"You're making me angry!" Venerable Kurong's voice was surprisingly calm, and his body began to change, from fat to thin, his muscles disappeared, leaving a layer of dry and blackened skin clinging to his bones, his eye sockets were sunken, and his gaze became oily green, like a dried corpse that had just jumped out of a grave.

"I'm sorry!" Liu Wei'an said sorry, but he didn't even have the slightest sense of apology on his face. His eyes narrowed slightly, shooting out a dangerous light, his left hand was facing down, the runes in his palm flickered, and the soul suppression talisman slowly emerged, and an ancient and mysterious aura filled the air.

The right hand formed a fist, emitting a glowing light, and the sound of thunder could be faintly heard.

"Bloody Divine Skill!"

Venerable Kurong roared, and his body swelled in an instant, turning from a dry corpse into a normal plump human being, and the crimson blood qi shone like a smelting fire, enveloping a radius of a hundred meters.

Illuminated by the red light, the corpses on the ground instantly turned into blood and water, and the vitality was absorbed. Xu Banxian, who thought he was hiding far enough, screamed, and half of his body became dry, just because he was wiped by the red light.

The power of destruction deprives all vitality, the body and soul do not let go, and in an instant, Liu Wei'an felt a great crisis, this is a very mysterious power, with the blood as the guide, burning the body, melting in an instant, and the evaporated vitality is absorbed by the Venerable Kurong and strengthens his body.

If you look closely, you will find that it is not only the corpse that is deprived of life, but also the microorganisms hidden in the soil, etc., which also belong to the object of deprivation, and this power is transformed between death and survival, and the others die, and the withered and honorable ones live, sparing no life.

"Bloody Divine Skill!"

There is a certain corner of the street, and there is a street from the south of the city, so you can't see this place from the eye. An old man dressed in sackcloth leaned against a round stone and pretended to sleep, and when the Venerable Kurong sacrificed the Bloody Clothes Divine Skill, his body suddenly stiffened, his eyes opened, and he shot out an incomparably brilliant essence, but in an instant, he returned to normal, and his tense body softened. A heart is no longer at peace.

The bloody clothes are back in the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes have been restless ever since.

The bloodlight forms a whole world, in which the bloodlight rules everything. Liu Wei'an's body seemed to have dropped a piece of aqua regia, melting at an alarming speed, the tiniest blood molecules burning, and the destructive power generated disintegrated every inch of the muscles of the body.

The breath of death is so clear.

At the last moment, the power of the soul suppression talisman exploded, suppressing everything, the blood light was still, the burning blood molecules remained in a burning state and no longer changed, and everything was pressed the pause button. The face of the Venerable Kurong who thought that everything was under control became stunned, and in the next second, fear appeared in his eyes, and then he was enveloped in pitch black.

Heaven and earth fell into darkness, there was not a trace of light, it was so dark that even the soul could not struggle.

The Dark Emperor

The crimson field and the darkness collided terribly, and the two forces collided, and in just a moment, the victory and defeat were divided. Venerable Kurong let out a terrified cry, his expression full of despair, he never thought that one day, there would be a power that could completely suppress the Bloody Cloak Sect's Suppression Divine Skill, and it was when he fully broke out.

The blood light was all swallowed up by the darkness, leaving not a single trace behind. He wanted to resist, but no matter how he converted the power of life and death, it was like winter snow meeting the scorching sun, melting in an instant.

He was scared, and for the first time he was afraid. In the past, even if he encountered a dangerous situation, he was confident that he could retreat with the help of the Bloody Cloth Divine Skill, because as long as the Bloody Cloth Divine Skill was sacrificed, no matter how difficult the enemy was, he would not dare to block it. But not today, Liu Wei'an was not afraid at all, and comprehensively pressed him.

"No-" Venerable Kurong wanted to retreat, but he was horrified to find that he had withdrawn at least dozens of miles in one step, and according to the distance, he had already left the Blue City, but it was dark in front of him, and he was still in the realm of the Dark Emperor Sutra. He knew that it wasn't that the scope of the Dark Emperor Sutra was so large, but that he was trapped.

The power of darkness is not as evil as the Blood-Cloaked Divine Skill, but the means of devouring life are the same. Venerable Kurong is based on the art of withering glory and defending with blood-clothed divine skills, but under the devouring of the power of darkness, the blood-clothed divine skills instantly lost their luster, and the power of darkness covered it, and the power of withered glory was only dry, without glory, and the breath of death was like the tongue of a poisonous snake, licking the neck behind him, and in an instant, goosebumps came out.

It's very slow to say, in fact, in the blink of an eye, the darkness is covered with red light, and half of the life span of the Venerable Kurong disappears in an instant, and the Venerable Kurong who has exhausted all kinds of hole cards has no way to watch his body corrupt, age, and die.

He couldn't fight, he couldn't escape, he had never felt that kind of despair like he did now. The Dark Emperor Sutra is too domineering, it doesn't give the Kurong Venerable Time to think at all, destroying his body and destroying his soul at the same time.

"I'm dead, don't think about it!" Resentment, unquenchable resentment, was born from the voice of the Venerable Kurong, his expression solemn, his eyes full of fierceness, and an obscure incantation emanating from the air. It can be seen that this spell is extremely extraordinary, because every time he recited the spell, the face of the Venerable Kurong was painful, and this pain was far more violent than being devoured by the dark power, so that his eyes, complexion, and body underwent abnormal changes, as if he had been tortured.

"The curse of weeping blood, curses the land in front of you, and you will never be able to live forever!" Venerable Kurong screamed, his body exploded, and all the life essence condensed into a drop of blood, breaking free from the power of the soul suppression talisman, piercing the darkness, and shooting towards Liu Wei'an.

In an instant, Liu Wei'an was terrified, and the terrible uneasiness permeated his whole body from the bottom of his heart, and the feeling of death was more than ten times stronger than when he encountered the bloody clothes magic skill before, without the slightest hesitation, he withdrew and retreated, turning into a streamer of light, shooting to the sky, fast to the extreme. As for the life or death of the Venerable Kurong, he didn't care.

However, halfway through his escape, the bloodbeads caught up with him.

"Soul Talisman!"

"Dark Emperor Sutra!"

"Fist of Judgment!"

"Corpse Emperor Sutra!"

This drop of blood made Liu Wei'an feel very bad, and he tried his best to eliminate it, but everything was sudden, and the stunts he relied on seemed to be invalid at this moment. The blood beads thought of air and melted into his body. The blood beads had just entered his body, as if he had taken a breath of air, and he didn't feel anything, but in the next second, something terrible happened.

A body of power disappeared in an instant, he fell from mid-air, almost broke his leg, his moans were not yet spoken, he was covered by huge pain, indescribable pain came from every cell of the body, that kind of pain, more intense than a red-hot iron stick inserted into the nails, Liu Wei'an always thought that pulling nails was the most painful thing, and now he knew that he was too naïve. There are so many things in the world that are more painful than pulling out nails.

Physically endured endless pain, mentally also suffered, "Dark Emperor Sutra", "Great Judgment Fist", "Corpse Emperor Sutra" and the soul charm lost their senses, I don't know if they disappeared or just couldn't be sensed, this is the most terrifying.

For the first time, he felt unease and fear. It was a strong fear of the unknown.