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

Chapter 1102 Curse, the ancestor of the Qi family!

In the battlefield.

Various earth-shaking roars and explosions were heard frequently, making many monks very nervous.

Wei Hong stood with his hands behind his back, quietly standing at the bow of the Luofu Immortal Boat.

He watched the two armies fighting each other calmly, without any tension or fear on his face.

"Tsk, both sides have even taken out all their assets, it looks like it won't take too long to decide the winner!"

Wei Hong secretly sighed in his heart, but in fact he had already made various preparations.

Now the armies of both sides have not really gotten close and are still in the stage of long-range bombardment.

The Nascent Soul cultivators on both sides had already started fighting each other, and this time gap was obviously a good opportunity for him to take action.

"Qi Huan, wait for the gift I prepared for you!"

Wei Hong's heart was filled with murderous intent, but he remained calm on the surface.

At this moment, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the cabin. This behavior made the other foundation-building monks on the deck feel a little confused.

However, Wei Hong did not give any further explanation, and others did not dare to ask.

After he arrived at a cabin on the second floor, he immediately closed the cabin door, then took out a stack of battle flags and threw them around.

More than ten formation flags were immediately nailed into specific positions, and a layer of white light curtain rose up.

Wei Hong immediately clasped his hands together and his magic power surged out.

The next moment, those white light curtains were instantly connected, forming a white light shield that covered the entire interior of the cabin, and the white light curtain quickly became invisible.

Wei Hong casually set up a concealing formation.

Then he took out a paper man from his storage bag and threw it out. The paper man instantly turned into a figure as tall as him. Even its appearance and aura were exactly the same. It was impossible for cultivators of the same level to notice the difference.

"Go ahead and take charge of the Immortal Boat for me!"

Wei Hong took out a cushion and sat cross-legged, waving at the paper figure.

Obviously, he used the paper man to represent himself to deceive others, while his real body was hidden to attack Qi Huan. In this way, no one could suspect him.

The paper man nodded smartly, walked through the formation, opened the hatch and walked out.

Seeing that the paper man had left, Wei Hong's expression became serious.

He reached into the storage bag and took out a bunch of things.

A pitch-black round bowl, a pennant, and a jade bottle.
These things are all magical instruments that can store a large number of ghosts, and they were all exchanged by Wei Hong from open-air trading places.

After placing those magic weapons neatly in front of him, he took out dozens of high-quality spirit stones and arranged them around them according to special positions, forming a small spirit gathering formation.

Then his expression immediately became solemn and he began to make hand gestures quickly with his hands.

hum!
As Wei Hong began to make hand gestures and cast a spell, an indescribable strange fluctuation flashed in the air.

However, this slight fluctuation was directly masked by the formation that had been set up in advance, and not a single bit was leaked.

The magic power in his body began to run wildly at this time, and then continuously flowed into his hands as he was making hand gestures.

As the spells were formed one after another, the magic power in Wei Hong's body strangely flowed into it and dissipated. However, his expression did not change at all, as if he had expected it.

He had cast the Ten Thousand Souls Devouring Curse twice before, and now seemed extremely skilled at it.

As the spell was in its final stages, Wei Hong began to chant:
"Evil spirits gather, vengeful spirits cry, and countless threads lock up the fate of the people!"

"The poisonous insects are my eyes, the poisons are my teeth, they will eat your flesh and blood and devour your soul!"

"One evil spirit takes away your soul, two evil spirits destroy your luck!"

"Ghosts obey my orders, blood debts must be paid with blood!"

"By my order, the one who is named Qi Huan will have his soul cursed and his spirit devoured."

Spells were recited continuously, and Wei Hong directly recited Qi Huan's name. At the same time, his mind was locked on Qi Huan in the sky, making him the target of this curse.

As the spell was continuously recited, and as he had already locked onto his target, Wei Hong's mana began to be consumed at a faster rate, soon exceeding 20% ​​of it.

"The resentful souls are out, and the blood is sacrificed!"

At this moment, Wei Hong suddenly shouted in a low voice.

The next moment, the two pitch-black round bowls placed in front of him immediately floated up. As a magical power hit them, resentful souls began to emerge from the pitch-black round bowls.

hum!
A large number of resentful souls had just emerged from the round bowl when they seemed to have encountered irresistible karmic fire. The invisible bodies of the resentful souls were directly ignited and then turned into invisible flames.

Those resentful souls continued to burn, turning into invisible forces that poured into the void and disappeared.

At the same time, the blood and essence in Wei Hong's body began to burn rapidly.

Not only that, he seemed to be afraid that the power was not enough, and he began to burn a part of his life span. Then, the power of the curse condensed from the burning of the resentful souls, blood, and life span rushed towards Qi Huan.

A large number of resentful souls continued to pour out of the two pitch-black round bowls. These resentful souls were filled with evil spirits and resentment, and seemed to know their own fate. The resentment they emitted at this time was even more intense.

hum!
A huge curse power turned into an invisible chain, extending from the void towards Qi Huan.
As a large number of resentful souls were continuously burned and transformed into the power of curse, and the essence, blood, and life span in his body began to be continuously consumed, Wei Hong's face turned pale rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and looked completely bloodless.

at the same time.

High in the sky, Qi Huan, the ancestor of the Qi family, was fighting with an old man in a blood-red robe.

The old man in the blood-colored robe was controlling a small golden drum that was more than one foot in size. The golden drum was suspended in front of the old man in the blood-colored robe. From time to time, the old man would shoot out a stream of magic power, and the golden drum would suddenly hit with a bang.

When the golden drum is struck, golden light will shine brightly, and then densely packed golden short blades will condense in the void and shoot towards Qi Huan.

In addition, a dark blue round bead was suspended above the head of the blood-robed old man, which released a layer of blue shield to protect it firmly. At the same time, he controlled a long and narrow magic knife and kept slashing towards Qi Huan.

Qi Huan had a solemn look on his face. He summoned a flying sword and tightly entangled the opponent's long and narrow magic knife, while controlling a small red realm at the same time.

The small red mirror flashed a red light from time to time, and then turned into firebirds that kept flying towards the blood-robed old man opposite.

Not only that, a piece of purple gauze appeared above Qi Huan's head. The purple gauze seemed to be extremely soft and thin, but the area it extended out was not small, covering Qi Huan's entire body, and it easily blocked the attack of the golden drum.

The old man in the blood-red robe had also reached the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, and was just on equal terms with Qi Huan.

However, just when Qi Huan wanted to break the deadlock, he suddenly felt an extremely cold and sinister force of curse in the void entangled with him.

Qi Huan's face suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily:
"Who dares to plot against me?"

(End of this chapter)