Chen Hai has heard about the prestigious Seven Arrows book for a long time.
According to rumors, this kind of spell can kill a powerful quasi-sage in just seven days.
However, although no abnormality was seen at the time when this kind of spell was cast, the backlash on luck was very serious.
Although the spell that Chen Hai is currently performing is based on the Seven-Day Curse, he has gained a lot of knowledge from the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book during the process of improvement.
Inspire.
After the thin needle transformed from anger pierced the left eye of the bloody villain, countless strange green flames began to emit from the villain's body.
When the needle condensed with the power of the Law of Resentment pierced the villain's right ear, the bone-eroding wind that was so black that it could be clearly seen with the naked eye began to wrap around the villain's body.
Seven emotions, seven tiny needles.
When each of the seven orifices of the bloody little man was pierced with a thin needle, the bloody little man who was standing upright in front of Chen Hai had sores on his head and pus on his soles, and fell straight up.
"The spell has been completed. According to my estimation, this spell will last for seven days after it works on Yi Changqing."
"In these seven days, the effect of the spell will become stronger day by day. Especially on the last day, the power of this spell will increase exponentially."
It is used to curse Yi Changqing. This is also an experimental process of Chen Hai. If the effect is average, then he will naturally need to take time to continue to improve the seven-needle saint-slaying technique.
"With Yi Changqing's strength, if he can survive this spell for seven days, then he is lucky!"
The fundamental purpose of the creation of this technique is to kill the beings above the quasi-sage.
Putting all the things together, some people will guess that there is something wrong with Yi Changqing. In fact, it is not surprising at all.
After all, with his current strength, if he really faced Yi Changqing in reality, even if he couldn't kill him instantly with one move, he would definitely be able to kill him easily without getting hurt.
After all, anyone who really knows him knows that on this Netherworld Island, he has been the second child for ten thousand years, which is an eternal pain in his heart.
For a quasi-sage powerhouse, one or two years is nothing, but in the past, as long as Yi Changqing was not in seclusion, he would go out for a few rounds every ten days and a half, and talk to him by the way.
The men had a few carnivals.
After casting this spell, I still don’t know whether I can successfully kill Yi Changqing...
Now, he doesn't seem to have any abnormality on the surface. If he fights with others, the wounds he suffered on his body will not be hidden from others at all.
He called the improved seven-day curse-killing technique the Seven-Needle Saint-Slaying Technique.
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"The matter of smelting the cave has been delayed for a lot of time. After the body recovers, we must seize the time and complete this matter as soon as possible."
He had not shown up for the past two years and was huddled in the main hall. He was doing everything as usual, but the hearts of his subordinates had begun to change.
"Welcome to the Great Elder!"
In the past two years since the incarnation of the three corpses was destroyed, although he had sent messages to the people below, he himself huddled in the hall behind him, never seeing anyone else and never taking a step out.
He originally stood up and stretched his body a little, then sat back on the futon.
Especially in the past six months, there have been many rumors about the incarnation of his great elder being destroyed and severely injured.
Since this technique was first developed, there must still be many shortcomings.
"The great elder is mighty and domineering, the best in the world!"
In such a short period of time, it would be impossible for him to fully recover from his injuries.
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"Great Elder, we have already given instructions for the draft to be held on the island as you told us."
"Whenever I'm in a good mood one day, I'll just curse him again!"
The dozen or so people in front of the main hall can all be regarded as Yi Changqing's absolute confidants.
Although it is said that after performing this technique, one's own luck will not suffer serious backlash, the damage to the body is still somewhat serious.
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On the giant island that serves as the residence in the Netherworld, the door of a palace that had been closed for almost a year or two slowly opened with a 'crack' sound.
"Everyone, be humble, be humble, do you understand?"
For Chen Hai, this is really a very heavy price to pay.
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Especially after the news of his son Yi Tianxing's death was reported back to the Netherworld Sect, Yi Changqing, who has been in seclusion and has not seen anyone at all, will inevitably make people suspicious.
"If you perform this technique once, it will take several days to recover. Who can bear such a huge hidden danger?"
The dozen or so people waiting at the entrance of the hall burst into laughter and fell to their knees on the ground.
Seeing that he was intact and didn't look injured at all, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Hai sighed and said to himself.
"The Great Immortal Evergreen, with boundless magical power..."
In addition, the three corpse incarnations that he originally sat in the sea area of Jinxia Island have not appeared for a long time.
The only advantage of using this technique to deal with enemies is that it is better to be hidden, and it can kill people silently without exposing oneself to the sight of some interested people.
With Chen Hai's current physical recovery power, he felt a little out of breath after performing the seven-needle saint-slaying technique.
The sounds of flattery and flattery kept coming and going, and even Yi Changqing himself couldn't help but blush when he heard the compliments.
The whole person was out of breath. Chen Hai took several deep breaths in succession before he could barely catch his breath.
"If this curse-killing technique continues to be improved, the side effects must be reduced."
He looked at his nose and heart with his eyes and nose, just like an old monk entering samadhi. Soon, his whole body fell into silence.
Although he knew those compliments were false, Yi Changqing still felt sweet in his heart after listening to them.
"These few days, just take a good rest in this cultivation hall."
As Yi Changqing's close subordinates, everyone was in a good mood and very happy when he finally emerged from the hall.
He himself estimated that within three to five days, his body might not be able to return to its prime.
"We talk about this every day, and others think we are bragging. How do others think of us?"
"In this land of the netherworld, even if I am really the best in terms of strength, you just need to understand in your own hearts."
"Yi Changqing's place, even if he is not directly cursed to death, I hope he can calm down for a while so that my place can be stable for a while."
Within the endless sea area, the sea of blood is rolling and the sky is filled with blood mist.
"You must be young and beautiful, but also strong. Although the requirements you put forward are a bit high, if you search the entire Netherworld Island, you will definitely be able to find a lot of such female cultivators!"
"After five days, all the selected show girls will be sent directly to you, elder?"
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A man with a goatee and dressed as a scribe stepped forward. He bowed respectfully to Yi Changqing and said.