The texts of the spells flowed from the first to the last like a mountain of water, and then turned into a neat arrangement again.

Suddenly, the first talisman text began to flicker, and Qi Bei felt a sting in his soul, as if a needle had stabbed it hard.

However, for Qi Bei, it is nothing.

Soon, this first incantation text lit up like a lit lamp.

Then the second talisman text began to flicker, this time, Qi Bei felt that the pain suffered by the soul was greater, as if a needle as thin as a cow’s hair had turned into an embroidery Needle, for him, is still nothing.

And then the third, the fourth…

Every time she suffered the sting of the soul, there was a spell that lit up. Of course, the pain suffered by the soul became stronger and stronger.

The blood-robed man guarding this place glanced at Qi Bei, and didn't pay attention to him any more There is no problem at all, and there is no problem with this young man who makes him feel very powerful.

After ten thousand mantras and one thousand mantras, it is a watershed. After the thousand mantras, the tempering of the soul by the mantras will double geometrically.

This blood-robed man estimates that Qi Bei will only survive more than 5,000. After this, whether he can survive or not has nothing to do with the strength of a single soul, but also his will, understanding, and even understanding of spells. Without these latter factors, it would be impossible to even pass the 5,000 mark.

"Three thousand five hundred and sixty-eight, not bad." The blood-robed man glanced, and a ray of light hit the young man.

This young man's sluggish spirit was instantly lifted, he was a little happy, but also a little regretful, the opportunity to cultivate the gods of Wansu is also very rare for the disciples of Wansuya, he got up and rushed to the blood The man in the robe saluted, and then his body flashed and disappeared.

At this time, the blood-robed man seemed to sense something, and looked at Qi Bei in surprise. He actually passed the small pass of a thousand spells silently, without even changing his expression. The most important thing is that the speed of his passing is really amazing. The young man just now spent five days to pass a thousand spells, and Qi Bei has only sat down for a little more than an hour.

"Good comprehension, good perseverance, and powerful soul." The blood-robed man said three good words in a row, comprehension ranked first, perseverance ranked second, and the power of the soul ranked last.

At this time, the blood-robed talents began to really pay attention to Qi Bei.

…

Moyuan City, because of the disappearance of Chaos God Realm, both the devil and the disciples stationed here are discussing this matter uncomfortably.

Some demons began to ask the disciples of various sects stationed in Moyuan to get out of Moyuan, and some conflicts broke out.

Phantom watched all of this with cold eyes, walked to the west end of Demon Abyss City, stood on the cliff, and looked at the bottomless abyss.

"Siqin and Lingshuang don't know what's going on? If something happens to them, the young master will go crazy." Phantom thought about it, and he was a little worried.

The phantom stood on the top of this cliff like this, thinking of many people or things in her mind, thinking of those people in Xilingcheng, thinking of her brother King Kong.

"After the dark hills, they must have had a very hard time." Phantom thought, in fact, this is obvious, Qi Bei was integrated into the blood of the **** of darkness at that time, and was taken by the light camp. Those people were besieged, because they thought that the young master was already a person from the dark camp, so the people around the young master would definitely not be better.

Phantom couldn't help but think that if Qi Bei and her could go back to the side of the Tianshen Mountains at this time, they would definitely be able to beat those so-called bright camps crying father and mother, but this Tianshen mountain range , but like a moat, the two sides were separated into two worlds.

At this moment, the phantom's ears moved, his eyes looked not far away, and he saw a young man in a moon-white elf armor walking up, holding a jug to his mouth Filling in, he stumbled up.

"Elves? Moon elf!" The phantom was stunned for a moment. In the magic abyss, she saw the appearance of elves. In her opinion, the elves should also exist on the other side of the Tianshen Mountains. , I heard that the moon elves are still the royal family among elves.

Thinking of the Moon Elf, Phantom couldn't help but think of Murong Xingchen and her three maids in Xiling City.

At this time, the moon elf youth came up, didn't even glance at the phantom, just stared at the abyss and poured wine into his mouth.

"Why, why, one is like this, two are like this, all are like this, what's so good about him, what's so good about him..." The moon elf youth roared towards the abyss.

A madman who was emotionally wounded, Phantom quickly came to a conclusion.

With such a lunatic, the phantom turned away.

"You, stop... You say, what's so good about him?" This young moon elf figure flashed, but he stopped in front of the phantom, and asked with red eyes.

"Go away." Phantom said coldly.

"You let me go? You actually let me go?" The moon elf young man suddenly went mad when he heard this word, and stretched out his hand to grab the phantom's hand.

This moon elf youth stood up and said sharply: "Bitch..."

Swept up, the sharp claws of both hands came out and grabbed directly towards the young man's head.

