All the priests of the clan were moving rapidly, and around the Basihong body, they were shouting and shouting, and they uttered strange syllables one after another, with a strange rhythm. The air around them resonated with this rhythm, like a stone dropped from the calm surface of a lake, and waves visible to the naked eye appeared.

Ba Sihong's eight fox tails and his hands were writing in the air at the same time, and symbols emitting a dark red light appeared with his writing, densely packed, looking like a strange and strange beauty.

A look of pain appeared on his face as countless symbols enveloped him, and an illusion identical to his body jumped out of his head. The phantom was a little confused at first, but soon, a soft glow shone from the phantom's eyes. The phantom glanced at the priests on the ground with some nostalgia, and then swayed up like green smoke.

This phantom also has eight fox tails, but unlike Ba Sihong's body, next to these eight fox tails, there is a ninth fox tail with faint traces. After the phantom rose into the air, the nine fox tails spread out like a fan, and the faint white light spread in all directions like sea water, almost in a short period of time, enveloping this demon court.

In the huge square, everyone's eyes were looking at the sky a little blankly, and at this moment they almost simultaneously felt that they were being watched by a gaze. The gaze came very quickly, very faintly, and these people looked around, but they could not find out where it came from.

Yi Yunfei also felt it, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he instinctively felt something unusual. He was almost certain that the gaze was directed at him, but even he could not find the source of the gaze.

"You can't hide!" Ba Sihong's eyes bloomed, and he let out a long howl with joy on his face. His finger pointed in the direction of the Demon Emperor Palace, pointing in the direction where Yi Yunfei was, and an obscure light condensed at his fingertips, and he was about to fly out of his fingertips.

"Boom!" A thunderclap suddenly sounded in the cloudless sky, and a bucket-thick electric light appeared out of thin air and fell suddenly towards the top of Ba Sihong's head. Ba Sihong's seven orifices were full of blood, he roared angrily, and his fingers desperately wanted to click down, but the power of this electric light was too terrifying, and before it fell, it had already suppressed his body stiffly. His fingers froze in the air, and he couldn't click them after all.

The electric light fell like a match, fast to the extreme, and it was a long story, but it was actually just a blink of an eye. Even many monks with a slightly lower cultivation level only felt a flash of light in front of them after hearing the roar, and they didn't know what was going on at all.

But for Ba Sihong, this thunder was the last straw that broke the camel's back. The thunder light first fell on the phantom above his head, and at the same time that the phantom became dim, the thunder light penetrated the phantom again and landed on his body.

After the huge eight-tailed sky fox was struck by the thunderbolt, it fell to the ground like a meteorite, and the ground was smashed out of a large pit dozens of feet deep by him. Countless priests screamed and cried, and they rushed madly to the place where the great pit was.

In the pit full of new mud, the huge Sky Fox was dying, his cloudy eyes

There were two lines of blood and tears in it.

"Why??Why is the Heavenly Dao so unfair?Do you have to cut off my demon clan's bloodline to be willing?" Just when the priest clan wanted to lift Ba Sihong up, the old heavenly fox stood up stubbornly. He looked up at the sky and questioned fiercely, blood and tears dripping wildly from his eyes.

The many clansmen surrounding the priest clan only felt that Ba Sihong exuded unprecedented energy, and they all moved back backwards, and Ba Sihong, who looked dying, rose into the air again in their unbelievable gaze.

"Sacrifice my blood, sacrifice my body, sacrifice my soul, for the curse, eternal fall and perish......" Ba Sihong roared miserably, his hands and eight tails frantically drawing symbols in the air, endless symbols appeared, and rushed straight up to the sky.

"High Priest!" all the priests knelt on the ground, their eyes full of tears, and bowed to Basihong in the sky.

The heavy clouds condensed rapidly, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier in the sky, blocking the characters drawn by Ba Sihong. A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ba Sihong's mouth, and eight tails and hands crossed in this mouthful of blood, and the blood-colored characters appeared again, this time the breath was more decisive, and it slammed into the sky again.

The terrifying thunder light in the clouds was still gathering, but this time, the thunder light failed to cut down, and countless blood-colored characters with terrifying power directly dissipated the clouds of the clouds. After piercing through the clouds, the characters did not stop, rushing straight up, and the invisible barrier in the sky could no longer help these characters, allowing them to penetrate through.

