Before a cup of tea

Inside the Void Temple

Due to Xu Feng's countermeasures, Wei Han urged the consumption of the Blood Spirit Spell to multiply, so that his blood and longevity were also flowing wildly, and his skin repeatedly dried up.

"Huh?"

Yiyi saw this scene and immediately became interested.

She crooked her little head and squatted in front of him, observing Wei Han's strange behavior, babbling and laughing from time to time, as if she had seen a new toy.

In this regard, Wei Han was extremely helpless!

He was now urging the Blood Spirit Spell, and it was impossible for him to stop halfway, but before he could figure out a way to distract Yiyi, the roots of her back reached out like tentacles.

"Oops!"

Wei Han's face changed greatly.

He has a lot of psychological shadows on the roots on Yiyi's body, and when he sees them again at this moment, he can't help but sigh in his heart.

However, he found that this time the roots did not hurt him, they were like small hands curiously touching the blood and black qi on his side, as if they were inadvertently stirring a few times.

"Goo-goo!"

Wei Han faintly heard a strange sound in his ears.

It's like the whimper of some unknown being who has been overly frightened.

Immediately after that, the black qi on his body began to soar wildly, and under the same consumption, the curse aura violently increased more than tenfold, and once again fiercely poured into Xu Feng.

"What's going on?"

Wei Han glanced at Yiyi in shock, and probably had a guess in his heart.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything, after all, this change was in his favor.

Under Yiyi's interference, the curse went very smoothly, and Wei Han originally thought that he would have to consume hundreds of thousands of longevity yuan in order to completely kill Xu Feng.

But at this rate, I'm afraid the time will be advanced!

……

The other side

Xu Feng's skin is slowly drying up, his hair and beard are rapidly turning white, and within a cup of tea, his black hair has turned into a full head of white hair, and even his appearance is comparable to that of a seventy-year-old man.

"This? What's going on? ”

"The power of the curse has skyrocketed more than tenfold, and Shouyuan is consumed too quickly!"

"Damn, how can this be?"

Everyone was taken aback.

Rao is known for his great wisdom and demonic Xu Feng, when facing this change, he was also afraid in his heart, and a sense of powerless panic inexplicably rose.

Who is targeting him now, where is the other party, and how can he break the game?

All kinds of doubts were intertwined in his mind, and Xu Feng couldn't use any means.

"Alas!" He sighed and said bitterly: "Senior brothers, let's step back first, this time life and death are fateful, if Xu falls here, you must not confront Zixiao Holy Land head-on, its momentum has been achieved!" ”

When everyone heard this, there was silence again.

Xu Feng: Has he given up resisting?

A Tongshen Realm powerhouse who covers the sky with one hand has been forced to such a point, I'm afraid that saying it will shock countless people to the point that their scalp is numb, right?

"Senior Brother Xu doesn't have to be like this." The gray-robed old man comforted bitterly: "Maybe the other party just used some special means, it can't last, how can you cut off thousands of years of life?" ”

"Yes, looking at the entire Ten Thousand Star Sea and even the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm, there has never been a precedent for a powerhouse in the Divine Realm to be cursed to death, the other party is just scaring and scaring you, why is this?"

"Senior Brother Xu, don't give up, it's a big deal that we go to the Zixiao Holy Land to negotiate, don't they want to start a war with the entire Wanxing Sea?"

The crowd opened their mouths.

Xu Feng struggled to resist the erosion of the black qi, and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't matter if Xu dies or not, it doesn't matter who is behind the scenes, the important thing is that this basin of dirty water must be splashed on Zixiao Holy Land." ”

"Senior brother, go on." The gray-robed old man's voice was sad, but he motioned for him to continue, because everyone knew that Xu Feng was leaving a last word.

The means of the powerhouse of the Divine Realm are unfathomable, and they are extremely sensitive to the Heavenly Dao induction, and they can already clearly feel the existence of various dangers.

This time, Xu Feng was afraid that he had already sensed that something was wrong.

With his IQ, every last word he left before his death was enough to attract everyone's attention.

"Senior Brother Liu is right, Wan Xinghai and even the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm have never had a precedent for a powerhouse in the Divine Realm to be cursed to death." Xu Feng smiled calmly, and said with a complicated face: "This time I plotted against Wei Han, and it was my fault that several holy sons of the sect fell, so it is natural for Xu to be buried with his life." ”

"If Xu is unfortunately cursed and killed this time, I hope that all senior brothers will not cover up the news and let Xu's death spread in all directions, so as to be the truth of Zixiao Holy Land's revenge!"

"Regardless of whether this matter has anything to do with them or not, it is not a good thing for us that the Zixiao Holy Land is too popular, and it is good to suppress them with my life."

While everyone looked at each other, they couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Everyone naturally understands what Xu Feng means, once he is really cursed and killed, then the entire Ten Thousand Star Sea and even the entire Immortal Cultivation World will be shaken.

If you don't point the finger at the Zixiao Holy Land, wouldn't you miss this excellent opportunity?

"No matter how talented Wei Han is, before he grows up, he will only make the sects jealous at most." Xu Feng continued: "But once you know that the Zixiao Holy Land has the means to curse and kill the powerhouses of the God Realm, how will the various sects react? I'm afraid I'm going to treat them as the number one threat, right? ”

"Yes, that's a great idea!"

"Although this plan will not cause the Zixiao Holy Land to perish, it can also suppress their development momentum, which is beneficial to all sects."

Everyone nodded silently in agreement.

Hearing this, the gray-robed old man scolded coldly: "Shut up! Hugh is going to say it again, go and get the life-prolonging spiritual materials treasured in the sect, and be sure to save Senior Brother Xu's life. ”

"Yes!"

Immediately, several monks clenched their fists and left, preparing to take the longevity spiritual material.

Although the Blood Spirit Spell can cut off the monk's longevity, it will not change the upper limit of the monk's longevity, theoretically as long as there is enough life-extending spiritual material to replenish it, no matter how much longevity is lost, it can be replaced.

It's a pity that Xu Feng has no chance!

The black qi on his body surged again, and the black qi turned into skulls around him, laughing and roaring wildly, and then burrowed into his divine mansion.

"No!"

Xu Feng's screams of pain and despair spread in all directions.

Everyone was so frightened that they took a few steps back again, and then they found that his flesh and blood were shriveling and withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his whole body seemed to be devoured by an unknown being, and there were still a few phantoms of unknown roots faintly passing through his body.

After a few breaths!

Xu Feng sat on the ground in a daze and died on the spot.

His whole body was devoured by some unknown force, and his body was covered with black gas, as terrifying as a dried corpse that had been dried for a hundred years.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Inside and outside the Primordial Holy Land, a melodious bell rang.

(End of chapter)