I practice the Tao by blind practice

On the border of Qiushan Mountain, on a wasteland.

The two figures were like lightning, one in front and one behind, one chasing and one fleeing, and from time to time, the two even exchanged a few moves.

Wherever they passed, the jungle turned into a desert, and the mountains were razed to the ground.

The person in front, named Ning Miaozi, is the Supreme Master of the Xuedao Sect.

But at this moment, he looked extremely embarrassed. He was dressed in tattered cassock, looking like a beggar.

The exposed skin was stained with blood, and a mess of hair hung on his shoulders. Even the hairpin that pinned the hair had long been lost.

"Luo Batian, you chased me for three thousand miles while I was alone, you are too deceitful!"

"You Heavenly Desolation Demon Sect, you poison the living beings. Wherever you go, you make the sky angry and the people complain. You have provoked the anger of the people, and there is no place for you."

"Come to our Qiushan land, trying to harm us?"

"I'm telling you, as long as I, Ning Miaozi, have the courage, you will never succeed..."

Non-stop, Ning Miaozi roared while flying forward.

A hundred meters behind him, Luo Batian showed no expression, and sneered: "Our Heavenly Desolation Demon Sect is based in Qiushan, this is the fate."

"You Xuedaomen are not obediently submitting to my sect, so let it be, but you are still making troubles and insisting on opposing us. You are looking for death!"

"A month ago, relying on the large number of people, you and two real immortals joined forces to surround and kill me. I have to say that you belong to the same real level, and you guys are really useless."

"The three of them teamed up, but they couldn't stop me. They only managed to escape with a slight injury."

"Trash like you still want to stop my sect from gaining a foothold here? I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet..."

With a look of disdain, Luo Batian laughed wildly.

Of course, the speed under his feet was not delayed in any way.

Ning Miaozi, who was fleeing in front, was not very powerful, but his running speed was really not slow.

After all, in terms of realm, he and Luo Batian belong to the same level of cultivators after all.

If not, he would not have the courage to unite with the other two true immortals to try to surround and kill Luo Batian.

In terms of combat power, Luo Batian can beat a scum like Ning Miaozi with one.

But when it comes to running speed, although there is a gap between the two, it is very limited.

It was precisely for this reason that he chased and killed Ning Miaozi for three thousand miles, but he never completely dealt with this person.

"The surname Luo, I admit that when it comes to combat power, you are indeed a little bit stronger than me."

"But so what, do you really think that if you fight one-on-one, you will definitely beat me?"

"Want me to die? You are not afraid of the fish dying and the net breaking, and I will drag you to be buried with me?"

Ning Miaozi roared angrily.

Don't look at how loudly he roared, in fact, his heart was also up and down.

After all, under Luo Batian's pursuit, after running away for so long, his own strength has already been seriously depleted.

If Luo Batian keeps chasing after him, Ning Miaozi himself has no idea how long he can persist under his pursuit.

"Ah..." At this moment, a scream came from behind.

After chasing after him, Luo Batian, who had been skimming at low altitude, suddenly fell headlong and fell to the wasteland below.

"What's going on here? It's a fraud, it's definitely a fraud..." Confused, Ning Miaozi was taken aback.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still paused and stopped.

"Whether you're cheating or not, take me first!" Ning Miaozi only felt a bright light at the moment when Luo Batian's aura seemed to become extremely disordered.

Fighting planes are fleeting, and there is no chance for him to hesitate.

Being able to step into the level of a true immortal, in terms of combat power and fighting experience, although he is slightly inferior to Luo Batian, he is not weak.

With such a great opportunity in front of him, he dodged, and a huge blood-colored saber appeared in the void, and slashed straight at Luo Batian not far behind.

Unable to speak, unable to see, unable to hear, unable to smell, Luo Batian fell from the mid-air. The main reason was because of a strange force that suddenly came across the endless void and acted on him. Completely blocked his five senses.

If he had been prepared and encountered such a situation suddenly, he might be able to withstand it for a while.

But now, he was flying at low altitude, and when he was chasing after Ning Miaozi, he suddenly lost his five senses. Naturally, he couldn't react in time, and fell from the sky.

"I am Cao Nima, this is the power of the curse, who is cursing me..."

A strong man like Luo Batian would not be able to die if he fell from a low altitude of tens of meters.

He was full of anger, roaring and roaring, but unfortunately, he had no words in his mouth, so he could only yell to himself from the bottom of his heart.

Falling to the wasteland, he was below his knees, and his feet had already sunk into the mud.

He seemed to be motionless, standing there stupidly, but in fact, he was gathering all his strength to resist that strange and incomparably cursed force.

"Ning Miaozi, you dare to plot against me, you are looking for death..." Luo Batian finally suppressed the curse force temporarily by using almost all his strength.

