The power of this "Book of Witch Spells", even if Jiang Yi enlightened and cultivated the Great Dream Heart Seal, he couldn't resist it.

Those curses were fulfilled one by one, and they all appeared on Jiang Yi's body, causing him to usher in the five decays of heaven and man, almost losing all his vitality, and becoming a terrifying dried corpse.

Ordinary dried corpses are dead people, but Jiang Yi is still alive.

The flame of his life seemed to be blown by a strong wind, swaying incessantly, as if it would be extinguished in the next moment, and he would die.

There had never been a moment when he had been so close to death.

But at that moment, his withered right hand swiped across the storage bag, and a drop of dark red blood flew out of it, and the seal on it broke open and sank into his mouth, and he swallowed it in one gulp.

"Nuchuan ......" came out of his mouth, a sound as thin as a mosquito and a fly, very faint, and almost no one could hear it clearly.

This drop of dark red blood is the soul blood of the five-star ancient god Nuchuan, which contains the four great magical powers of the ancient god clan, at this moment, at the critical juncture of life and death, he finally took it out and swallowed it in his mouth.

Bang!

As soon as this drop of soul blood was swallowed by Jiang Yi in his body, it immediately dispersed violently, and then turned into a huge vitality that swept through all four limbs.

Jiang Yi's body, like a dead tree in spring, was immediately restored and gradually enriched under the nourishment of this vitality.

The power of the curse that invaded his body was immediately dispersed under this burst of vitality.

Nu Chuan is a peerless genius of the ancient god clan, and he has already cultivated to the peak level of the five-star ancient god, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the six-star ancient god, but he only has three drops of soul blood.

These three drops of soul blood contain all his strength, and losing one drop is a huge loss to his cultivation, and I am afraid that it will take hundreds of years of hard cultivation to make up for it.

But in order to teach Jiang Yi the magic of the ancient god clan, he gave a drop of soul blood to Jiang Yi, this drop of soul blood contains an extremely huge amount of energy, no matter who it falls into, it is a great creation.

Jiang Yi was still a dying person one moment ago, but the next moment he was pulled back from the death line, completely recovered, and returned to the top.

On his forehead, the outline of the star mark swept away and dimmed, and in an instant, the light was brilliant, and it completely condensed into a complete star mark.

Another mark of the stars, condensed out.

The power of twenty-three galaxies, the power of twenty-four galaxies, and the power of twenty-five galaxies......

In an instant, Jiang Yi's strength increased dramatically, advancing by leaps and bounds, and he actually reached the terrifying point of the power of thirty galaxies, the power is infinite, the world is invincible, who is competing!

"I finally broke through to the five-star ancient god, the void changed!"

On Jiang Yi's forehead, five star imprints were side by side, emitting an unprecedented light, extremely dazzling, and anyone who saw it would be shocked and discolored.

At the same time, a huge wave of memories poured into Jiang Yi's spiritual soul sea, making Jiang Yi's head swell and hurt.

This memory is impressively the four magical skills of the ancient gods, calling the wind, calling the rain, moving the mountains, and pouring the sea.

These four supernatural powers, without any written records, but four pictures, floating in Jiang Yi's spiritual soul sea, are very vast and exquisite.

Jiang Yi's soul rushed to the first picture without hesitation.

This is an ancient sacred mountain, like a sword, straight into the sky, from a distance, half of this sacred mountain is embedded in the clouds, looming.

At this moment, on top of this sacred mountain, there is a majestic figure sitting cross-legged, this is a middle-aged man, his eyes closed, not angry but mighty, like an eternal stubborn stone, motionless.

The top of this sacred mountain is extremely high, so the wind is very strong, and the wind is howling, which seems to have become the eternal scenery of this mountain.

But the strange thing is that the clothes on this middle-aged man's body did not move at all, as if the wind automatically dissipated when it blew on his body.

"No, it's not dissipation, but this wind, which penetrated through his body, how is it possible?" Jiang Yi's heart was shocked, and he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if this middle-aged man had become a part of the wind.

At this moment, the middle-aged man stood up, looked at the vast sea of clouds in front of him, and his eyes flashed: "The art of exhaling the wind, you need to understand the existence of the wind, only by turning yourself into a part of the wind, can you control the power of the wind, so as... Breathe the wind!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and flicked it forward, and suddenly all the winds on the top of the mountain rolled and gathered, turning into a black storm, which blew out fiercely, and immediately blew all the clouds and mist away, revealing the great sun, and the eyes were clear.

"The art of exhaling the wind can bring strange winds and blow out the vitality of all spirits, once it is used, it is fire and people will die, and they will never die!"

The middle-aged man seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed to be saying it to Jiang Yi, and after he finished speaking, this picture was shattered, and Jiang Yi's soul appeared in the sea of spiritual souls again.