And just when the phantom's claws were about to grab the head of the moon elf youth, her eyes flashed slightly, she turned around instantly, and slapped a lasing arrow with one claw.

The middle-aged man of a month elf appeared behind him, holding a big bow, and apologetically said, "Girl, don't take it as a surprise if Yueying offends you in any way, he's just drunk."

The corners of the phantom's mouth drew an icy arc, and the figure disappeared instantly.

The middle-aged man of the moon elf was horrified, and shot three arrows in an inverted triangle toward the head of the young moon elf named Moon Eagle and the crotch between his legs, obviously , he is protecting him.

One claw appeared out of thin air and grabbed an arrow directly, while the other claw was grabbed by the electric muscle towards the head of the moon eagle.

At this time, the moon eagle roared loudly, and the moonlight flashed on her body, her whole body swayed strangely, her head was hidden, but the elf shoulder armor on her shoulders was scratched by the claws , a large piece of flesh and blood was torn out abruptly.

"Phantom, be merciful." At this moment, a crisp voice came over.

Phantom wanted to kill the Moon Eagle, but Ya Qing suddenly appeared and said anxiously.

The middle-aged moon elf man dodged over, a moon-white elf power covered the **** wound of the moon eagle, and then nodded to Princess Yaqing to express his gratitude, supported him and walked away .

"Phantom, what's going on?" Ya Qing came to Phantom and asked.

"He's a bitch...you know him?" Phantom asked.

"I don't know, but it should be the moon elves who are attached to Moyuan... Phantom, this place still belongs to Moyuan City, and now Moyuan City is a little messy. If you kill people here, you will be in trouble. ." Ya Qing said.

Phantom nodded, she forgot when she was angry just now, but her mind is now on the news that the moon elves are attached to Moyuan.

"Yaqing, you mean that the entire moon elves are attached to Moyuan?" Phantom asked.

"It should be, Mo Yuan has captured the Moon Spirit of the Moon Elves many years ago, but I heard that the Moon Elves really took refuge in Mo Yuan not long ago." Ya Qing said , she didn't care much about the moon elves. The elves, which were once called the two ancient races along with the dragons, have long since fallen.

Phantom's heart moved, Murong Xingchen and the three maids were talking about returning to the Moon Elves, so did they also join the Moyuan with the Moon Elves?

"Phantom, where is Qi Bei?" Ya Qing asked.

"Master Wan Zhuya is in that building in Moyuan City, he asked me to wait for him." Mirage said.

"Where did you go?" Ya Qing frowned, but didn't say anything. Generally speaking, demon killers are from Wanjuya, and they don't know what Qi Bei has with Wanjuya. relation.

The two stood on the top of the cliff for a while, Ya Qing said: "I'm going out of the Demon Abyss, maybe it's too late to say goodbye to Qi Bei. When he comes out, you can tell him."

"Okay." Phantom nodded.

…

Under the end of the ten thousand curses, Qi Bei's brows were wrinkled, and his whole body began to emit strange rays of light. These rays of light turned into various shapes, some like flowers and trees, some like birds and animals.

"Six thousand eight hundred curses, this kid..." The man in blood-robed guarding this place stared at Qi Bei and said to himself, now, there is only Qi Bei under the ten thousand curses, and the rest Several people couldn't bear it any longer and left. The best one lasted up to 4,965 mantras, and almost passed the 5,000 mantra mark.

But Qi Bei, the guy who at first thought he couldn't hold the 5,000 mantras, actually passed the 5,000 mantras with great momentum, and now he has easily endured 6,008 mantras. Looking at his appearance, he did not show severe pain.

"Perhaps, he can reach the 8,000 mantras that no one has achieved in thousands of years, or the 9,000 mantras that no one has achieved in 10,000 years. As for passing the ten thousand mantras...impossible, how could he pass Ten thousand mantras, then what are we? Even the three venerable lords finally fell under the last mantra." Xuepao said in a heartbeat, and the technique of Wanjuya's cultivation originally had to endure the ten thousand mantras. This is a great advantage. If an outsider can completely endure the pain of Wanzhu Refining God, there is no place for Wanzhuya's face to rest.

At this time, Qi Bei, the soul was torn apart and put together again, torn apart, put together again, the pain is unimaginable for those who have not experienced it.

However, when Qibei was burned by the fire of the extreme sun, the pain was much stronger than now, but he endured it.

At this time, the text of the eight thousandth mantra lit up on the map of the Yabi Ten Thousand Mantras in Qibei Soul Sea.

Sure enough…

Thinking for a moment, the blood-robed man sent the news. After all, even in the Thousand Curse World, no one has passed the Eight Thousand Curses for thousands of years.

