The spells flowed from the first to the last like mountains and rivers, and then turned into a whole neat arrangement again.

Suddenly, the text of the first spell began to flicker, and Qi Bei suddenly felt a tingling pain in his soul, as if a needle had pierced it fiercely.

However, for Qi Bei, it is nothing.

Soon, the text of this first spell lit up like a lighted lamp.

Then, the text of the second spell began to flicker, and this time, Qi Bei felt that the pain of the divine soul was a little greater, as if a needle as thin as a cow's hair had turned into an embroidery needle, which was still nothing to him.

And then there's the third, and then the fourth......

Every time he endured the sting of the divine soul, a spell lit up, and of course, the pain suffered by the divine soul became stronger and stronger.

The blood-robed man guarding this place glanced at Qi Bei, and didn't pay attention to him anymore, ten thousand spells refining gods, the hundreds of spells in front of him are no problem for ordinary god-level powerhouses to survive, and there is no problem for this young man who makes him feel very powerful.

After ten thousand spells refining a thousand spells, it is a watershed, and after a thousand, the tempering of the divine soul by the text of the spell is geometrically doubled, and the benefits after surviving it are naturally obvious.

This blood-robed man estimates that Qi Bei will be more than five thousand to die, and after that, whether he can survive has nothing to do with the strength of a single divine soul, but also with his will, understanding, and even understanding of the charm, if there are no latter factors, it is impossible to even cross the five thousand mark.

Time passed minute by minute, and at this moment, one of the young men who exuded blood suddenly howled in pain and spat out a mouthful of blood. I opened my eyes.

"Three thousand five hundred and sixty-eight, not bad. The blood-robed man glanced at it, and a ray of light struck the young man.

The young man's spirit suddenly lifted up, and he was both a little happy and a little regretful, the opportunity to refine the gods of the Ten Thousand Spells was also very rare for the disciples of the Ten Thousand Spells. He got up and saluted the blood-robed man, and then the light on his body flashed and disappeared in place.

At this time, the blood-robed man seemed to sense something, and looked at Qi Bei in surprise, he actually passed the small level of a thousand spells silently, and his expression did not even change, and most importantly, the speed at which he passed was too amazing. The young man just now, it took five days to refine the god with a thousand spells, and Qi Bei has only been a little more than an hour since he sat down.

"Good understanding, good perseverance, good spirit. "The blood-robed man said three good words in a row, his understanding ranked first, and his perseverance ranked second. The strength of the Divine Soul is in the last place.

At this time, the blood-robed talent began to really pay attention to Qi Beilai.

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Demon Abyss City. Because of the disappearance of the Chaos God Domain, both the demons and the disciples stationed here by the various sects were discussing this matter uneasily.

If the Chaos God Domain is gone, then the cooperation between the Demon Yuan and the various sects will end here, and without this relationship, the natural atmosphere will be a little tense.

Some demons began to ask the disciples stationed in the Demon Abyss of various sects to get out of the Demon Abyss. A number of clashes have also erupted.

The phantom watched all this coldly, and walked to the western end of Demon Abyss City, standing on the cliff, looking at the bottomless abyss.

"Siqin and Ling Shuang don't know what's going on, if something happens to them, the young master will definitely go crazy. Phantom thought. There was a faint worry in my heart.

The phantom just stood on the top of this cliff, thinking of many people or things in her mind, of those people in Xiling City, of her brother King Kong.

"After the dark hills, they must have had a hard time. Phantom thought to himself, in fact, this is also obvious, Qi Bei was integrated into the essence blood of the God of Darkness at that time, and was besieged by those people in the light camp, since they thought that the young master was already a person from the dark camp, then the people around the young master would definitely not have a good time.

Phantom couldn't help but think that if Qi Bei and her could return to the side of the Heavenly God Mountain Range at this time, they would definitely be able to beat those so-called bright camp crying fathers and mothers, but this Heavenly God Mountain Range was like a moat that separated the two sides into two worlds.

At this moment, the phantom's ears moved, and his eyes looked not far away, and he saw a young man in the moon-white elf armor walking up, stumbling up while pouring a wine jug into his mouth.

