The strange space, vast and endless, is full of fog, like a blessed land of immortals.
Impressively A white jade platform, a figure like a simple immortal sat quietly.
It seems that there are no waves in the ancient well, like a sculpture, and the fog surrounds the body.
"Whew" The figure suddenly opened its mouth slightly, and the turbid air overflowed, and raised its right hand slightly.
In the palm of his hand, the chaotic black bloodshot was like worms wriggling in his palm, and the black bloodshot was constantly changing in his palm, but it could not eliminate the bloodshot no matter what, but it became more and more intense.
"What the hell is this poisonous poison that is so powerful, and the retreat for ten whole days has not only not diminished in the slightest, but has intensified day by day."
Wei Rong frowned, his face solemn.
Not bad This mighty shadow is the lord of the spirit world today, the spirit king.
Since the last time, he was negligently and inadvertently hit by the Blood God's palm, and the Spirit King felt that there was a strange poison invading at that time, but he didn't attack it immediately.
Moreover, with the cultivation of the Spirit King, the ordinary poison is not in the eyes at all.
But now, after ten days of retreat, it is difficult to purify this poison, which can still be regarded as ordinary What's even more strange is that since the poisoning, the Spirit King has not felt any impact and has not been harmed, but he has not been able to purify this strange poison, let alone where to start meantime In a dark cave somewhere, strange skulls and skeletons were floating in the void, some human-like, some demon-like, floating in groups like hydrogen balloons.
The skulls were burned by the blood fire of the Sen Sen, and the empty Sen Pupils flashed with an evil green light, and they all looked as if they were alive, exuding endless evil resentment.
Impressively In the midst of this darkness there was an altar with five thick stone pillars erected.
The stone pillars are carved with all kinds of hideous ghost statues, and they are covered with strange rune paper.
And in the middle of the altar, a poignant figure, unable to feel any vitality, his face was pale and lifeless.
Revealing a beautiful carcass, unfortunately the skin has long been densely engraved with incomprehensible incantations.
The limbs of the jade neck were all bound by cold iron chains, and there were four or five stone pillars in a row, half-hanging in the air.
Suddenly A ghostly figure like a ghost gradually came out of the void, staring at the woman who was firmly bound on the altar with a solemn face, and sneered: "King of the Spirit, you really think that the deity can't coerce you, so you can't help it, you originally kept all this for the demon, but the demon thief is cunning and extremely risky, and the deity can only take you to the knife."
And this Dawson cold phantom is the God of Blood No, no The blood god slowly ascended the altar, approached Princess Lingxin, exposed Sensen's minions, gently stroked in the pale and bloodless delicate face, and smiled coldly: "Hehe, it's a pity that such a beautiful embryo, don't blame the deity, blame your father for his iron heart, he can ignore the life and death of his own daughter, the deity has to be logical, borrow your body, curse the voodoo in his body, for my use Of course, it all depends on whether the relationship between your father and daughter is deep enough." immediately The blood god's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Heavenly Eye, open" shout The fingertips are like swords, a little cold at Princess Lingxin's eyebrows, as if there is an invisible evil force, like a sharp weapon, stabbing into Princess Lingxin's brain.
"Ahh Princess Lingxin screamed bitterly, as if the sound had been transmitted for nine days, moving the earth and the earth.
"Xin'er" In the distance, the Spirit King seemed to wake up from a nightmare, his eyes widened and he was in a cold sweat.
I only felt that my right palm was numb and painful, and when I raised my palm to see it, the longitudinal black silk of blood was active and squirming.
"Voodoo" The Spirit King's face was stunned, and he suddenly understood.
Voodoo originated from the Wu clan, and the existence of the Wu clan dates back to the ancient years of the divine realm.
It was an era of voodoo rampant, and the powerful Wu clan was in turmoil, even taking the Protoss into slavery.
However, the ambition of the Wu clan was undiminished, intending to fight against the Heavenly Dao and go against the sky, but after all, they were severely punished by the rules of the Heavenly Dao and the whole clan was annihilated.
However, the terrible voodoo curse technique has been lost a bit, and it has been passed down, although it cannot be cultivated to obtain the essence, it is also very terrifying, and it has become a forbidden book in the divine realm.
Anyone who is found to practice voodoo will be punished and his head will fall to the ground.
Rao is like this, the barbarian alien race in the far and remote wilderness, there are also wizards.
And the Spirit King is now almost certain that he must have fallen into the terrible voodoo, this is no small matter, how dare the Spirit King be careless.
Sensing that the poisoner had begun to activate the curse technique, the Spirit King immediately held his mind steady.
After all, the voodoo curse is not incurable, but it can be broken if the spirit is defended and the mind is strong.
If the curse fails, the voodoo is eliminated.
"Soul King, Spirit King, no matter how profound your cultivation is, if the deity holds your life, you will never want to escape from the palm of the deity" The blood god sneered hideously, and a strange dark blood-colored compass appeared in his hand.
Looking at this compass, there are clearly traces of time, and bursts of ancient evil breath are inadvertently released.
A mysterious and long-standing power, as if awakening from hell.
