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Seventeen or eight people in the hall suddenly screamed with headaches, bleeding from their seven orifices, and distorted facial features, feeling that their souls had been severely injured, and they fell to the ground all of a sudden.

The sudden scene caused all the other people in the hall to change their expressions, and they couldn't believe it.

"What happened?"

"Fifth Elder. What's wrong with you, Fifth Elder?"

"Seven elders, the seventh elders are here."

"Blood King, Lord Blood King is dead?"

Suddenly, horrified sounds sounded.

There was a loud shock in the hall, and everyone couldn't believe it.

A moment ago, everyone was sitting together and talking together.

Suddenly died the next moment.

This left the other elders with no time to react.

The figure in the mist in the middle rushed out instantly and landed next to the fifth elder, with his palm resting on his wrist, and the true essence rushed out instantly.

His face changed.

"The primordial spirit dissipates and the vitality is exhausted, how is this possible?"

Even if it was him, he was completely surprised.

This scene has never been seen before.

Even if it is a curse or a hidden wound, it should be possible to see the signs in advance, but there is no sign before, everyone is just like a normal person.

The ancestor's body flashed and reappeared in front of the Seventh Elder. Not only that, a series of hazy silhouettes suddenly sprang out from the body, seventeen or eighteen, and came to the silhouettes of those who were suddenly robbed.

"It hurts, it hurts me!"

The Seventh Elder's face turned black, twisted together, and suddenly shouted, spurting blood, completely unable to move.

Others also vomited blood after struggling for a while, and they couldn't die again.

The ancestor was furious, his eyes were chilling, and a piece of terrible murderous intent was brewing in his eyes.

What is going on?

What happened to this?

The other elders and disciples in the hall were also like this, their expressions shocked and unbelievable.

Some disciples were even more horrified.

···

Deep in the red mist.

The top of the broken mountain.

Qi Yun shot the grass arrows one by one, and soon all eighteen grass men were covered with grass arrows, and the oil lamps on their heads and feet were all extinguished in an instant.

He breathed out slowly.

It's done.

Worshiped for seven or eight days in a row.

Finally saw the results.

Nailhead Seven Archery is worthy of Nailhead Seven Archery.

But the price he paid for it was also high, and all the long strands of hair on his forehead became gray.

He looked at the names of other people on the paper, thought in his heart, temporarily stopped, and put the entire altar into the Holy Land space.

He was going to see how the real Zihua cursed.

If it goes well, give these names to real Zihua.

"Two seniors, let's go, let's go back first."

Qi Yun looked at the giant spirit and Venerable Xuanwu.

"Good."

The two **** kings nodded.

A group of people flew in the direction of Meteorite Domain.

After half a day, they arrived in the Meteorite Domain.

In the courtyard, the real Zihua walked back and forth, holding a wooden sword in his footsteps. There are words in the mouth.

On the altar in front of him, three grass men were placed.

There are labels on each.

Blood God Patriarch, Proud Cangtian, Mogu.

The three grass men are the same size and motionless.

"Master, how many days has it been?"

Qi Yun asked.

After the last round of worship, Master Zihua looked back at Qi Yun, frowned slightly, and said, "Just two days ago, what happened?"

Qi Yun nodded lightly, smiled and said: "It's nothing, I got some names here, the master is interested in cursing together?"

He handed those papers to real person Zihua.

Real Zihua glanced at it, frowned, and said, "What is all this mess? Go and play by yourself. There is no time to delay in this seat. The people I want to deal with are truly great horrors. They are at the same level as me. If they come , The whole world will be destroyed!"

He threw the papers to Qi Yun again, turned around and continued to mutter some words.

Qi Yun frowned and had no choice but to give up.

"Master, do you know any prescriptions that can increase longevity?"

Qi Yun asked.

"Prescription? Wait, I'll pass you a few."

Master Zihua nodded lightly, and with a movement of his consciousness, he passed a few prescriptions to Qi Yun's mind.

Some dense information suddenly appeared in Qi Yun's mind.

He nodded slightly, turned around and entered the Holy Land space to start collecting materials.

It's not that there are no benefits here, at least there are enough treasure medicines in his holy soil space for him to use.

I quickly found the ingredients, put them in a large pot and started to cook.

