Chapter 240: Soul Curse Method

Inside the cave, there were traces of blood and flesh everywhere, and even some people's collars and faces had traces of blood.

But no one dared to wipe it off, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.

In the crowd, no one dared to look up at Lin Chen's eyes, for fear that they would be killed if they didn't like him.

Behind Lin Chen, the blue-clothed monk stared at Lin Chen's back with shining eyes, his face full of admiration.

He had heard a lot of Lin Chen's achievements in Qingyun Sect, so he always regarded him as a target to pursue. Now he saw that this Senior Brother Lin was indeed worthy of his reputation.

'This is the Senior Brother Lin I imagined. No matter what kind of monsters and monsters you are, no matter what compromises you make, as long as you dare to go against my wishes, you will die! '

Just when everyone had different thoughts, Lin Chen snapped his fingers, and there was silence in the crowd for a while. In the end, someone gritted his teeth and took the lead.

As the person approached, Lin Chen slowly raised the thing in his hand.

That was a lamp.

A lamp that uses a skull as a carrier and a human soul as fuel, and faintly, there is also the shrill wailing of a cultivator - a soul lamp!

'Isn't this a disciple of the righteous sect? Why does this method feel so evil? ! ' Seeing this scene, the casual cultivator who came forward couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

He looked at the blue-clothed cultivator beside him, but the latter felt that it was a matter of course.

"What are you looking at? Senior brother's magical methods, how can you understand it?!" The blue-clothed cultivator sneered, "Why don't you hurry up!"

Although he also felt a little horrified, what the senior brother said was right. You can't use conventional methods to deal with demon cultivators!

All of this is a normal method!

'Is this method fucking normal? ! ' The casual cultivator who came forward swallowed his saliva and still walked up with a stiff upper lip.

The strange soul lamp in Lin Chen's hand did not emit a strong light, but strangely, this light could not be affected by the surrounding light. It existed alone, like a thin layer of dusk haze.

Then, when the casual cultivator stepped into the range of the light, a complete figure appeared faintly behind him.

"Let's go." Lin Chen took a look and said lightly.

The first casual cultivator was a little confused, but he hurried out.

"Brother, what is this method?" The blue-clothed cultivator asked curiously.

"The method of the same breath curse soul." Lin Chen replied casually.

The method of the same breath curse soul is Lin Chen's greatest achievement in the way of curse.

According to some theories in the previous life, wherever you go, you will definitely leave traces, even if it will not dissipate for hundreds of years.

If everyone in the previous life has a special magnetic field, every time you go to a place, you will interact with the local magnetic field and leave information, then everyone in this life has his own breath, and every time you go to a place, you will also have your own breath.

This is just like a wild goose leaving a shadow and a person leaving a trace.

The cultivator captures these remaining breaths and then uses them as a medium to interfere with their body, disturb their body's breath, and make them feel uncomfortable, hallucinate, or even die.

And this is also the origin of the original curse method.

In the usual curse method, the connection between breath and soul is used, and Lin Chen added his own insights on this basis.

Since breath can affect soul, then in turn, can soul affect breath?

And if a demon cultivator controls the soul of others, can he trace the breath of the demon cultivator through the refined soul, so as to find out the person who refined it, or even trace his existence in reverse?

At least after Lin Chen's research, he found that it is possible.

This soul lamp is made based on this principle.

"Brother, it seems that there is no problem?" After several people did not see any abnormality in the test, the blue-clothed cultivator could not help but ask.

"Why are you in a hurry? Aren't there so many people who haven't been tested?" Lin Chen was unexpectedly calm, he believed in his own methods.

As time passed, one after another, the scattered cultivators walked out of the cave, and finally, the abnormality occurred.

Under the light, a black figure appeared behind a casual cultivator, but this figure was incomplete, without hands, feet, or even a body, only a head.

And behind this head, there was a thin black line extending in an unknown direction.

At this time, Lin Chen paused, raised his head, and looked at him expressionlessly.

"No! No! I have no problem!" Seeing this scene, the casual cultivator had a panic on his face.

But looking at the silent gaze of the people around him, he couldn't help but look fierce, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't believe it, this is his trick..."

The next moment, his head fell directly.

Lin Chen took action, but he did not immediately erase the connection of the curse, but continued to check.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and some people shouted to resist, but before they could make a sound, one head after another rolled down from their necks.

In the small cave, muffled sounds of thumping were heard one after another.