At this time, in the blood pool under the building in Moyuan City, the old man with **** beards resurfaced in the water again, a little surprised: "Eight thousand spells have passed, that girl is actually If you have some eyesight, let’s go over and take a look.”

"Eight thousand mantras, is it an outsider brought in by dragon blood? The deity also goes to watch the excitement." Deep in the depths of Wanjuya, in an equally huge blood pool, half of his face was covered with a The old man with dense scales also received the news and disappeared into the blood pool as a ray of blood.

"An outsider has passed the eight thousand mantras, which is a bit interesting. The old lady, I will join in the fun." A blood-robed old woman got up from the mantras that filled the entire huge stone room and disappeared into the stone room among.

Therefore, there are three more people under the Wanjuya, and they are the three masters of the Wanshuya.

These three venerable lords, apart from the **** and **** beard old man looking quite fierce, the other two have a very peaceful aura, just like ordinary old men.

"Dragon blood, who are you this kid? The Lord of the World stipulated that our three lords have only one place to bring outsiders into the world of ten thousand curses." The half of his face was covered with scales. The old man asked with a smile.

"I don't know." Dragon Blood said lightly.

"I don't know? Could it be that girl found it?" The blood-robed old woman asked surprised.

Dragon Blood nodded, and the old woman and the other Venerable Manjuya looked at each other, each thinking.

Time is passing by slowly, but the expressions on the faces of the three venerables of Wanzhuya are more and more shocked.

"Nine thousand..."

"Nine thousand one hundred..."

"Nine thousand five hundred..."

"Nine thousand nine hundred..."

The blood-robed man guarding this place became a counter, and his voice was hoarse due to tension.

"Ghost face, how long did it take you to break through the Nine Thousand Curses after entering the World of Ten Thousand Curses?" Dragon Blood asked suddenly.

"Five hundred years." The old man with scales on half of his face said a little awkwardly.

"Nightmare, how about you?" Dragon Blood asked the old woman.

"I've been even longer, I only passed nine thousand mantras for eight hundred years, dragon blood, you are the most talented among us, I remember you used one to pass nine thousand mantras One hundred and eighty years." The old woman said.

"That's right, but this kid came to Wanjuya on the first day to experience the ten thousand mantra gods, he is not a mantra practitioner, but now he has nine thousand nine hundred... nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Curse, this last spell, do you think he can survive it?" Long Xue stared at Qi Bei and said, Qi Bei's face was completely distorted at this time, and his muscles and bones were constantly bulging. Obviously, The pain he endured had reached its peak.

Speaking of him, he can't stand it, but I can't say anything about him." The ghost said.

"Yeah, this kid is even more evil than our Wanjuya." Nightmare said.

At this time, Qi Bei, in a fragmented state, ushered in the last curse in the world of curses: the Heaven-devouring curse.

When the Heaven Devouring Talisman began to twist, the first fragment of Qi Bei's broken soul was suddenly torn apart by ten thousand mouths, and his entire head seemed to burst open. The eyebrows were beating suddenly, and drop by drop of pale golden blood gushed out from it.

This kind of pain is a hundred and a thousand times more painful than when Qi Bei was burned by the fire of the extreme sun, but his consciousness was sober to the extreme, and the pain was infinitely magnified.

"Ah..." Qi Bei's spirit roared in pain, but his mouth was trembling, and he couldn't make a sound. He knew that once he made a sound, it would be a failure.

Heaven-devouring spell impacted the soul, in the form of burning stars, constantly hitting his broken soul.

The pain continues, and gets stronger and stronger, never ending.

"Give it up, you will be free by giving up." There was a voice that kept tempting in his painful soul.

"No..." Qi Bei roared.

In front of Qi Bei's eyes suddenly appeared charming, indifferent, or charming faces. The words that tempted him to give up were repeated.

"Ah...you...you're too fake...Go away, but I just captured the image in my memory..." Qi Bei shouted.

The beautiful eyes of the stars were exposed outside, looking at him quietly.

"Xingchen..." Qi Bei stared blankly at her eyes, in these eyes, he saw a real Murong Xingchen, different from the rest of the figure, only had its shape, but nothing god.

Murong Xingchen did not speak, just looked at him so quietly.

For a moment, there was only this pair of bright eyes in Qi Bei's world, and all the pain gradually disappeared like an illusion.

Qi Bei saw a little bit of starlight shining in Murong Xingchen, as if her eyes contained the whole starry sky.

At this moment, Qi Bei's world began to revolve, and Murong Xingchen was also revolving along with her, and the starry sky in her eyes was also revolving with her.

The image of Murong Xingchen gradually faded, and the inhuman pain came like a tide again, but Qi Bei realized something at this moment.