I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 844

If the spiritual boat under Wu Meng's feet is just traveling in the sky normally, only intermediate spirit stones are enough.

However, in this stormy weather with violent thunder and lightning, if you want to activate the defensive formation in the spirit boat, the middle-level spirit stones are not enough. You must have high-level spirit stones to meet the normal consumption of this spirit boat.

In this storm, Wu Meng has been driving the spirit boat for seven or eight hours.

Reluctantly, he took out the last remaining high-level spirit stone in his hand, and was about to replace the discarded spirit stone on the spirit boat that was about to be consumed completely.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Can't see, can't hear, at this moment, not only the hearing and vision, but also the sense of smell and touch suddenly disappeared inexplicably.

"Fuck me, what the hell is this?"

"In an instant, all five senses were deprived of me. Could it be that this is the power of a curse, and someone is cursing me?"

"I, Wu, have been fighting for so many years. I have never been competitive. I have always been indifferent to the world. I should have few enemies."

"But in this situation, is it because of the intervention of an external force that caused Wu Meng, who was resisting the power of the curse, to die directly, so that the straw man suddenly exploded?"

Before he could find a way to suppress that strange curse and regain control of his body, Wu Meng could already clearly feel that his vitality was rapidly disappearing. Eternal darkness.

With a complex expression on his face, Chen Hai sighed.

Without the protective cover as a defense, the lightning bolts that fell from the sky hit the spirit boat. In just a few moments, the whole spirit boat was shattered into countless fragments, heading towards the sea area below. Fall away.

On the top of Black Narcissus Mountain, inside the cultivation hall.

"With my current strength, I cast the seven-day killing curse myself, but I didn't kill him directly?"

"Compared with him, I am definitely much stronger than him, no matter in terms of realm or real combat power."

"I hope that guy can give me some strength. In this way, I can just have proper entertainment while practicing!"

"If the facts are as I guessed, it would be a pity that the little bit of entertainment that I finally found is so gone!"

It is precisely for this reason that those immortals who want to cross this endless sea usually ride a spirit ship. If they really encounter that kind of stormy place, most of them will choose to rest nearby for a few days.

"I have to say that this person is really extraordinary. No way, he really has the protection of great luck as I guessed!"

Taking a deep breath, he began to look at the straw man in front of him.

After cleaning up the broken pieces of the straw man on the ground, he took a short rest and adjusted his state.

A series of thunderbolts landed on Wu Meng's body, making him roll around in the air like a rubber ball, but he still couldn't really land.

"Could it be that the person who cursed me is that Chen Hai?"

Although he is a golden fairy, under the continuous bombardment of the terrifying thunder, his whole body has still turned into a scorched black.

Only those tyrannical immortals with deep pockets and riches would ride their spirit boats directly into the storm. As for those who resisted the thunder with their physical bodies on the endless sea, it is rare to say that there are no such people.

The immortal golden spirit unique to golden immortals caused golden light to flow from time to time on Wu Meng's scorched black body.

"When I finished casting the curse killing technique, the straw man didn't explode. When I was about to put this thing away, it suddenly exploded for me. What does that mean?"

……

Wu Meng, who was mixed with the fragments of the spirit boat and fell to the sea, seemed to be the deliberate target of those thunder and lightning.

Ever since he cast this spell to curse Wu Meng, he stabbed the seven orifices of the grass man in front of him with the Hongming knife every day.

"The skinned grass man didn't explode at the first time, it should be a spell cast, not enough to kill him directly!"

"If you can't die with one curse, just do it twice, and if you still can't die with two curses, then curse him three times and four times!"

"What a horrible curse. While depriving me of my five senses, it can also keep killing my vitality..."

Especially the violent thunder and lightning in the endless sea. Without suitable means to deal with it, ordinary Da Luo Jinxian had to be cautious in dealing with these thunders falling from the nine heavens.

Judging from past experience, the person who was directly cursed and killed by the Seven-day Curse Killing Technique, the skinned grass man belonging to him, would burst open just like that.

In the thunderbolt, there was already a hint of destruction in it, and its power was frighteningly strong.

It's a pity that as the thunder continued to fall, the power of destruction continued to accumulate on him. The so-called immortal golden spirit could not truly achieve eternal immortality, and began to be quickly obliterated by the power of destruction.

Thinking of this in his heart, Chen Hai's mood immediately returned to normal, and the little disappointment in his heart disappeared.

Cursing for seven days, Chen Hai raised the Hongming knife, and stabbed the last knife into the fur man with Wu Meng's name written on it.

Just as he was about to put away the Hongming Saber and the other items used to cast the Seven Day Curse of Killing Technique, and start to practice in real retreat, the fur man standing in front of him burst into countless pieces with a bang.

He couldn't grasp the high-level spirit stone in his hand, and it fell on the spirit boat, but he didn't know anything about it.

The high-level spirit stone that was the core of the spirit boat finally exhausted its last bit of power, and it was reduced to dust.

Today, the curse-killing technique was completed. The skinned grass man with Wu Meng's name written on it was pierced by Hongming's knife. Although there were traces of black blood continuously seeping out, there was nothing about to explode. sign.

"According to what Wan Zhongshan said, Wu Meng's strength has not improved much in the past few decades, and he is still in the early stage of Golden Immortal."

At the peak of Jinxian, he has already recognized his own path, and he barely took half a step.

When he felt that his state of mind was calm, both mentally and physically, his state had returned to its peak, he walked slowly to the center of the hall, and sat cross-legged on the futon.

……

After carefully examining the fur man in front of him for a while, Chen Hai was slightly disappointed and muttered.

The whole person was taken aback, and after a while, Chen Hai just realized.

The five senses have been completely lost, and now Wu Meng only has his mind functioning normally.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise.

The three flowers and five qi that belonged to him seemed to be a little ready to move.

Perhaps, all it takes is an opportunity, and they will be further integrated, and finally condensed into an integration into Dao Fruit.

Watching his nose, nose and heart, Chen Hai immersed himself in cultivation.

He didn't know how much time had passed, he seemed to feel that his thoughts had risen infinitely, appearing in a vast river.

(End of this chapter)