"Changfeng, go quickly!"

A hoarse roar came from Emperor Wu's mouth.

Looking at the son whom he was most proud of, tears kept flowing from Emperor Wu's eyes.

He didn't want Xiao Changfeng to save him.

But when I saw Xiao Changfeng in front of me, I couldn't help but be moved in my heart.

"You are very good, you can actually fight all the way here!"

Looking at Xiao Changfeng who was not far away, Zhenwu Saint showed a smile on his face.

He didn't rush to take action.

At this time, he was no more than thirty meters away from Xiao Changfeng.

As long as he wanted to, he could capture Xiao Changfeng in just one second.

"You are indeed much better than Di Lin. Not only in terms of your own talent, but also in terms of connections, you are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even Wu Changsheng of Dayuan was summoned by you. I have to say that you are the best person in this position.

The most outstanding young man I have ever seen in my life."

The Zhenwu Saint smiled faintly, his eyes showing admiration.

"It's a pity that being an enemy of me has destined your end!"

If he had to get the secret, he would really not be willing to kill Xiao Changfeng.

But compared to strength, a mere outstanding junior is nothing.

Thinking of this, Zhenwu Saint raised his palm.

He planned to capture Xiao Changfeng who came to his door.

However, since Xiao Changfeng dared to come alone, how could he be unprepared?

Whoosh!

Xiao Changfeng reached out and took out a treasure from the storage ring.

Soul-forbidden gourd!

"Old dog, this is the first funeral I have prepared for you, please taste it!"

Whoosh!

A ball of black mist flew out of the soul-forbidden gourd.

This black mist squirmed in mid-air and quickly condensed into a figure.

It was Xiao Dilin.

"Di Lin!"

Upon seeing Xiao Dilin's soul, the Queen, Duke Wei and others recognized him immediately.

His face suddenly changed.

They once saw Xiao Dilin's soul taken away by Xiao Changfeng.

However, at this time, it reappeared.

However, Zhenwu Saint did not pause at all because of the appearance of Xiao Dilin's soul.

For strength.

Let alone his biological son, he can give up everything he owns.

"The cursed soul, rise!"

Divine consciousness spurted out from Xiao Changfeng's eyes.

Hit the cursed soul directly.

In an instant.

The cursed soul bloomed with a strange light.

The eighteen curses above were all activated.

Cursed Soul.

This is a great gift that Xiao Changfeng has prepared for Zhenwu Saint a long time ago.

From the moment I found out that the queen’s backer was the Zhenwu Saint.

Xiao Changfeng has been thinking about how to deal with him.

Want to deal with a saint.

Nature is full of difficulties.

For ordinary people, this is something that is unthinkable.

But for Xiao Changfeng.

He not only thought about it, but also did it.

Xiao Dilin is the biological son of Zhenwu Saint.

His soul, to Zhenwu Saint, is causally connected.

And with this causal connection.

Xiao Changfeng can use the soul as a guide and cause and effect as the source to pass on the curse.

"Soul-Burning Curse, activate!"

In an instant, the first curse on the cursed soul lit up.

Soul Burning Curse, a mid-level curse technique.

It can burn the soul and make people die in pain.

A moment.

The body of Zhenwu Saint is like a sculpture, frozen in place.

His spiritual energy was also disturbed and could not be activated.

At this moment, the soul-burning curse was burning his soul in his body.

But he is too strong.

With Xiao Changfeng's strength, it can only cause a little interference to him, but it cannot seriously injure him.

"Bloodborne Curse, open!"

But Xiao Changfeng did not stop.

Almost instantly, the second curse was activated.

This curse will cause the blood all over a person's body to quickly wither and disappear.

"Nightmare Curse, open!"

"Forbidden Vein Curse, activate!"

"Curse of Slowness, open!"

"Curse of aging, turn on!"

…

Xiao Changfeng activated all eighteen curses in an instant.

Suddenly the Zhenwu Saint's body became old, rotten, heavy, idiotic, etc.

These curses broke out all at once.

It's enough to seriously injure a powerful person.

After all, such souls connected by blood are extremely rare.

Moreover, it is even more difficult to engrave the Eighteenth Curse.

But these curses.

For Zhenwu Saint, it is not enough.

Click!

Click!

The Zhenwu Saint's eyes rolled, his body was surging with holy power, and he wanted to struggle and break the curse.

But these eighteen curses were not something he could break away from in a short time.

This also made his original plan to kill Emperor Wu temporarily come to nothing.

And at this moment.

Others were stunned.
To be continued...