The blood in the Qingya Canyon was sky-high, corpses were all over the ground, and the blood of demon beasts melted into the ground, deep into the soil, and dyed blood-red.

Li Ziming's bodies were already covered with scars, and the three of them were not as fast as before when they swung their weapons, but they still used the strength of their whole bodies to slash at the fierce beast that was biting.

The surrounding demon beasts hovered around Li Ziyang and the three of them, although the corpses of the demon beasts were all over the place, but they still had to rush forward, even if they were killed, they were fearless, this was the blood feud between the demon beasts and the barbarians.

Ye Chen looked at Li Ziyang and the three of them, and then his gaze swept to the middle-aged man who walked out of the deep pit.

"Use all these tricks, it will definitely be your death in a while."

The middle-aged man's face was pale, and his eyes looked at Ye Chen, who was high above.

Before, he was still looking at Ye Chen's downfall with a relaxed face, but now he didn't expect him to become that down-and-out person.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a nameless anger, his task this time was to bring this group of demon beasts to the place where the Demon King Hall was deployed, but he didn't expect to be intercepted this time, at this time, he looked around again, and there were corpses of demon beasts everywhere.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's eyes became gloomy, if he didn't complete the task of the Demon King Palace, he would definitely face a heavy punishment, and the original beast herd was even more heavily injured, and the beast herd was greatly injured and suffered heavy losses.

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly, punishment was inevitable after going back this time, he looked at Ye Chen, who was walking in the air, only by killing this powerful barbarian clansman could he atone for his crimes.

Then, the middle-aged man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, a dementor banner appeared in his hand.

This banner became larger in the middle-aged man's hand, and a spear appeared in his hand, the middle-aged man's face sank, and then rushed towards Ye Chen.

The middle-aged man was like a rainbow, and he appeared in front of Ye Chen in an instant.

Ye Chen's eyes were calm, and he suddenly rushed towards the middle-aged man.

A cyan long sword appeared in Ye Chen's hand, and he waved his hand and stabbed at the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, the man in the middle also brandished the spear in his hand.

A shot and a sword collided continuously in the air, the crisp sound of gold and stone clashing continued to sound, and the crisp sound of light whistles spread to all sides, and sparks flew everywhere.

Ye Chen slashed at the middle-aged man's long sword with a sword, and at this moment, a cold sword intent suddenly erupted from his body.

A sword light flashed between the two of them, and the middle-aged man suddenly retreated behind him, and the sword intent in the sky chased after him and shot towards him.

At this moment, a bronze longbow appeared in Ye Chen's hand, he pulled the bow, the bowstring was instantly tightened, a red arrow appeared on the longbow, and suddenly a red arrow appeared.

Ye Chen's eyes were sharp as he looked at the middle-aged man who was retreating, and the next moment, the arrow on the longbow turned into a red and flew out, shooting towards the middle-aged man.

This arrow was as fast as lightning, and it instantly arrived in front of the middle-aged man like a sword intent.

In a hurry, the middle-aged man's eyes showed fierceness, he let out a roar, and in an instant, a black mist appeared behind him.

This black mist was extremely strange, and it flowed like a stream of water in the middle-aged man, slowly forming a black crow.

This black crow fluttered its wings and flew behind Ye Chen, its pupils as black as ink, but it was full of spirituality and lifelike.

The black crow's eyes were like an abyss staring at Ye Chen's figure, and Ye Chen's reflection appeared in the inky black pupils.

At this time, the crow let out its first cry.

Ye Chen's whole body suddenly trembled when he stepped on the void, his brows tightened, and an inexplicable crisis suddenly lingered in his heart.

At this moment, the middle-aged man waved the spear turned into the soul flag in his hand, and the spear swept forward like a snake, and in an instant, the sword intent roared fiercely, and the red arrow exploded.

The middle-aged man was swept by the explosive storm, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and then he looked at Ye Chen, who was feeling unwell, with a sad look.

After the first chirping of the crow, Ye Chen felt that the wounds on his body were constantly deteriorating, the wounds began to spread, and the blood flowed endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, blood was already all over Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen's eyes showed a strange glow.

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen, who was like a bloody man, and let out a wild laugh, "This is the bloodline power inherited by our Golden Crow clan, curse." ”

"Every time the black crow behind me chirps, a curse will appear in you, and this curse can continue to be stacked on your body until you die because of the curse."

The middle-aged man laughed wildly, his black hair fluttering in the wind, and the whole person was extremely unruly.

Ye Chen's face was flat, his wounds continued to deteriorate, and black smoke floated out of his wounds.

He used the qi and blood in his body, but the blood from the wound still flowed out unstoppable.

"Ahaha, don't bother, you can't break this curse!" The middle-aged man let out a hideous smile.

Ye Chen's eyes were as dark as Tan, and Gu Bo was not shocked.

At this moment, the black crow suddenly let out a second chirp, but this second sound was a bit difficult for the black crow.

The moment the second sound came out, Ye Chen's body trembled, his body suddenly showed signs of decay, his physical body seemed to have experienced the wind and sun, and became dry, and at the same time, his body actually began to dry up......

The crow behind the middle-aged man began to chirp for the third time, and this time, the pitch-black crow began to tremble, and the feathers on his body also trembled because of this.

The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood at this time, and he suddenly looked at the natal black black black behind him.

Hei Wu's whole body trembled, and the darkness in his eyes even showed a dissipating look.

"This ......"

The middle-aged man's eyes were shocked, while the black crow cursed the enemy, he also had to bear the backlash, the stronger the enemy, the greater the backlash.

But in the past against the enemy, Heiwu has never had such a situation.

The moment the third voice of the black black echoed in Ye Chen's ears, Ye Chen's face was already withered at this time, and his body was even more devoid of qi and blood, and he was as thin as firewood.

Ye Chen's face became wrinkled because of the withering flesh and blood, and he glanced at his current figure, but an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

Ye Chen's face was calm, standing quietly in place.

When the middle-aged man saw Ye Chen, who was calm and composed, he himself became impatient.

There was a struggle in his eyes, and he hesitated to let the black crow unleash a fourth curse.

If he really wants to launch the fourth curse, he himself will definitely suffer an even greater backlash.