Outside the castle of Ryusang.

Under the night, the cinnamon trees are in the sky, and the mountains and fields are filled with dark shadows, and the cold wind gusts, exuding cold, and the city of Liusang not far away has also fallen silent.

Decades have passed since the collapse of the Lusang tribe, and the people who experienced this incident died and those who were reduced to slaves were reduced to slaves, and now except for some old people who will talk about it, the miserable situation is gradually disappearing into the years.

In the night, the snail walked on the wasteland, his body was surrounded by black gas, and there was a roar of evil ghosts in the black air, and his hideous face looked even more ghostly in the night.

His eyes kept looking around, and as he went, he stood still, his eyes closed, and his breath gradually fell silent.

Airplanes!

Under the night, the cold wind gusted, blowing through the wild grass, there were insects chirping at the roots of the grass, the witch mark at the center of the snail's eyebrows flashed black smoke, and a winged python rushed out, absorbing the black gas around it at once, turning into a black python, swallowing the cold, sweeping the surrounding wasteland.

The evil python roamed through this clearing, and everywhere it passed, the insects chirped, the grass and trees withered, and the earth was dead and silent.

After the evil python came back from a circle, it returned to the witch mark in the eyebrows, the snail reopened his eyes, his palm slowly spread, and a black light floated out, turning into twelve dark shadows in mid-air and heading in all directions, each black light stirred up black smoke, surrounding the land in a thousand feet.

There was a strange looking fierce shadow faintly floating in every black smoke, a hungry wolf with two heads and four wings and fangs like a scimitar, and a phantom with four arms like a human, compared to snakes and pythons and the like, which were already normal.

Surrounded by twelve evil shadows, the hoarse sound spread far and wide in the dark night, opening his mouth and swallowing the evil aura, intertwining into a large net of black smoke in this wasteland, and wisps of black gas seeped into the earth along the net.

As the black gas continued to seep into the earth, the earth trembled slightly, the fine grains of sand were shaken, and a strange air flow diffused, and for a while, a faint bloody breath floated on the wasteland.

In the blink of an eye, the bloody breath became thick, and the earth cracked, and the clods of soil cracked into particles, which were stained with dried blood, and had taken on a dark and mottled appearance.

Buzz! Buzz!

Time passed, and all the soil particles containing blood stains on this wasteland were washed away by black smoke, and one by one they were suspended in mid-air, bursting with a little brilliance.

The snail's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a flick of his pale fingers, thousands of bloodstained soil particles suddenly shattered into dust and fell, leaving only hundreds of golden soil grains.

Although more than twenty years have passed since the First World War, the fact that the blood of the dragon scepter is dripping to the earth, and the color of the blood blends with the soil here, this fact cannot be changed.

Back then, the dragon staff mother-in-law was known as the half-step divine power realm, and the power that existed in the natural blood was also the most powerful, and at this moment, the snail's eyes noticed the most brilliant soil particles of golden light.

Burst!

As the Great Manipulator unleashed, twelve evil shadows hissed, sending out twelve torrents of black smoke, encompassing all the golden soil particles at once, and shattering dozens of the particles that brought him familiar feelings into nothingness.

After collecting the remaining soil grains, the screw steps towards the southwest.

Over the years, the only bloody battles of the powerhouses above the Shenzang Realm outside the city of Liusang were the patriarch and the dragon staff mother-in-law, so it was very simple to find the blood stains of the dragon staff mother-in-law.

Besides, there are also traces of the patriarch's blood entangled, and it is indeed the dragon staff mother-in-law.

Although it is said that after more than twenty years, the blood stains have long since dried up, and they are inseparable from the soil, but for the snail, he has the same method, his speed is very fast, and before noon on the second day, he has already returned to the outside of Lingyang Ghost Snake.

Since the day of its formation, the Lingyang ghost snake has been isolated from the sun all day long, the mountains and mountains are overturned, the ghost is gloomy, the living are not allowed to enter, and ordinary warriors will be eroded directly when they enter its center, and then they will be in a trance, and they will die in fear.

The ghosts in the mountains are thick, and there are faint ghosts crying endlessly, making people sound chilly, black fog rolling, and unspeakable evil breaths rise from the toppled mountains.

Accustomed to this snail, he walked towards the depths of the mountain through the ghostly images, the location of the main peak of the original Lingyang Mountain, the collapsed hall was only left with a pile of rocks, and the evil aura was the strongest between this pile of rocks.

Over the years, he has opened up his own cultivation dojo here, and his steps have landed on the platform in the center of the pile of stones, and his hands have played out the magic tricks, and the witch seal at the center of his eyebrows has bloomed with a bright black light.

Thundered!

In an instant, the surrounding rocks shook, the black mist rolled, and thousands of ghosts roared.

Black smoke rose one after another, and each wisp of swaying swallowed the black mist in all directions, and the rocks began to tremble, falling one by one, and a beast with wings appeared, and the whole body was dark and cold.

Immediately after that, a venerable evil beast appeared one after another, occupying the twelve directions, compared to the phantom on the wasteland, the twelve evil beasts were more lifelike at this moment.

"Evil Gathering!"

A hoarse sound came out of the snail's mouth, and the eyes of the twelve evil shadows seemed to be lit up at this moment, and the ghost cry in this ghost was more and more poignant and sad.

