Hong Qiu's face was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with viciousness.
"Song Ziyu, even if I die, it will not be easy for you!" Hong Qiu gritted his teeth, as if he had finally made a decision in his heart.
"A true demon born in ancient times, I, Hong Qiu, swear here that I will use my flesh and blood as a sacrifice, my soul as a guide, dedicate everything I have, and summon you to come..." A voice like a magic spell, from Hong Qiu
The words welled up in Qiu's mouth.
Sadness, vicissitudes of life, eternity... countless inexplicable emotions suddenly emerged, covering this area.
At the same time, the flesh and blood on Hong Qiu's body fell off piece by piece, turning into simple bloody mantras, hovering in the sky. When the voice in Hong Qiu's mouth finally stopped, his whole person had disappeared, leaving only a trace of blood.
A piece of dead bones that had completely decayed, and Hong Qiu's incantations made of flesh and blood also condensed together at this moment, turning into a huge whirlpool, which seemed to lead to some mysterious place.
This kind of spell is called the True Demonic Blood Curse. It is a secret technique that Hong Qiu accidentally obtained in some ancient ruins due to bad luck. Not even Hong Qiu's master, Taoist Chuanyun, knew about it.
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According to records, the power of this secret method is extremely terrifying, and it can summon a clone of an ancient true demon. As for how powerful this clone of an ancient true demon is, Hong Qiu doesn’t know, because the only regret of this secret method is that it is used
After this secret method, he would also be annihilated. If Song Ziyu hadn't pressed too hard this time and made Hong Qiu completely despair, he would not have used the True Demon Blood Curse, a secret method of death.
Even if he died, he would drag Song Ziyu to stand beside him. This was the only thought in Hong Qiu's mind at this moment.
Hong Qiu absolutely believed that the clone of the ancient true demon summoned with his own flesh and blood and soul as a sacrifice was extremely terrifying. As soon as this clone of the ancient true demon appeared, Song Ziyu would definitely be dead.
The flesh and blood had been completely transformed into incantations, and within the vortex formed by these incantations, there came a wave of pulling power that Hong Qiu could not resist, only pulling his soul into the vortex in the void.
Inside.
Hong Qiu now only has the last bit of consciousness left. This bit of consciousness is waiting for the arrival of the real demon clone, and waiting for Song Ziyu in front of him to be killed by the real demon clone.
The True Demon Blood Curse is indeed the real True Demon Blood Curse, but Hong Qiu doesn’t know that the ancient True Demon has already fallen, and Ye Cheng, who has inherited the True Demon inheritance, can’t possibly create any clones to come over.
Therefore, what awaits Hong Qiu is destined to be a tragedy.
"Real Demon, you are a liar. My flesh, blood, and soul have been offered to you as sacrifices. Why is it that the clone you promised to come has not seen the slightest trace!" This was from Hong Qiu's last bit of consciousness.
The soul roared, but unfortunately, no matter how loud he roared, it was of no use, because he was the only one who could hear these voices. Hong Qiu's consciousness became more and more blurred. When Hong Qiu's consciousness completely disappeared,
At that time, the clone of the ancient true demon that he longed to penetrate never appeared.
Not far away, Song Ziyu huddled up and stared at the sky in horror. The silver wolf python and the colorful giant tiger he controlled were all stacked in front of him. If there was anything,
If a terrible attack comes, these monsters will be Song Ziyu's best shield.
Song Ziyu didn't know exactly what Hong Qiu caused, but based on what Song Ziyu saw, he also concluded that what Hong Qiu caused must be terrible and terrible!
Flesh and blood are used as sacrifices, and souls are used as guides. Just thinking about this scene will make Song Ziyu feel terrified.
It's a pity that Song Ziyu looked at the sky for a long time in fear. Even the vortex formed by the bloody mantras had disappeared into the void at this moment, completely disappearing, but still nothing came down.
"Is it possible that Hong Qiu's secret technique was a counterfeit obtained in the free market? Otherwise, how can we explain the current situation?" Song Ziyu's eyes were full of confusion and confusion.
"In places like the Free Market, there are too many fakes. Fake elixirs, fake materials, fake magic weapons, and now there are even fake ones along with the dead secrets. I don't know who the master of counterfeiting is.
It's really harmful to have a fake secret technique that is so realistic and so popular!" Song Ziyu sighed, and at the same time, he had already made up his mind that no matter what he wanted to buy in the future, he would never go there.
That free market.
Standing up, Song Ziyu walked to the place where Hong Qiu died and looked around for a long time. Song Ziyu only became more confused.
What Song Ziyu was looking for was, of course, the identity tokens in Hong Qiu's hand. However, no matter how Song Ziyu looked for them, he could not find any trace of those identity tokens. Not only that, even Hong Qiu's storage bag, Song
Ziyu didn't even see his shadow.
Of course, Song Ziyu did not find everything, at least he found an animal skin-like object at the place where Hong Qiu died.
Picking up the piece of animal skin, Song Ziyu looked at it carefully. The first thing that struck Song Ziyu's eyes were the four bloody words "True Demonic Blood Curse".
"This should be Hong Qiu's fake secret method of dying together!" Song Ziyu said to himself, looking over and over at the piece of animal skin for a long time, but with Song Ziyu's eyesight, he could not find it on the animal skin either.
No trace of forgery.
Song Ziyu couldn't recognize what kind of animal skin it was, but with just one glance, Song Ziyu was already sure that this animal skin definitely came from ancient times, and the words on the animal skin were something Song Ziyu had never seen before.
A kind of words, but when Song Ziyu looks at those words, the meaning contained in these words will directly appear in Song Ziyu's heart.
"Is this true demon blood curse real or fake?" Song Ziyu was also confused at this moment.
Do you want to say that this true demonic blood curse is real? Hong Qiu’s lessons learned are here.
You want to say that the True Demonic Blood Curse is fake? Song Ziyu really doesn’t believe that anyone in this world would spend such a high price to create such a fake thing. Not to mention other things, it is just a beast that records the True Demonic Blood Curse.
The skin is definitely not simple, because Song Ziyu tried it, but with his strength, he could not damage the skin at all.
"This is a place of trial. This huge peak was cut off from the outside world by the powerful men from the eight sects. Could it be because of this reason that the True Demon Blood Curse cast by Hong Qiu did not destroy the ancient True Demon Blood Curse?
The demon clone is summoned?" This idea appeared in Song Ziyu's mind. The more he thought about it, the more Song Ziyu felt that this possibility was extremely high.
"Regardless of whether this true demon blood curse is true or false, we should put it away first!" Putting the animal skin into his storage bag, Song Ziyu looked around, calling to his monster beasts, and followed the
The giant bear chased Ye Cheng leaving traces and left quickly.