The Qi of Que Ling Xuanshan wandered like silk, and most of the mind of Que Ling Cliff was naturally on him. The Que Ling Family Treasure Pavilion suddenly exploded into ruins, leaving Que Ling Xuanshan half-dead. What happened was something he was desperate to figure out.

The Que Ling family and the Great Yin royal court shared the same relationship and had been passed down for tens of thousands of years. There were not a shortage of enemies, and there were still many. Some enemies were openly unable to defeat the Que Ling family, but they often did things that secretly caused trouble.

Although his thoughts were on Que Ling Xuan Mountain, Que Ling Cliff also left a thought and fell on Xia Tuo. After all, it was his first time to see Xia Tuo, and he still kept a little vigilant in his heart. This was his instinctive action.

At this moment, Xia Tuo looked at Que Ling Cliff, his expression changed slightly, and hesitated: "Since the head of Que Ling Clan has arrived, I will leave it to you for Senior Xuanshan. When Senior Xuanshan's injuries gradually heal, I am going to Que Ling Clan to visit."

Xia Tuo's tone was a bit cold, and then he carefully walked around Que Ling Cliff and came to the entrance of the cave. After a deep look, he flew away.

From beginning to end, Que Ling Cliff did not speak anymore. After Xia Tuo left, his expression fell on Que Ling Xuan Mountain again, but he did not move forward. He just divided a spiritual thought and fell on the severely injured body.

Feeling the fuzzy flesh and blood, the ulceration of internal organs, and most of the cracked small world, Que Ling Cliff frowned. Even if this injury is cured, it will fall into the realm of the land, and even the order will be greatly reduced due to the injury.

"Buzz~"

Then, Que Ling Cliff poked out his big hand and grabbed Que Ling Xuan Mountain. Suddenly a wisp of black air was caught, and it turned into an evil python covered with fangs in his palm, and was about to bite his flesh and blood.

Suddenly, Que Ling Cliff became even more furrowed.

Curse ~!

Who is hurting him?

After thinking about it, Que Lingya didn't expect to take action. Que Ling's clan had too many enemies in the open and dark, and there were too many people who were suspicious, so they could not find a specific one.

He checked the Que Ling Xuan Mountain up and down, inside and out, and in addition to his injuries, hesitated, and walked up to Que Ling Xuan Mountain, wrapped it with combat aura, and wanted to put it into Wubao Cave Heaven.

Hiss ~

Just as the battle aura fell on Que Ling Xuan Mountain, the originally blood-blurred Que Ling Xuan Mountain suddenly became pitch black, and black smoke grew from everywhere in the torn body, turning into countless small black pythons, sweeping up.

In an instant, Que Ling Cliff felt an evil aura and rushed up. He slapped his hands repeatedly, but because he was concerned about Que Ling Xuan Mountain, he did not dare to burst out all his strength, so he could only slap the fog of the curse that rushed out.

However, the curse fog was like a maggot on the tars bone. Even if it was beaten apart, it gathered together in the blink of an eye, surrounding the Que Ling Xuan Mountain, and preventing the battle aura from falling on Que Ling Cliff to the Que Ling Xuan Mountain.

Seeing this difficult, Que Ling Cliff had to increase the output of the battle energy. As a strong man in the third step in the realm of Dimension, the battle energy is naturally far beyond the magical power realm and contains the aura of law. Unfortunately, facing this curse power, it is a bit difficult to endure.

The mist derived from Que Ling Xuanshan's body gathered into a ball of black air in its broken chest, pitch black as ink, emitting an extremely evil aura, and suddenly triggered the originally silent blood energy.

not good!

Feeling the riot of the curse, and the tendency to further erode the body of Que Ling Xuanshan, Que Ling Cliff once again increased the output of its own battle energy. In any case, this is the Supreme Elder of Que Ling's clan and is to be treated.

The black cursed aura followed the battle aura and surrounded the hands of Que Ling Cliff, and vague evil shadows such as evil pythons and skeletons appeared in vaguely.

The horror of the power of curses is that they are as irrepellent as poison, and there are also incomprehensible changes. It is easy to be unlucky when contaminated. Therefore, at this moment, Que Ling Cliff has to take up a twelve-point spirit to deal with the curse, which is much more difficult than fighting.

The power of the curse had already penetrated into the limbs and bones of Que Ling Xuan Mountain. The only thing he could do now was to protect Que Ling Xuan Mountain's heart veins and ensure that its vitality would not fall. As for the small world that transformed in his body, it was no longer helpful.

After a lot of effort, Que Ling Cliff finally suppressed the curse in Que Ling Xuanshan's body with its might, and attached his hand to Que Ling Xuanshan, preparing to temporarily enter it into Wubao Cave Heaven.

Just as his palm was pressed against Que Ling Xuanshan, Que Ling Xuanshan's bloody face suddenly opened two big eyes.

"The clan leader is cheating."

What?

In this moment, the curse power suppressed by Que Ling Xuanshan grew up like a mad demon.

In an instant, the black air flooded the cave, and the evil and rotten aura exploded. Hundreds of thousands of small insects frantically devoured his remaining flesh and blood, turning into cursed nutrients.

boom!

The curse black air exploded in the mountains and fields, rising up, and a four-winged black python soared into the sky. Its huge mouth was like a bloody mouth, and the mouth was the Magpie Spirit Cliff.

Thousands of miles away, Xia Tuo stood with his hands behind his back, sitting cross-legged in the valley hundreds of feet away, covered in black robe, and a blood-colored copper lamp above his head sucked the blood-black clouds, covering the surrounding void. An evil python was lying on the side, his eyes were like an abyss.

The illusory black flames were derived from the snail's hands. He grabbed the void and grabbed a series of illusory black lines.

"Sacrifice!"

He murmured the spell in a low voice, and ten thin fingers that were as long as bones pinched out strange witch seals, and the breath suddenly became obscure. Then he grabbed his big hand and thousands of illusory black lines were pulled out, and the other end pulled the black cloud above his head.

For a moment, it was like an evil ghost roaring, and the other end of the black line were illusory and hideous phantoms. These were the ghosts and wild ghosts that snails collected over the years.

To deal with a strong man in the third step of the Earth-Breaking Realm, there is little chance of resisting the natural world head-on, but there is still a great chance of stumbling behind the scenes and everything is ready in advance.

Besides, he didn't want to curse this guy to death. The patriarch ordered him to kill him and kill him. If he could kill him, he could just make him a medicine jar. If he died, he would be able to die.

After so many years of inheritance in the Que Ling family, I think I must have reserved a lot of good things to help them digest so as not to grow hair in the clan cultural tract.

A series of ghost shadows pulled out of the blood-colored copper lamp by snails, amid the howling of ghosts and wolves, black smoke ignited its illusory body, turning into wisps of black smoke, spanning thousands of miles of voids, gathering towards the evil python.

In order to curse the Magpie Spirit Cliff, he took out all the nearly one million ghosts he had caught over the years.

"A bastard, who is it? Come out to fight."

The Magpie Spirit Cliff surrounded by evil pythons and black air roared and roared. He kept slashing out thick black yellow halberds. However, the cursed fog was like a maggot on the tars bones, and after it was unfolded, it would be followed immediately. No matter which direction his body was heading, it would follow.

"Get out for a fight." Que Lingya roared again, dancing wildly, and a mysterious yellow divine light appeared on his body. The phantom of the small world behind him appeared. Although his power was strong, every attack seemed to hit the empty space, but it was not powerful enough.

"Who is it? Come out to fight!"

In the void, dense black lines floated towards the evil python. The evil python was constantly opening its mouth towards the Que Ling Cliff. Every time it was blown up, it would gather again in the blink of an eye.

Que Lingya felt like he was going crazy. It was not that he could not fight, but this was too frustrating. Slightly wisps of cursed aura had penetrated into his body.

This was the moment when the body of the elder Xuanshan was swallowed, and the curse exploded and poured into his body. After entering his body, the cursed aura directly infiltrated the flesh and blood. If you want to peel it off, you can even cut off the flesh and blood.

If he continues to entangle like this, he will be the one who will lose in the end. Que Ling Ya thought very clearly. At this moment, he already had the intention to retreat. When he left here, he would find his defeat today and avenge Que Ling Xuan Mountain.

As soon as he thought of this, Que Ling Cliff roared and said, "Open."

Amid his stern roar, a vigor surged in the small world inside his body, and then a sharp suppression grew out. This suppression was green wood and was not the law of the earth he practiced.

Then the aura of earth and wood swept out, and a two-meter-long halberd was held in the hands of Que Ling Cliff.

"Yeah~"

Xia Tuo saw this scene and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. It was not the strength of Que Ling Cliff, but the sudden appearance of this halberd, which was obviously his natal witch treasure.

But Que Ling Cliff is obviously the mystery of the earth for cultivation, so how can it be refined with the mystery of wood? This is a bit strange.

In the blink of an eye, a green wood-colored halberd slashed out horizontally and spread out hundreds of miles of sky. Nine mysterious yellow laws gathered into the long dragon and teared the sky apart, shattering the shadow of the four-winged evil python.

"The earth produces wood."

In an instant, Xia Tuo's eyes lit up. He seemed to understand. Now he was about to refine his natal witch treasure, and the way of Que Ling Cliff gave him some inspiration.

"Snatch it."

A glimmer of light flashed in Xia Tuo's heart made a decision.

He originally intended not to take action on the surface, and taking action behind the scenes is the best choice.

However, the natal witch treasure refined by Que Ling Cliff made him feel that it was very inspiring for him to refine his natal witch treasure next, so he had to grab it if he should.

Of course, he did not rush to take action. The curse power of the snail was not completely broken. At this moment, a blood-colored flame was lit in the copper lamp floating above the snail. Hundreds of thousands of ghosts burned in an instant, and the curse black air covered the sky and floated towards the Que Ling Cliff.

The vast black air spread thousands of miles and fell directly on Que Ling Cliff.

“Ah~”

Seeing this scene, Que Ling Cliff roared, and the halberd in his hand swung out. In every breath, the air waves exploded, the flames burst and the black gas exploded and annihilated. The terrifying shock waves spread to hundreds of miles in a radius, and the mountains, rivers, plants and trees were abused.

At this moment, Xia Tuo was hiding thousands of miles away and was also swept into this turmoil. The obscure curse in the snail's mouth became more and more rapid. The witch world at the middle of his eyebrows changed from black to red, as if blood was flowing out.

Blood and tears fell down in the slightly closed eyes, and evil pythons roared among the crystal blood and tears, and the blood-colored copper lamp became more and more intense.

Buzz!

In an instant, Luo opened his eyes, his eyes completely turned into a bright red, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. With nearly one million ghosts as sacrifices, plus the blessing of the ancient artifact of the Netherworld Copper Lantern, he could still curse a magic power of the third step of the land opening.

The black fog that was broken by the Magpie Spirit Cliff gathered again in the blink of an eye. This time, the waves became even more vast, like a surging river. Countless evil shadows rushed over and drown their bodies.

"open."

In the dark fog, the roar of Magpie Spirit Cliff came out, and a green wood phlegm turned into a hundred feet in size, tearing the black fog.

At this moment, Xia Tuo's figure turned into a stream of light and ran across the sky. His big hand grabbed the Qingmu halberd directly, and then the world's power surged out, sweeping the halberd with mental power, washing the breath of the Que Ling Cliff above.

The Qingmu Horoscope is the natal witch treasure of Que Ling Cliff. Even if it was baptized, it was still struggling violently in Xia Tuo's hands. Xia Tuo sneered, and the power of the world surged, destroying the spirituality on the Horoscope.

Puff ~

The Que Ling Cliff, which was about to use the Green Wood Horde to tear the black fog, directly trembled, and the attack was defeated. The cursed Black Misty took advantage of the situation and poured into his body.

Xia Tuo took action too quickly. From catching the Qingmu halberd to defeating his spiritual power, it was just a matter of a moment. The natal spiritual treasure of Que Ling Cliff was severely damaged, and a chain reaction occurred, and the curse fog flowed backwards.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xia Tuo was not stingy with his attack. He first had a life-and-death eye, and took advantage of the moment when Que Lingya was in a daze to give his soul another blow.

Immediately afterwards, when his soul was greatly destroyed, the Shanhe Sword rushed out, directly piercing through the black fog, imprinted on his chest, and the power of life and death wrapped in it poured into Que Ling Cliff's body and ravaged his flesh and blood.

Puff ~

In the blink of an eye, Que Ling Cliff was submerged in the curse black fog. Countless black air flows rushed into his body along the wound, and a layer of black air began to appear on the surface of his body.

boom!

Two breaths later, a terrifying force exploded in the air, shattering the curse mist in the sky. A sword scar on the chest of Que Ling Cliff was exposed, and a large part of it was surrounded by black air, like a maggot in the tarsal bones absorbing it, biting the flesh and blood.

Puff ~

For a moment, Que Ling Ya couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again. His face and body were covered with a thick layer of black smoke, and he was listless, but he didn't dare to fall into a state of desolation. Instead, he forced himself to take the initiative, swept across the world, and shouted loudly: "Who is it! Who is it? He is against my Que Ling!"
To be continued...