Nine suns stepping on the sky

boom--

Hundreds of millions of cursed forces in the entire space moved accordingly, frantically contracted and solidified, forming a huge palm print, which disappeared without a trace in a flash.

……

Burial Curse Sect.

Hun Sha's eyes widened and he didn't dare to relax a little bit. He carefully felt the breath of curse rippling in the air, and he felt admiration and awe from the bottom of his heart more than once.

Although I can only sense a little breath, I can still perceive too much content from it. As expected of the Great Elder, one of the strongest curses in my sect, this curse killing power is really terrifying. I'm afraid that even people in the emperor's realm may not be able to resist.

Concentrating on his comprehension, many puzzles in his practice quietly dissipated in the process of feeling this breath, and his thoughts became unprecedentedly clear.

Although Hun Sha very much hoped that this process could be maintained forever so as to improve his cultivation, the time it took for the Great Elder to cast the curse was too long.As soon as this thought came out, Hun Sha felt a chill in his heart. Just now he was completely immersed in the realization and did not pay attention to the passage of time, but after a little calculation, he knew that less than half an hour had passed...

With the great elder's cultivation base, how could it take so long to curse and kill a mere monk? Could it be that something unexpected happened?

Hun Sha raised his head hastily, and his eyes fell on Hun Gu, and sure enough, he noticed a gloomy look on his face, and the dense beads of sweat on his forehead were even more glaring.

This... how is this possible!

At this moment, a muffled sound suddenly sounded, and it was very clear in this quiet environment.

Hun Dou was awakened from his comprehension, his eyes suddenly flashed gloomy, what does Hun Bra mean, deliberately making a sound to interrupt his comprehension, is it because he is afraid that he will gain too much and threaten his status?

But when he turned his gaze, he saw that he was looking at the field with a horrified face, Soul Dou showed doubts, and his mouth couldn't help but grow up following his gaze.

The cursing power that wrapped the storage ring had been forcibly broken at this moment. Mo Yu's phantom floating above the storage ring seemed to have a dark gray color in his eyes, as if he was looking at him coldly. watching them.

"what!"

The pained growl coming from next to his ear made Soul Dou shudder violently, and when he turned around suddenly, he saw that the mighty and mighty Great Elder was bleeding all over his body, with countless cracks all over his body, and the gushing bright red blood quickly turned black, It stinks like rotting corpses.

The curse backfires!

Soul Dou was sweating profusely, the Great Elder's cursed kill failed... and what was even more frightening was that it triggered a backlash.

At this moment, he didn't know what to think of, deep fear welled up in his eyes, and he took a step back subconsciously.

Hun Gu raised his head suddenly, eyes that became like beasts because of the pain fell on him firmly, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it out, Hun Dou had no resistance at all, and he had already taken it directly into his hands.

"No! Great Elder, don't kill me!" Hun Dou screamed in horror.

Black blood flowed across Hungu's face, and the soaring power of the backlash caused the flesh and blood on his face to rot quickly, exposing the gradually blackened bones, and he let out a low growl, "In order to save the old man's life, I have to sacrifice you first! "

"Curse backlash, blood transfer!"

As the words fell, the Soul Dou he held in his hand suddenly wailed in pain, his body rotted into puddles of sticky black juice in a blink of an eye, and his soul was also destroyed.

With Soul Dou sharing most of the backlashing power, the rotting of Hungu's body stopped immediately, but the injury still couldn't recover. It looked like a rotting corpse crawling out of the ground, hideous and terrifying.

But at this moment, before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the sky above his head suddenly shattered, and a huge palm print protruded from it, pressing down on it with a terrifying aura.

This sudden change immediately attracted the attention of countless monks of the Burial Curse Sect. After everyone was stunned, they were filled with endless anger!

No one has ever dared to provoke the Burial Curse Sect so presumptuously, never!

No matter who the person who made the move is, he will have to pay the price he must bear for his stupid behavior today!

"He Fangxiao is young, dare to come to my Burial Curse Sect to make trouble, court death!"

During the roar, a strong man of the Burial Curse Sect at the peak of the king rank soared into the sky, raised his hand and punched out fiercely.

But soon, he let out a terrified scream, and his figure retreated in embarrassment, but his physical body was rapidly becoming old, and finally he lost his breath and fell out of midair.

And the whole process took only a few breaths. All the monks of the Burial Curse Sect who rushed out in anger, as if they had been slapped in the face, stopped suddenly, and then looked at the pressed palm prints, showing deep fear.