"Elf, Moon Elf!" Phantom was slightly stunned, in the Demon Abyss, she actually saw the appearance of the elves, in her opinion, the elves should also exist in the Heavenly God Mountain Range, I heard that the moon elves are still the royal family among the elves.

Thinking of the Moon Elf, Phantom couldn't help but think of Murong Xingchen and her three maids when she was in Xiling City.

At this time, the young man of the moon elf walked up, and he didn't even look at the phantom, but just stared at the abyss and poured wine into his mouth.

"Why, why, one like this, two like this, all like this, what's so good about him, what's so good about him......" The moon elf youth roared into the abyss.

A madman wounded by love, the Phantom quickly comes to a conclusion.

With such a madman present, the phantom turned and walked away.

"You, stop...... You say, what's so good about him?" The moon elf young man's figure flashed, and he actually stopped in front of the phantom, and asked with red eyes.

"Get out. Phantom said coldly.

"You're telling me to get out?you're going to let me go?" the moon elf youth suddenly went berserk when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to grab the phantom's hand.

A cold glint flashed in the phantom's eyes, and he kicked it over like lightning, directly kicking the moon elf youth out of the way.

The moon elf youth stood up and said sharply, "Slut......"

The phantom really moved the killing machine now, originally because of Murong Xingchen's relationship, she still had a certain good impression of the Moon Elf Clan, but now this good feeling has completely turned into hatred, her body flew up, and the sharp claws of both hands poked out, grabbing directly towards the young man's head.

This moon elf youth is a spirit, and that little bit of alcohol suddenly dissipated, but at this time, the killing machine is coming, he has no ability to resist at all, and he wants to hide, but there is no way to dodge at all.

And just as the phantom's claws were about to grab the head of the moon elf youth, her eyes flashed slightly. In an instant, he turned around and slapped away a burst of arrows with one claw.

The middle-aged man of the Moon Elf appeared behind him, holding a big bow, and said apologetically: "Girl, if the Moon Eagle offends you in something, don't be surprised. He was just drunk. ”

The corners of the phantom's mouth drew a cold arc, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

The middle-aged man of the Moon Elf was horrified, and shot three arrows in succession in an inverted triangle towards the Moon Elf young man named Moon Eagle, both sides of the head and the crotch between his legs, it was obvious that he was protecting him.

One claw appeared out of thin air and grabbed an arrow directly, while the other claw was an electric muscle that grabbed at the Moon Eagle's head.

At this time, the moon eagle roared, and the moonlight on his body flashed. The whole person was weird, and his head actually dodged, but the elf shoulder armor on his shoulder was scratched by the claws, and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn out.

"Phantom, be merciful. At this moment, a crisp voice came.

The phantom wanted to take advantage of the situation to kill the moon eagle, but Yaqing suddenly appeared and said urgently.

The phantom's claws, which were about to pierce the Moon Hawk's head, were retracted. kicked him to the ground, and the cold murderous intent on his body immediately recovered.

The middle-aged moon elf man flashed over. A moon-white spirit power covered the bloody wound of the moon eagle, and then nodded to Princess Yaqing to express his gratitude, helped him and walked away.

"Phantom, what's going on?" asked Yaqing as he approached Phantom.

"He's a...... Do you know him?" asked the Phantom.

"I don't know, but it should be the Moon Elves who are attached to the Demon Abyss...... Phantom, this place still belongs to Demon Abyss City. Now Demon Abyss City is already a bit chaotic, and if you kill people here, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble. Yaqing said.

The phantom nodded, she had forgotten about her anger just now, but her mind was now focused on the news that the Moon Elf Clan was attached to the Demon Abyss.

"Yaqing. Are you saying that the entire Moon Elf Clan is attached to the Demon Abyss?" asked the Phantom.

"It should be, the Demon Yuan seized the Moon Spirit of the Moon Elf Clan many years ago, but I heard that the Moon Elf Clan really took refuge in the Demon Yuan not long ago. Yaqing said, she didn't care much about the Moon Elf Clan, and the Elf Clan, which was once called the two ancient races along with the Dragon Clan, had long since declined.

