For the sake of a pill furnace, two of the three of them have died, and one of the sect's true master-level worshipers has also been killed!
When he thought of this, Wu Yinglong was panicking in his heart. He gritted his teeth and patted the storage bag, took out several pills, and swallowed them without thinking. After being catalyzed by spiritual power, he bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed out blood mist, and quickly punched it with both hands in the mist.
After several spiritual spells, his body quickly withered as the spiritual spells were played, but the speed only increased several times.
Leaving an afterimage on the spot, Wu Yinglong's body had rushed hundreds of miles away.
With a sneer on his face, Yu Wen Zhouyuan reached out and patted the driver. Pulled by the three-headed Tamarin, the driver shot through the sky like a meteor, and he saw Wu Yinglong from a distance.
At this moment, a cold light flashed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, and he opened his mouth and spat out the Silver Light Chasing Wind Sword. The Silver Light Chasing Wind Sword turned into a ray of crystal light, disappeared immediately, and appeared hundreds of miles away in an instant.
While Wu Yinglong was flying in panic, his heart suddenly hurt. When he lowered his head, a crystal light penetrated through his chest. His golden elixir immediately flew out of his chest and floated backwards.
Wu Yinglong opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His eyes became darker and darker, and finally his body tilted and fell from the air. Before he died, he still couldn't figure out why all this suddenly changed and how the prey turned into a hunter.
The moment his body fell, a thin golden thread was immediately thrown out from the tendons of the underworld beast behind Yuwen Zhouyuan's chariot, and tied up with his body in a roll. As the chariot flew forward, Wu Yinglong's body was
The giant beast had its tendons tied up and fell behind the driver.
His escaped golden elixir was received into the jade bottle by Yuwen Zhouyuan's big hand, and then put into the storage bag.
The corpses of the three monks were like the three tail feathers of a peacock, being pulled straight by the sinews of the giant beast in mid-air. The chariot that Yuwen Zhouyuan was riding on was the body of a peacock, and the three-headed Deqi Tamarin was that
Peacock's crown.
"The third one!" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked gloomy, raised his hand and patted the driver, changed the direction, and flew to the next target.
Dongfang Yunfei looked at the scene in front of her. Although she had been prepared for it for a long time, it still stirred up a storm. At this moment, the power of Yuwen Zhouyuan turned into an indelible mark, deeply engraved in her heart.
It can be said that she is not very familiar with Yuwen Zhouyuan. If she hadn't been rescued by Yuwen Zhouyuan and Dongfang Hancui during the battle with the charming python that day, she would not have known Yuwen Zhouyuan at all.
From that day on, he knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan was very powerful, but she didn't expect that Yuwen Zhouyuan was so powerful!
Xin Jiangfeng is an elder of the Fengling Sect. He usually enjoys respect. At this time, he was like a bereaved dog, running for his life in panic. He knew that he could not survive, so after escaping not far, he immediately used magic to dig a big hole in the ground.
Pit, put away all your breath, and bury yourself under it.
When Xin Jiangfeng was still in the True Yuan stage, he had used this method to escape disaster many times. Now lying on the bed, he smiled bitterly in his heart, secretly thinking that he had not used this life-saving technique for a long time.
Xin Jiangfeng sighed lightly, but then the sigh froze in his mouth. His eyes suddenly bulged, revealing that blood suddenly appeared in the pupils, and blood flowed uncontrollably from the seven orifices...
A thin thread penetrated from the soil, tied up Xin Jiangfeng's body, lifted up layers of soil, and pulled it out. At the same time, the golden elixir was dug away with a sword.
"The fourth one!" The end of the underworld beast's tendon was divided into four parts, three corpses at the real person stage and one corpse at the real master stage.
Except for the true master who lost his head, the other three corpses were all covered with blood between their noses and eyes, which looked extremely horrifying.
After killing two people in a row, the cold glare in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes not only did not diminish, but became even stronger. As soon as he drove the car, Deqi Tamarin flew away again.
After burning the incense, the number of corpses behind the car Yuwen Zhouyuan was riding in had changed from four to nine.
The last person left was none other than Zhao Wanchao, who was the first to escape and was at the peak of his early stage as a true master.
The more Zhao Wan ran toward him, the colder his heart became, especially when his consciousness swept away and saw the nine corpses behind Yuwen Zhouyuan bound by the sinews of the giant beast, which made his scalp numb even more.
In such a short period of time, the other party actually killed all the real monks except him. What kind of cultivation level can this be done?
Even with his true master level of cultivation, he couldn't do it!
"Could he be a real master in the middle stage?" Zhao Wanchao trembled in his heart, but then he rejected this idea. When they hunted down Yuwen Zhouyuan before, they could clearly see his cultivation. He was clearly a real master in the late stage of Dzogchen.
They are just false teachers and monks.
If not, they wouldn't have pursued them like a joke, but now the situation suddenly reversed.
This reversal process was so fast that Zhao Wanchao now felt like he was daydreaming, but this dream was not a beautiful dream, but a heart-stopping nightmare.
Yuwen Zhouyuan followed closely behind in his car, his eyes growing colder, staring at Zhao Wanchao who had already run far away, and he sneered in his heart.
After all, this Zhao Wanchao is at the peak of the early stage of a true master, and his speed is several times faster than others. However, Yuwen Zhouyuan is not in a hurry. If the opponent escapes so quickly, his spiritual energy consumption will be huge, and it will not take long before he slows down.
Zhao Wanchao gritted his teeth and turned around. He remembered that there was a Fengling faction branch not far away, and there were two real late-stage monks in it. He was facing a life and death crisis, and he couldn't care about anything else. He just hoped that others could hinder the other party a little and save his own life.
