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Chapter 607 Please Sword Curse

When Wu Shiyi said this, he was beaming with joy, and there was an extremely strong sense of confidence and pride in his eyes.

It can be seen that he is very confident.

But Jiang Ning didn't believe it.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Wu Shiyi, but the fact of escaping from the sea of ​​life and death is too far-fetched.

Not to mention Wu Shiyi is still just a semi-immortal.

Even if he were a land god, he would probably have to shed his skin to escape.

"Okay, don't comfort me, and don't feel guilty. Since I have decided to come to the Sea of ​​Life and Death to find you, I have actually been prepared to be trapped here for the rest of my life."

Jiang Ning really couldn't bear to hit him, so he comforted him as tactfully as possible.

Wu Shiyi saw the disbelief on his face and did not argue. He just chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, just wait for me here for three days. I will send you out to sea at this time in three days."

After saying that, he didn't care about Jiang Ning and just closed his eyes and started to adjust his breathing.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning wanted to comfort him but was speechless.

"That's all, you have a disbelief in evil just like me, so I'll let you do it. Once you've had enough trouble, you'll naturally become more honest."

Jiang Ning sighed secretly in his heart.

Then he also found a place on the edge of the altar to sit cross-legged and began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing.

In the battle with Fu Tuan, Jiang Ning tried his best to kill him. Although the opponent was just a fantasy, it also made him wary. It turned out that he was not yet in a state where he could truly ignore his peers.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. I still need to continue to work hard."

There is no sun or moon under the deep sea, so naturally one cannot feel the passage of time. Jiang Ning didn't know how long he adjusted his breath before he woke up from his meditation.

The water is still cold and the surroundings are still dark.

Only the water-repellent beads suspended above the head exude a cool and blue fluorescence, which can make people feel a touch of warmth and reality in this dead deep sea.

He turned to look at the center of the altar.

Wu Shiyi woke up at some point and was staring at Jiang Ning with his eyes full of what he was thinking.

Jiang Ning's hair was so hot that he looked at her.

"When did you wake up?" he asked loudly.

Wu Shiyi withdrew his gaze, blew the red dragon-bearded bangs on his forehead, and said angrily: "I woke up a long time ago. I saw that you were still running spiritual energy to heal your wounds, so I didn't call you."

"Three days have come and your injuries have almost recovered. It's time to send you out."

Jiang Ning didn't have any hope, but seeing how determined he looked, he still nodded cooperatively.

"Okay, what do you need me to do?"

Wu Shiyi smiled mysteriously and said: "When the opportunity comes, you will naturally know what to do. Just watch..."

I saw that he suddenly stopped his slutty expression, his expression turned solemn, his eyes burst out with dazzling light, and he muttered a spell with spring thunder in his mouth.

"The true mysterious spirit, the five fights overshadow the underworld, the spirit is refreshing, the turbidity is calming..."

"In heaven and on earth, all heavenly Taoist spirits assist my method to sweep away the evil atmosphere. I pray that the evil will be destroyed quickly. I pray that the evil atmosphere will be cleared away. The mandala will be cleared quickly, and the Tao Qi will last forever..."

"The five-qi righteous spirit has the same root as the great road, the universe changes, all evils manifest, and there is no difference in mind... I am killed by the palm of the sword. The true spirit can pass through the netherworld and the underworld. It can reach the thirty realms of the cave and the heaven, and it can reach the eighteen lines of the spring bureau.

, today I set up an altar to worship the sword, and I just hope that one sword will open the door to life!"

Wu Shiyi was seen biting the tip of his tongue to draw blood, and reciting incantations with his lips very quickly. In just a few breaths, he recited three sword incantations. With the appearance of the three sword incantations, a strange phenomenon also appeared on the altar.

The originally silent altar suddenly erupted into a shimmering light, and the surrounding seawater began to surge, and faint cries and cries for help could be heard.

Jiang Ning's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

"This half-hearted swordsman who seems unreliable seems to have some ability..."

As soon as he finished his thoughts, he saw Wu Shiyi's chest and heart suddenly burst, and then, a wisp of heart blood floated out and condensed in front of him.

