Immortal Emperor's marriage

Chapter 591
"What's going on in the future, don't care for now, there are still five days before the closure of Shenglongtai, we can get as much dragon marrow fluid as possible." Luo Jiuxuan was dressed in white like snow, with the fairy light on his body flickering and extinguishing, resisting the pressure of Longwei .

"It's true, one drop of dragon marrow liquid can be worth three months of hard work, as long as you swallow a sufficient amount of dragon marrow liquid, your cultivation will naturally rise, and you will not be afraid of all enemies." Yan Feiyun nodded.

"Boy Luo, what do you plan to do with Gu Tianyun?" The roe deer walked over, and his eyes fell on the coffin beside Luo Jiuxuan.

A cold light flashed in Luo Jiuxuan's eyes, as if the cold wind was blowing under the abyss, and the temperature of everything dropped suddenly. He said: "This person cursed my Luo family in the past, making my family almost withered and destroyed. Now He fell into my hands, so I will treat him with his humanity, and let him see what a real curse is!"

When his voice fell, Gu Tianyun's bitter roar also sounded from the coffin: "Luo Jiuxuan, if you dare to lay a poisonous hand on this holy son, even if the Tianfeng Sect has exhausted the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon will still tear you to pieces, kill your soul and peel your skin !"

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, but I still talk nonsense after being caught by me!"

Luo Jiuxuan let out a cold cry, his robes were windless and automatic, his hands were sealed in seals, and he said silently: "Hell Ghost Messenger, Nine Nether Souls Land, Immeasurable Dark Sun, Yin Division's Poisonous Curse."

hum! ! !
He pointed his fingertips at the sky, the sky and the earth trembled violently, the wind and clouds dispersed, and the sky suddenly became dark. A gloomy sun with no warmth appeared in the sky, and then fell from the sky, imprinted on the coffin. middle.

This is the unique incantation of Immortal Emperor Jiuxuan, which he realized when he set foot in the Underworld.

Such spells are extremely vicious and harmful to the peace of heaven, unless it is used by someone who has a deep hatred against him, otherwise it will not be cast easily.

The poisonous curse of the underworld is a kind of spiritual curse. The person who is cursed will drag his spiritual soul into hell forcibly, and suffer all the hardships and tortures in hell.

There are 99 layers of hell in the world, and each layer is the most painful place of torture in the world. It goes deep into the bone marrow and penetrates the soul, such as tongue-pulling hell, oil pan hell, heart-digging hell, etc. In fact, there are far more than eighteen layers of hell. , but [-] floors!

And because the underworld curse does not really drag people into hell, but just tortures their spirits, so they will not die directly.

That is to say, no matter how bruised Gu Tianyun is tortured, it will continue to spread, and he will wander in the 99th floor of hell for the rest of his life until eternity.

"what"

In the coffin, Gu Tianyun let out bursts of shrill howls, his voice was so miserable, as if he was being subjected to all the capital punishments in the world, even if the people present were all masters of one party with a detached state of mind, he couldn't help but shudder.

"After this trip is over, I will suppress you in the depths of the thick soil and enjoy the torture for the rest of my life, until my life energy is exhausted."

Luo Jiuxuan's voice was ice-cold, and he hit another block in his hand to block his voice.

"Brother Luo, you are so cruel." Yan Feiyun swallowed and said with emotion.

Afterwards, everyone began to fight for the dragon marrow liquid, but compared to before, the fight was much more peaceful, because all the members of the Red Lotus Sect and Tianfeng Sect had left, and it was no longer a situation where there were too many monks, and the forces present Neither of them has deep hatred and hatred, and there is no need to forge conflicts over dragon marrow liquid.

In such a relatively peaceful fight, everyone was unharmed, and four days passed, all the way to the ninth floor of No.90.

In the past few days, everyone has taken more than a drop of dragon marrow liquid, and their cultivation strength has soared. The great elders of each sect were originally strong at the ninth level of life and death, but at this moment, their aura is even more vast, and their every move With an aura that shakes the world, it can be seen that they are all one step closer to the realm of kings!
(End of this chapter)