Chapter 701: The Might of the Holy Lord

What kind of realm is it above the Yang Spirit Realm, as strong as the south wind, he can't even imagine, he only feels that he is standing next to the Holy Lord, he is so small, it is difficult to look at it. Gratis.

Perhaps, in the whole world, there is only such a Yang Spirit Realm as the Holy Lord, as a peerless existence in the world, she must be very lonely, right? Nanfeng thought secretly in his heart.

At this moment, the room was full of fragrance, and the Holy Lord put his hands behind his back and quietly placed them beside Gu Fan's bed, staring at him intently, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Nanfeng didn't know why the Holy Lord was stunned, but he always felt that something was not right in the Holy Lord's eyes, was this a proper performance of a chess piece? He could more or less feel some unusual meaning.

After a long time, Nanfeng said weakly: "Holy Lord, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did the Holy Lord come back to his senses, his eyes regain clarity, and then he reached out a hand, releasing a rolling power, covering Gu Fan's body.

In just an instant, the Holy Lord let out a sound of surprise and said in astonishment, "Resentful Spirit Ancient Curse?"

What the!

Nanfeng on the side was suddenly taken aback, as the existence of hands and eyes to the sky, he naturally had heard of the ancient curse of the resentful spirit, the legend is that the evil spirit gate is an extremely anti-heaven existence, not good at cultivation, but can make countless strong people have headaches, just because the evil spirit gate has all kinds of weird secret methods, which makes people unguardable, and it is a very terrifying existence.

But over the years, the Evil Spirit Gate has gradually disappeared, and very few people have been harassed by the secret method, including Nanfeng, and he has not seen it, so he can't find out why Gu Fan is in a coma.

"Holy Lord, how do you know that this is the Ancient Curse of the Resentful Spirit? It stands to reason that my cultivation is already considered a top-notch existence, if there is anything unusual, I should be able to see it. Nanfeng said in surprise.

The Holy Lord's slightly rough voice slowly came out: "This resentful spirit ancient spell is not based on the power of the law at all, how can you find out?"

"Not based on the law?" Nanfeng suddenly realized!

It's no wonder that with such a high level of cultivation, there is nothing to be done, it turns out that the secret method of this evil spirit gate is a self-contained system, and it does not belong to the great power of heaven and earth at all.

In the next moment, Nanfeng looked at the Holy Lord in horror, shocked and couldn't close his mouth, "You...... Your power is beyond the law?!"

It's horrible!

Even though Nanfeng guessed that the Holy Lord was very likely to be a figure above the Yang Spirit Realm, he never thought that her power would go beyond the scope of the law, you must know that the law is already the most powerful force in the world at present, so what is the power that the Holy Lord has?

The Holy Lord obviously didn't have the heart to say this, and didn't pay attention to Nanfeng's questions, and instead snorted: "There are still remnants of this evil spirit sect still alive in the world, it's time for them to become extinct." ”

The calm words, coming out of the mouth of the Holy Lord, actually made Nanfeng shudder, and he knew that the Holy Lord was angry.

The Holy Lord was angry, and the heavens and the earth were moved!

……

Meanwhile.

Zhou Kaiyuan was sitting cross-legged in the thatched hut, and he had maintained this posture for several days.

Since that day, after successfully casting the ancient spell of resentful spirits, his spiritual power began to be extremely sluggish, and his face instantly aged a little, this time in order to repay the favor, he forcibly used secret methods, which damaged his 18 years of yang life!

It wasn't until today that he gradually recovered a little bit of vitality, and after a while, Zhou Kaiyuan slowly opened his eyes, spat out turbidity, and muttered: "The favor is repaid, and it will be impossible to use this secret method in the future, so let it sink to the bottom of the sea." ”

On the table in front of Zhou Kaiyuan, there was a small scarecrow standing there, and the surroundings of this scarecrow were surrounded by a trace of resentful spirits, and people could perceive the gloomy atmosphere from afar.

Undoubtedly, the scarecrow has the breath of Gu Fan, and then engrave Gu Fan's birthday eight characters into it, you can do it across the mountain, and now what the scarecrow is bearing, Gu Fan is bearing the same thing.

However, at this moment, Zhou Kaiyuan's eyes widened suddenly, with a frightened look on his face, looking at the scarecrow in disbelief, his Adam's apple squirming up and down, obviously completely frightened, "This ...... What's going on!"