Say it again.
Zhao Wanchao used 120% of his spiritual power and galloped towards the wind spirit branch at maximum speed.
Qipan Ridge is a towering giant mountain with attic lofts everywhere on the mountain. It was originally a large sect outside the Sinful Canyon a thousand years ago. Unfortunately, the sect declined a thousand years later and was wiped out by the Fengling Sect, so it became one of the branches.
On this day, the disciples of Qipanling Branch were practicing their own practices. Two brothers, Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting, two elders of the later stage of real life, suddenly opened their eyes from meditating. They looked at each other and hurriedly flew away from Jingjing.
room.
In mid-air, Zhao Wanchao flew towards him in a panic. Before he could get close, he shouted loudly: "Tie Zong Lei, Tie Zong Ting! I order you two to coordinate with all Qipanling disciples to stop the pursuers behind me! This is not allowed.
The man flew half a step out of Qipanling. If he can succeed, he will be rewarded with ten thousand pieces of high-grade spiritual stones!" As he spoke, he flashed past and fled in panic.
As soon as Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting appeared, they heard Zhao Wanchao's voice. Their expressions changed slightly when they were stunned. How could it be that they were the two enemies who could make the great master, the peak master in the early stage of True Master, run away for his life?
One can resist it.
At this moment, where the two of them looked, Yu Wen Zhouyuan's driver appeared.
Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting had already guessed in their hearts who could make the great worshiper so embarrassed. When they saw Yuwen Zhouyuan sitting in the car, their hearts were immediately shocked for no reason, especially when they saw Yuwen Zhouyuan.
There are nine corpses hanging on the back of the car Zhou Yuan was riding in.
The two of them looked at each other intently, and their expressions immediately changed again and again. Tie Zonglei lost his voice and said: "This is actually the eight elders of the chief helmsman and an enshrined master...this...this..."
Tie Zongting took a deep breath, and the coldness in his heart filled his whole body. He pulled Tie Zonglei, then stood aside respectfully and said loudly: "Junior Tie Zongting, see you, senior."
Tie Zonglei's body trembled, and he quickly and respectfully said: "Junior Tie Zonglei, see you, senior."
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the two of them coldly, and Deqi Tamarin did not slow down, pulling the cart and rushing past them in mid-air.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's look made Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting frightened, and their backs were immediately wet with sweat.
Zhao Wanchao flew in such a hurry that his spiritual power could not keep up. He patted his storage bag, took out the elixir and drank it. However, after such a delay, Yuwen Zhouyuan's driver got closer to him.
Seeing Yu Wen Zhouyuan getting closer and closer, Zhao Wanchao couldn't help but laugh miserably, turned around and glanced at Yu Wen Zhouyuan viciously, gritted his teeth and took out a red token from his storage bag, with a black "sha" written on it.
"Character.
This token is the most famous "Hundred Days Curse Order" in Sin Canyon. This order was passed down from ancient times, and the craftsmanship of making it has been discontinued. Even in Sin Canyon, there are less than ten pieces left.
Zhao Wanchao also accidentally came across an ancient monk's cave. After finding it, he immediately sacrificed it and regarded it as a treasure. For fear of others knowing, he kept it deeply hidden as his biggest trump card, preparing to attack the true master in the future.
In the mid-term, use this to increase the probability of city success.
The requirements for opening this order are extremely strict. At the cost of the life of a monk who is in the early stage of a True Master or above, whoever kills those cursed by the "Hundred Days Curse Order" will gain the whole body cultivation of the sacrificer.
The essence, blood and soul of the person who was killed will be refined into "Evil Heart Pill" and swallowed by the caster to increase their cultivation level.
It is precisely because of the strange effect of this order that whenever demonic cultivators see someone cursed by the "Hundred-Day Curse Order", they will often come forward to kill them.
It is precisely because of the special effect of the "Hundred Days Cursed Order" that almost no one who gets the token will open it personally, but will find a true master monk to open it.
As for the cursed person, just find someone with advanced cultivation who has a grudge against you. As a result, the tokens will become less and less.
The entire Guilty Valley so far is probably too much for ten dollars, and Zhao Wanchao originally intended to use it in the middle stage of the sprint to become a true master.
But now that he was in a life-and-death crisis, Zhao Wanchao felt cruel to him, took out the token, stopped, and waited quietly for Yuwen Zhouyuan to catch up.
As long as those who are cursed by this order are still within the influence of Sin Canyon, few can survive more than a hundred days.
On the other hand, if nothing happens within a hundred days, you can swallow the "Evil Heart Pill" formed by the essence and blood of the person who opened the token to enhance your magical power.
Seeing Yu Wen Zhouyuan's car approaching, Zhao Wanchao held the "Hundred Days Curse Token" in his hand and shouted sternly: "Stop! Fellow Taoist, this Hundred Days Curse Token that you recognize has been sacrificed with the token, and the soul has been integrated into it.
Among them, if you kill me, you will definitely be cursed by the Hundred Days Curse. I am at fault for what happened today, but you have already killed nine people, why bother to kill them all? If you let me go, I can introduce you to them.
Let you be like me and become a great worshiper of my Fengling Sect. What do you think, fellow Taoist!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan patted the shaft of the carriage to make Deqi Tamarin stop. Then his eyes swept over the token in Zhao Wanchao's hand and stared at Zhao Wanchao coldly.
After Dongfang Yunfei saw the token, he was startled for a moment, then looked at it carefully a few more times, his expression changed immediately, and he whispered: "This is the Hundred Days Curse Order. I didn't expect that there would be such a magic weapon in the Sin Canyon."
, I just read some introductions on the jade slips in an ancient monk’s cave in the Dongzhou Divine Realm before I transformed.”