"After the event... I also asked a few monks and diviners for the poor. They all said that Fang Shi’s murderer was more than a few... and waited for three more years before he decided to die!”

The colorless monk distinguishes.

"Divination..."

Fang Yuan’s mouth, like the body of the spirit of him, the four curses are all on the body, not a big murder, what is the big murder?

Those who are arrogant, even with a high person, can calculate his fate is a hell.

Needless to say, after sealing the fourth curse, he also has the ability to 'listen to the feeling', that is, in a certain area, whenever someone mentions a word or sentence that he cursed, he will immediately Get the information, even the clips of the time! And impose a curse!

This ability is no different from God!

If he wants, he can make his name a new curse at any time and kill some people.

"The curse of the weird level is corresponding to the incompetent ability..."

Fang Yuan slightly closed his eyes, and in the knowledge of God, scenes of the scene emerged.

It was in a gloomy courtyard. The ghost mirror and the platform were all desperate, describing the dryness: "This 20-year reincarnation curse is coming again. If there is no extinction, we will have difficulty supporting it. ......"

The clip ends here, and unless he wants to release the curse, he won't get more information.

‘The power of cursing... It’s too powerful, twisting time and space, exploring the soul, information manipulation, and this perception... it’s just a part of the legendary god...’

Fang Yuan’s heart was silently sensational, but on the surface he asked: “That is, the adventure of five years ago, Chen’s brother and sister are dead?”

"Yes!"

The focus of the singer and the monk is: "From the spiritual mediator, the barren has got the exact death."

Fang Yuan nodded and said nothing.

To be honest, a curse of a weird level, there are actually three people, more than half of the survival rate, already very much.

Of course, he estimated that if he didn't find the root of the curse and sealed it soon, it wouldn't last long for the monk to guard against the color and the monk.

......

"As you said, the 20-year reincarnation of the Taiwanese family is at the time of harvest?"

After understanding the causes and consequences, Fang Yuan looked at the colorless monk.

"It is true!" The color of the monk is in the hands of the monk: "And... this curse seems to be very dangerous. Even the ghost guards have to take the initiative to go to the underworld, and there is a prophecy. Once the blood of the Taiwanese family is cut off, the real Terror will come to the world!"

"Although I know that the stick is not credible, but in this case, I will go to the underworld!"

Fang Yuan stroked his chest.

The power of the vague blood is more and more exciting, with excitement.

‘Sure enough... it’s time for the new twenty years of reincarnation! ’

He flashed through his pupils: "Twenty years ago, I left home, what was the appearance of the Taiwanese family at this time?"

Anyway, Fang Yuan knows that at this time, he is very strong! Very strong! Completely beyond the limits of the world.

This is the case, he has no bottom to whether he can solve the bronze door and the real roots.

"Queen Monk... You take Ma Xiaoling to leave!"

Fang Yuan thought about it with a slight head: "I immediately entered the underworld!"

The so-called underworld is actually the core of the real world, gathering all the dark worlds!

Although for many people, it is difficult to enter the underworld, but for Fang Yuan, it is easy to have time and space.

And, from here, the distance is still a little closer.

"Amitabha! Please trust the donor!"

The colorless monk nodded again and again.

"No!"

After hearing this reason, Ma Xiaoling shook her head again and again: "I want to go with you!"

"Oh! Obedient!"

Fang Yuan’s eyes flashed red, and Ma Xiaoling’s look immediately became somewhat sinister.

Even if she is diligent in practice, it is already an elite exorcism, but in front of Fang Yuan, it is still not enough to see.

"The donor’s move, although from a good intention, is too much..."

The singer-colored monk shook his head again and again, a fascinating color.

"The monk, advise you, you don't have to go to the underworld. The inheritance of Jinshan Temple cannot be cut off in this generation..."

Fang Yuan smiled slightly, no longer paying attention to Ma Xiaoling, but looking at the colorless monk: "In addition...not the top exorcism, don't go to the underworld to add chaos, you are in Yangshi, waiting for my good news is enough!"

At this time, he is in the hands of crazy calculations.

"The curse of three weird levels... is enough!"

At the beginning, even the deadly ghosts, under the full release, could have a few rounds with the curse of the door, delaying time for him.

At this time, the synergy of the three-headed level curse is completely powerful and can resist the curse of the door. As long as this foundation is available, it is convenient to do whatever it takes.

"As long as I can really touch the Amethyst, I dare to apply a seal..."

