Chapter 65: Who's Cursing Me?

The scriptures in the coffin wall have been blurred in many places, and it is a remnant scripture, but it is different from the previous Yin Mantra Head Lowering Technique, which seems to be a soul suppression scripture.

Jiang Liu probably glanced at it, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"The secret techniques of this world are really getting weirder and weirder!"

Yin curse head lowering technique, is a curse system of yin evil spells, this kind of evil spells, can be thousands of miles away, generate spell effects, the enemy cursed to death, evil and terrifying, unguardable, is listed as a forbidden art.

The Six Yin Sacrifice Soul Sutra is a soul suppression scripture, but it is different from the human yin and yang system, and it is more mysterious and evil.

This scripture is combined with this black coffin magic weapon, which can use the inexplicable power of yin and evil to recall the decaying body of the dead, let him lie flat in the black coffin, and then suppress the evil spirit.

I have to sigh, this black coffin is really a soul burial coffin, but the evil sect has amazing defense.

As soon as the coffin lid is covered, life and death are boundless, and there is no beauty in the world.

Killing two big demons and getting two yin and evil methods one after another also made Jiang Liu curious. This kind of scripture does not seem to be hierarchical, it is classified as a forbidden art, unique and rare, and its power is difficult to judge.

Only after the experiment will we know.

Turning around and taking a step, he returned to the Sword Palace, and Jiang Liu took out the humanoid object with a twisted body, the Yin Spell Head Lowering Technique (Ding).

After merging with it, he scanned the scriptures and began to practice blindly.

After a few breaths, he had a creepy feeling, and he sensed weirdness and evil in the depths of his soul, and vaguely saw a hideous demon head, roaring and roaring.

But when he cultivated here, Jiang Liu only felt the mystery and evil, and he didn't perceive how powerful this technique was.

He continued to practice, and the mutilated scriptures were strangely completed by himself in the process, but after half an hour, there was a subtle feeling.

"This cult has been cultivated?"

In the blink of an eye, the river melted into that eerie and sinister feeling.

In a trance, he seemed to have entered a strange world of decay, blood, darkness, and only black and white.

In front of them were new graves, and at the top of the new graves were white skulls with thick black hair soaked in blood.

The black hair was like a snake, and it spread its teeth and claws in all directions, making a hissing sound between the movements.

Inexplicably, Jiang Liu's heart moved, and he suddenly realized. At this point, as long as you imagine the name, face, or contents of the target's body, such as flesh, blood, bones, hair, etc., you can complete the procedure spontaneously.

"Evil, really evil! It's like some kind of evil sacrifice. ”

Sighing in his heart, a figure had already flashed in Jiang Liu's mind.

The slender body, the candle flame above the head, and in the swaying flames, an evil smiling face was faintly visible, which was the yellow candle of one of the four demons.

Then, he saw the three new graves in front of him, and there was a roar of green flames, a grim shriek, and a mournful scream.

Of course, all this is just an illusion, a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

The true element and mind in the body are being consumed rapidly, which is even more terrifying than the arrival of the thunder god.

This shocked Jiang Liu and made him a little weak.

Casting spells to attack targets outside the sect, invincibility will be ineffective, and he can only rely on his own strength.

Black Mountain Demon Domain, Yellow Candle Territory.

In the dark and damp cave, dripping water dripped down the stalactites, making a ticking sound.

In the deepest open area, a circle of burning candles flickered, reflecting the tall and twisted figure in the center.

The candle flame takes on an eerie green color, which sets off the eerie horror here.

Suddenly, the yellow candle who was recuperating from his knees let out a muffled snort.

The candle flame at the head of its body fluctuated, and then suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the surrounding candle flame also continued to flicker at this moment, sometimes bright and sometimes extinguished.

"Who?! who is cursing and plotting against me!!"

A low roar came from the mouth of the yellow candle.

It can be seen that a face in the flames is constantly emitting black gas at this time, and between his eyes, nostrils, ear holes, and mouth, black hair like a small snake continues to gush out, spreading rapidly around his body.

In just a moment, its body was tightly wrapped in black hair.

"Who the hell is it?!"

A roar of pain came out, and the aura on Huang Candle's body continued to weaken.

As a big demon, he naturally knows that this is a yin evil curse technique, and he also has a certain ability to resist. Otherwise, if it is replaced by someone else, I am afraid that it will be destroyed by this curse in an instant.

A moment later, the green candle flame burned, igniting the black hair that wrapped his whole body, and in the quiet cave, a series of female screams suddenly came out, sharp and piercing.

Soon, the figure of the yellow candle reappeared, his candle flame shook violently, he gasped for breath, and his face turned pale.

"Who is plotting against me!Blood lantern, or black coffin?!"

He screamed, his eyes flickering, and he was extremely cold.

In the Sword Palace, Jiang Liu looked disappointed.

"It doesn't seem like a big deal, right? I don't know what the other party is at the moment. ”

"There is no information from the perception that the evil magic has fed back. ”

"On the contrary, the true element and spiritual power in the body are about to be exhausted. ”

After a slight hesitation, he continued to cast the spell, and in that strange space, three tombs burned with a bang, and this time the light that came out was blood.

Inside the Black Mountain Demon Domain.

Yellow Candle let out a muffled snort again, a large mouthful of blood spurting out of the flames, and the expression on his face was terrified to the extreme.

He looked down and saw that on his body, between the countless pores, there were thin, long, blood-colored hairs like steel needles, and an ominous and terrifying feeling swept through his heart, making him tremble all over.

The last curse he still had a way to resist and defend, but this time, it made Huang Candle's heart panic, he didn't know what this blood-colored hair was.

In a trance, I only felt that my mind and spiritual consciousness were also fluttering like a candle flame, bright and extinguished, and I felt like I was blown away by the wind at any time.

"I'm going to die!"

"This curse is so terrifying!"

"Jingyuan is being frantically plundered and absorbed, but I can't resist at all!"

Huang Candle's heart trembled, and he could only watch himself turn into a blood-haired monster.

Suddenly, the blood-colored hair stopped growing, as if the source of the curse had been broken, and after Huang Candle was stunned, he quickly reacted and desperately dispersed the blood-colored hair.

"Burn me!"

"Burn, burn!!burn!!"

He roared one after another, and his whole body burned with green flames, and although his blood-colored hair was extremely tough, comparable to steel, it was still incinerated into blood-colored smoke as time passed.

When his body returned to normal, Huang Zhu was already covered in blood, his breath was weak, and he was lying on the ground gasping for breath.

When the blood-colored hair rushed out of the pores, it was like thousands of steel needles rushing out of his body, making him in pain, helpless, and weird.

"Such a sinister curse technique!"

"Who the hell is so shameless!

Huang Zhu was terrified in his heart and scolded.

He was just one step away from losing his life.

On the other side, inside the Sword Palace.

A fine sweat broke out on Jiang Liu's forehead, and his true yuan was almost exhausted, so he simply gave up using this evil art.

"What a thing, it's useless!"

It's weird, it's weird, and the eerie atmosphere is shaped to the extreme, but it's not practical at all!

"Is it because I'm not proficient enough?"

He thought to himself and decided to try another goal next time.

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