Jerked The blood god flipped his hand, the compass was freed, and it floated above Princess Lingxin's head, reciting the incantation fiercely: "The world of the ten directions, up to Taiji, down to the netherworld, southeast and northwest, everywhere, there is no way to hide" Sou The compass suddenly turned with strong excitement, and a wave of evil power that seemed to have awakened from hell opened the Purgatory Demon Gate, and bursts of ancient evil breath surged out like a fierce tide, pouring down, and instantly enveloped Princess Lingxin's whole body.
"Ahh Princess Lingxin screamed miserably, her delicate body twitching in pain.
The blood god's face was pale, extremely cold, and he said in a cruel voice: "The left rotates the heaven and the earth moves, the right turns the sun and the moon are bright, the father and daughter connect the hearts of the son, and the soul coexists." ” rumble The compass swirls and dances, and the space detonation.
It seemed to have bloody blood, turning into a rolling river, flowing around Princess Lingxin.
Wave after wave, in the blink of an eye, the waves were agitated and crazy movements.
Suddenly The blood light was bright, and the floating heads around seemed to come to life in the blood light, turning into countless shadows and ghosts, constantly emitting chaotic screams like ghosts crying and howling, accompanied by blood and light, jumping and dancing, like a devil's feast.
The next moment Zhou Fang was still in the Nine Hells, full of ghosts and ghosts, demons flying vertically and horizontally, all kinds of hideous faces, smiling coldly, excited and hungry towards Princess Lingxin's delicate body.
"Xin'er" The Spirit King was forced to wake up again, his face was bruised, and the jet-black blood in his palm, like a creeper, began to spread from his palm and wrap around his entire arm.
Voodoo Voodoo curse The Spirit King's cultivation is profound, and he naturally knows that the spell caster is cursing himself through his daughter's hand, even if the Spirit King knows it, he can feel that the pain suffered by his daughter is real.
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"Xin'er is my father, I'm sorry for you, but for the sake of tens of millions of clansmen and the people in the world, please forgive your father's selfishness," the spirit king was in pain, so he simply cut off his thoughts about Princess Lingxin, hugged the yuan and returned to one, and guarded his heart.
And in this void, there seems to be an invisible eye, paying attention to the Spirit King's every move all the time, and sneering gloomily: "Spirit King, you are really hard-hearted, I'm afraid that you won't be able to support it for a long time."
Jerked The evil compass rotated faster and faster, and the monstrous blood and light torrented, accompanied by countless demons and monsters, along the eyebrows of Princess Lingxin, frantically invading into it.
And these cruel and evil pictures were all transmitted to the spirit king's brain image through the air, and all kinds of vicious and terrifying negative evil forces frantically impacted the spirit king's heart and inner heart.
That moment It seemed that in the mind of the Spirit King, a sea of purgatory fire was burning brightly, and a familiar and dazzling shadow was hanging in the sea of fire, crying out in despair and helplessness.
"Father, Xin'er, I'm Xin'er" "Father Xin'er is really in pain, Xin'er is really scared" "Father, please, save Xin'er" Xin'er Gesti screamed, and there were a group of devils holding reamers next to her, licking blood from their mouths and teeth, using sharp reamers, cruelly cutting off pieces of flesh and blood from the tender white delicate body, and enjoying the delicious taste, they couldn't help but show a smug smile.
"Ah, father, king, please, Xin'er, come and save Xin'er," Princess Lingxin screamed in pain and despair, and in a blink of an eye, her body was completely skinless, covered with bruises, and blood.
"No, Xin'er, get out of the way, you demons, let go of your filthy claws, I'm going to break you into pieces," the Spirit King screamed in pain and anger, he knew it was an illusion, but his subconscious was resisting him.
Think about it Princess Lingxin, as the most spoiled baby daughter of the Spirit King, no matter how hard-hearted she is, the Spirit King can't accept watching her daughter suffer inhuman torture.
A person, no matter how advanced the cultivation of the state of mind is, is a fatal life.
And the voodoo curse technique is to stimulate the most vulnerable side of the poisoned person's heart and expand it.
Especially coupled with the corrosive power of voodoo terror, the form and god are both destroyed and tortured.
And the only weakness of the Spirit King is his most distressed baby daughter.
Hold your heart steady, and your heart is like a rock The Spirit King kept reminding himself, but the pain in his heart was constantly resisting, and the jet-black blood had slowly climbed up his shoulder.
If the poisonous silk is forced into the mouth and head of the heart, the curse can be successfully completed. yes The Spirit King knew that this was just an illusion, but as long as voodoo existed, the illusion could not be eliminated, and he was even forced to appreciate the evolution of the illusion, but there was nothing he could do to stop it.
In this way, Princess Lingxin was cut off by a group of devils, revealing her bloody bones, but she still opened her hands and begged for help in despair and pain.
And the devils around him were still smiling, and they didn't even let go of Princess Lingxin's bones, picking them off one by one, licking and biting them carefully.
Such cruel images were like a looping projector, recreating them in the Spirit King's mind over and over again.
Desperate and powerless crying, being eaten alive by the devil, and dying cruelly in front of the Spirit King, this scene after scene continues to reincarnate, and wave after wave impacts the Spirit King's spiritual defense.
I feel that the firm soul and moral line have been faintly touched: