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Bang la la!

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Countless Immortal Beasts flapped their wings and flew, like dark clouds in the sky, overwhelming them, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

And Zhang Yang, like a lone person under this dark cloud, is dancing leisurely, under the backdrop of strange energy, in the eyes of everyone, he is like a sage.

The hearts of the people could not help but feel a little more pious.

Zhang Yang was already fully engaged in chanting at this time, whether it was the group of Si Ming beasts that were getting closer and closer, or the people behind him, they were not in his eyes.

Zhang Yang turned his hand and took out the Ten Thousand Demon Flags, holding a strange magic trick in his hand, several magic seals were punched out, and in an instant, one by one the living souls were extracted from the flags, a total of more than 100,000.

Woo

Oh

All of a sudden, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls was everywhere.

"Great Lord of the Wraith, please accept my sacrifice and grant me the power of the Great Curse. ”

Thundered

With Zhang Yang's words, the void above his head suddenly broke open, as magnificent as a mirage, presenting a grand altar.

This altar is in the shape of a skull as a whole, and a pair of black holes in the eyes, which makes people look chilled from the bottom of their hearts. And Zhang Yang happened to be standing in the direction of the skull mouth.

The altar is so big, and the zombie Zhang Yang, who is more than a foot tall, is like a small black dot in it.

Oh

Woo

In the terrible ghost roar, the hundreds of thousands of living souls instantly evaporated, turning into clouds of white smoke and dissipating into the furnace in front of the altar.

airplanes

It seemed like a clear sound, and as if it wasn't, a strange power fluctuation.

Zhang Yang's hand clasped and pointed at the group of Si Ming beasts, and his face was peaceful.

"In the name of the Lord of the Wraith, I curse you ugly creatures that you are not worthy to live in this world. I curse you, and I will annihilate your souls and fall to death!"

Swish!

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yang only felt that the energy and consciousness in his whole body were instantly drained. A black light erupted from the mouth of the big skull behind him, and instantly spread out to cover the entire group of Underworld beasts.

The group of beasts had just approached a certain distance, and those Luo Mei Butterflies were all flashing with blue or white lightning, and the huge flesh spines on their bodies squirmed and began to converge into a grid of grids.

At this moment, the black light overwhelmed.

swish

As if the lightest rhythm, the whole world was shouted that time had stopped, and there was an instant silence.

Oooh!

Whining!

In the peculiar sound of the trumpet, the black light swept by, and everywhere it went, the white mist in the body of the Si Nether Beast came out of the body, and the living soul was extracted, and with this black light, it was swept into the mouth of the skull.

The Immortal Beast, which didn't even have a mournful cry, suddenly lost its vitality, and one by one, its eyes were scattered, and its body softened, and it fell towards the ground.

Crackle!

There was a sound like raindrops, and groups of Si Ming beasts fell to the ground one after another.

At the same time as this altar appeared, somewhere mysterious was located.

Two old men, one with crane hair and a childish face, holding an iron crutch, and the other bald with two meat bags protruding from his head, carrying a long sword. The two were concentrating on the game, and suddenly the case started.

"Great Curse!"

"It's a Great Curse!"...,

"There can be no mistake with this kind of fluctuation!"

The old man holding the iron crutch pinched his fingers and showed a strange expression on his face.

"Not in the fairy realm, it seems to be in the nether realm. ”

As he spoke, the fingers of one hand pinched the other hand and stroked his beard lightly, and his brow became tighter and tighter.

"What is this? It's not the fairy realm, it's not the cultivation realm! It's not Hongmeng coming."

In the middle of speaking, the two old men glanced at each other.

"Could it be that those demons are causing the trouble again? The old man just pinched his fingers and calculated, the place where this great curse was cast was actually in the Underworld!"

"Si Underworld? Isn't that the place where those demons fed demons back then? Hmph! The barrier between the fairy realm and the nether realm is so strong now, I'm afraid even they can't go to the nether realm. The bald old man snorted coldly.

"The Great Curse Technique, known as one of the three major thaumaturgies in the Immortal Realm back then, but in the end, I realized that in fact, this Great Curse Technique came from the Hongmeng Realm of the Upper Realm. The Great Curse is performed as a sacrifice, and some people suspect that this time it awakens a powerful existence in the underworld, so the Great Curse is listed as a forbidden art. I didn't expect that there would be people in the Nether who would perform such thaumaturgy. We've got to stop him!"