The phantom's heart moved, Murong Xingchen and the three maids originally said that they were returning to the Moon Elf Clan, so did they also join the Moon Elf Clan and take refuge in the Demon Abyss?

"Phantom, where is Qi Bei?" asked Yaqing.

"Young Master Wan Curse is in that building in Demon Abyss City, and he asked me to wait for him. Phantom said.

"Where did you go?" Yaqing frowned, but didn't say anything more, generally speaking, demon slayers are all from the Ten Thousand Spells, and I don't know what Qi Bei has to do with the Ten Thousand Curses.

The two stood at the top of the cliff for a while, and Yaqing said: "I'm going to get out of the demon abyss, I may not have time to say goodbye to Qi Bei, when he comes out, you can tell him." ”

"Good. Phantom nodded.

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Under the Ten Thousand Spells, Qi Bei's brows furrowed, and his whole body began to exude strange lights, which turned into various shapes, some like flowers and trees, and some like birds and beasts.

"Six thousand eight hundred spells, this kid ......" The blood-robed man guarding this place stared at Qi Bei and said to himself, now, there is only Qi Bei alone under the ten thousand curses, and the rest of the people have long been unable to bear it and left, and the best one has lasted to four thousand nine hundred and sixty-five spells, almost passing the five thousand curse mark.

But Qi Bei, this guy who he thought he couldn't hold five thousand spells at first, actually broke through the five thousand spells all the way, and now he easily endured six thousand hundred and eight spells, looking at his appearance, he did not show a look of intense pain.

"Perhaps, he can reach the 8,000 mantras that no one has reached for a thousand years, or maybe he can reach the 9,000 mantras that no one has reached for 10,000 years, as for passing the 10,000 mantras...... Impossible, how could he pass ten thousand curses, so what are we? Even the three lords finally fell under the last curse. "The blood-robed human heart is Dao, and the magic cultivated by the Ten Thousand Spells Ya originally had a great advantage in bearing the Ten Thousand Curses Refining God, if an outsider completely withstood the pain of the Ten Thousand Curses Refining God, then there was no place for the Ten Thousand Curses to put on his face.

At this time, in Qibei, the soul seemed to be torn apart and put together, torn again, and put together again, that kind of pain is unimaginable for people who have not experienced it.

However, when Qi Bei was burned by the Extreme Yang Fire, his pain was much stronger than now, but he endured it alive.

At this time, on the Ten Thousand Mantras of the Yabi in the Sea of Divine Souls of Qibei, the text of the eight thousand spells lit up.

Really......

The blood-robed people were shocked. Although he had expected it, he was still a little surprised to see that Qi Bei had really withstood the eighth thousandth spell.

After thinking for a moment, the blood-robed man transmitted the news, after all, even in the Ten Thousand Curses. It has been a thousand years since no one passed 8,000 mantras.

At this time, in the blood pool under the building in Demon Yuan City, the old man with blood and blood beard resurfaced in the water, and said with some surprise: "After eight thousand spells, that girl has some eyesight, so let's go over and take a look." ”

"Eight thousand spells, an outsider brought in by the dragon's blood? "In the depths of the Ten Thousand Curses, in an equally huge pool of blood. An old man with half of his face covered with a layer of fine scales also received the news, turned into a ray of blood and disappeared into a pool of blood.

"An outsider has passed eight thousand spells, but it's a bit interesting, and I'll go and have a good time, old woman. A blood-robed old woman rose from the spells that filled the entire huge stone chamber and disappeared into the stone chamber.

So, under the Ten Thousand Mantras, there were three more people, and they were the three great masters of the Ten Thousand Mantras.

These three great lords. Except for the bloody-haired and bloody-bearded old man who looked quite fierce, the other two had a very peaceful aura. It's like an ordinary old man.

"Dragon's blood, who are you with this kid? The Lord of the Empire stipulates that our three great lords only have one quota to bring outsiders into the Ten Thousand Spells. The old man, whose face was covered with scales, asked with a smile.

