Dongfang Long shouted angrily, "Seal!"

The space hummed, and it was completely sealed by Dongfang Long's mana.

The raging black wind, as if it had been immobilized, suddenly stopped.

Then Dongfang Long waved his hand lightly, "Break!"

Click!

The sealed black wind actually made the sound of glass shattering, which shattered into tens of thousands of pieces in an instant and disappeared.

Without waiting for the power of the curse to exert its power again, Dongfang Long rushed over with one arrow step, and his hands glowing with golden light grabbed the power of the curse in his hands at once.

Regardless of the power of the curse, Dongfang Long's hands danced rapidly, and the power of the curse was instantly turned into thousands of filaments, which were constantly weaving.

A moment later, a pitch-black mist villain formed on the hands of the Eastern Dragon.

"Such ruthlessness, with no regard for human life, must be punished. You should be paid for what you do!"

Dongfang Long raised his eyebrows, threw the mist villain made of the curse power in his hand, let it stay in the air, and quickly pinched a few seals with both hands.

"You are not the only one in the world who can curse the technique!" Dongfang Long snorted coldly.

Then he stretched out a finger and pointed at the villain's head, and if you look closely, it is the villain's eyes.

"In the name of my Oriental Dragon, curse you, have eyes and no beads!"

The mist villain was trembled by the Dongfang Dragon, and a trace of mist scattered from his body disappeared into the air.

In the southern part of Wolong Kingdom, there is a mountain range that stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and this is the world's famous Forest of the Undead Mountain Range!

The Forest of the Dead mountain range is named after the forest of the dead that inhabits the center.

The Forest of the Dead is so mysterious that it has attracted explorers and archaeologists from all over the world who want to enter the Forest of the Dead.

It's a pity that none of the people who went in came out alive, and all of them were buried in the Forest of the Dead, which became a legend.

Later, some masters from various countries came together one after another, and they also entered the forest of the dead together with powerful modern weapons and sophisticated scientific instruments.

However, these people also followed in the footsteps of the former, and became nourishment and food for the plants and animals of the forest of the dead.

However, among so many explorers, only the warriors and cultivators of the Wolong Kingdom did not participate.

This is because, in this endless mountain range of the Undead Forest, it is a paradise for demon cultivators in the Wolong Kingdom!

Demon cultivators, legend has it that they are all ruthless people, who fight hard with people at every turn, and are not afraid of death. Not only ruthless to the enemy, but even more ruthless to yourself.

Many magic skills are self-destructive by injuring a thousand enemies, but they are still sought after and practiced by many people.

The reason is very simple, that is, the ** of cultivating demons is a different way, which is faster than cultivating the truth. In other words, cultivators have a short period of time to cultivate, but they can achieve quick results.

Moreover, the power of demon cultivation ** is huge, and in the early stage of cultivation, cultivators are not as good as demon cultivators.

Most demon cultivators have eccentric personalities, and often take pleasure in torturing people, so that people can talk about demon changes.

Those foreign explorers and archaeologists, where did they know these secret things, so as soon as they entered the Undead Forest Mountain Range, they were discovered by demon cultivators and immediately killed.

A swamp shrouded in fog all year round, with a floating island in the center and rows of houses built on it.

At the innermost end of these houses is a large hall, which stands in the center like a lion, staring coldly at everything around it.

In one of the ordinary houses, an old man in his fifties sat cross-legged in front of an altar on the ground.

On the altar, there are all kinds of magic weapons, in the center is a small person woven with human hair, and a piece of talisman paper is pasted on the chest, on which Liu Zhen's name is written in cinnabar, as well as Liu Zhen's birthday!

The old man was constantly putting out various handprints, sending spiritual power to the villain on the altar, and the mana of the opponent of the Eastern Dragon.

Suddenly, the old man's face turned red, as if he was carrying a burden of ten thousand catties, and sweat flowed down.

Just as the Dongfang Dragon began to curse, the old man's eyes flowed blood, his gaze darkened, and he lost his former brilliance.

"Ahh

Dongfang Long does not stop there, he can take action at will against ordinary people, and treat human life as a mustard, such a cultivator is definitely a big scourge to live.

Moreover, Dongfang Long turned over his hand, he had already offended this person invisibly, and with the cruel character of the person who cast the curse, he would definitely not give up.

Eliminate the evil, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, this is the potential truth of the cultivation realm, the truth that the snake does not die but suffers from it, Dongfang Long still understands.

In the mystical books left by Long Qi, there are naturally curse techniques, but those curse techniques are all god-level spells, and even gods can curse them.

But after all, Dongfang Long's cultivation is low and he can't cast it, otherwise as long as a spell is thrown, he can make the old man who plotted against Liu Zhen and his master disappear in an instant.

However, with the curse technique that Dongfang Long is using at the moment, he can't even count the hair of the god-level curse technique, but it is not something that the old man who plotted against Liu Zhen can resist.

Dongfang Long's hands pinched a few more seals, and once again reached out and pointed at the front chest of the mist villain, "I, Dongfang Long, curse, curse your whole body to fester, and you will not die well!"

As soon as the words fell, the blind old man in the swamp immediately covered his whole body with a gray color, and his skin seemed to be corroded by strong acid, and large pieces fell off.

"Master!"

The painful old man finally couldn't help but howl out and shouted loudly for help.

This voice immediately disturbed the calm in the swamp, and several figures poured out from the other houses and rushed over.

In the middle hall, a very young man, hearing the old man's miserable howl, immediately moved, and his figure disappeared into the main hall.

Dongfang Long once again put out a few handprints and uttered the last curse, "Curse with the soul of grievances that you tortured to death, let your soul fall into hell forever and suffer endless pain!"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of gray air currents emerged from the floor, rushing into the mist villains floating in the air.

I saw that the mist villain rose suddenly, and with a bang, it completely shattered and disappeared.

"Ahh

Forest of the Dead mountain range.

The mist swamp, casting the curse spell, the old man screamed, and his body exploded at the same time, but no flesh and blood flew sideways.

As soon as the pieces of those bodies were shattered, they strangely turned into gray gas and slammed into the ground.

"Who is it? Who killed my apprentice of the Thousand-Faced Demon King, I must find you and make you pay the price of blood!"

As soon as the young man entered the house, he saw the sight of the old man's soul going to hell, although he had the intention to stop it, but there was a terrifying force in the underworld, so that he did not dare to act rashly.

The angry Thousand-Faced Demon Lord roared angrily in the sky, and his voice reached out of the nine clouds, shaking the sky as if it were trembling.

Several mysterious figures who were cultivating turned their heads in the direction of the swamp of the Thousand-Faced Demon King, who provoked that old monster, and several people couldn't help but mourn in silence for the Dongfang Dragon who provoked the Thousand-Faced Demon King.

Dongfang Long slapped his palms lightly twice, "Okay, it's completely solved now, once and for all!"

Then he came to the bed, stretched out his hand to help Liu Zhen up, and with the help of Guo Lao, Liu Zhen sat on the bed.