After these materials were refined, he immediately began to strengthen with the furnace of strengthening, and after strengthening it again, he began to copy a lot with the basin of replication.

One portion of the medicinal solution was copied continuously, and hundreds of copies were quickly copied.

After Qi Yun took a share, he closed his eyes and refined it.

Pieces of bright light came out, and soon the white spots on his hair began to recover quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After half an hour, it has become completely black.

Not only that, Qi Yun also felt that his lifespan had also increased a lot.

He opened his eyes, shining brightly, showing a different color.

What a strong effect.

Real Zihua is worthy of being a great power in the realm of comprehension.

Qi Yun looked at the list in hand, and suddenly smiled.

Now that Shouyuan's problem has been solved, what else does he have to care about?

That's it for crazy curse.

Regardless of whether there is grudge or grudge, all of them will be cursed to death.

Thinking of him, he immediately got up and came to the front of the altar, set up the grass man again, lit the oil lamp, and began to curse.

···

Time is fast.

The boundless red mist rolled outside.

More than half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

In most of the month, Qi Yun and Zihua hadn't showed up at all.

Only the old **** king, giant spirits, and venerable Xuanwu are moving in this land, but in the past half a month, more and more humanoid creatures have been hatched, and they are getting more and more terrifying, and it is difficult to completely solve them with their power.

Gradually the three of them gathered together.

They have tried their best, but they are really lacking in avatars, so they can only defend the Meteorite Realm.

More than half a month has passed, terrible events have also happened in the cultivation world countless miles away.

Countless people talked and were surprised.

For more than half a month, it has been like a nightmare for them.

The people on the list of the kings of the earth and the kings of the heavens are constantly falling.

The causes of death are all very strange.

They were all people who were still alive the moment before, but the next moment they suddenly yelled, Qiqiao bleeds to death.

So far, more than half of the 36 powerhouses on the Earth Kings List and the 18 powerhouses on the Heavenly Kings List have died.

There are ten people left on the Earth Kings List, and nine people on the Heavenly Kings List.

The nineteen people were also in panic, and they couldn't leave the door behind closed doors every day.

What is even more bizarre is that no one can find out how the previous people died.

Up to now, I only know that he died of a terrible curse.

But what is the curse?

Who sent it from?

No one can know!

Everyone felt horrified, and their backs were cold.

The weakest of the Earth Kings are the Mahayana masters, and the Heavens of the Kings are the powerhouses of the Broken Stage. They have experienced various catastrophes and have been baptized by the Heavenly Tribulation. It stands to reason that no curse can be added to them.

But why was he still cursed to death?

The whole world of comprehension became panic.

Countless people feel uneasy.

Various trails continue to spread.

Many people think that it is because they broke into the world of the dead and suffered the ancient curse of the past, so they suddenly died suddenly.

But for this kind of statement, the upper-class figures of the various martial arts immediately stopped it.

Anyone who dared to spread rumors was quickly cleared out by them.

But the more it is, the more people feel that the truth is.

If not, why are these upper-class figures so keen.

At this time, there was news.

The people who were cursed to death were not only the people who belonged to the land king list and the sky king list, but also some super elders and elders of various sects, and some patriarchs of some super families suddenly vomited blood and died suddenly.

The status of death is the same as those on the list of the kings of the earth and the kings of the sky.

This time the entire cultivation world was completely shaken.

People can be more certain that they must be cursed by the world of the dead.

"I just said, that is the world of the dead. There have been too many big murderers who died countless years ago. Their grievances persist, and they are always cursing the realm of cultivation. Anyone who dares to come will die under their curse, you If it has to come, something really happened now!"

"It's over. The big murderer countless years ago has messed up this land more than once. They were killed in that wasteland. They are retaliating. They want to retaliate against us!"

"Their resentment persists, who can be it?"

"You are killing our entire world!"

Countless people screamed in panic.

But regarding this, the upper echelons of the big sects and families remained silent, and no one paid any attention to it.

All the upper levels gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

In fact, they guessed it was wrong from the beginning.

Most of these dead people have entered the wasteland.

Explain that the curse might really come from that piece of wasteland.

But it will never be the resentment of those big culprits countless years ago, as everyone said, those big culprits were smashed to death in the first place, and their souls have long been scattered, and it is impossible to form a resentment.