They witnessed what happened just now, the Hunao God King punched the palm print, and a curse force descended directly and enveloped him.He saw the situation was not good and retreated very quickly, and his reaction was quick, but he still couldn't escape the fate of being killed by the curse.

Such a terrifying curse power even caused confusion in their consciousness. Damn it, who is the real monk of the Burial Curse Sect!

The palm print seems to be very slow, but the speed of landing is extremely fast, pushing the heaven and earth to make a loud "rumbling" sound, and the void where it passes is directly annihilated, forming a straight thick black line, like a wolf hair brush dipped in full After the ink, a top-to-bottom swipe!

The Great Elder's eyeballs contracted violently, showing uncontrollable panic. He is no stranger to the curse aura emanating from this palm print... This is a counter-kill aimed at him!Even when he was completely victorious, he might not be able to block this palm print, not to mention suffering from the backlash of the curse at this time, and has already suffered serious injuries.

At this moment, a man's figure suddenly appeared in midair. His majestic face was slightly pale, and he looked up at the palm print with solemn eyes.Without warning, this person raised his hand and slapped upwards, and another huge palm print suddenly appeared, also with a terrifying aura, and brazenly collided with it.

The earth-shattering loud noise, like a sudden explosion of thunder, erupted with violent power in an instant, shattering the entire sky of the planet.In the Burial Curse Sect, countless weak monks were seriously injured by the shock, or blood spurted from their mouths and noses, or they passed out directly to the ground.

The man's figure suddenly sank tens of meters, his face became extremely ugly, and he growled: "I don't know where the fellow daoist will make a move, so it's possible that everyone in the Burial Curse Sect can't be deceived!" The angry voice was blessed by powerful power, Rolling echoes between heaven and earth, but did not get the slightest response.

After a long while, he frowned, turned his head to look at Hun Gu on the top of the mountain, and said in a deep voice, "Grand Elder, what happened?" This man is the suzerain of the Burial Curse Sect, Hun Tian, ​​who is super strong in the God Emperor Realm!

Hungu's face was full of bitterness, he didn't dare to hide anything, he told the whole story of what happened just now, and said with a happy face: "It's fortunate that the suzerain took action, otherwise the old man will be in danger today."

Hun Tian's face sank like water, but the palm hidden in the sleeve of his robe couldn't help but twitched. There was a cloud of gray power hovering in his palm, which caused the flesh to rot continuously, and it was difficult to get rid of it for a while.Resisting the pressing palm print, even though he is a super strong emperor, he still paid a price!

After hearing Qing Hungu's narration, Huntian wished to strangle Hun Kun to death with his own hands. He died without opening his eyes, but he pushed the sect into such an embarrassing situation with such a powerful enemy under the tree.

Today's event is so powerful that it cannot be concealed. If the Burial Curse Sect can't get rid of the cultivator who killed Hun Kun, it will definitely lose its prestige, and may even lead to a series of vicious results.

This is absolutely not allowed!

It seems that this matter needs to be troubled by the ancestors.

Huntian made up his mind, and said in a deep voice, "Where is the medium for casting the curse, get it immediately."

Before Hun Gu turned around to look for it, a weak voice sounded, "Reporting to the suzerain, the great elder, the disciple just saw that the curse-killing medium storage ring disappeared, and it seems that someone has taken it away..."

Hun Sha's face was pale, he witnessed the death of Hun Dou, his mind was still immersed in fear, but at this moment he had to speak again.

Hun Gu's expression changed, and he hastily dispersed his spiritual thoughts, as expected, he could no longer detect the aura of the storage ring.

Seeing the look on his face, Hun Tian's heart sank, and his face became even uglier.

Without the guidance of the medium, even the ancestors with supernatural powers may not be able to track down that person's whereabouts... But even if they know the possibility is slim, they still have to try with all their strength.

Such a terrifying enemy, since he is doomed to end forever, must be eradicated as soon as possible!

He turned around and took a step forward, but his figure disappeared.

……

A moment later, the figure of Hun Tian appeared in front of an ancient mirror, imprinted all the information into a blank jade slip, and flicked it towards the ancient mirror.

The jade slip collided with the mirror surface, and there were layers of ripples, and then disappeared into it.

He didn't leave, just stood there quietly, waiting for the outcome of the matter.

Soon, the surface of the ancient mirror fluctuated again, and a vague face emerged, and the old voice slowly sounded here, "This person has a strong shelter to cover the thread of fate, and I can't lock his breath, but I have sensed that you will meet him soon."

Speaking of this, the fuzzy face suddenly opened his eyes, "Remember! At that time, I want you to kill him completely at all costs!"