"Stop?" said Daoyou. Anyway, if you want to awaken such a powerful existence in the underworld, there must be many sacrifices required, and the old man speculated that it would be impossible to meet such conditions in the lower realm. As long as you control the Great Curse Technique, this person will ascend to the Immortal Realm, and it will eventually fall into our hands. ”

"Daoyou is too much to take it for granted! Don't underestimate the Nether, think that back then, when there was a witch barbarian in the cultivation realm, I was so anxious that I was anxious, and finally I used such forbidden objects and used some unbright means to kill him. Now carelessly, if there is an accident, it will not be the second Wu Man, but an existence that is more powerful than the Wu Man I don't know how many times.

"Are you too worried?"

"How do you know that this Immortal Tribulation will not be above this matter?"

The old man said a word, and the bald old man fell into deep thought.

"Netherworld things...... The Immortal Tribulation should be in the Nether?"

"Daoist friends are confused! The Great Curse Technique, how can it be dismissed with a single nether matter?" The old man was full of anxiety, and when he said this, he paused for a moment, thought about it, and seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly asked:

"Do you know that the Great Curse Technique was listed as a forbidden technique by the elders of the Immortal Realm back then?"

"This ...... The old man only knew that it was because this great curse technique had to be performed to offer sacrifices to a certain existence in the underworld, and some people suspected that this might awaken a powerful existence in the underworld, and perhaps bring disaster to the entire immortal world. Specifically, the old man does not know. Could it be that Daoist friends know something?"

"Yes! The old man once heard the master say this. When the old man said the word "master", his face was full of respectful expressions.

The bald old man next to him also looked awe-inspiring and extremely respectful.

Obviously, the ancestor of this old man also has a lofty position in the fairy world.

"The ancestor of the family once said that his old man joined forces with several powerful people in the Gu Immortal Realm to try to spy on some secrets of the Upper Realm Hongmeng Realm, but he didn't succeed, but he happened to know that this great curse technique may have something to do with the Lord of the Spirits. Therefore, they are extremely afraid, and even if they are not sure, they would rather believe that they have something or not. Therefore, the ancestor of the family and those powerful people joined forces to promote the Great Curse Technique, and all those who practiced it were all killed and never suffered in the future. The old man's tone was sonorous, and when he said the last sentence, he was full of killing meaning. ...,

"Lord of the Spirits, but that great enemy of the Hongmeng Realm, an existence that makes the entire Upper Realm tremble?" the bald old man's tone trembled a little.

The old man nodded.

The two were silent for a while. The bald old man finally sighed:

"If it is really that existence, if he is awakened in the Nether, there is really a possibility that he will be cracked and enter my Immortal Realm. In this way, the next calamity that is about to come in the fairy world may really be on this existence. ”

"Yes, last time, it was our carelessness that made that witch barbarian become the climate, bringing a catastrophe to my immortal world. This time, we must nibble the catastrophe in the cradle. The old man's tone was cold.

"However, now that the spatial barrier between the Three Realms is solid, even if we join forces, we will not be able to break it. What can I do?"

"Hahaha... The barriers of the Three Realms are solid, and they cannot be opened by any means, but they are not completely unopenable! At some special times, there are passages that are opened. The old man looked at the bald old man with a smile.

After all, the latter has extraordinary knowledge, and with just a little reminder, he immediately thought:

"Daoist friend is saying, with the help of the Thunder Tribulation? but... , The passage of the thunder tribulation is unstable, even if you and I take action in person, there is a danger of falling, this... Isn't that too risky?"

The bald old man was a little worried.

"Hahaha! Now, the Thunder Tribulation is in the hands of you and my disciples, so that they can take advantage of the opportunity of the Thunder Tribulation, and they only need to send their subordinates to the Nether Realm to accomplish things. We don't know what happens to the Underworld now. However, after the last battle of the Wuman in the Xiuzhen Continent, several great spirit veins have been completely destroyed by us, and it is impossible for a strong person to be born. As long as you and my disciples send out their bodies, after completing the task, even if they can't come back, we only need to give a few pills and a few immortal weapons, which will be enough to make up for their losses. The old man suggested with a smile.

