Chapter 823 Battle Spirit Immortal!

At the moment when the blood-colored flower was branded on the face of the old man from the Weiyang tribe in the late Lingxian period, the old man's complexion changed wildly, and he could not help but let out a shrill scream that seemed to be utterly miserable, and bursts of red mist emanated from the branded mark on his face. As it rises, more blood-colored mist is uncontrollably emitted from his right hand.

These two streams of mist are extremely strange. After merging with each other, they turned into a ferocious blood-colored poisonous dragon. This dragon has one horn and three legs. Although it is not big, the scales and appearance on its body are very clear. The poisonous dragon opened its mouth wide, turned into a blood-colored long knife, and slashed directly between the eyebrows of the late Lingxian Weiyang clan elder.

Ignoring obstacles, ignoring protection, ignoring everything, it seems that as long as it appears, it can ignore everything, forcibly brand it, forcibly reduce its cultivation level, and make the curse irreversible in full swing in progress!

Following the chopping off, the broken right hand of the old man from the Weiyang tribe in the late Lingxian period who had fought Wang Baole for the first time, rotted instantly, and even more so during the rottenness, the screams of the old man became even more horrific. Unexpectedly, at this moment, there were signs of instability, and the fluctuations in his cultivation became chaotic, until the blood-colored poisonous dragon knife completely cut through him, and his cultivation...was directly weakened from the late Lingxian stage. The mid-term of the spirit fairy!

This kind of weakening is like being deprived from him. While extremely domineering, it also has an aura that makes the world look different. However, if you observe carefully, you can still see that the power of the curse may not be so powerful in reality. sky.

What changed its power, apart from the curse itself, was the old man's own right hand, because his right hand had collapsed, and it was repaired later, but the time was too short, and the old man didn't have the time to fully cultivate it, so The arm seemed to have recovered, but the vitality was still lost after all.

This loss would be nothing at other times, but under this curse, it seemed to be borrowed and magnified, which made the curse explode, directly cutting its cultivation base to a small level!

In addition... the curse has not ended even now. Amidst the wailing of the old man of the Weiyang clan, the bloody flowers on his face exploded again, releasing a large amount of red mist. At the same time, there was also a large amount of mist from the old man's body. He got out of his body under control, and after instantly merging with the mist of the mask, a second bloody poisonous dragon appeared in front of him!

The second blood-colored poisonous dragon was even more ferocious than the former one, and it turned into a second long knife while roaring, aimed at the top of the old man's head, and slashed again!

During the roar, the old man's whole body trembled, he couldn't dodge, he couldn't stop him, he watched the long knife fall, and at the same time as it shuttled through his body, his internal organs immediately showed signs of rot, and many parts of his body were rotten together. The skin, in the blink of an eye, his whole body seemed to wither, and even a lot of rotten flesh fell off directly, turning into black smoke!

The source of these black smoke is the poison in the old man, which was suppressed by Wang Baole's avatar several times before, but the old man didn't have time to dissolve it, so it became part of the curse at this moment. Exploding, his cultivation level... fell again at this moment!

From the mid-spiritual immortality to the early-spiritual immortality, the unprecedented weakness, and the feeling that the body seemed to be invisible, made the old man tremble, and his eyes showed shock and panic.

There was even an extremely intense life-and-death crisis, which made the old man back violently while trembling, desperate to flee from this place, and had no intention of fighting again.

But Wang Baole worked so hard to arrange such a killing game, and spent the only chance to curse. It can be said that he used most of his hole cards. How could he let the opponent leave so easily? Now at the early stage of Lingxian... he thinks he can fight!

And must fight, must also win, do his best to kill the opponent, because this is his only chance now, he knows very well that although the process of unfolding the curse is irreversible, it does not mean that the result is irreversible. Only half a stick of incense at most.

Even because the old man's self-cultivation is extremely high, Wang Baole is not sure whether he can really reach half a stick of incense, but he understands... Once he is recovered by the other party, what awaits him will be a catastrophe of life and death, and he will become Extremely passive, I am afraid that there is no way to delay the arrival of the teleportation time.

