Chapter 1983 Blood Curse of All Souls!

Rumble!

The void oscillated, and the blood around Yang Wen's body was incomparably thick, and blood-colored runes rose up, as if forming a mysterious blood-colored world.

Around him, every rune is like a powerful creature, there are figures of gods and beasts, demons, ghosts, etc., roaring violently, each exuding an extremely powerful spirit. resentment.

In an instant, countless bloody lights rushed towards Ling Xiao like a torrent, and those bloody runes were like tarsus cleavers, trembling violently, containing the power to devour everything, and rushed towards Ling Xiao.

And Yang Wen's body became shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The blood curse of all spirits? Break it for me!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and the golden divine light shot up all over his body, he directly activated the Thunder Emperor Art, the thunder light all over his body was blazing and dazzling, containing the power fluctuations that shattered everything, and was unparalleled in strength.

The power of thunder is also called the power of killing evil, which can destroy all evil spirits and heretics, and has a great restraint effect on this kind of supernatural power of blood.

Boom!

Endless lightning surged forward and struck the blood-colored runes, forming a storm of divine light in an instant.

But what Ling Xiao didn't expect was that the bloody runes twisted violently, like living beings, not afraid of the power of thunder at all, but swallowed all the thunder light into it, turning it into bloody energy.

The Thunder Emperor Jue practiced by Ling Xiao did not cause any damage to the Wanling Blood Curse, but instead made the power of the Wanling Blood Curse stronger.

In an instant, the Wanling Blood Curse had arrived in front of Ling Xiao!

"Um?"

Ling Xiao was also a little surprised,

Looking at the blood-colored runes that rushed towards him, a blazing golden glow radiated from his palm, like casting gold, and a palm knife fell down.

Zheng!

The palm knife fell on the blood-colored rune, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing. The golden rune trembled violently, and the next moment there was a flash of blood, and it went towards Ling Xiao's palm.

There is an extremely mysterious power hidden in those blood-colored runes. Ling Xiao tried to swallow it with the secret technique of swallowing the sky, but found that the speed of swallowing was very slow, not even as fast as the blood-colored runes could damage Ling Xiao's body.

"This Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Curse actually contains the power of heaven?"

Ling Xiao's heart moved, and he thought to himself.

Rumble!

At the same time, the all-spirited blood curse broke through the blockade of thunder and light, and submerged towards Ling Xiao in an instant.

Ling Xiao's expression was incomparably calm, his eyes were full of divine light, and the wordless scriptures in his sea of ​​knowledge trembled slightly, as if he had encountered a supreme delicacy, and he rushed directly towards the bloody runes .

The blood-colored rune that entered Ling Xiao's body had not had time to destroy the vitality in Ling Xiao's body, but it was swallowed by the Wordless Book!

"Pfft... what?!"

Yang Wen, who had an ice-cold expression, suddenly changed his face. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and his whole body became incomparably sluggish.

The Wanling Blood Curse was transformed from the essence and blood in Yang Wen's body. He felt that after entering Ling Xiao's body, the Wanling Blood Curse did not devour Ling Xiao's flesh and blood essence as he imagined, but instead disappeared instantly. disappeared.

It was like being swallowed by some horrible existence.

You must know that those bloody runes were transformed by the essence and blood in Yang Wen's body, and contained the vast power of heaven. After being swallowed by Ling Xiao, Yang Wen was immediately backlashed by heaven.

Although the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Curse is extremely powerful, once it is broken, the backlash will be extremely strong.

Yang Wen's body was filled with blood, and there was a crisp sound, and many cracks appeared like spider webs, as if they were about to shatter at any moment.

"Cultivating the evil method of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Curse, how is it different from the demon clan? Your Heavenly Curse Sect is indeed a bunch of stinky rats in the gutter!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were incomparably cold, and they rose across the sky in an instant, and slapped Yang Wen towards him.

Ling Xiao also has some understanding of the Wanling Blood Curse. To practice the Wanling Blood Curse, you need to extract the blood of Wanling, and even slaughter cities and countries at every turn, killing hundreds of millions.

He just discovered that there are countless grievances and grievances in the Wanling Blood Curse, and the number of creatures who died in Yang Wen's hands is beyond count, which made Ling Xiao furious and even moved to kill!

Snapped!

Yang Wen was suffering from the backlash of heaven at the moment, unable to resist Ling Xiao's thunderous blow, he was slapped on the face directly, and flew out with a scream in his mouth!

Snapped!

Ling Xiao came across the sky again like lightning, and slapped Yang Wen's face again, half of his face was swollen, bloody and bloody, and he coughed up blood in his mouth.

"Good fight! This bastard, he used dirty tricks to hurt Senior Brother Gao Yang before, he deserves what he deserves today!"

"Uncle Long, you can't let him go so easily!"

Many disciples of the God of War Temple shouted with great excitement, feeling that the depression in their hearts was swept away, and they were indescribably happy.

"This guy's strength is getting stronger and stronger! What a pervert!"

The black donkey also stared at Ling Xiaodao with wide eyes, and said in an extremely depressed heart.

"Long Aotian, you and I are at odds with each other, we will never die!"

Yang Wen roared angrily, his eyes full of incomparable resentment.

Being severely injured by Ling Xiao in front of so many people, and his face was smashed, this is a shame and humiliation for Yang Wen. As the holy son of the Heavenly Curse Sect, when did he suffer such a big loss?

"Undead? Very good! Then you go to die!"

Murderous intent flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and the fiery light shot out from his body. He punched Yang Wen with a fist, and the terrifying punch seemed to be able to destroy everything.

The terrifying power of that punch made Yang Wen tremble all over, and there was a look of incomparable fear in his eyes.

He felt that Ling Xiao really wanted to kill him, but how dare he do this? Does he really have no scruples about the Sky Curse Sect and the Chinese people?

Seeing that Ling Xiao was about to blow Yang Wen to death with a punch, suddenly a blazing light burst out in the void, and an ancient palm print fell across the sky, as if it could shatter a world, and collided fiercely with Ling Xiao.

Click!

The blazing divine light exploded, and the unparalleled fluctuations of divine power swept all directions, making everyone tremble involuntarily, and took several steps back one after another!

"Enough! Long Aotian, you still want to kill them all?"

An extremely indifferent voice sounded in the void, Hua Tianqiong stepped forward in the void, and a vast momentum of heaven and earth radiated from his body!

"Huh? You want to stand up for him?"

There was a flash of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, staring at Hua Tianqiong in the void and said in a cold voice.

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