The old man of the sword cultivator was about to turn his head and move forward, when suddenly the young monk on the side suddenly pointed to the old man's forehead and said tremblingly: "Teacher... Master ......"

The old sword cultivator frowned, looked at his disciple with a frightened look, and scolded, "What do you look like? If you have something to say, just say it! ”

"Master...... You have black smoke on your forehead! ”

As soon as the young sword cultivator finished speaking, he saw that the old sword cultivator's face changed, and his eyes looked at the young monk's forehead with a dull gaze.

I saw a black line like smoke emerge from the young monk's forehead, and the black line kept changing, and finally condensed into the word 'cause'.

The old man of the sword cultivator suddenly touched his forehead as if he had a feeling, but he didn't find anything.

"Master...... That black smoke on your forehead has turned into a 'cause' word! The young sword cultivator said in horror.

The old man of the sword cultivator's face was pale, and he had already guessed what the words on his forehead looked like, because he saw that the same word 'cause' appeared on the foreheads of everyone in his group.

Several disciples looked at each other's foreheads with the strange blue ink word 'cause', and a strange feeling crept into their hearts, and they were suddenly cold.

"Is this a curse?" A disciple asked nervously.

"I feel like it's a curse, but I've never seen it before!"

The old sword cultivator's face was pale, and he looked at the strange appearance of the word 'cause' on the heads of the disciples, and frowned and began to think about where he had encountered something unclean!

"Master...... Could it be that there is something wrong with the ghost place where we just took out the Holy Sect's relics! A disciple guessed.

Several people immediately felt that it made sense, there was something weird in this god domain!

The old sword cultivator sensed it, but he didn't find any harm to them from this curse, he groaned slightly, and said:

"Find a place to dissolve this curse first, and then go find the Holy Sect and his party!"

Several people immediately lowered their flying swords, found a cave, entered the cave, meditated, and began to dissolve the curse.

The old man of the sword cultivator ran the early stage of the Yuan Infant cultivation, and a sword shadow appeared on his forehead, and the sword shadow slashed towards the word 'cause'.

But the blue-inked word 'cause' seemed to be just a puff of smoke, and the shadow of the sword was slashed away.

Several disciples also learned from the old sword cultivator, condensed the sword shadow, and wanted to use the sword shadow to slash away the 'curse'!

It's just that when the sword shadow touches the word 'cause', it is like cutting through the smoke with a sword, and it easily passes the word 'cause', and the word 'cause' is like a bone appendage, and there is no reaction.

The sword cultivator's face changed, and his face turned blue.

Although he didn't feel any harm from this 'curse' on them, the appearance of such a curse on his head for no reason really made him feel uneasy.

In particular, the strange feeling that came from this curse made him sit still.

The old sword cultivator closed his eyes again and tried again, but the result was still the same as Fang Cai.

The curse of the word 'cause' did not change in the slightest, and when he looked at his several disciples, he found that they had all given up in vain.

The old sword cultivator grimaced, pondered for a moment, and then spoke: "Try to absorb and refine it!" ”

"Yes!" Several disciples agreed.

Several people closed their eyes and began to absorb the curse of the word 'cause' on the refining head.

Spiritual power surged in the cave, one after another.

Suddenly, a disciple spurted out a mouthful of blood while refining, and his gaze was glazed.

Just when he was refining the curse, hundreds of strange voices faintly sounded in his ears:

"Non-birth, non-death, continuous cause and effect, not entering the ....... of reincarnation"

The voice seemed to be constantly approaching him, especially strange, and he broke his skills in a panic.

Immediately afterward, several more people suddenly vomited blood and opened their eyes, all of them with horror in their eyes.

Several people glanced at each other, and they all saw the fear in each other's eyes.

Several people looked at the old man of the sword cultivator, only to see that the old man of the sword cultivator's face was cloudy and uncertain, and slowly opened his eyes.

The old man of the sword cultivator did not speak with an ugly face, suddenly got up, and said, "Let's hand over the relics of the Holy Sect to the Holy Sect first, and see if the Holy Sect can erase the curse for us." ”

"It's a trick to get relics for them, and they won't refuse!"

A few people nodded, took off their swords, and turned into several long rainbows towards the center of the Divine Domain.

......

"Non-birth, non-death, continuous cause and effect, not entering the ....... of reincarnation"

At the entrance of the Divine Domain, hundreds of strange resentful spirits entered the Divine Domain, and there were words in their mouths.

