A drop of sweat rolled down his slightly pale cheeks. Zhan Changfeng seemed to feel the limits of his body for the first time in a long time. All his limbs were shouting to give up, and then became numb, relying only on his will to support his actions.
Qiu Wanzun was previously struck by purple-gold lightning that penetrated his body, injuring his flesh and bones. The explosion caused by the blood pill also overwhelmed him, and his movements became slower and slower. He thought he could no longer lift the long stick, but he still kept attacking.
The sticks and swords are against each other, there is no light and shadow, no burst of air, no strong power, just like two beginners fighting hard.
They all understand that each of them is truly at the end of the war.
Qiu Wanzun had no extra mood to think about anything else. His remaining consciousness was calm and firm, but he couldn't fall first!
Killed on the beach by the waves?
joke!
He must not fall first!
Then he died standing.
Zhan Changfeng used the last bit of energy to pull out the heavy sword. He had no strength to breathe out his vitality, no strength to move a finger, and he seemed to be standing there dead.
She was sitting in the Zi Mansion. A long time ago, she didn't know that this thing was called the Zi Mansion, which is where the soul and the sea of consciousness are. If she didn't control her body, she would follow Yi Changsheng in the same form as her consciousness. Others would see it.
Without her, she could see other people, or stay in Zi Mansion to rest.
At that time, the body and the Zi Mansion were more like their house, and she would not care about people and things that had nothing to do with Yi Changsheng, because the only person who was really related to her was Yi Changsheng. From beginning to end.
Zhan Changfeng was thinking that Yi Changsheng was sleeping beside him at this moment, so who took over this body while she was weak.
She saw the heavy sword still stained with Qiu Wanzun's blood being lifted up and placed on her neck. She didn't like this feeling. She or Yi Changsheng felt the same when they took control of their bodies, as if they were doing it themselves.
Now, it was clear to her that someone was trying to imprison her will.
A plain white hand held her wrist and stopped wiping her throat, and then a soft voice appeared in her ears.
"Can you hear what I'm talking about?" Lian Wei looked at her unconscious appearance and felt that something was wrong. This situation was really not like the emotional reaction that would occur when someone ascends to the realm of supernatural powers.
Zhan Changfeng was a little tired and didn't want to worry about the power that appeared inexplicably outside Zi Mansion for the time being. He lowered his eyebrows, smiled, picked up a piece of silk and wrapped it around his finger, pulling it slightly, "Does it hurt?"
"After you are gone, my only hobby is pursuing the unknown, but there are still so many people blocking the way, so I can't ignore them." Zhan Changfeng was lying on his side next to Yi Changsheng. She didn't need to sleep consciously, so she kept watching.
The eyebrows and eyes that were exactly the same as hers gradually became happy. He put his arms around her waist, put his hands on her forehead, and whispered, "No matter when you wake up, I will be there."
Zhan Changfeng stood up, opened her sleeves and robe, and opened the Eye of Nothingness above her head. In her right hand, she held a chessboard made of the Dragon Armor Divine Seal, and in her left hand, she held the seal condensed from the Nine Turns of Rebirth Art. She walked through the memory maze and came to Zi Mansion.
On the wall built with marginal soul power, the inexplicable power was like a net trying to imprison her.
She looked closely at the symbol flashing in the net, and it turned out to be a curse. No wonder she couldn't detect it before.
When she was gambling in Hanxue City, she met a gang that robbed her. Their second leader, Kan Quezi, was a famous curse master with weak abilities. The curse he placed on her was harmless, just to sense her location.
After tracking her down, the black-clothed monk she disguised as killed the first and second masters, and traded those people to the unworthy losers and sent them to prison.
She also read Kan Quezi's memory and used the curse-breaking method in it to remove the weak curse on her body.
However, this kind of curse is not something Kan Quezi can compare to.
Zhan Changfeng recalled Kan Quezi's memory and found a heart-moving curse.
This is a forbidden spell that Kan Quezi saw in an ancient book. It needs to be guided by the blood of the recipient, which can infinitely magnify the state of the realm of life and death when promoted to the realm of magical power, causing self-consciousness to collapse and even turn into a puppet.