"That's very good. Specifically, we will agree on which disciples to send. ”

The two old men made up their minds, visibly relaxed, and began to discuss the details.

It was a gloomy world, full of stones and gravel, without a trace of life, and there was not even a trace of aura or yin in the air.

It's a world of extreme scarcity.

In the middle of this world, it is a mountain connected by five peaks.

Compared to the gloomy world around it, this mountain is always shining with dazzling light, and the five peaks, each of which has a different light.

On the left-hand side, the first seat is flickering, like ten thousand silver needles, which is the light of gold.

The second one, cyan and dense, is full of life, and it is the light of wood.

The third one, blue and clear, soft and moisturizing, is the light of water.

The fourth, red and jumping, is the light of fire.

The fifth, the yellow color is rolling, like chaos, it is the light of the earth.

Gold, wood, water, fire and earth, mutual restraint, five elements of the mountain.

In the lightning of the Five Elements Mountain, a spirit rune streamer flickered, dazzling.

rumble

airplanes

Just when Zhang Yang cast the Great Curse Technique and performed the soul sacrifice, this Five Elements Mountain trembled and the rhythm was clear.

In a disgusting space in the middle of the Five Elements Mountain, a thin figure was full of vicissitudes and slightly numb.

However, at the moment when the Great Curse was sung and the soul sacrifice was performed, the numbness on the face of the thin figure disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a fanatical expression.

"Haha!"

"Hahaha......"

The thin figure burst out laughing.

"The rhythm of the Great Curse is singing again!"

"The old man knows, the old man knows, no one can refuse the temptation of this powerful exercise, no one can refuse! Hahaha......

"Lord of Hongmeng, listen to you old guys, you can't seal the old man here forever. You despicable fellows are sanctimonious, but you are the dirtiest inside. ”

One day, my spirit must rush out of this mountain of the Five Elements, and then turn your Hongmeng Realm and Immortal Realm upside down, and tear off your shoddy masks!"

The thin figure laughed loudly, and his tone was full of indignation.

I don't know how many years I have been suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain, in this space where there is no aura, no yin qi, and completely hidden to the extreme, after so many years, it still can't be calmed, which shows how deep the resentment was back then.

The thin figure sat cross-legged in this small space.

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With a fluctuation of rhythm, a huge altar appeared in front of him.

Looking at the appearance of this altar, it is exactly the same as the skull altar that appeared at Zhang Yang's place.

"My Lord of the Dead, enjoy your sacrifice and give you the power of the curse. ”

The thin figure suddenly became extremely serious, and the magic in his hand was pinched, and black pillars of light slammed into the skull altar.

Puff puff!

A moment later, white smoke came out, and it was the living souls that were used as rituals.

The thin figure of the Lord of the Soul squeezed the Dharma in his hand, opened his mouth widely, and the long dragon sucked water, sucking all these living souls into his stomach.

The inhalation of these living souls made the breath of his whole body rise.

Then, the black light rolled back, bringing back a large number of living souls, and the thin figure was unceremoniously, another long dragon absorbing water.

His appetite was so great that these living souls entered his belly as if they didn't react, only the breath was stronger.

The wraith sat cross-legged and began to refine the exercises.

Quiescence!

On the battlefield of the Hegeda tribe, everyone was shocked.

Looking at the Si Ming Beasts that fell like raindrops in the sky, these powerful beings who had just been actually magnificent and brought endless pressure to everyone were actually wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Even, no one knew what was going on.

They only knew one thing, and that was that these Underworld Beasts had been killed by the god of Hegeda.

They watched as the god of Hagda only pinched a few spells, made a few strange gestures, and then ...... All of these beasts were killed.

This is God!

This is a God-only means!

At this moment, no one doubted Zhang Yang's combat effectiveness.

Even those high-level heroes who also advanced to Mao Zhuang were shocked and couldn't relax!

This kind of method is simply too appalling for them, and they have never heard of it.

Destroy the enemy between the hands, so chic, so freehand!

"The god of Hegda!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"The god of Hegda!"

"Wan Sheng!"

After the silence, a tidal wave of shouts rang out...... ）