"Edict!"

Then, the bloodstained soil particles collected outside Ryusang City appeared in his hand, and they were released towards the altar between the twelve evil beast figures.

As his command fell, the twelve beasts roared, opened their mouths and black smoke swept out like a river, drowning the soil particles in between.

When the twelve black smoke converged to one point, a wisp of netherworld flame ignited, and in an instant, the black clouds over the entire Lingyang Mountain rolled, the temperature dropped sharply, and the surrounding void seemed to be distorted.

The Netherworld Flame scorched the soil particles, and the dry blood stains that had already merged with the soil were faintly red as they rolled in the flames, and they actually gathered back into blood droplets.

One drop ~~ two drops ~~ three drops ~~~

With the passage of time, eleven drops of crimson blood were refined from the soil grains, which turned into a mass under the scorching of the Nether Flames.

The crimson blood splashed, as if pregnant with something, and as it continued to roll, it gradually manifested an illusory halo, and there was a young woman's figure in the halo, which was exactly when the dragon staff mother-in-law was young.

The twelve evil beasts continued to swallow black smoke, building an illusory ghost world, and the shadows of evil ghosts looked around, and a funeral song sounded.

......

Lo Shui Bo Ministry.

In a secluded and simple cave, the dragon staff sat cross-legged on the stone bed and breathed silently, and the water veins were hooked under the stone bed, and wisps of spiritual energy were withdrawn and absorbed by her.

The water vapor tumbled, turning into a cloud of mist behind her, and a pale golden dragon shuttled between the clouds and mist, as if it were in the vast ocean.

In an instant, in the tumbling of water vapor, a trace of black gas was derived from nothingness, and in the blink of an eye, the black gas and water vapor fused into one, and there were ghosts in the black gas, and a yin river ran through the void, and countless evil ghosts rose and fell in the river.

In a trance, the dragon staff mother-in-law saw a ghost snake supported by twelve evil beasts, countless ghosts roared and screamed, she was already in the rudiments of outlining the supernatural power, and was shocked by the terrible ghost cry, and her heart swayed, and her spirit was in a trance.

Click!

In an instant, the prototype of the dragon supernatural power behind it started from the dragon's head, cracking inch by inch, and the cracks spread to the entire dragon body, tearing apart the water vapor cloud and mist.

Burst!

The breath of her body fluctuated, and the blood rolled out, wetting the beast robe, and her face was dozens of years old in a trance, and she opened her eyes, revealing a smear of ash in her eyes.

"Elder!"

Outside the cave, a clansman rushed in, and when they saw the appearance of the dragon staff mother-in-law, they immediately exclaimed loudly, and soon the Luoshui clan lord Luo Qiu, the great elder, and the high priest got the news and appeared in the cave.

"Curse!"

There was a solemnity in the High Priest's eyes, and after examining the body of the Dragonscepter Mother, he shook his head.

"How's the Dragon Staff Elder going!"

Luo Qiu hurriedly asked, over the years, under his leadership, although the Luoshui Bobu is not as powerful as it was back then, but relying on Luoshui's influence for thousands of years, plus the annexation of tens of thousands of miles of land and buffer zones, Luoshui's territory is more than 100,000 li.

"Great Xia has made a move!"

Mother-in-law Dragon Staff regained a little bit of vitality, her family knew her own affairs, after a divine treasure was exploded, although it was repaired with elixir in time, it also took nearly twenty years to recuperate, and there was a chance to re-enter the Divine Power Realm.

But now it's completely hopeless.

"It's the cursed snail of the Great Xia tribe. ”

For the Great Xia Department, the Luo Shui Bo Department naturally knows it very well.

Burst!

Just as the dragon scepter mother was about to speak again, the battle qi on her body exploded again, and the blood spurted out, as if she had been struck by thunder.

Her ears remembered the conjuring of spirits in the underworld, coming from all directions.

"Town!"

At this moment, the high priest of Luoshui made a move, and the nine-faced dragon dragon gilt frog bone tower was sacrificed by him, suspended above the head of the dragon staff mother-in-law, and streams of blue light poured down like a waterfall, blocking the endless ghost cry from the outside world.

The fluctuations in the void collided with the blue light overflowing from the Jiao Bone Tower, manifesting the black qi, and conjuring up ghosts and shadows before dissipating.

"Such a ruthless method, I have been silent for twenty years, and I will seriously injure my mother-in-law as soon as I make a move!"

Luo Qiu's expression showed solemnity, and after a few breaths, he asked the high priest, "Is there any way to lift the curse?" ”

"Kill the cursed witch, or retrieve the natal token that the dragon staff left in the cursed witch's hands, or the curse will continue to hit. ”

"Mother-in-law, can you sense the location of the person who is cursed?"

The dragon staff mother-in-law, who was guarded by the Jiao Bone Tower, recovered a little, shook her head slightly, and continued: "I only saw a hell, supported by twelve evil beasts with different expressions, and ten thousand ghosts cried, endlessly, miserable as ghosts. ”

"Great Elder, first take the elixir to treat my mother-in-law's injuries, and then let Jiaozu take a look. ”

After thinking about it, Luo Qiu commanded loudly, and he left in a hurry to think of a way to deal with it.