"I don't know. Dragon's Blood said lightly.

"Don't you know?" asked the old woman in the blood robe, surprised.

The dragon blood nodded, and the old woman and the other Ten Thousand Spells Venerable glanced at each other, each thinking about it.

Time was slowly passing, but the expressions on the faces of the three Ten Thousand Mantra Venerables were becoming more and more shocked.

"Nine thousand......

"Nine Thousand One Hundred ......"

"Nine thousand five hundred ......"

"Nine thousand nine hundred ......"

The blood-robed man who guarded the place had become a teller. There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

"Ghost Face, how long did it take for you to break through the Nine Thousand Spells after you entered the Ten Thousand Spells?" asked Dragonblood suddenly.

"Five hundred years. The old man, whose face was covered with scales, said with some difficulty.

"What about you?" asked the old woman.

"I've been even longer, it's been eight hundred years to pass nine thousand spells, dragon blood. You are the most gifted of us, and I remember that you have spent 180 years on 9,000 spells. The old woman said.

"That's right, but this kid came to Ten Thousand Spells on the first day to experience this Ten Thousand Spells Refining God, he didn't practice spells, but now he has nine thousand nine hundred ...... Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine spells, this last curse, do you think he can survive it?" Dragon Blood stared at Qi Bei and said, at this time, Qi Bei's face was completely distorted, and the musculoskeletal on his body was constantly bulging, obviously, the pain he had endured had reached the extreme.

"The last Heaven Devouring Curse, the three of us all fell under this curse, this curse is stronger than the previous nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine spells combined, it stands to reason that he can't hold it, but on him, I can't say. The ghost said.

"Yes, this kid is even more evil than our Ten Thousand Curses. "Po said.

At this time, in Qibei, the divine soul ushered in the last curse on the end of the ten thousand spells: the Sky Devouring Curse.

When this sky-devouring spell began to twist, the first fragment of Qi Bei's shattered divine soul was suddenly torn apart by ten thousand mouths, and his entire head seemed to burst open, his eyebrows were beating suddenly, and drops of pale golden blood poured out from it.

This kind of pain was a hundred times more painful than when Qi Bei was burned by the Extreme Yang Fire, but he was awake to the extreme, and that pain was infinitely magnified.

"Ah......h

The Sky Devouring Spell slammed into the Divine Soul, and its manifestation was in the form of flaming stars, constantly crashing against his shattered Divine Soul.

The pain is going on and on, and it's getting stronger and stronger, and it never ends.

"Give up, give up and you'll be free. A voice kept tempting his anguished soul.

"No......" Qi Bei roared.

"Give up, think of your pretty confidantes, are you willing to fall into such misery forever?a year, ten years, a hundred years, ten thousand ......years," the voice continued to tempt.

Beauty?

Qi Bei's eyes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, or charming, or indifferent, or delicate, their red lips leaned in front of him one by one, blowing softly, and kept repeating the words that tempted him to give up.

"Ah...... You guys...... It's too fake, isn't it...... , it's just a screenshot of the image from my memory......" Qi Bei yelled.

One by one, the beauties disappeared, and at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in Qi Bei's spirit, she was dressed in a black robe, her face was covered with a thick veil, only a pair of beautiful eyes as bright as stars were exposed, and she was looking at him quietly.

"Xingchen ......" Qi Bei stared at her eyes in a daze, in these eyes, he saw a real Murong Xingchen, different from the rest of the figures, only with its form, but without its spirit.

Murong Xingchen didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

In an instant, there were only these bright eyes in Qi Bei's world, and all the pain gradually disappeared like an illusion.

Qi Bei saw little by little starlight shining in Murong Xingchen, as if her eyes contained the entire starry sky.

At this moment, Qi Bei's world began to spin, and Murong Xingchen was also spinning, and the starry sky in her eyes was also spinning with her.

Murong Xingchen's image gradually faded, and the inhuman pain rushed like a tide again, but Qi Bei comprehended something at this moment. (To be continued......)