Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 1079 Curse, Coming!
On the battlefield.

At this time, Qi Hao's face was solemn. He kept controlling his flying sword to fight with the flying knife of the opposite demon cultivator. At the same time, he threw out a few talismans from time to time, or quietly cast a spell.

Qi Hao was under a lot of pressure at this moment. He discovered that the demon cultivator opposite him not only had the same cultivation level as the peak of the Golden Core Realm, but also had excellent combat power, almost as good as his. He used various methods one after another, so much so that the winner had not been determined until now.

This also made Qi Hao even more cautious, fearing that the other party might have some hidden tricks up his sleeve.

Looking at the demon cultivator opposite him, Qi Hao knew that he would not be able to defeat him today.

At this moment, Qi Hao on the battlefield suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation, as if a cold hand quietly grasped his heart, causing him to feel his whole body tremble inexplicably.

His hands, which were just about to make a hand seal, suddenly froze and his movement paused slightly. A bone-chilling chill quickly rose from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body in an instant, as if some great terror was about to befall him.

"What's going on? Who is it?"

Qi Hao's face changed drastically, and he immediately condensed several layers of protective light shields around his body.

He subconsciously looked around quickly, his eyes were extremely sharp, not missing any corner, but wherever he looked, he saw only ordinary battle scenes and did not find anything unusual.

Even the demon cultivator on the opposite side did not behave in any abnormal way.

"Hallucination? Impossible. Why do I feel so uneasy?"

Qi Hao's face turned extremely ugly, but he couldn't find the source of his uneasiness.

Whoosh!
At this time, because his mind was temporarily distracted, the flying sword failed to entangle the flying knife of the opposite demon cultivator. The demon cultivator took the opportunity to control the flying knife and slashed towards Qi Hao with astonishing momentum.

"So brave!!"

After Qi Hao realized what was happening, he immediately shouted angrily.

Swish!
He raised his hand and swung out another flying sword. At the same time, he pulled off a storage bag from his waist and threw it violently. Immediately, two spirit beasts about ten feet in size emerged from the storage bag, and they were two huge falcons.

"Chirp!!!"

After the two huge falcons appeared, they immediately flapped their wings and swooped down towards the demon cultivator on the opposite side.

"A low-grade third-order iron-feathered goshawk? Two of them, fellow Daoist, you are not afraid that they will die here!"

When the demon cultivator on the opposite side saw the appearance of the two falcons, he immediately let out a slightly surprised sneer.

Although Qi Hao is a member of the Qi family, he is also an elder of the Beast Taming Sect, so he naturally raises a lot of spiritual beasts. These two third-level lower-grade iron-feathered goshawks are two of them.

Facing the demon cultivator's sneer, Qi Hao immediately responded viciously: "Daoyou, you should take care of yourself first!"

After saying that, he once again controlled the flying sword and cooperated with the two iron-feathered goshawks to attack the demon cultivator on the opposite side.

As for the uneasiness and palpitations he had just felt, he temporarily put them aside.

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to refocus on his opponent, a faint low hum suddenly sounded from deep in his mind, as if it came from an ancient curse from the Nine Nether Hell.

Then, the buzzing sound in his mind became clearer and louder, and gradually turned into countless miserable screams, as if countless wronged souls and evil ghosts were screaming wildly in his ears.

Qi Hao's face changed instantly and his brows furrowed tightly. He immediately realized that something was wrong. It was obvious that someone was casting a curse on him.

An imperceptible trace of pain immediately flashed across his face, his hands began to tremble slightly, and the circulation of his magic power, which had been as steady as a rock, also showed a trace of disorder, and his spiritual consciousness showed signs of instability.

"Something's wrong. What's going on? Who is trying to harm me?"

Qi Hao's anxiety exploded completely, and he was in an extremely intense crisis. He immediately used his magic power to circulate throughout his body, and tried to concentrate on dispelling the strangeness in his mind.

At the same time, he took out more than ten talismans for dispelling abnormal conditions and slapped them on himself without hesitation.

However, that strange power was like a maggot on the heel, tightly entangled with him, and showed no signs of dissipating at all. On the contrary, as time went by, the screams in his mind became more and more deafening, as if they were going to shatter his soul.

Qi Hao's eyes began to become bloodshot, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, his teeth were clattering, and his originally fierce and orderly attack became messy and full of flaws.

The magic power in his body showed signs of being out of control, and even the flying sword became shaky.

Not only that, Qi Hao now discovered that his soul was beginning to show signs of instability amid the screams of countless resentful souls, and this sign was constantly expanding.

At the same time, an indescribable excruciating pain spread from the soul throughout the body.

At this moment, Qi Hao felt as if thousands of ghosts were madly biting his soul, causing him great pain.

"what!!!"

The invisible pain continued to intensify, and Qi Hao couldn't help but howl miserably.

He subconsciously hugged his head with both hands. The pain in his soul made him no longer care about anything in the outside world.

As a result, the flying sword immediately stopped moving and the two iron-feathered goshawks also slowed down their attack speed, apparently they were also greatly affected.

This process happened within just a few breaths, but the Jindan-level peak demon cultivator who was fighting against Qi Hao still keenly noticed this change.

"good chance!"

There was a flash of surprise and ferocity in the eyes of the demon cultivator opposite.

He seized the opportunity without hesitation, and suddenly mobilized the magic power in his body, controlling the black flying knife to chop towards Qi Hao with an extremely astonishing momentum.

This demon cultivator did not know what kind of changes had occurred inside Qi Hao's body, but he could see that Qi Hao's condition was definitely not good. He would naturally not miss such a wonderful opportunity, so he immediately launched a fierce counterattack.

At this moment, Qi Hao only felt that his body was becoming heavier and heavier, as if he was tightly wrapped by an invisible sticky substance. Every movement he made required a huge amount of effort, and the piercing pain in his soul was still constantly affecting him.

At this time Qi Hao naturally also discovered the attack from the opposite demon cultivator. Although he tried his best to dodge, he found that his body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, and his limbs seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move at all.

At the same time, his soul continued to tremble in severe pain, as if countless sharp teeth and claws were gnawing at it madly. Waves of piercing pain made his consciousness gradually blurred, and the scene before his eyes began to become distorted.

"Oh no!"

Qi Hao roared at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with fear and despair.

He couldn't figure out why he was suddenly attacked by such a strange curse.

He couldn't figure out who was plotting against him.

puff!

The next moment, the black flying knife drew a sharp blade light in the air.

A head was chopped off in an instant, and blood spurted more than three feet high!

(End of this chapter)