuan felt that the Slave Seal skill was like his innate instinct, and he could use it easily with just a thought.

Zhu Xian Jian: "Boy, although the Slave Seal skill is simple, it is still a bit inhumane. Just use it on the enemy, but don't use it on your own people."

"Understood."

Zhang Yuan nodded slightly, then spread out his palm, and a golden word "service" emerged from his palm.

When Yao Daojiao saw the word "servant" appearing on Zhang Yuan's palm, he immediately had a bad feeling in his heart and trembled, "Shang, Shangshen... What skill is this? You are not going to use it on me, are you?"

Zhang Yuan chuckled, "You are quite smart."

After laughing, Zhang Yuan directly hit the slave seal into Yao Daojiao's eyebrows, and the word "servant" was directly engraved into Yao Daojiao's soul, and then it was like a shackle, locking Yao Daojiao's soul tightly.

Once Yao Daojiao had evil intentions or tried to forcibly unlock the slave seal, the slave seal would directly become a death warrant, making him suffer the pain of being unable to live or die.

Then, Zhang Yuan also thought of the only solution to remove Yao Daojiao's slave seal.

In other words, now no one except Zhang Yuan can remove this slave seal.

After the slave mark was planted on Yao Daojiao's soul, he instantly understood the effect of the slave mark. His face was ashen, and he stared at Zhang Yuan, "Zhang Yuan, how can you be so vicious? Do you want to imprison me forever?"

Zhang Yuan: "It's just a necessary measure to prevent you from betraying me. In this copy, if you perform well, I will naturally remove the slave mark for you."

"However, if you have any crooked thoughts..."

At this point, Zhang Yuan tried to activate the slave mark in Yao Daojiao's soul.

An unimaginable pain swept through Yao Daojiao's soul!

"Ahhhh! God! I was wrong! Forgive me! Please forgive me!"

Almost instantly, Yao Daojiao knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, screaming in pain.

Soon, Yao Daojiao banged his head on the ground, wishing he could die!

"So cruel?"

Zhang Yuan was shocked when he saw Yao Daojiao's state, and he stopped immediately.

As the slave seal disappeared, Yao Daojiao lay on the ground like a dead pig, his eyes dull.

Zhu Xian Sword: "Boy, you have seen it now, right? This is just the effect of a little punishment from the slave seal. Once the slave seal is fully effective, it will be ten thousand times more terrifying than it is now."

"It's really not very humane."

Zhang Yuan sighed, and immediately decided to use this thing less in the future, and then shouted to Yao Daojiao: "Jiao."

Yao Daojiao immediately shuddered, and hurriedly prostrated himself to Zhang Yuan, "God, I was wrong! Please don't punish me!"

Zhang Yuan felt a little embarrassed when he saw Yao Daojiao's humble appearance, but at this point, he couldn't take the initiative to break the image he had just established in Yao Daojiao's heart, and said: "Don't worry, as long as you do things sincerely, you can completely pretend that the slave seal does not exist."

"Yes, yes, yes! I will definitely do things sincerely!"

Yao Daojiao nodded repeatedly, and then said: "The secret base of the God's Chosen Club is in the Dongming air-raid shelter. Walker Landon and Fujiwara Ichiro are hiding inside. I I can help the Lord to lead them all out. "

"All the belongings of the Western God King camp in Sakura Country are there. As long as their base is destroyed, the Western God King camp will be eliminated in this copy!"

Zhang Yuan was surprised, "The God's Chosen Club is in the Dongming air-raid shelter?"

Yao Daojiao: "Yes, there is another huge space under the air-raid shelter, and they also have some purpose to gather all the victims in the Dongming air-raid shelter, but I don't know the specific purpose."

"Walker Landon and Fujiwara Ichiro know your strength, so they won't show up easily, but Zhao Xiaohui is an important part of their plan. If she is allowed to break the secret of the God's Chosen Club, it will be easy to lead them out."

Hearing Yao Daojiao's words, Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said: "Okay, I will go to the Dongming air-raid shelter first and follow your plan. If I can lead them out, I will credit you for it."

After that, Zhang Yuan withdrew from the blood-red space and his consciousness returned to his body.

Fujiwara Emi, who was standing by, saw Zhang Yuan open his eyes and asked quickly, "Shen, are you done?"

"The matter of the demon sword is done."

Zhang Yuan nodded slightly and returned the demon sword Muramasa to Fujiwara Emi, "But there are still a few procedures to go through to clear this dungeon.Let's go to the Dongming air-raid shelter. "

After that, Zhang Yuan directly activated the Wings of the Past and teleported Fujiwara Emi back to the Dongming air-raid shelter.

Fujiwara Emi was stunned when she saw Zhang Yuan bringing her back to the Dongming air-raid shelter, "Why are we back here?"

"There is a god living in this sword. You can ask him directly for the specific situation."

Zhang Yuan did not explain too much, and directly entered the shadowless state, and said to Fujiwara Emi: "Zhao Xiaohui, from now on, just pretend that I don't exist, and everything will be done according to the instructions of the demon sword. "

"Oh..."

Fujiwara Emi was still a little confused, but since it was Zhang Yuan's order, she didn't think much about it and looked at the magic sword in her hand.

Soon, the magic sword in her hand lit up and led her to the air-raid shelter.

This air-raid shelter is very large, enough to accommodate millions of disaster victims.

A large number of disaster victims from Dongdu City gathered outside this air-raid shelter, and inside was the temporary command center established by the Sakura government, which was heavily guarded.

Basically, the upper class of Sakura and their families took refuge in this so-called "temporary command center".

What if the ghost clan If they break in, the disaster victims outside can serve as a temporary buffer zone, giving them time to escape.

As a lady of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Emi can naturally enter the temporary command center.

However, when Fujiwara Emi entered the temporary command center and continued to go deeper under the guidance of the demon sword, several Fujiwara family professionals came up to stop her.

"Miss, there are still a large number of citizens suffering in the city. As the only person in the Fujiwara family who can control the demon sword, what you should do now is to shoulder the family responsibility and rescue more people instead of wandering around in the shelter."

"I..."

Before Fujiwara Emi could answer, the demon sword directly led Fujiwara Emi to knock away those professionals and took her deeper into the air-raid shelter.

"Miss!"

When those professionals saw Fujiwara Emi knock them away, their expressions all changed.

Just as they were about to catch up, the demon sword Muramasa burst out with a terrifying momentum and directly overturned them to the ground.

"Yes, I'm sorry! "

Fujiwara Emi apologized to those people, and then she was dragged deeper into the air-raid shelter by the demon sword.

After Fujiwara Emi forced her way through those professionals and continued to go deeper, another group of soldiers blocked her way.

"The front is the military headquarters, no one is allowed to go!"

An officer walked out from the soldiers, but as soon as he shouted coldly, Fujiwara Emi swung out a sword energy uncontrollably, directly blowing away all the officers and soldiers who were blocking the way.

"Yuan, Yuanshen! What is going on?"

Fujiwara Emi was completely panicked when she saw the demon sword controlling her to attack the military, "Are we going to rebel?"

"Almost. "