"So... we must kill this old ghost!" Wang Baole's eyes turned red in an instant, murderous intent and evil spirit erupted at this moment, his cultivation was in full swing, and he didn't care even if he was overdrawn. Get up, go straight to the old man and charge to kill him.

The speed was extremely fast, and at the same time as the piercing sound was set off, a series of afterimages were left behind. At first glance, a large number of Wang Baole's figures appeared here, and finally these figures merged into one, directly appearing in this Weiyang clan In front of the old man, he punched out.

This punch hit out all of Wang Baole's cultivation, integrated all his aura, and caused the world to change, and the situation turned upside down, but...his opponent was not an ordinary monk after all, even if his cultivation was forcibly weakened to the early stage of Lingxian, this old man really After all, his cultivation base is in the late stage, and his own background is extremely deep.

And even if he is weakened now, he is still a spirit fairy, so after a brief moment of horror, at the moment when Wang Baole's evil spirit broke out and charged towards him, the old man's eyes were bloodshot, and his left hand suddenly raised, towards the center of his forehead, and slapped .

With this slap, a green glow appeared between his brows, and this light exploded in the blink of an eye. The moment Wang Baole approached, it enveloped the old man's whole body and turned into a... majestic tree!

This is a big tree similar to a locust tree, with a vigorous trunk, dense branches and leaves, and the vicissitudes of life emanating from it. With Wang Baole's sensitivity to magic weapons, he immediately saw that this was a treasure hidden in the old man's body French ship.

As soon as the magic ship came out, an unshakable protective force immediately formed and surrounded the old man, making Wang Baole's punch seem to hit an empty space. Although the roar was loud, it was difficult to Shake the slightest.

"Little bastard, your impatient actions also reminded the old man, let the old man remember the curse of you descendants, the duration is limited!!"

"It won't be long, when the power of this curse dissipates, I will let you know what it means to live and die. I will peel your skin and bones, burn your soul for a hundred years, and while you suffer day and night, I will kill your hometown. Let you feel the pain of extermination!!" The old man covered by the big tree showed extremely strong hatred in his eyes. It is true that he has hardly been so miserable since he was promoted to Spirit Immortal.

Especially in the end, he was forced to use the magic ship that he had accumulated in his body. According to a certain secret method, he had accumulated this magic ship for half a year. The planets helped to a certain extent, and the use this time was tantamount to dissipating all the accumulation of the previous half a year. How could this make him not angry.

And he is indeed extremely decisive. Although he has other magic weapons on him, he is very aware of his current state. Other things are far inferior to his magic ship, so what he wants is stability!

"Little bastard, let me see how you break through!" Seeing Wang Baole's bombardment, the big tree outside his body remained motionless, while the opponent's body was shaken backwards, the old man was relieved from the bottom of his heart. Running at full power, trying to impact the curse and speed up the resolution.

But he still underestimated Wang Baole's determination, almost the moment he opened his mouth, Wang Baole's eyes showed fierceness and ferocity.

"See how I break open? Then Dad will let you take a good look!!" Wang Baole was shaken backwards and growled, forcibly stabilizing his body, directly raised his right hand, pointed upwards, and roared.

"French ship!!"

As his voice came out, the old man's complexion suddenly changed. Wang Baole's bloody dragonfly magic ship suddenly descended and appeared above the big tree. The moment he appeared, Wang Baole's voice reverberated again with madness.

"Self-explosion!!" The sky and the earth roared, and Wang Baole's magic ship suddenly burned, setting off shocking fluctuations, like a falling meteor, crazily exploding toward the big tree!

The momentum was so strong that not only the sky trembled and the clouds surged in all directions, but even this star fluctuated at this moment, causing all the monks in all directions to shake their minds and look at Wang Baole and Wang Baole from all positions in amazement. The location where the old man fought!