"There is weirdness in the wasteland. According to the previous information provided by Wang Tianhe, someone has come there countless years ago. He claims to be behind the scenes. This time he is probably the one who is making a ghost!"

In the hazy hall, the strong gathered.

The people in charge of various sects and super families all gathered.

"Yes, I suspect it's also the one behind the scenes."

"Behind the scenes, behind the scenes, dare to be behind the scenes, hehe, ambition is not small!"

"Be careful, he came countless years ago, indicating that his true strength is far beyond our expectations, and it is very likely to be one of the Supremes."

Someone cautioned.

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

Supreme!

For everyone, these three words are a big mountain in their hearts.

In the face of the Supreme, no one can resist even the slightest.

"Report to the ancestors of the blood god, let them see which supreme ones suddenly disappeared that year, maybe they can know the true origin of the other party!"

"That's what I meant, and I'm going to let people go to the waste world and talk to the people there."

Someone said.

"Talk about it? How to talk?"

Many people looked over.

"We have lost too many people during this period. The natives in the abandoned world don't welcome us. Instead of stalemate like this, it is better to give them some benefits and let them stop, and then we will all be extinct when we are born."

The person before said lightly.

"Okay, that's okay, they did kill a lot of people during this period. There was a guy who claimed to be the leader of the gods, who seemed to be their leader. I wanted to catch this person a long time ago and talk to him first. , Hold him steady."

A person spoke softly.

The others also nodded one after another, with a flat tone.

"I have no opinion."

"I have no objection."

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Voices sounded one after another, and the decision was quickly made.

The leader said softly: "In this case, let's go to see the blood **** ancestor first, and let him see which supreme ones have disappeared some time ago."

Everyone nodded.

They strode forward, through the mysterious white fog, and came to the front of a huge bronze gate.

The location of the entire bronze gate is extremely mysterious, floating in the air, and below it are a series of rolling mountains, surrounded by layers of white mist, which is indescribable.

"I'm waiting to see the ancestor, I have something important to report to the ancestor!"

A group of people bowed down before the huge bronze door.

There was so much silence inside the bronze door, there was no response at all.

A group of people frowned slightly, still worshiping, not daring to pant loudly.

After a long time, the leader shouted again: "I'm waiting to see the ancestor, and I will report something important to the ancestor."

The inside of the bronze door is still the same as before, and there is no response.

Everyone's heart was surging, and they looked at each other.

Did the ancestor already have something to leave?

They did not dare to break in rashly, fearing that they would be punished.

A group of people bowed down here, not knowing what to do.

Time passed slowly, and an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

The leader shouted again: "I wait to see the ancestor, and I will report something important to the ancestor."

Brush!

Suddenly, the fog in the distance dissipated, and another figure appeared. The whole body was hazy and shrouded in the fog. He was carrying a long sword behind him. Looking at the people here, his brows were slightly frowned, and he said: "Is the blood **** son here? See him if you have something important."

Everyone looked back, their eyes changed slightly, and they bowed to worship.

"It turned out to be the ancestor of the Sword God, pay respect to the ancestor of the Sword God!"

A group of people spoke respectfully.

This is also an unfathomable supreme, one of the real big figures, and the same level as the blood **** ancestor.

"Okay, all get up, where's the blood **** child?"

The Sword God ancestor asked in a low voice.

"Back to the ancestor, I have waited here for more than an hour, but I still haven't seen the blood **** ancestor respond."

The leader said.

"What?"

The Sword God Ancestor's expression suddenly changed, as if thinking of something, and said: "No, you guys step back!"

Everyone was puzzled, and they all went backwards.

With a bang, an incomparably terrifying sword pillar erupted from the ancestor of the Sword God.

Boom!

The world shook, and the heavy and huge bronze portal was cut open by his life.

Everyone was shocked, wondering what the Sword God ancestor meant.

But no one dared to stop it at this moment.

Because this is supreme!

Heaven and earth dominate!

No reason is needed to do anything.

The heavy bronze portal was cut open by Shengsheng, the ancestor of the sword **** rushed over in an instant, and soon roared in anger, his voice shook the sky, and the whole cave was trembling.

The crowd was horrified and rushed in to check.

I saw inside the bronze door, the blood **** ancestor was motionless, sitting on the futon, his complexion was purple and black, his orifices were bleeding, and he was already very angry for a long time...