Chapter 162: Immortal Spell of Divine Monument Town

"The Ten Thousand Immortal Mantra has reappeared in the world, this is troublesome. Lin Chen, don't you have an immortal sword? Let's see if you can trigger a trace of power. Xuanyuan Hongxue also exclaimed.

This vicious curse, which has long since disappeared, still exists in the world.

Ten Thousand Immortal Mantra, known as the power of ten thousand immortals, knocks the enemy down to the mortal dust.

The caster will also be met with a huge backlash. The Divine Son of the Curse Clan actually cultivated this secret technique, and was desperately devoured, and he also wanted to attack Lin Chen. I thought that I was also in a hurry, otherwise this kind of secret technique that even the caster might be knocked out of the mortal dust, and ordinary people would not use it.

"The difference between the cultivation of the two is not too big, the Spell Clan Divine Son does not have the strength to completely crush Lin Chen, so he will be counterattacked. Lin Chen, either use the strongest killing move or use the secret treasure, otherwise, he can't stop it at all. The rogue rabbit finally put away the playful mentality at this moment and solemnly reminded.

He used to follow the Emperor of the Gods and was well-informed.

Ordinary things will not be his attention at all. But the Ten Thousand Immortals Mantra in the Mythological Era, this is a spell that he is very afraid of.

Legend has it that in the age of mythology, there were really immortals in the world. At that time, at the peak of the Ten Thousand Immortal Mantra, even immortals could knock down mortal dust. Of course, the caster must also be at the corresponding level, otherwise it will not be effective at all.

Either way, this spell is too terrifying.

"Legend has it that the end of the mythical age, the King of Humans, also suffered the curse of ten thousand immortals when he was young. He almost became a mortal, but later he was amazingly talented, competing with the sky and the Ten Thousand Immortal Mantra for strength, relying on his indomitable will, adventure and heavenly resources, he carried the Ten Thousand Immortal Mantra. And from then on, he is immune to the Ten Thousand Immortals Curse. But he or she hated this spell and personally killed the force that attacked him, and destroyed the spell, and that force was destroyed. ”

Fairy Qingshi looked puzzled, this is very wrong.

Why does the Ten Thousand Immortals Mantra still exist in the world? and was learned by the Divine Son of the Curse Clan, could it be that the force that attacked the young human king in the mythological era was the Spell Clan, or had a relationship with the Spell Clan?

"It's useless - each spell master can only cast the Ten Thousand Immortals Spell three times in his life, and unless he becomes an emperor, he can break this boundary. However, it also means that the Ten Thousand Immortals Mantra is invincible. Don't say that Lin Chen's cultivation is not as good as mine, even if the Star Realm cultivator suffers from the Ten Thousand Immortal Curse, there is no solution. The Divine Son of the Spell Clan coughed up blood, and after casting the Ten Thousand Immortal Curse, he languished.

Sneering –

The immortal light condensed out, and finally turned into two words, which is 'turning into a mortal'.

Phew-

The Ten Thousand Immortal Spell flew towards Lin Chen, and at this moment, Lin Chen and even the surrounding void were locked. Time and space seemed to be forbidden at this moment, and Lin Chen had no way to avoid it, and he couldn't even move.

Others are the same, just keep the same movements.

Poof-

The two words Huafan did not enter Lin Chen's eyebrows, and time and space returned to normal again. But he has already won the Ten Thousand Immortal Mantra, his body is bursting with black light, his strength is passing, and the realm is about to be unable to hold on.

"It's terrifying, the deity finally understands why so many Heavenly Vertical Wizards in the Mythological Age have been wiped out by the Ten Thousand Immortal Curse and become mortals. The Ten Thousand Immortal Mantra can actually make time and space stand still for three breaths, and it is difficult for even a great power to break this barrier of time and space stillness. The rogue rabbit gasped, but fortunately this spell was too harsh.

For one, not necessarily one of the hundreds of millions of people will be able to learn.

Second, if you want to cut the enemy to the dust, this in itself will hurt the heavens and the peace, and you will also be counterattacked. Moreover, the opponent's realm must not exceed his own, otherwise, the caster will be devoured and die.

Once the caster is dead, the power of the spell drops dramatically.

It's hard to do it!

"Kill the Spell Clan's Divine Son, as long as the spellcaster falls, the power of the Ten Thousand Immortal Spell will be reduced by half. When the time comes, we will find a solution, otherwise it will be more troublesome. Fairy Qingshi reminded Lin Chen.

"Sneer—"

Lin Chen's whole body trembled, and black light surged one after another, obliding his body and cultivation.

"Destroy me—"

He drank heavily, exerted his strength with all his might, and used the Xuanhuang Qi and the Sun Qi to fight against the Ten Thousand Immortal Curse, but to little avail. His "Imperial Nerves", "Holy Master Sutra" and "Sun Immortal Sutra" are all very domineering, but they still can't stop the magic of the mythological era of the Ten Thousand Immortals Mantra.

"It's useless, the Ten Thousand Immortal Mantra is also known as the Mortal Mantra, it only takes a month, and you will be completely reduced to a mortal. Moreover, they can no longer cultivate. ”

The Cursed Divine Son coughed up blood, but laughed.

"You're damned—"

Lin Chen roared angrily, fate played a joke on him, and he was abolished by Wang Yao once.

Now, it has been abolished by the Cursed Divine Son again.

Ten Thousand Immortals Mantra!

This kind of spell that should not exist in the world has reappeared in the world. Based on the true blood, soul and will of the caster, the spell is depicted, and the caster is counterattacked, but the person who is hit by the Ten Thousand Immortal Curse will be mortal within a month.

Moreover, this was a gradual process, and at this moment, the Ten Thousand Immortal Mantra had already begun to erode Lin Chen's vitality and cultivation.

Lin Chen wanted to kill the Curse Clan's Divine Son, but there was more black light, and he stumbled, falling from the air to the ground, coughing up blood, and the blood had already begun to turn black.

"Stop them, Lin Chen has already begun to be turned into mortal by the Ten Thousand Immortal Spell, and he is abolished-"

The god son of the curse clan shouted loudly, and asked the people of the curse clan to block Xuanyuan Hongxue and the others.

Almost at the same time, the prince of the blood clan and the little sage of the Confucian clan also ordered the blood clan and the Confucian monks to block the Qingshi fairy and the others, and prevent them from going to rescue Lin Chen.

"A month is too long, Ben Sheng is going to kill him himself-"

Among the three holy son-level figures, the prince of the blood clan was severely injured by Lin Chen, and his combat power was less than one percent, and the god son of the curse clan was also disabled, and finally had to cast the Ten Thousand Immortal Spell, which was also less than one percent of his combat power at this moment.

Only the little saint of the Confucian clan was still at his peak, and he killed Lin Chen directly.

Poof-

Lin Chen struggled, supported the earth with the Immortal Slashing Sword, and stood up. Just as he wanted to use his strength to fight, his body trembled violently, and the Ten Thousand Immortal Mantra was already wearing down his sixth-order psychic cultivation.

Boom –

Just when the little saint of the Confucian clan came to kill Lin Chen, the imperial god tablet in Lin Chen's body moved.

A ray of light reflected his whole body, and the Ten Thousand Immortal Curse was temporarily suppressed.

"You're all going to die for me—"

Lin Chen recovered his combat strength, his body was reorganized, and he was still very violent, holding the sword of slashing immortals, slashing at the little sage of the Confucian clan.