Chapter 0315 Curse

"Poof!" The short knife in Mo Fan's hand sank into Long Changkong's chest.

"Didn't you say it's cool to be stabbed with a knife, you can try it too. ”

The short knife was pulled out by Mo Fan, and stabbed into the more painful but not fatal part of Long Changkong's body.

As a medical fairy, he knows best where these places are.

"Ah" stabbed in, and a scream came from Long Changkong's mouth.

"Don't kill me, if you kill me, the people of our Yinshan Sect will not let you go, there are still many people alive in our Yinshan Sect, and their strength is very strong. Long Changkong was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he shouted with a hideous face.

After that riot, many people died in the Yinshan Sect, but the survivors were also a strength that should not be underestimated after all these years of recuperation.

"Let them come to me, I will be waiting for you at any time in Yinshan. Mo Fan said indifferently.

He asked for this place in the Yinshan Sect, if anyone wants to trouble him, just come.

The knife was pulled out again, and he gave Long Changkong a few more knives.

"You, you demon, you have the ability to kill me. Long Changkong shouted, his eyes full of anger.

"Kill you, hehe. Mo Fan smiled coldly.

Long Changkong liked to play so much just now, he injured Ah Hao and the three of them one after another, how could he let him die if he didn't play with him.

"Poof"

But after a while, 30 holes appeared on Long Changkong's body, like a bloody man.

"Boy, in that case, none of us should want to live. Long Changkong saw that he was going to be beaten to death by Mo Fan, he gritted his teeth, and a look of madness appeared in his eyes.

Mobilize the mana, and there are words in the mouth.

An extremely dangerous aura spread out from around the dragon's sky, as if a bomb was about to explode.

Hearing the spell in Long Changkong's mouth, Zhou Changhong's face changed greatly.

"Mr. Mo, hurry up and stop him, he wants to blow himself up. ”

This is their Yin Ghost Sect's Exploding Technique, which belongs to the spell of two injuries, and the caster detonates the Dao base by itself, releasing a powerful lethality.

He hadn't seen the power of this spell, but the master had told him how terrible it was.

One of his uncles once got a magic weapon, and was seen by a grandmaster, and in desperation, he used the Explosion Yuan Technique to die with this grandmaster.

His uncle only had the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building at that time, but he didn't kill the grandmaster, and the grandmaster was not much better, and his limbs were shredded into waste.

His uncle is still only in the early stage of foundation building, Long Changkong is already in the late stage of foundation building, and the power of the self-detonation Dao base is unimaginable, it is estimated that it is no different from a few tons of n explosion, and the entire valley will be blown up, and they will definitely die.

He didn't expect Long Changkong to cast this spell.

"Stop me, let's die together. Long Changkong shouted frantically and grabbed Mo Fan's shoulder.

"In front of me, you don't even have a chance to blow yourself up. Mo Fan said calmly, and slapped his palm on Long Changkong's head.

He's seen too much of the self-detonation technique, and let a minor monk blow himself up in front of him, is it possible?

Long Changkong's expression was stunned, and the dangerous aura on his body disappeared instantly, as if a lit bomb had suddenly been extinguished.

"W-what's going on?"

Can the Exploding Technique be interrupted?

Not only was the Yuan Explosion Technique interrupted, but Mo Fan's palm went down, and his cultivation was also sealed.

This kid is terrible.

Mo Fan didn't answer, and put one hand in front of Long Changkong.

"You just let the Ghost King smoke Zhou Changhong's qi and blood, right?"

As soon as these words came out, a suction force emerged.

Blood-red gas suddenly flew out of Long Changkong's mouth and flew towards Mo Fan's palm, and a red ball was condensed.

Long Changkong's mouth was wide open, and he wanted to speak, but he could only make a "whine" sound, and his expression was extremely painful.

In just a moment, he was a few years old, his face was as pale as paper, and an egg-sized Qi and Blood Pill appeared in Mo Fan's hand, and Mo Fan stopped.

"Kill me, kill me. Long Changkong's eyes were full of fear, and he prayed in a low voice.

He didn't want to live anymore, he just begged Mo Fan to kill him immediately.

This person is so terrible, he can't fight, he can't escape, he can't blow himself up, and he can't die.

He had encountered many strong people, but there was definitely no one Mo Fan who was so terrifying.

In particular, Mo Fan is only 16 years old.

"Kill you?" Mo Fan shook his head.

"You bullied the little fox just now, didn't you? ”

"I bullied him, and I killed his whole family, so kill me quickly. ”

Mo Fan pinched a magic seal, and an ancient symbol appeared in his hand.

"Then you can try the Qingqiu clan's transformation wood again. ”

His hand slapped on Long Changkong's body, and Long Changkong's skin suddenly turned yellow, like dead wood, and the numb feeling spread to all parts of his body.

Long Changkong's eyes were wide open, and he looked at his hands that were gradually losing sensation in disbelief, and his eyes were full of fear.

The Qingqiu clan has a spell, once you get hit by this spell, your body will turn into wood little by little, and you can't die and can't live, until your body decays little by little, and finally disappears from the world completely.

This spell is used to punish people who have the mark of Qingqiu on their bodies, which is extremely terrifying, knowing that they are a person, but they are no different from wood.

Mo Fan stabbed him 30 times, drew his blood and qi, and cast this spell on him.

"Mo Fan, you are a demon, you are waiting for our Yinshan Sect to be not so easy to bully, and I will not let you go if I am a ghost. Long Changkong shouted hysterically, his face more hideous than that of an evil ghost.

"You can't be a ghost, because your soul and body will be burned clean in karmic fire. Mo Fan said indifferently.

"Burn!"

Spit out a word, and in his eyes that stared coldly at Long Changkong, the orange flame suddenly lit up.

Orange flames suddenly ignited on Long Changkong's body, and billowing black smoke came out.

Slaughtering the Qingqiu clan, deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, and burning the karmic fire is the best punishment for this kind of person.

Karmic fire not only burns the body, but also burns the soul.

If the soul is pure, it will be fine under the karmic fire.

But if you do a lot of evil, the process of burning your soul is not only extremely painful, but it will also be burned to the point that there is nothing left.

As soon as the orange flame appeared on Long Changkong's body, it quickly covered his entire body

"Ahh

"Boy, you wait, our Long family will not let you go, absolutely not, you wait, you will know right away, our Long family will let you never be reborn!" The voice was like the curse of the Nine Ghosts.

The screams didn't last long, and under the burning of the karmic fire, the dragon sky quickly turned to ashes.

The orange flame in Mo Fan's eyes flickered, slowly disappeared into his eyes, and disappeared.

His face was as ugly as gold paper in an instant, and his body stumbled and almost fell.

At this moment, a black mark appeared from where the dragon had disappeared from the sky.

The mark is the size of a thumb like a poisonous snake, and the evil aura is awe-inspiring, and as soon as it appears, it flies towards Mo Fan like lightning.

Without allowing Mo Fan to react, the mark burrowed into Mo Fan's body, and a black snake-shaped mark appeared in the center of their eyebrows, and quickly disappeared.