Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1293 Ghost Dao Devours, Crazy to the End!
No matter in the past or present, Duanchou has never been a timid person, like a sharp sword, with a sharp edge and no retreat.

Since there is no way to crack it, there is no point in continuing the stalemate.

Rather than just sitting there waiting to die, and finally being killed by the cursed power of the Soul Eater, it is better to take advantage of the power while it is still there, to go crazy and slant the sword.

As the old saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you find tiger cubs.

Duanchou is now completely letting go of everything, running the Purgatory Soul Suppressing Art crazily, gathering all the power of his own spiritual thoughts, turning into a purgatory black lotus, flying out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and pouring into the soul-eating curse seal in the palm of his hand .

At the same time, that cursed power was also released from the giant net of the cage, and with a strange and terrifying aura, it fiercely rushed towards the soul in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Visible to the naked eye, a thick blood-colored cloud rolled like a tide, sweeping across the entire sea of ​​consciousness world.

By this time, the battle had reached a feverish stage. Either he would die from sorrow and successfully break the soul-devouring curse, or he would be devoured by the soul, become possessed, and cursed to death on the spot.

Success or failure is here.

Duanchou closed his eyes tightly, sitting cross-legged like a sword, his body was cold with sword energy, and boundless ghost energy surged out, lingering around his body, turning into a black light, following the purgatory black lotus transformed by divine thoughts, with an incredible Speed, rushed into the soul-eating curse seal like lightning.

"boom"

Duanchou's body shook, and he put his hands in front of his knees, with the palms facing upwards. An evil force mixed with all kinds of hatred, venom, ferocity and other negative and dark forces suddenly emanated from the curse seal, causing ripples and ripples. Scroll the void.

It even penetrated into the body of the sword, in all directions, every inch of flesh and blood penetrated into it.

People's hearts are like ghosts. People in the world say that there is a terrible devil living in everyone's heart. Once released, it will bring hell to the world.

These negative and dark evil forces, with all kinds of resentment and horror, seem to be fused into the flesh and blood, and transform Duanchou's body into a certain ugly appearance.

But the strange thing is that the power of the soul-eating curse can devour the soul and pose a great threat to Duanchou, but it has no effect on the body of the god-born sword.

The body of Duanchou's sword is like a black hole in a melting furnace. The eight meridians and hundreds of acupuncture points all over the body have different powers and properties. The movements converge, and even the flesh and blood, there are ancient spirits, and the essence of Lihuo is burning.

When these negative and evil forces entered the body, Duanchou roared and swallowed them all without any scruples, like a bottomless pit, without arousing any reaction.

At the same time, the Black Lotus of Purgatory, which has broken the sorrow, also successfully entered the soul-eating curse seal. Inside is a blood-colored world, with countless curse runes all over the place, surrounded by a blood-colored human figure, gathering in a strange way. Scattered reorganization, winding operation.

That person's appearance, even his stature and size are the same as Duanchou's.

Duanchou's eyes were cold, and after seeing the bloody phantom in the soul-eating curse seal, he finally knew how this curse power was formed.

This curse is indeed extremely vicious. If he hadn't gone against the road and broke in with all his might, he probably wouldn't have known that this curse was actually fused into his blood in a way similar to puppetry by hiding in his body. A trace of sinister curse power, like a huge net of nothingness and concealment, connected his whole vitality and blood, and finally wrapped around his heart veins.

That is to say, as long as his blood is still wet and his heart is still beating, this soul-eating curse will never be eradicated.

Even if it is found, it will be of no avail, because the spell has been completed, and the strands of spell power entangled, seemingly fragile and broken at the touch, are in fact incomparably tough. Cut off, what will happen.

Duanchou realized the mystery, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly. This curse was much more terrifying than he expected, but until now, he has no way to retreat. The turmoil in the sea of ​​consciousness, the pain like ten thousand ants devouring souls, is like the tide It spread all over his body, almost breaking his mind.

Duanyou's eyes flickered, and he muttered to himself: "It's so weird, such a vicious spell, no wonder, no wonder the curse is called sorcery, and it set off a wave of terror in ancient times."

At this point, a stern look flashed across Duanchou's eyes, his tone gradually became cold, and he said indifferently: "However, even if it is a curse, so what? If you think you can kill me by hiding in the dark, that would be too much." You are so naive, since I have already found the root of the curse mark, then don’t even think about escaping, I want to see if your curse is more powerful, or my purgatory ghost path is more powerful.”

"Purgatory Black Lotus, devour the brand!"

Since Duanchou has put all his eggs in one basket, he must choose to go crazy to the end. Although Purgatory Soul Suppression Art has the power to suppress all ghosts and refine the evil spirits of the world, but whether it can break the curse, he is not sure. , but at the moment the arrow is on the string, he can only gamble.

Immediately, a purgatory black lotus suppressed the sky and hung above the phantom's head. With the momentum of a thunderbolt, it spun rapidly. Countless spiritual thoughts spread like a net, dragging the curse, and trapped the curse. Get up, keep compressing the range, devouring and refining the power of the curse.

He actually wanted to do the opposite, to devour and refine this curse!

At this moment, Duanchou was completely insane. He didn't even think about whether the curse could be refined and absorbed by himself. He knew nothing about curses, time was running out, and there was no other way to break it, so now he used the most brutal and direct method. Head-to-head.

Anyway, if the curse is going to devour his soul, it is better to be swallowed by him before that, so that there is no need to consider whether the curse will implicate Qi, blood and heart.

Broken eyes are ferocious, thinking like this.

If it is under normal circumstances, there is no doubt that Duanchou's move will undoubtedly fail, and he is simply looking for a dead end. If the curse is so easy to break, it will not be regarded as a terrifying taboo.

But maybe Duanchou's luck is too strong, and foolish people have foolish blessings. The crazy act he made by mistake at this moment has brought him a glimmer of life.

There are many reasons for this, not only the incompleteness and crudeness of the spell itself, which greatly reduces its power, but also the reason why the caster is not a real magician because he is not good enough.

The most important point is that Duanchou's bet was right. Purgatory Soul Suppressing Art, the supreme ghost art, has incredible power in refining the power of evil spirits. Even curses are restrained.

If Bei Mingzhang cast the complete soul-eating curse, it may not be able to deal with it, but it is a pity that the curse is incomplete, and the key part of the curse is missing, so that Duanchou can directly enter the core of the curse seal , coupled with his incomparably powerful spiritual power, the two condense, and the power exerted is surprisingly powerful.

I saw the purgatory black lotus spinning like a cocoon, and countless curse runes melted into ice and snow, collapsing at the touch of it!
(End of this chapter)