There is no spellcasting or solution in Kanquezi's memory.
Zhan Changfeng thought of another thing. Kan Quezi had a sister, the round-faced woman who was scorned by the boss. In Kan Quezi's memory, her talent in curses was much higher than his.
These were the only two spell masters she met, and Kan Quezi saw that the ancient book was obtained from his sister.
At that time, Zhan Changfeng changed his face and knew that Kan Quezi and his sister were at odds over the inheritance of the spell. He wished that something would happen to the other party, so he handed over the whole family to the loser and did not kill his sister.
Also, if her own blood was used as a primer for this technique, there should be traces to follow, and she would not have been injured many times in total.
Recently, during the battle with Shuo Dan, my right shoulder was injured and bleeding.
A few drops fell to the ground.
At that time, the wound was serious and could not be healed with Yuanli. In addition, after the person left, the fighting room would clean up the traces of the battle, so she left directly.
Shuo Dan was one step behind her.
If the blood was obtained this time, then Shuo Dan did it after receiving temporary instructions, because before she took the initiative to challenge him, Shuo Dan could not have expected that the two would fight.
Or maybe after she left, Shuo Dan was still in the gap in the fighting room, and someone went in to do it. For example, Cha Yuanzi, who actively provoked her but failed to exit.
Kan Quezi's younger sister probably took refuge in the loser, and the loser again sided with Yu Shen.
Only Yuan Heng and Yu Shen could give Shuo Dan temporary instructions or make him turn a blind eye.
Che Yuanzi was a subordinate of Yuan Heng and the general stationed in Qin City. Qin City was right next to Baishan City under the jurisdiction of Yu Shen.
The direction is already clear.
Zhan Changfeng only thought for a few moments. Since she had Bai Hen's support, she would definitely oppose Yu Shen. However, this person could judge the situation so quickly and take action against her. He was also a decisive person.
She didn't know the solution to this curse, so she had no choice but to break it by force.
Zhan Changfeng protected the spiritual platform with golden lotus, turned his soul power into arrows, and used Hei Baizi as his soldiers to attack the curse.
In a dark stone room, smoking candles were lit at the four corners, and a cylindrical stone platform was placed in the center. It was full of weird and special symbols, and it was glowing with a flickering red light.
There are swords with powerful evil spirits placed in each of the eight directions on the stage. In the center is an inverted Bagua bronze mirror with a trace of dried blood on the surface.
"Candles shine in all directions, green smoke is the road, all spirits show signs, eight swords open the way, reverse the Eight Diagrams, one blood petition, where is the glory, where is the glory, where is life and death, what seems like me is not me, the cause of chaos..."
puff!
The cultivator who was chanting a mantra seemed to have been knocked away by some invisible force. His back hit the wall and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes panicked.
How. How could it be possible? It still doesn’t work?!
This person's fate is too tough. Originally, this blood curse did not require a knife, but when she performed it for the first time, she found that the blood curse affected her slightly at most and could not be applied to her. She seemed to be protected by something.
The second time she did it, she gritted her teeth and summoned countless blood-evil knives on the battlefield. If she got one of these blood-evil knives, she would be plagued with bad luck and her energy would be destroyed. However, she kept eight of them full.
Only then could he barely resist the person's protective weapon.
At that time, she probably knew something. The only thing that could resist the invasion of curses and blood evils was some kind of special magic weapon, talisman, or her own luck.
I felt the uneasiness when she was doing the method again. This uneasiness came from the bottom of my heart. It seemed that if I continued to do it, there would be backlash, involving cause and effect, so it couldn't be a magic weapon or talisman. It should be the person's luck, destiny, or even the person's luck that has the effect of protecting himself.
The flow of merit.
Either a person blessed by heaven and earth, or a person with the fate of an immortal, a Buddha or an emperor.
Dealing with these people is a taboo for curse masters, but the path of all spirits has been opened. If she does not continue to do so, the blood curse will be fulfilled on her.
There was no way she could retreat.
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