Fang Yuan silently sinks: "Of course... If the Amethyst is really the root of everything, the ultimate curse is not the type of 'no cause' that I speculate, because there is still a source!"

"Amitabha!"

Of course, the monk who loves the color does not know the thoughts in Fang Yuan’s heart, but when he hears such a rude speech, he just smiles: "The poor will send Ms. Ma back, and wait for the good news of the party!" ”

Although he believes that his strength is not bad, but after several times with Fang Yuan, after exploring the ghosts and curses, the self-esteem and pride of his heart have already been thrown into the Java country. I know that Fang Yuan’s departure from him at this time is really For him to be good.

"Yes!"

Looking at the colorless monk with the back of Ma Xiaoling, Fang Yuan looked at the ghost village, and fell silent, not knowing what to think.

"The door to the underworld actually actually exists in the real world at the beginning! And... just in the village of Ghost!"

According to memory, he went directly to a certain square in the village.

"At the beginning... the Motai evil broke the promise, and entered the underworld with the human body, causing chaos in the world, cursing the world... The gates of the underworld were completely changed, and they disappeared into the depths of the underworld and disappeared... At the same time, they returned to the Taiwanese The **** man attached a curse!"

He walked freely in the square, and Jin Mang appeared in his eyes: "Since the original door disappeared from here... It is also a multiplier to get into the underworld, and it is even possible to directly discover the clues of the door!"

This ghost village is obviously a connection point between the underworld and the world of the table, and the space is weak. Otherwise, the original gate of the underworld will not stand here.

At this point, Fang Yuan is ready to take a shortcut from here to see if he can catch up with the final battle!

"The left and right are just breaking into the space... the ghosts of the powerful points all have this ability! And, cursing the world, the world is changing, the underworld is getting better and better."

The square hair is turned into silvery white, and the surrounding voids are faint. During the day, a wormhole emerges and begins to corrode everything.

Many wormholes merged with each other and turned into huge light curtains, covering the surroundings.

Immediately, the scent of the underworld that Fang Yuan once felt was coming!

......

Underworld.

In a dark valley somewhere, a quaint house stands silently.

Around, the black flowers of twos and threes bloom silently, growing strangely, but with a unique musk.

Outside the yard, a river that exudes a gleaming glow passes quietly.

If you look closer, you will find that among the rivers, the ones that shine, are the spirits in white!

They look so good, how many billions? In the water of the Styx, the situation is so turbulent that it is unconscious.

"Twenty years, it’s coming again!"

Inside the house, the ghost mirror of the cymbal sighed with a black cane.

At this time, he is like a skeleton, only a layer of dead skin wrapped in the shackles, white hair must fall, only the eyes seem to burn with flames: "There is a crack in the ring, failed?"

"Yes... From the point of view of the life lamp in the family, his soul fire has been completely extinguished and should have died!"

The platform was stunned with a dagger at the waist and said softly.

At this time, the old members of the Taiwanese family continued to shrink, leaving only seven or eight districts.

Even the state of each of them is very wrong.

"Underworld...the home of the dead!"

The ghost mirror of the Fujian and Taiwan shows a bitter smile: "Well, let's let everything come!"

The surrounding family is also a look of wood, with rancid and dead spots on the body, it seems that there is no such thing as a curse of the door.

"Father and grandfather... We still have the opportunity to highlight the underworld and return to the world!"

The platform was biting and biting.

He deeply knows what the underworld means?

Poisonous rivers, cold air, strange plants, and ubiquitous ghosts! This is a purgatory for the living!

If the blood of the Taiwanese family is not strong enough, and desperately get a little food and water supply from the surrounding, I am afraid that the entire Taiwanese family will be destroyed.

This is the case. If I lived in 20 years, it will change their physique. At this time, I don’t even think that I can still be a living person.

"Find a way out?"

The ghost mirror coughed down and the voice became hoarse: "It’s useless... I saw a little bit of the future through the 'mirror', and this round of liquidation will be terrible, we, maybe One can't escape!"

"Twenty years of reincarnation clearing..."

The people cannot help but be silent.

In the underworld, the food and water that must be sterilized by the process is nothing, really terrible, or the curse of that door!

At the beginning, the most tragic moments of the loss of the Taiwanese family, that is, the days when they just fell into the underworld!

At this time, it was another twenty years of rushing past.

The real horror is coming soon!

"Report! The patriarch, the old people!"

At this time, a family of people from Fujian and Taiwan rushed to report: "Outside... find the trail of ghosts!"