These hundred resentful spirits entered the Divine Domain, and it seemed that there was a tendency to complement the aura of the Divine Domain, and the blue and ink-colored figure actually became condensed.

"Non-birth, non-death, continuous cause and effect, not entering the ....... of reincarnation"

The Hundred Grievance Spirits walked slowly, muttering words in their mouths, and kept moving towards the center of the Divine Domain.

The voice was uniform, resounding throughout the Divine Domain......

made the already weird god realm instantly more bizarre.

In the turbid Divine Domain, this strange scene immediately attracted the attention of several waves of people.

"What's going on?" One asked, dumbfounded.

"I don't know, could it be that something happened in the Divine Domain?"

"Follow along! Maybe there will be some chance! ”

A few scattered people followed the hundred ghosts who were moving forward on their own, and the hundreds of resentful spirits didn't seem to react, just moving in a certain direction.

Hundreds of ghosts move forward, and all kinds of terrain are like walking on the ground......

......

In the Divine Domain, a young man was lying on the ground, covered in bruises and covered in blood.

The young man spat blood in his mouth, and although he looked desperate, his eyes were still full of unwillingness and resentment!

The young man's back was stepped on by a man with a scar on his face, and the man with the scar was also a foundation building monk, looking at the young man at his feet with a playful face, he spat on the head of the young man under his feet, and said mockingly:

"Revenge, you get up and seek revenge on me, don't you want to avenge your junior sister?"

"Why did you lie down so quickly?"

The young man endured the severe pain all over his body and turned his head, looked at the scar man who was stepping on his back, and said with great resentment:

"Mo Dao, even if I can't kill you today, I will turn into a resentful ghost to claim your life and avenge my junior sister!"

"Ghosts? Hahahaha! The scar man laughed: "You can't kill me even if you live, and you still expect to kill me after death?" Then why didn't your junior sister come to me for revenge? ”

"She enjoyed all my favor before she died...... That figure, that water is tender...... I also regret it, I really shouldn't have killed her so easily, I should have enjoyed it, and I would kill her when I got tired of it! Hahaha! ”

The scar man's words stimulated the young man at his feet to tremble, trying to get up, but he was trampled on the ground by the scar man.

"Mo Dao, I curse you to be haunted by ghosts and not die well!" The young man trembled, and his words of resentment were hoarse.

The scar man sneered: "How can there be any resentful ghosts in this world? If there is, I will slaughter all the ghosts for you to see! ”

"But I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that time, hahaha!"

When the scar man raised his knife and was about to kill the young man at his feet, he suddenly heard a strange voice behind him, getting closer and closer:

"Non-birth, non-death, continuous cause and effect, not entering the ....... of reincarnation"

The scar man turned his head and looked behind him, seeing hundreds of blue and ink-colored figures slowly approaching step by step.

The figures were covered by the fine blue mist, like hundreds of people wearing blue and ink cloaks, making it difficult to see their faces.

"Who's pretending to be a ghost!" The scar man frowned and scolded.

But the figures still didn't react, just muttering to themselves in unison, slowly approaching.

"Non-birth, non-death, continuous cause and effect, not entering the ....... of reincarnation"

Seeing those figures getting closer, the scar man's face suddenly became very unsightly: "Get out, uncle, I have something to do." ”

But hundreds of figures still didn't react, they didn't seem to see him, they were just on their way, and the two of them happened to be on their way!

"Look for death!" The scar man didn't feel any cultivation in that group of people, but the young man's helper deliberately covered up his cultivation aura, looked down at the young man at his feet, and sneered:

"You're looking for these things to scare me? I'll kill them all and then I'll kill you!" ”

The scar man lifted his long knife and swept towards the hundreds of figures.

The young man looked up with difficulty, and then he froze, and he saw ......

The scar man rushed in front of the hundreds of figures, brandishing his knife and slashing at those figures, but as soon as he touched it, the scar man stiffened suddenly, and then his eyes turned white and he fell to the ground!

The scattered people who followed up in the rear and watched the play secretly suddenly felt cold all over their bodies!

"Non-birth, non-death, continuous cause and effect, not entering the ....... of reincarnation"

The hundred resentful spirits did not seem to be affected in the slightest, and still walked forward slowly, stepping over the corpse of the scar man, as if walking on the ground.

Hundreds of ghosts ask for their lives, don't disturb others......

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