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- The second-grade fairy spirit was in the corner of the hall, surrounded by ancient fairy clansmen wearing armor and without any life fluctuations.
It is said to be a corner, but in fact there is a space of dozens of miles in radius. The Taixuan Immortal Sect and the powerful men of several major forces are nervously on guard in that space. There is an Immortal King Taoist hanging above their heads. The endless silk ribbons of fairy light are hanging down, filled with the aura of the fairy king.
"These people have no ideas at all. They are all members of the ancient immortal spirit clan who have died forever. The armor on their bodies is very strong and cannot be broken at all. We have to find another way!" A supreme elder from the Taixuan Immortal Sect said in a deep voice. , his eyes flashed with blazing fairy light, and he kept scanning the ancient fairy clansmen wearing armor, trying to find flaws in their bodies.
"Something's wrong, we weren't so passive when we first started, and these armors don't have that strong defensive power!" A strong man's face was solemn, and his eyes were carefully watching the ancient immortals who were approaching step by step.
These ancient immortals have passed away for eternity, and only because they are protected by special armor and imprinted with the soul mark, they have the ability to move and attack.
They were approaching in a fan shape towards the strong men of the Taixuan Immortal Sect and other major forces. There were strange immortal patterns blooming under their feet. When their footsteps fell, it seemed like a flower bloomed under their feet.
Ye Chen hid in the dark and observed, and saw clues from the steps of the ancient immortals. The rhythm of these people's footsteps is very special. They form a humanoid killing formation with each other, which can not only increase each other's attack power, but also improve the armor's defense.
This is the method of the Supreme. Only the Supreme can refine this kind of armor and create this ancient formation that integrates offense and defense.
"Whoops!"
The eyes of the Taishang Elder of the Taixuan Immortal Sect suddenly burst out with blazing fairy light. The floating Taoist diagram above his head spread out in the wind, sweeping toward the approaching Ancient Immortal Spirit Clan people. At the same time, he shouted to the strong men around him: " Fellow Taoists, stop them quickly and don't let them get any closer. Otherwise, if they form a formation, we will definitely be able to charge out!"
Ye Chen originally thought that those people would have to observe for a while before they could see the clues. He did not expect that the Immortal King of Taixuan Immortal Sect would understand the reason so quickly, which surprised him.
"Qiang!"
"Boom"
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A fierce battle broke out in the space at the corner of the main hall. Half-step Immortal Kings and Immortal King Realm experts mobilized the Immortal King Taoist soldiers, blooming thousands of immortal lights, and continuously bombarded the ancient immortals who had no life fluctuations.
At the same time, they showed off their magical powers, with wisps of immortal patterns on the avenue like divine chains, making clattering sounds, and the vast area was filled with dazzling light of immortal energy. They could no longer see the scene of the battle clearly, and could only hear the vibrating sound of metal colliding with the immortal energy. The roar of time.
"Boom!"
A figure flew out from the battlefield where the fairy energy was blazing. Black blood overflowed from its ears, nose and mouth. It was an ancient fairy clansman who had been dead for eternity.
There were more than a dozen Ancient Immortal Spirit Clan members wearing armor. Now one of them was forcibly blasted out. There were small cracks in the armor on his body. Their formation was broken and it was difficult to trap the Immortal Kings.
Although the formation was disintegrated, these armor-clad Ancient Immortal Spirit Tribe people are still very strong. They have no life fluctuations and no consciousness. They are completely controlled by the soul brand planted in their bodies. They are constantly fighting against the Taixuan Immortal Sect and other major forces. The strong men collided, causing the space to collapse layer by layer. The walls of the ancient palace were shaken by the impact of the aftermath of the immortal energy and the avenue.
The Taixuan Immortal Sect and other powerful men finally gained the upper hand, and soon suppressed the armor-clad Ancient Immortal Spirit Tribe people, leaving them with little power to fight back.
At this time, the ancient immortals wearing armor suddenly stopped fighting, and were then blasted hundreds of meters away by the powerful men. They climbed up without looking back, and did not even look at the powerful men. After one glance, he turned around and walked away, disappearing from sight.
Such a sudden change made all the powerful men surprised, and their eyes were full of doubts. When they were sure that the ancient immortals wearing armor had really gone far, they came back to their senses.
"They are all gone. These are just corpses. They are unconscious. It is absolutely impossible that they retreated because they sensed danger. There is probably a mysterious being controlling them secretly!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the other strong men suddenly changed. The corpses of these ancient immortals wearing armor were already very terrifying. If their formation had not been broken, they would have been trapped and died here.
If there is a mysterious being lurking behind it, it must be very powerful. This makes the strong men smell the smell of death and feel a little uneasy in their hearts.
Even if you are a person in the realm of Immortal King, you can be in this dojo of the ancient Immortal Supreme.There was also endless murderous intent in the place, and no one dared to take it too seriously when they came here. They looked around with vigilance, vaguely feeling that a pair of cold and ruthless eyes were staring at them in the dark.
All the powerful men were very nervous, and their minds were in a state of tension all the time. They looked around, and then said: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let us divide these fairy spirits and leave quickly, otherwise we will really wait until that mysterious existence appears. I'm afraid there will be big trouble."
