Chapter 424: See the Blood Curse of Worship Again
Zhong Mubai's reminder, Nian Chen also understood.
In this end-of-law world, even the Yuanying Monk already belongs to the rare water chestnut, where are there any immortals, let alone the so-called bullshit immortals.
"If this immortal fate is a deception projected by the Moro clan with a phantom array, doesn't it mean that their hiding place should not be far from the Yin Wind Gorge?"
Nian Chen asked in surprise.
Zhong Mubai's voice sounded: "Not necessarily, if there is really a super large array handed down from ancient times, then this phantom array is just one of the small formations of the ancient great array, and the projection distance is at least a hundred miles!"
Nian Chen couldn't help but be disappointed.
A distance of 100 miles, and if you don't know the direction, it is equivalent to a radius of 300 miles.
This distance is almost the entire range of the Imperial Dragon Mountain Range.
"Don't be discouraged, since it has appeared, it will definitely show clues, let's just wait and see what happens!"
Zhong Mubai obviously understood Nianchen's determination to find the Moro Clan, and he unexpectedly became serious and serious.
Nian Chen nodded slightly.
At this time, in the Lanyue Kingdom Equestrian Alliance, which had just lost the first game, the Jindan wizard named Jiangtu spoke:
"It seems that the fairy fate has only been triggered, and it has not completely descended, will our fight continue?"
Yang Shouyi on the other side was naturally not to be outdone: "Hehe, if I can win you in one game, I can win your second and third games, and I Miao Jiang will accompany you at any time!"
Jiang Tu obviously heard the sarcasm in Yang Shou's words, but he didn't refute: "Then don't talk nonsense and start sending people!"
So, the two Jindan monks began to transmit the sound to their respective people and arrange a second battle.
Three seconds later.
Both figures stood up at the same time.
What stood up on the side of the Miao Jiang wizard was a thin figure who couldn't see his age.
This person is skinny and bone-like, as if a gust of wind can blow it away, and his face is pitted, and it is covered with layers of dead skin that seem to have scabbed over a wound, which looks very oozing, and it is impossible to see the age of the appearance at all.
On the other hand, the Lanyue Country Stagecoach Alliance sent a middle-aged man with a powerful figure.
This man was like steel cast in iron, even his hair and eyebrows stood upright, like a knife and a sword, and his whole body exuded a terrifying killing aura.
Obviously, the player who had just been punched to death by the opposing war witch was ready to use the same method to achieve a victory.
This mighty and strong man is obviously also a war witch.
And the thin figure on the opposite side only had the mana fluctuation of the third layer of Qi training.
Nian Chen couldn't help frowning slightly.
Could it be that the Miao Jiang Wizard is not going to win the second game?
The aura on this war witch is at least comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of foundation building.
On the other side, the thin figure is only a three-layer strength of qi training......
The difference in strength between these two people is as obvious as their figures!
Two people walked into the middle of the field and stood five meters apart.
The thin Miao Jiang wizard had neither a flying sword nor a skin specially designed to hold all kinds of poisons and Gu worms, and seemed to be ready to fight empty-handed.
On the face of the mighty war witch on the opposite side, a touch of cruel murder appeared, his eyes were locked on the opponent, and his body was actually getting more and more aggressive......
While Nian Chen was puzzled, he raised a touch of expectation.
Look at the guy who is as thin as a bamboo pole, and he is not afraid at all, what are the unexpected variables in this battle?
Nian Chen doesn't care about who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies.
But I am very interested in the combat methods of these wizards!
After fusing Zhong Mubai's memories, he already has a very deep understanding of the various magical secret techniques in the Xuanhuang Realm, but he knows very little about the local witches on the earth, whether it is Master or Zhong Mubai, so he just took this opportunity to take a good look......
At this time, the two people on the field have already begun to move!
The tall and mighty war witch bloomed with an aura comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of foundation building, approaching the thin bamboo pole step by step, and the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to turn into substance.
"Tuberculosis ghost, go die!"
The war witch's right arm slammed up, and with a terrifying wind-breaking sound, he slammed into the thin bamboo pole with a critical punch to the head.
One force will drop ten.
As a body refining war witch, he takes the path of hand-to-hand combat, without any fancy.
The strength of any war witch should not be underestimated.
However, Nian Chen found that hundreds of monks in Miao Jiang, including Yang Shouyi in the Jindan period, all seemed very calm, even with a hint of banter.
It seems that they don't have the slightest worry about the life and death of the thin bamboo pole.
In other words, they have absolute confidence in the strength of thin bamboo poles!
Really......
At the moment when the fist broke through the wind and slammed into it, it was about to explode his head.
The thin bamboo pole's eyes that had been squinting suddenly opened.
Under the control of Nianchen's spiritual power, he found that this guy's two eyes had completely turned blood-red, as if they would drip blood at any time.
"Curse of Blood!"
Nian Chen couldn't help but exclaim.
This secret technique, Nian Chen's impression is too deep.
He almost died under this mysterious spell at the beginning, if it wasn't for Zhong Mubai's remnant soul to bear the curse on his behalf, how could he still stand here now.
It was the invasion of this curse secret technique that made Zhong Mubai's remnant soul finally unable to hide, and had to come to his senses and merge with his soul......
"Your Excellency, please get on your way!"
The thin bamboo pole suddenly said this sentence lightly in his mouth, and quickly bowed to the mighty war witch.
The next moment.
The originally powerful punch that broke through the air suddenly lost all its strength and became soft.
Nian Chen found that the fierce war witch who was still full of murder just now suddenly lost his eyes, and his face became dull.
Rumble!
The tall body fell to the ground with a bang and threw himself at the foot of the thin bamboo pole.
Immediately, a scene that made more than 1,000 people scream in amazement......
The body of this mighty war witch quickly dried up!
In just three or five seconds, the once muscular body was only left with a layer of skin-wrapped bone frame!
The flesh and blood essence on his body has all disappeared without a trace.
Even the bones and a layer of skin are still melting rapidly......
Ten seconds later.
A big living person disappeared in front of everyone's eyes like this.
"Grass, a spell that is too much!"
Nian Chen couldn't help but burst into foul mouth.
Now it seems that I was lucky to have escaped the catastrophe!
If it weren't for Zhong Mubai's remnant soul to bear the blood curse of worship, his current self would also have turned his flesh and blood into ashes, and he couldn't die anymore!
At this moment, another exclamation sounded:
Oh my God, the Ten Thousand Poisons and Witches are starting to appear again!
Look and see, there is text again!
It turns out that if this Ten Thousand Poisons Witch Sutra wants to be presented, more blood sacrifices are needed!
Nian Chen looked up......
I saw that on the projection wall of the Quartet, sure enough, there were quaint characters one after another.
However, after only about a dozen words, the projection wall returned to stationary.