Chapter 600

Singing is singing, dancing is slow dancing.

The land of Jiuyuan is sheltered by the ancestral gods. Silently obeying the mandate of heaven, performing sacrifices, offering sacrifices to ancestors and gods, and worshipping all spirits. O resentful spirit hidden in the soul of human Ding Ning, please listen to my call. "

What is the curse?

The sorcerer said: The curse is formed according to the drug, the environment, the climate, the soul power of the curser, the power borrowed by the curser, and the psychological suggestion to the cursed person.

Of course, his original words were not like this, but after Yan Mo straightened it out, he understood it this way.

Want to break the curse?

The cursed witch said: It is not a real cursed witch, it will only deal with appearances. But the real cursed witch would first sneak into the soul of the cursed person to find the cursed resentful spirit. If the cursed resentful spirit is not strong, he will directly attack the resentful spirit and eliminate it completely. If the resentment of the curse is very powerful, then we must find a way to counteract this power.

Yan Mo interprets this cursed spirit as a focal spot hiding in the human spirit world.

And all he has to do is remove or dissolve the lesion.

No curse medium?

It doesn't matter, Ma Xian will regret it later. Why did he hold onto the puppet that was stained with Ding Ning's blood!

O resentful spirit hidden in the soul of human Ding Ning, please listen to my call. "Yan Mo sang the same words three times.

But that cursed resentful spirit is indeed Ma Xian's most powerful curse method. Hearing such a tempting voice, he couldn't help it.

Very good, hope you don't regret it!

Yan Mo's dance steps have changed, and the sacrifice words have also changed. All spirits on this mountain, please listen to my call. "

Yan Mo danced around Ding Ning's body, flicking his body with the long grass from time to time.

The bell—" The clear spiritual sound that seemed to be the sound of a temple chime rang again in Yan Mo's ears.

Yan Mo's eyes were half closed, and his mouth naturally uttered an ancient chant different from the common language: Come, come, I am here, let me see you. "

Ding Ning sat up suddenly, no, it should be said that the human form formed by his soul and his spiritual power sat up.

grown ups! Ding Ning turned his head to look around, and was surprised to see his hands go through his body.

Ding Ning, tell me about your pain. "

My lord, I..." Ding Ning touched his heart and frowned, "Sir, it hurts here, and it seems like something is biting my heart."

Yan Mo's body dance suddenly became faster.

There was laughter in his ears, come, we come, we like you, what do you want us to do? "

who are you? "Yan Mo didn't move, his soul power was asking.

We are the land spirits of this mountain. "Invisible light spots gathered around Yan Mo. Those light spots seemed to really like him, and they rubbed against him desperately one by one.

Yuan Zhan raised his head, he felt that the mountain seemed to become lively all of a sudden, he tried to control the soil, and it became easier.

O spirits of the earth, hear my plea. "Yan Mo made an ancient chant again.

We have a name, we are Jiuyuan Mountain. "The spirits of the earth became more lively, and they even began to crowd out other spirits who heard the call and came to join in the fun.

Yan Mo's eyes were half closed, a smile appeared on his face, and he whispered in his mouth: Spirit of Jiuyuan Mountain, please listen to my plea. "

Hurry up, speak up! "

Yan Mo held the long grass and pointed at Ding Ning's chest, please help me catch the cursed spirit hidden in his soul! "

Three drops of blood, no, just one drop, we are Jiuyuan Mountain, we protect you, don't want you a lot. "The spirit of Jiuyuan Mountain punched and kicked other spirits, vowing to end the xenophobia.

Agreement! "Yan Mo pierced the tip of his hand, and a drop of blood fell.

The spirits of Jiuyuan Mountain cheered and rushed towards the drop of blood.

Afterwards, the spirits of Jiuyuan Mountain who had benefited from them immediately swarmed into Ding Ning's chest.

Ding Ning watched their priests dance around him with adoring eyes, chanting ancient incantations that he couldn't understand. He didn't notice the movement in his chest at all.

what! "Suddenly, Ding Ning covered his chest with one hand and seemed to feel the pain.

Light spots invisible to the human eye emerged from Ding Ning's chest. There were many, many, many light spots. You pulled away and pulled a mass of black mist out of Ding Ning's chest.

The mass of black mist struggled, forming a very resentful face.

On the opposite side, Ma Xian seemed to have a feeling, and he placed a number of strange utensils next to him, and then he grabbed the slave and shoved something into his mouth.

The slave soon screamed and rolled on the ground, but after a few laps, he stopped moving.

Ma turned a blind eye, and his body began to tremble and writhe strangely again and murmured words.

Other Wucheng people seemed to be accustomed to this, only Chang Ge frowned slightly.

Jiuyuan people scolded one after another: What a poisonous and cruel heart!

At the same time, he secretly encouraged his own priest: Sir, let go of that cruel jackal!

Yan Mo didn't look at the opposite side, he was looking at the ferocious black fog.