Ba Sihong's movement here was too loud, and everyone paid attention to the situation here. Just after these characters pierced the sky, all the demons on the ground felt as if their bodies were light, as if some kind of shackle had been opened. When this feeling appeared, all the demon clans had an inexplicable sadness in their hearts, although they didn't know the source, they felt heartbroken.

Unlike these demon clans, when those characters penetrated the sky, Yi Yunfei felt a great crisis. He barely hesitated, and rushed in directly opening the trial space. In fact, he had only just come out of the trial space for a moment.

But this time, the trial space couldn't be stopped, and a blood-red light pierced through all barriers, imprinted on his eyebrows in Yi Yunfei's shout. A bone-chilling chill enveloped his body, and Yi Yunfei subconsciously grabbed it towards the center of his eyebrows, but it was useless. A blood-red six-pointed star symbol appeared strangely on his eyebrows, which was extremely demonic.

The high priest Basihong finally fell from the sky, and everyone in the priest clan rushed over frantically. After Ba Sihong landed on the ground, he turned into a human form in the blink of an eye, his face was dull, and his body exuded a cold dead air.

"High Priest!" countless priests and clansmen cried and helped him up, and many reached out to his body, frantically pumping vitality into his body.

"Don't waste it, don't grieve! I still have three months to live, it's enough!" said High Priest Ba Sihong with a smile on his face, and gently stretched out his hand to block the clansmen.

"High Priest, why are you so resolute? No matter how powerful that person is, it is just a human race, and there are countless masters of my demon race.

How can you not resist it!" The priests kept wiping their tears and roaring with tears.

"Why not kill me alone and save the lives of countless demon clans? Since that person is protected by the Heavenly Dao, we can't find him, so let's exchange my life for his life. I'm old, I can't walk anymore, I can let a human race's top genius accompany me on the road, no loss, no loss!" Ba Sihong had a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

Yi Yunfei was indeed frightened, the price paid by Ba Sihong's curse technique was too great and too decisive, and he had no way to resist at all. When the six-pointed star symbol appeared in the center of Yi Yunfei's eyebrows, he felt that the Yuan Force in his body was slowly dissipating, although the speed of this dissipation was very slow, but with his current cultivation speed, it could only barely match it.

In this way, let alone being promoted to the Emperor realm in a short period of time, the slightest negligence may cause his realm to fall. And this is just the curse that has just fallen on him, and no one knows if there will be other changes in the future.

Yi Yunfei's face was solemn, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully investigating the changes in his body. Dark red threads as thin as a hair were densely packed all over his entire body, and it was the existence of these thin threads that kept devouring his cultivation.

As he had guessed, these threads were not as simple as he had imagined, and as they continued to be devoured, they showed signs of growth. Under this repetition, he thought with some horror, I am afraid that it will not be long before the speed at which these silk threads devour his cultivation will far exceed the speed of his cultivation.

At that time, his cultivation realm would fall rapidly, and as the realm fell, the speed of absorbing spiritual energy would also slow down. Under such a vicious circle, it won't take long for him to become an ordinary person without any cultivation.

"It's actually the [Sacrificial Soul Curse] of the Heavenly Fox Clan, the sect master's traces have not been revealed, and he has not made any move against the Demon Clan, why would the Heavenly Fox Clan use such a decisive curse? The price of this curse is at least the life of an eight-tailed Heavenly Fox!" The twelve zodiac signs in the trial space had already surrounded Yi Yun when he flew in, and he gasped with a solemn face and exclaimed.

"The natal talent of the Heavenly Fox Clan is very similar to the [Blossoming Flowers] of the Tianshu Sect, but I am afraid that it is even more mysterious. This clan is really able to control the heavenly machine, but I am afraid that when the sect master appears in Youzhou, they will already be aware of it. I suspect that this clan even knew that the sect master would appear even countless years ago, just like the Tianshu Sect. Black Face said with a solemn face.

"Everything has a fate, and the Sky Fox Clan will only use such a decisive curse technique when they find that the sect master is a great threat to the entire demon clan. This shows that in the minds of the Sky Fox Clan, the threat of the sect master has become so great that they are afraid. Since this is the case, everything will take a turn for the better, although the monks are all going against the sky, but how many monks in the world dare to say that they really control the heavens?"

"Wait for the sect master to wake up, although we can't deal with this curse, but it is no problem to gather the power of all monarchs and suppress it for a while. It's a pity that our twelve palaces are missing one palace, otherwise what would be the [Soul Sacrifice Spell]!" (https:)

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