Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1855 You guys, damn it!
Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand, and a line of blood ran through his palm.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the fluctuation of the magic power, and his face gradually turned cold.

"You used living souls to refine the blood-killing trap?!"

He bent his finger and flicked it lightly. The originally invisible blood line suddenly solidified, and the red mist exploded. A face full of resentment twisted and roared in the mist.

He took a step forward, and the blood lines around his body instantly wrapped around his hands and feet, leaving black marks like burnt marks.

The living soul is forcibly extracted from the body and tortured with various cruel means. The bloody evil spirits created in this way have extremely strong evil thoughts and a strong breath of curse.

Then, countless such bloody evil spirits are twisted together like a twist and refined into a thread as thin as a gossamer. It is said that it can imprison a cultivator's body and soul.

One soul-killing rope means dozens or even hundreds of lives, and there are no less than ten blood lines surrounding Liu Qinghuan. I don't know how many people these people have killed!

"You guys, damn it!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at Zi Gu coldly. The other party's pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly turned his head slightly, not daring to look at him.

Zi Gu shouted in a timid tone, "Dao Kui, you and my seven brothers have no hatred. How about this, as long as you surrender and hand over all the magic weapons and spirit stones on you, I will ask my eldest brother to let you go. How about that?"

"Let me go?" Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but sneer: "No need! I just killed one of you seven... no, six."

He sneered, "Why, I killed your brother, and you forgot so quickly?"

Zi Gu was speechless, but the male cultivator next to him started to curse: "Old Four, why are you wasting your time talking to him? Since he doesn't know what's good for him, just kill him! Who didn't die in our hands when he was so stubborn!"

Zi Gu felt bitter, as his gang of brothers were used to doing whatever they wanted. In the unsupervised outside the Three Thousand Realms, even if they had heard of the title of Dao Kui, they did not understand what this title represented.

But he understands!
But he couldn't persuade the others. To put it bluntly, they were just a group of desperate criminals, bloodthirsty and lawless.

Not to mention that they are facing the Taoist leader now, even if a Taoist immortal came, they would dare to pounce on him and take a bite of his flesh!
Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Now that things have come to this, the hesitation in Zi Gu's eyes faded away, and turned into a fierce look like the dark abyss.

Liu Qinghuan let the blood flow around him, and his eyes swept over the other people one by one without any expression.

In addition to the monk who was crushed to death by him at the beginning, there were four men and two women, each of whom was entangled with dense lines of cause and effect.

Especially the young man in red, the murderous aura on him was so strong that it almost seemed tangible.

The man looked at him with an uncomfortable gaze, as if he was weighing how much he was worth.

Liu Qinghuan was also weighing the opponent's strength. The opponent was holding a strangely shaped scimitar in his hand, and when he swung it gently, it left a series of real and unreal afterimages.

A space magic weapon, and it might very well be a treasure from prehistoric times!

At this moment, the young man in red grinned and said, "Closing the net!"

Suddenly, a strong chilly wind blew, as if tens of thousands of evil spirits were screaming and wailing at the same time. The sound could directly penetrate the mind and hit the soul!

All the flying blood lines also fell down, and Liu Qinghuan's huge body seemed to be cut into millions of pieces, with blood lines all over his body.

"No!" Someone suddenly shouted, "The Soul-Killing Net didn't fall!"

Others were puzzled, but when they looked closely, they couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts!
In the past, those who were captured by them would most likely suffer a huge shock from the screams of the evil spirits, and in some cases their minds would be shaken, while in other cases their souls would be torn apart.

But Liu Qinghuan seemed to be completely unaffected. A faint white light appeared on the surface of his body. It was as thin as a layer of paper, but it blocked all the blood lines to an inch away.

At some point, he had a pen in his hand, and the tip of the pen was as sharp as a knife, easily cutting the ropes wrapped around his body. Strands of blood broke and scattered, and the imprisoned resentful soul soared into the sky, fluttering around in confusion before realizing that it had gained freedom.

Then, their scarlet eyes looked at a person on the periphery, and they immediately changed direction and rushed towards him!
"What's going on? Why is the evil spirit attacking? Lao Liu, be careful!"

The male cultivator called Lao Liu's face changed drastically. He raised a black banner and slapped his own chest fiercely, spraying a large amount of blood onto the banner.

While drawing the spell quickly, he shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Are you trying to rebel? Everyone, return to your soul flags!"

However, his harsh words seemed insignificant at this moment, and the bloody evil spirits suddenly lost control, emitting even more terrifying cries than before.

Life is painful, death is painful, but the most painful thing is that you can neither live nor die, you are toyed with at will, and you are enslaved and driven.

All the tortures that had never seen the light of day and the endless pain found their root at this moment.

"Ahhhhh~"

The evil spirits' resentment erupted completely, making this extremely hot plain seem to fall into a cold winter in an instant, and even a layer of ice gradually formed on the lava lake.

In just a few breaths, all of Lao Liu's resistance was broken and he was swallowed up by endless black air.

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Others were unable to offer any help and could only watch in amazement.

There were also evil spirits coming after them, but not as many as Lao Liu - the evil spirit formation was made by Lao Liu himself.

For a moment, ghosts danced wildly, covering the sky and the sun.

"Why did these evil spirits suddenly go out of control?"

"And he's become so strong, damn it!"

"No, they seem to be controlled by that Taoist master, and the Soul Killing Net rarely fails. Why did he break it so easily? Is he also a soul cultivator?"

Zi Gu couldn't figure it out at first, but suddenly he remembered one thing: Dao Kui was practicing the law of cause and effect.

The original words of the person who told him at that time were: "The way of cause and effect is extremely difficult to cultivate, and many people can't even find the threshold. And Dao Kui's cultivation is not just the ordinary way of cause and effect, but the three ways of life and death, reincarnation, and cause and effect, which are integrated into one."

He had also secretly peeked at the ornaments on Dao Kui's body, which included a ghost dragon seal and a wooden plaque with a ghost head.

Zi Gu's heart sank and he looked down at his feet.

The cracked and broken earth seemed normal, but the frozen lava lake was gone, as were the mountains and forests in the distance.

In its place, a majestic palace is hidden in the thick fog and cannot be seen clearly, but it makes people feel fear for no reason from the bottom of their hearts and dare not look at it for any longer.

There seemed to be a big river in front of the palace, but no sound of flowing water could be heard.

Zi Gu clenched the sword in his hand and looked towards where Liu Qinghuan was. Sure enough, the giant was gone, and even the figures of his brothers disappeared.

The sky and the earth became gray, as if separated by a layer of gauze, and the surroundings were so empty and desolate that it made people feel uneasy.

Suddenly, a black gas fell from the sky and landed behind him.

There were the sounds of slow and familiar footsteps, Zi Gu's heart tightened, and suddenly he didn't dare to look back.