The black fog suddenly grew larger,

Get caught, get caught! The spirits of Jiuyuan Mountain cheered and jumped for joy. They seemed to completely ignore the changes in the black mist, and quickly flew to Yan Mo to offer treasures with the black mist.

Yan Mo danced back to the top of Ding Ning's head and whispered to Ding Ning: Go back. "

Ding Ning is very obedient, yes. "

But he didn't know how to go back until Yan Mo gently pressed him back to his body with his hands.

Ding Ning's soul and body merged into one, and soon his eyelids began to shake.

do you want it? "The spirits of Jiuyuan Mountain ravaged the black fog one after another, and asked Yan Mo happily.

Yan Mo smiled, his arms swayed slightly, he wanted to stop dancing, but as soon as he stopped, he would cut off the connection with all the spirits. It really is as bad as it is!

Want to eat? "

The spirit of Jiuyuan Mountain is happy together, can you give us something to eat? Eat to eat! "

Then eat it. "Yan Mo smiled softly.

In the eyes of others, they only saw the young priest dancing like a chūn wind in the blue-purple smoke. I don't know if it was because of the smoke or because something was protecting him. Clearly, you see him dancing, but you watch all the way and you realize that you don't remember his specific movements at all.

They also heard the strange clear spiritual voice, and also heard the ancient chant in the mouth of the young priest.

Because the people of Jiuyuan have seen it many times, except for Yuan Zhan and the curse witch, all the others kneeled on one knee reverently, and silently recited the name of the priest. Everyone in Jiuyuan believed that the name of the priest could ward off evil spirits and demons. , and can bring good luck and luck to oneself.

The people in Wucheng were stunned. It was not that they had never seen other savage tribes of witches sacrifice to gods or perform some witchcraft, but they had never seen such a beautiful sacrifice dance. With obvious envy and jealousy, Lord Cursing Witch even passed on the sacrificial dance to him. "

Chang Ge only thought it was good-looking and good-sounding. He looked at the busy Ma Xian and asked Lu Se in a low voice: Has the little priest broke the curse of Ma Xian's servant? "

Lu Se's eyes swept over the two of them in a complicated way. I never knew that the dance of sacrifice could break the curse, but looking at the appearance of Ma Xian's servant, maybe... it's broken! "

The accident happened at this moment!

eat it! eat it! "The spirits of Jiuyuan Mountain have received Yan Mo's permission. They don't pick their tastes. They like the blood of the priest named Mo Wu who can communicate with them. Although this dark ugly guy has a strange taste, it is also full of energy. equally acceptable.

Black Mist watched in horror as a large number of light spots rushed towards it, it wanted to struggle to escape back to Ma Xian, but those light spots bound it tightly.

Fortunately, Ma Xian was out to help, and its hiding puppet was there. With external force, it really struggled for it and fled to Ma Xian.

It's going to run, catch it! "The light spot hula la and chased after them together.

Black Mist got into the puppet, and the spot of light rushed in.

Ma Xian felt that he was out of control of the curse, and wanted to increase the intensity quickly. He was so cruel that he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood on the puppet.

Ahhh-! Ma Xian let out a shrill scream as soon as he sprayed blood.

The puppet in his hand suddenly burst, and Ma Xianjian also collapsed, clutching his heart.

With the death curse, Ma Xian was unable to curse others to death, but the curse backfired, and Ma Xian was cursed to death by himself.

The cursed witch laughed: Cursing is so cruel, people who are not cruel enough should not play curses.

At the same time, Yan Mo's sacrificial dance ended.

He expressed his gratitude to the spirit of Jiuyuan Mountain with the last action.

The Spirit of Jiuyuan Mountain only thought that today's game was very fun, and circled around Yan Mo a few times before slowly dispersing reluctantly.

Ding Ning, who was lying on the ground, snapped his eyes open and sat up from the ground.

elder brother! "Ding Fei rushed over with tears in his arms and hugged his brother.

Yan Mo raised his head and looked at the envoy of Wucheng opposite. He didn't look at Ma Xian, because he knew what kind of fate Ma Xian would get. Dear envoys, have I passed the test now? "

What's more, pass? Lu Shi stood up from the ground with a bitter look on his face. He had just confirmed that Ma Xian Shenshi was too dead to die, and the blood he spurted later had black internal organs.

The faces of the four soldiers were calm.

In the end, the short and sturdy warrior Chang Ge said: When are you going to come with us? No more than tomorrow night at the latest, and no more than ten people. "

Chapter 392 Wucheng Mutation

Only ten people can be brought by the old forces to restrict the new forces, and it is also a threat and contempt.

Those who go are defeated, and there may be no possibility of even coming back. But in the face of the forces gathered together by the nine upper cities, it doesn't really make any difference if you bring more people with you.

But Chang Ge never thought that there were less than ten people who went to Jiuyuan in the end. In addition to their leaders and priests, they only brought one other god-blood warrior named Meng and one named La Moling. There were only four people in total. .