All the powerful men nodded. No one wanted to stay here for a long time. Naturally, they agreed very much when they heard such a proposal, so they headed towards the floating fairy energy in the corner, preparing to divide it up.
"Ta", "Ta", "Ta"
Just when the powerful men wanted to divide the spirit of the fairy, a slow and rhythmic sound suddenly sounded in the foggy hall.
The sound was very gentle, like the sound of footsteps on the ground, but hearing it gave people a chilling feeling of horror. Those strong men who were about to divide the fairy essence suddenly turned around. , staring at the direction where the sound came from.
The fog in the hall is very thick, and the atmosphere is very silent and gloomy. At this moment, only the slow and rhythmic footsteps are echoing.
The hearts of all the powerful men were hanging tightly. Even though they were Immortal Kings, they still felt inexplicably terrified in a place like this because it was too mysterious and full of unknown dangers. If they were not careful, even Immortal Kings would perish. fall.
"Ta", "Ta", "Ta"
The sound of footsteps kept coming from the mist. As time passed slowly, the strong men became more and more nervous.
Ye Chen and Yan Xiaoyan also hid in the dark and looked at the place where the sound came from. Ye Chen could clearly feel that Yan Xiaoyan was somewhat uneasy. This was a kind of worry and fear about things in the location. This feeling is particularly strong when you are in a special place.
"Tah"
The sound is getting closer and closer, and it is getting clearer and clearer. Every step is like stepping on the hearts of the strong men. Just when they were nervous and apprehensive, a tall figure appeared in their sight. His body was shrouded in the fog in the hall and looked a little hazy.
When Ye Chen and Yan Xiaoyan saw this voice, their eyes could not help but show surprise. This figure was no stranger to where they came from. It was the strange figure they saw under the cracked door frame before they came in.
His head was stained with dark red blood, and there were wounds all over his body. His entire face was covered by scattered black hair, and a long sword covered with metal rust was stuck on his forehead, piercing his head.
Seeing such a figure coming out of the fog, the faces of the powerful men were a little pale. They felt a terrifying aura, which came from the figure with a long sword on its forehead.
"Ta", "Ta", "Ta"
The sound and shadow kept approaching the place where the powerful men were, shocking them so much that their hearts almost jumped into their throats. Even the powerful Immortal King of the Taixuan Immortal Sect felt cold sweat break out on their backs.
"My sword, who took my sword, who took my sword"
The figure walked towards the powerful men while making a confused and persistent voice.
"My sword, who took my sword, who took my sword"
He kept repeating one sentence, getting closer and closer to the powerful men. At this distance, they felt the terrifying power contained in his body, which was far beyond what they could contend with.
"My sword, who took my sword, who took my sword"
The sound repeated over and over again lingered in the ears of the powerful men. The sound and shadow were getting closer and closer to them, like an invisible mountain slowly pressing in.
"Senior, isn't your sword right on your forehead?" Finally, a strong man couldn't bear the psychological pressure and responded involuntarily.
"Forehead, between foreheads, hey hehe" A confused voice came from the mouth of the figure, followed by a creepy laughter.
At this moment, a cold wind blew by, blowing up his disheveled black hair, revealing half of his face with almost no flesh and blood and empty eye sockets. Such a ferocious and terrifying side made all the strong men feel cold in their hearts and couldn't help but shake. Shivered.
"ah"
At this moment, the strong man who said the sword was on his forehead suddenly let out a shrill scream. He clutched his scalp tightly with both hands, and his nails sank into the flesh, as if he wanted to tear the entire scalp off.
"ah"
The strong man¡¯s screams were so shrill that it made people numb, just like the cry of a night owl, hearing it sent chills all over the body. He pulled at his scalp with both hands, and the muscles and facial features on his face continued to twist. His eyes, nose, earsHis eyes and mouth were bleeding, and he looked very hideous and terrifying.
"Poof!"
Blood splattered, and the strong man actually tore off all of his own scalp. The whole head was dripping with blood, which looked inexplicably terrifying.
"ah"
The strong man let out his last scream, and his bloody head exploded. His death was extremely miserable.
"My sword, who took my sword, who took my sword"
That figure made such a sound again. His footsteps did not stop, and he was getting closer and closer to the powerful people. However, the powerful people kept retreating. At this moment, they were already terrified in their hearts.
"My sword, who took my sword, who took my sword"
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That figure always said this sentence and kept repeating it. But no one dared to respond to his words anymore. As soon as the strong man responded to his words, the next moment something strange and terrible happened, it seemed so miserable.
In the distance, Yan Xiaoyan clung to Ye Chen. Such a scene made her feel very frightened. Her delicate body couldn't help but tremble a little, and she said softly: "What happened just now? Is it really because of that strong man's response to that sentence?" That¡¯s why he suffered a big disaster?¡±
"It should be." Ye Chen nodded and whispered: "There are billions of magical powers in this world, and all kinds of secret techniques are endless. Naturally, the weird death curse is indispensable. That figure should have been struck by He has planted a death curse, so he can walk for eternity. Anyone who responds to him will be infected with the curse and will usually die!"
"The death curseI have never heard of it" Yan Xiaoyan looked at Ye Chen blankly.
"This evil secret technique requires the fusion of many avenues to condense the incantation. Very few people know how to use it. It's not surprising that you haven't heard of it. It's enough to know that this secret technique exists." - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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