And in the sea of his spiritual soul, there are only three pictures left.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Yi's body was shocked, and he opened his eyes, with a look of horror in his eyes, and he still remembered the scene in the picture in his mind.

"It turns out that the four great magical powers of this ancient god are not passed on by word of mouth, but all rely on their own comprehension, and how much they comprehend, how much they can exert their power!"

Gradually, there was a look of enlightenment in his eyes.

All this seemed to take a long time, but in fact, it only happened in an instant, Jiang Yi swallowed that drop of soul blood, and suddenly resisted the power of the curse, recovered, and broke through to the five-star ancient god.

"What? What kind of blood is this, is it the blood of an immortal? After only swallowing a drop, he completely recovered, and broke through to the five-star ancient god?"

When the High Priest of the Dead saw this, the sinister smile on his face suddenly froze and was replaced by a look of disbelief, and he cried out in horror, unable to believe his eyes.

"No one can stop the curse of the Book of Witches, even if you recover completely, even if you cultivate into a five-star ancient god, you will die under the curse and cannot turn over!"

The High Priest of the Curse was also startled, and then revealed an even stronger murderous intent, and as he spoke, he turned the "Book of Curses" to the last page, and suddenly an even more evil aura erupted.

"Witch Twilight!"

Five ancient witch characters appear on the last page of this "Book of Witch Spells", and in an instant, the sky and the earth are dark, the sun sinks, and the light of the sunset is shining, and the sunset is full of sky, which is beautiful.

It's a pity that "the sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk".

Heaven and earth are about to descend into boundless darkness, curses and carnivals, and demons dance wildly.

From the "Book of Witch Spells", the power of the curse emanated one after another, more gloomy, more violent, and instantly enveloped Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi's face was calm, as if he hadn't seen the attack of the cursed high priest, and his mind was still immersed in that picture.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, the breeze blew, he felt the presence of the wind, and muttered: "Feel the wind, blend into the wind, and control the wind...... This wind exhalation technique, I have seen Nu Chuan perform it with my own eyes in the Yin Si realm, and at this moment, from that picture, I have a lot of insights, and it seems that I can barely perform it!"

As he spoke, his ancient god power moved in a strange trajectory, his five fingers erected and he swung forward.

"How, the wind!"

Phew!

In an instant, I saw a black wind whistling out and appearing outside Jiang Yi's body, forming a powerful storm that tore outward in an instant.

The power of the curse that came over collapsed and dissipated in an instant under this storm.

Then the black wind turned into a huge black dragon and swept towards the sky.

Bang!

The five ancient Wu characters immediately collapsed, and the heavens and the earth regained their light again, just like the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain in the picture, which dissipated in an instant, and the clouds saw the sun, and the spring flowers bloomed.

Storm hunting, wanton blowing, sweeping the earth cracked.

Bang! The Book of Witches and Spells in the High Priest's hand suffered a terrible impact, and it burst open in an instant, turning into fragments of animal skins scattered in the sky.

A history of civilization is dead.

The ancient witchcraft seemed to have ended in Jiang Yi's hands and ceased to exist.

"No ......"

The High Priest of the Curse screamed, and the soul suffered an unprecedented shock, suddenly becoming extremely bleak and illusory, as if it was about to die with the Book of Witches.

But he didn't seem to feel all this, and grabbed it with his big hands, as if he wanted to keep the Book of Witches, but all he grabbed in his hands were old pieces of animal skin.

He looked at the fragments of animal skins, his face was dead, it was his way, his life was all about, but now it was ruined, and his heart was dripping blood.

It was worse than killing him.

"Jiang Yi, you dare to destroy my Book of Witch Spells, I will fight with you!" The cursed high priest immediately lost his mind, he roared wildly, and the Yuan Soul burst out with dazzling light again, directly turning into a flying sword, and sending a terrifying blow towards Jiang Yi.

"No!" the High Priest of the Undead shouted when he saw this, trying to stop it.

But it's too late!

Jiang Yi's killing machine flashed, and the ancient god halberd immediately appeared in his hand, and suddenly rose into the air, soaring, and the power of thirty galaxies operated, and a halberd struck out, drawing a trajectory in the sky, and it was a miraculous workmanship.

This halberd directly broke through the attack of the cursed high priest, shattered the flying sword, and directly pierced and tore apart the soul of the cursed high priest.

Curse the High Priest, death.

"Damn, this son has cultivated into a five-star ancient god, reached the void change, is already invincible, killed the prince of Jidu, cursed the high priest, and left quickly, only the barbarian king himself can be killed!"

When the High Priest of the Dead saw this, he was almost frightened to death, completely desperate, and disheartened, knowing that he was not an opponent, so he turned and ran away.