"Wu Shiyi, what are you doing!" Seeing this scene, Jiang Ning shouted hurriedly.

Heart blood is extremely precious. It embodies a cultivator's energy and spirit. Once it is damaged, the cultivation will be completely ruined and the person will die from a serious illness. In the worst case, the soul will be scattered and the body will be destroyed.

Therefore, after seeing Wu Shiyi's behavior, Jiang Ning realized that he might have underestimated his determination.

He really wants to send himself out!

"Wu Shiyi, stop quickly. After all, I am also a cultivator in the middle stage of Yangshen. I am a great formation master. As long as you give me time, I can find a way to go to sea on my own!"

However, Wu Shiyi turned a deaf ear to his words.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't worry. Today, Mr. Wu invites you to watch a feast. Please be patient and watch." Wu Shiyi's face was pale after losing his heart, but his words were still full of confidence.

"You crazy person!"

Jiang Ning wanted to stop him, but the altar was a fortress and was made by a strong man who conquered the sky. No matter how hard he tried, he could not shake the altar even half an inch.

Not to mention breaking in and stopping Wu Shiyi.

"What on earth are you going to do!" Jiang Ning was anxious and angry.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, have you ever heard of the art of inviting swords?" Wu Shiyi is indeed a half-immortal. He lost his blood and performed the ritual curse, but he still had the energy to talk to Jiang Ning.

"The Invitation Sword Curse is a forbidden sword curse of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect. Although the name is not very impressive, when it is cast, it can change the color of the world and make the gods and ghosts frightened."

Following his words, Jiang Ning gradually recalled a record he had seen in the Scripture Collection Pavilion of Qingling College.

Rumor has it that the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect has a sword curse that is said to be taboo.

Other sacrificial techniques can summon the spirits of the ancestors and summon the phantoms of the ancestors, but the sword spell of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect summons the ethereal swordsmanship.

Using his own essence and blood as a guide and his body as a sacrifice, he asks the kendo, one of the three thousand avenues, to give him a sword.

This sword can kill all enemies in the world, break through thousands of laws in the world, destroy gods and demons, sway demons, cut off people's path to death, and open the door to life in desperate situations.

It's just that this invitation sword spell is too terrifying and extremely difficult to practice. Nowadays, there is only one person in the entire Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect who knows this spell. Who would have thought... Wu Shiyi can actually do it!

"You...how do you know this forbidden curse?" Jiang Ning said with a trembling voice.

He felt that he had overestimated Wu Shiyi enough, but unexpectedly, he still underestimated him.

Wu Shiyi's mouth was full of blood, but he still forced out a smile.

"I have told you that I am the most outstanding and youngest swordsman in the Jiuzhou Continent in the past hundred years..." As he said that, the light in his eyes skyrocketed again, and he raised his head and roared: "Please... please give me the gift of heaven."

sword!"

In an instant, dark clouds rolled over the sea of ​​life and death, and there were bursts of thunder. It was as if gods and demons were destroying the world, and it was a terrifying celestial phenomenon.

At the same time, in Dongjie City, the city closest to the Sea of ​​Life and Death, countless mortals were kneeling on their knees, muttering the words of immortals and Buddhas to bless them and save them from trouble.

"City Lord, something serious has happened. A strange phenomenon has appeared on the beach. There may be creatures in the restricted area causing chaos. Please order a strict defense and ask for help from the five courtyards and four sects!"

On the other side, there is a deserted Gobi desert with rolling sand.

Countless cliffs stand like sharp swords rising to the sky. They remain standing despite the wind, sand and rocks.

The strong wind passed by, the sand and stones rushed around, and one of the stone tablets submerged by the yellow sand was revealed.

There are scratches on the stone tablet and the surface is rough, showing its age, but what really catches the eye are the words engraved on it.

"The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect"

The four large characters with sharp sword intent are still dazzling even though the original vermilion has faded.

It is true that this place is the territory of one of the overlords of the Nine Provinces, the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect.


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