Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1294 Refining the curse, the magic way is crazy!
The spiritual thoughts shrank like a net, wrapping the human figure underneath, so that those evil forces had nowhere to escape. The Purgatory Soul Suppressing Art revealed boundless ghosts, transformed into a purgatory black lotus, suppressed curses, and refined runes.

Under the suppression of this dual force, the seemingly strange and powerful Soul Eater Curse turned out to be vulnerable, the human form was slack, and turned into a bloody light, rushing into the black lotus, and the countless curse runes also melted into ice and snow, It turns into wisps of original Qi, all of which flow together.

In an instant, a ferocious and strange curse mark appeared on the surface of the black lotus, just like the soul-devouring mark in Duanchou's palm, it was imprinted on the lotus flower, completely natural without any flaws.

With the rotation of the purgatory black lotus, the curse power around it became thinner and more turbulent. On the other hand, the imprint on the black lotus became more and more clear, exuding a faint blood light. , Just like having life, the brake is agile.

The power of the curse is so strange that even the Xiantian Sword Pill has no effect on it. In just a short moment, this curse has invaded the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, spreading and contaminating most of Duanchou's soul.

In less than one hour and three quarters, Duanchou will be dissipated, and will die on the spot.

However, as the refinement in the imprint intensified and the ghost path was suppressed, everything reversed in an instant, and earth-shaking changes took place. The evil ghosts twisted and wailed, and the blood-colored world was receding at an alarming speed, disappearing without a trace in an instant .

Duanchou relaxed, and broke out in a cold sweat. If the scene just now had been a little later, he would have died by now.

Immortal road is difficult, it is really not just a joke, no matter how high the cultivation base is, no matter how strong the strength is, it is difficult to predict good or bad, good or bad, and what will be faced in the next moment.

Maybe in the last second, you were arrogant and arrogant.But in the next moment, he will be trampled on the soles of his feet and killed on the spot, which is still unknown.

Just like now, Duanchou thought that he was strong enough, with so many cards in his body, that even Daoist Nirvana couldn't help him, but he didn't expect that today he almost stumbled and capsized in the gutter.

Facts have proved that even on one's own territory, it may not be safe.

It stands to reason that the Sanxing Cave Mansion was opened in the chaos and can cover up the secrets of the heavens. Even the Immortal Ascension could not be counted as the origin of this place, but the other party can still cast a curse on him. This is really too bizarre and unimaginable.
Duanchou still doesn't know how the other party did it.

Good luck doesn't always happen, and plots like this are one thing or two. Even if you survive today, you may not be able to escape killing tomorrow.

Immortals are unpredictable, capable people emerge in large numbers in Zhongtian Continent, and there are too many unpredictable and dangerous spells. Duanchou can have so many trump cards, and other evildoers may not be less than him. If he still fights If you feel at ease with your identity as a time traveler and the help of the system, you may have to suffer a lot in the future.

Even if it really capsizes in the gutter, it is not impossible. What happened today has sounded a wake-up call for him.

Thinking of this, Duanchou's face turned ugly, and his heart suddenly became vigilant.

However, my mind was full of thoughts and thoughts, Duanchou was not slack in refining the curse, but because I was always worried that this curse would last like before, so I swallowed it more cautiously, Slowly refining.

It was also at this time that Duanchou had the upper hand, and after careful observation, he realized that the curse seemed incomplete, as if a certain part was missing, constantly changing its shape, very strange, it looked as if it would be broken at any time, but It exists tenaciously, even if it is trapped in refining, it always wants to escape again and attack again.

"Hmph! It turns out that this curse is not complete. No wonder I broke it so easily. Watch me swallow you."

Duanchou thought with a sneer on his face, the purgatory black lotus suddenly had no scruples, and the speed of spinning and swallowing became more and more ferocious and astonishing. Just when he was about to smash the curse into pieces and devour it completely, a sudden change occurred. Suddenly, a curse force condensed, and the blood was surging, and a huge skeleton ghost was born, and it swallowed the purgatory black lotus with its mouth open.

In the Blood Moon Peak hundreds of thousands of miles away from Xuantianzong, the blood river roared and blood clouds billowed. In the deep cave, Bei Mingshang opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood. Blood energy poured into the banner continuously, the shadow of the banner fluttered, and countless painted skins of skeletons danced, making strange whistling noises.

"Buchou, I want you to die!!"

Dozens of blood anacondas under the seat of Beiming Shang screamed towards the sky, he seemed to be insane and transformed into a demon, the color of his pupils was blood red, and three feet of red light overflowed, dancing to both sides, it was very scary.

His voice was extremely venomous, and even his face became extremely ferocious. The cold voice roared out, causing a bone-chilling wind to blow through the entire cave.

Bei Mingshang clenched his fist tightly, not even noticing that his fingernails pierced his palm and bleeding out, but stared icily at the void in front of him.

On the blood demon streamer in front of him, a magic mirror like a blood crystal was condensed, and the incantations on it twisted, and there was a scene of Duanchou sitting cross-legged in the cave, refining the curse.

I don't know how he did it, but even the method of the chaotic cave to cover up the secrets cannot be blocked.

"boom!!"

Bei Mingshang stared fiercely at the figure in the blood mirror, with ferocious eyes, formed a strange curse mark again, and immediately stretched out his hand, a blood-colored divine light shot out, blasting a blood anaconda on the spot, Blood was surging all over the sky, but it all gathered together in the blink of an eye, condensing into a bloody mark in his hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, Bei Mingshang killed more than a dozen blood anacondas again, and the curse mark in his hand became scarlet, and then he cut through his heart veins with one hand, condensed a drop of blood into the mark, and waved his hand with a thought. Put the curse mark into the blood mirror.

Immediately, a ripple spread, and countless mysterious spells emerged, and the blood on the Gorefiend's banner was billowing, exuding a terrifying aura.

At the same time, the aura of Bei Mingshang's body also slumped in an instant, as if his injuries had worsened. He didn't care about it, but looked at Duanchou's figure in the blood mirror, his eyes filled with endless resentment and hatred.

If eyes can kill, I believe Duanchou has already been cut into pieces by him at this moment.

"Buchou, it's not that easy for you to break my soul-devouring curse. Back then, you beheaded my blood soul and made me hide in this Blood Moon Peak. I was almost swallowed by the master. This hatred is irreconcilable. If I don't kill you, how can I eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!! I will refine you into my blood puppet! Be enslaved by me for life!!"

Bei Mingshang's face was blue and white, his eyes were scarlet and blood clotted, and he roared wildly in this eerie blood moon cave.

It's hard to imagine that this would be that devilish evildoer, the blood-clothed lord who shows no emotions.

(End of this chapter)