These are all people with problems. Their heads have been replaced long ago, and even their souls do not belong to them.

Finally, when the inspection was over, the remaining people were stunned.

Because among this group of casual cultivators, nearly half of them have problems!

And this does not include the cultivators who died from the abnormal movement just now!

Not only that...Looking at this scene, the blue-clothed cultivator seemed to have thought of something, and felt his hands and feet go cold.

If about half of the casual cultivators who returned today have problems, then what about the previous batch? What about the previous batch, and even the previous batches?

Even thinking further, Qingyun Sect sent nearly tens of thousands of casual cultivators to the area of ​​​​the demon cultivators to cause damage, and how many of these people who returned have problems?

Although it can be said that Qingyun Sect has always been on guard against these casual cultivators, placing them outside the core formation and suppressing them with foundation-building cultivators.

Even if these tens of thousands of casual cultivators riot, it will not affect the overall situation.

But the premise is that these are tens of thousands of Qi Refining cultivators.

But if they are all refined by the demon cultivators with strange means, and finally a top demon cultivator treats them as consumables and launches a one-time attack.

What consequences will the defenseless Qingyun cultivators suffer?

Lin Chen, who was standing aside, didn't think so much. Instead, he looked at the heads on the ground and said in surprise: "I seem to have seen this method before. Could it be that flying demon cultivator? Well, we'll know after a look."

The next moment, Lin Chen stretched out his hand and the flesh and blood of six heads fell off one after another, revealing the white bones. The faint fire of the soul burned in them, and together with his hands, they turned into seven soul lamps.

At this time, Lin Chen decided to use these refined souls to cast the method of the same breath and soul spell to trace the breath of the demon cultivator and trace his existence in reverse!

Afterwards, the seven lamps were placed on the ground in the shape of seven stars.

All the lights emitted dim and dim lights, which seemed indescribably hazy in the dark cave.

A blurry image appeared faintly on the wall between the interlaced lights.

And as time passed, the image began to become clearer and clearer.

In the image, there was a dark sky, and under the sky, there were piles of earth. Indistinctly, countless figures in black robes came and went, and there was also a figure planted in the ground.

"Is this... a cemetery?!" The blue-robed monk saw this scene and couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

Lin Chen did not reply, but continued to activate the method of the same breath curse soul, tracing the real caster.

The scene in front of him was constantly getting closer, and at the same time, it was constantly going deeper into the cemetery. Soon, as the image changed, it finally stopped at one place.

It was a huge altar made up of human heads!

"This, this is..." Everyone present was stunned when they saw this scene.

The picture in front of them jumped again and pulled directly to the center of the altar, and then everyone saw it.

A head standing out of thin air stood in the center of the altar, and all the power in the surrounding cemetery was constantly flowing towards it.

Then, a strange wave emanated from the altar and went to the distant sky!

The next moment, the evil head suddenly opened its eyes, stared at Lin Chen, and said angrily: "Who is peeping at me?"

Then, the whole altar was surging, and layers of yin tides flowed into the head, and its pressure was rising steadily, so that even the blue-clothed monks outside the image could not help but feel a strong sense of oppression!

Obviously, the other party wanted to use this medium to remotely deliver the curse!

But at this moment, Lin Chen directly stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the seven soul lamps went out one after another, and the image became blurred.

But in the end, there was still a word full of anger and murderous intent, coming from the blurry image:

"I know, it turned out to be you!!! Dare to peek into the secrets of our sect again and again, you are looking for death!"

Obviously, the other party has recognized Lin Chen as the person who fought with him last time!

The flying demon cultivators did not expect that the other party had so many means that they could spy on their secrets again and again.

No!

To be precise, it was not peeping, but when necessary, they would just force themselves to look!

This is simply intolerable!

However, Lin Chen directly retracted his spiritual art, with no expression on his face, and did not care about what the other party said.

After all, if they really met, it was not certain who would not let go of whom, who would live and who would die!

At this time, he turned his head and looked at the blue-clothed cultivator, and asked: "Are you saying that these scattered cultivators are all placed outside the market? Which market are they mainly in?"

"Most of them are placed in the market close to the front line for rest, and a small number will return to the rear... Wait! Senior brother, what do you mean?!"

The blue-clothed cultivator answered subconsciously, but then seemed to have figured out something, raised his head, and looked at Lin Chen in shock.

"That's right." Lin Chen nodded and looked in the direction of Qingyun Sect. "If my guess is correct, those markets should have had problems by now."