When he regained his vision and opened his eyes again, all he could see was endless blood and the huge blood knife that was slashing straight at him.

Roaring all over his body, in order to suppress the strange curse power, he almost exhausted all his strength, and the power he gathered in a hurry could not stop Ning Miaozi's bloody knife with all his strength.

Endless blood light swept across his body, even with his extremely rich fighting experience, even if he tried his best, most of his body was still wiped out in an instant.

Demon cultivators major in the physical body, and after they become true demons, they cannot be reborn with a drop of blood like Chen Hai, but their physical bodies will not die.

However, just a part of the physical body was annihilated, at most it could seriously injure Luo Batian, but it still couldn't directly kill him.

"Dare to plot against me, Ning Miaozi, you are absolutely doomed, no one in the sky and on earth can save you!" Luo Batian was furious, and Luo Batian roared again.

With only half of his body left, his figure twisted and changed for a while, and soon, the phantom of an ancient sacred mountain began to slowly appear.

"Suddenly falling from the sky, I knew it must be a fraud."

"That Luo man is vile and shameless. He just wants to trick me into turning around and give me another surprise attack."

"Run away, run away quickly, and fight head-on. With my strength alone, I am definitely not his opponent."

……

Luo Batian's loud roars almost frightened Ning Miaozi out of courage.

After all, when he fought Luo Batian before, the loss in his hands was not necessarily the slightest.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't be in such a mess, desperately trying to escape.

At this moment, seeing that Luo Batian didn't seem to be in any trouble, he was still awake, and Ning Miaozi, who was so frightened, didn't even bother to see the result after cutting off the knife. Back, fly away towards the distance.

Seeing this scene, Luo Batian heaved a sigh of relief.

The phantom of the ancient sacred mountain he had transformed had disappeared before it could be fully revealed.

The body was seriously injured, and the power was not small. The strange curse force was almost unstoppable, and it started to move again.

The phantom on Yuan Gu's body just now is actually just a bluff. If Ning Miaozi is more confident and doesn't turn around and run away, but fights him head-on.

The one who lost in the end must be him, Luo Batian.

After a few roars, Ning Miaozi was successfully scared away. It must be said that he was lucky.

"No, it's too dangerous outside, you have to go back to the sect quickly."

"My body is too injured, and the power of the curse can only be temporarily suppressed and cannot be completely eradicated."

"If you don't try to get rid of this curse, it may explode at any time. From now on, I can only shrink in the sect, and I can't go anywhere at all."

Luo Batian was in a trance for a while, and suddenly felt that his sense of hearing and smell seemed to be gradually losing again, his complexion changed.

With a nervous face, he was worried that the escaped Ning Miaozi would turn around again, so he dared not stay any longer.

His figure was like lightning, and he flew all the way towards the direction of the mountain gate that their Tianhuang Demon Sect only occupied in this autumn mountain boundary.

……

The boundary of Ximan Mountain, the gate of the Bloodthirsty Sect, and the gathering place of Ke Qing.

In the other courtyard, in the practice room, Chen Hai, who silently recited the seven-day mantra to the fur man, finally opened his eyes slowly.

Seven golden needles are inserted into the grass man's body once a day.

For seven days in a row, after he finished casting the spell, the skinned fur man standing upright in front of him had seven orifices pierced by a gold needle.

Facing the fur man in front of him, he looked up and down carefully for a long time.

He has just completed the seven-day killing curse, and it is the first time he has performed it.

How can this magic power?What will be the effect if it is used on Naluo Batian?He himself doesn't really know.

"If the target targeted by the seven-day killing curse is directly cursed to death, the skinned grass man should bleed from the seven orifices and explode directly."

"Looking at the current situation, since the straw man is intact, then Luo Batian should not have been cursed to death by me."

"After seven days of reciting the mantra, it made my mouth dry. Is it so difficult to curse a true demon to death?"

Chen Hai was obviously dissatisfied with the effect of the seven-day killing curse, he curled his lips and complained.

After a short rest, he made himself a pot of tea, and then he took a shower and took a shower.

After he was full of energy and returned to his heyday, he used the secret technique and started counting again.

"Five years later, will Luo Batian come to the Bloodthirsty Sect of the Ximan Mountain Realm to seek revenge on me?"

"Sure enough, the seven-day killing curse really didn't kill him."

"However, the time when he came to the Bloodthirsty Sect to seek revenge on me was postponed from more than half a year to five years later. My seven-day killing spell is still somewhat effective."

"Since that's the case, I'll just curse him for fun in the future. I can't kill him once. If I curse ten or eight times, it should be almost done!"

……

After the Tianji technique calculated the result, Chen Hai frowned slightly and said to himself.