I saw wisps of black smoke gradually coming out of the scarecrow's body, but in the blink of an eye, it "banged" and turned into a flame, and it was fleeting.

It is recorded in the ancient books of the Evil Spirit Gate that the most powerful part of the 'Evil Spirit Ancient Curse' is not to put people to death, but to make it impossible for people to grasp the root of evil.

But the damage of this scarecrow clearly means that the ancient spell has been broken and completely invalid!

Who has such terrible means?

All of a sudden, the cold sweat behind Zhou Kaiyuan's back trickled down, and his clothes were quickly wet, just when he realized that something was wrong and was about to flee for his life, two figures came directly, very suddenly, without the slightest warning, and without any wind and grass.

Two people, a man and a woman, appeared here alive!

"Who are you, what do you want to do?" Zhou Kaiyuan was extremely panicked, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, trembling all over.

Nanfeng sneered and said, "I didn't expect that the Evil Spirit Gate still has a remnant of you, and the real wildfire can't be burned and the spring breeze blows and grows." ”

Zhou Kaiyuan stared at the two people in front of him, his pupils suddenly contracted, the ancient spell of resentful spirits is not based on the power of the law, so since the other party can crack it, it must have a magical power beyond the law.

After searching again and again in his mind, he finally woke up suddenly, and it was recorded on the last page of the ancient book, "If you want to break the ancient curse of resentful spirits, you can only go above the Yang Spirit Realm." ”

So, the two in front of ......

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Kaiyuan was directly frightened to the point that his soul was not possessed, his feet were weak, and he fell to his knees, "Spare your life!"

"What kind of enmity do you have with Gu Fan, and you want to harm him like this?" asked Nanfeng.

Zhou Kaiyuan trembled, and really didn't dare to hide anything, "I received the grace of the Huang family many years ago, and a while ago, Huang Baocheng, a junior of the Huang family, came to look for me, in order to repay the kindness, I sacrificed eighteen years of yang life and cast the ancient spell of resentful spirits. ”

Huang Baocheng?

Nanfeng is usually not in the Divine Mansion, and even if he is, he will not know a little disciple of the Eighth Courtyard, but it just so happened that Huang Baocheng's incident was rumored a while ago, and Nanfeng heard about it a little.

Soon, Nanfeng looked at the Holy Lord and said, "Huang Baocheng died a few days ago. ”

The face under the Holy Lord's veil was not shocked, and he said indifferently: "I went to destroy that family, I don't want to see any remnants of bloodline." ”

"Yes. Nanfeng nodded respectfully, and then waved his hand and penetrated into the spatial wormhole.

After the south wind left, the Holy Lord glanced at Zhou Kaiyuan indifferently and said, "Hand over all the inheritance of your evil spirit sect." ”

Zhou Kaiyuan was already frightened, naturally he would do whatever the other party said, and immediately took out all the inheritance books of the Evil Spirit Gate from the Sumeru Ring and presented them with both hands.

The Holy Lord took away the basic and simple book, and then his body suddenly disappeared in place, not even a trace of breath was left.

Seeing that the strong man left like this, Zhou Kaiyuan sat on the ground with his buttocks, panting heavily, secretly saying that it was dangerous, and he was glad that he had a big life and escaped.

However, this thought had just risen in his mind, and in the blink of an eye, the thatched house also disappeared without a trace, and there was no sound during the whole process, and the thatched house evaporated!

There are many ways for a strong person to kill people, but there is probably no one like Zhou Kaiyuan who dies like this, in this world, no one can be like the Holy Lord, after a person leaves, he can still make all this go up in smoke, and he doesn't even make any sound.

Above the Yang Spirit Realm, it is really terrifying, and such characters seem to be faintly beyond the scope of people!

……

At this time, Gu Fan was still lying on the bed, but all the strange signs on his body had disappeared, and his expression gradually became calmer, no longer frowning, and no longer haunted by nightmares.

Fang Qian sat at the head of the bed, gently wiped his forehead with a towel, looking meticulous, looking very much like his wife taking care of her husband from a distance.

Suddenly, Gu Fan's eyelids jumped, his instinctive vigilance for so many years made him realize that there were people around him, under the conditioned reflex, he suddenly a carp jumped up, and with lightning speed, his right arm bent around Fang Qian's neck, and on the palm of his hand, there was a trace of soft touch!