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Chapter seven hundred and seventh sensation(1/3)

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There were seventeen or eighteen people in the hall who were squeezing their headaches, bleeding from their seven orifices, and their facial features were twisted. They felt that their soul was severely damaged and fell to the ground.

The sudden scene made everyone else in the hall change their faces and they can't believe it.

"what happened?"

"Fifth Elder. What's wrong with you, Fifth Elder?"

"Seven Elders, seven Elders are Bintian."

"Blood King, is Lord Blood King dead?"

Suddenly, waves of horror sounded.

There was a big uproar in the hall, and no one could believe it.

The moment ago, everyone sat together and talked about the truth.

The next moment he suddenly died of a bad life.

This left the other elders without even time to react.

The figure in the fog in the middle rushed out in an instant, landing beside the fifth elder, put his palm on his wrist, and the true energy rushed out in an instant.

His face changed.

"The soul dissipates and the vitality is gone. How is this possible?"

Even if it was him, he was completely surprised.

This scene is unprecedented.

Even if you encounter a curse or a secret injury, you should be able to see the signs in advance, but there were no signs before, and everyone was like a normal person.

The body of the ancestor flashed and appeared in front of the seventh elder again. Not only that, hazy figures suddenly popped up from his body, and seventeen or eighteen figures suddenly emerged, and came to those figures who suddenly encountered disaster.

"It hurts, it hurts me so much!"

The seventh elder's face turned black and twisted together. He suddenly screamed, spitting blood, and he could not move at all.

The others also struggled in pain for a moment, and vomited blood on their mouths, and they could not die again.

The ancestor was furious, his eyes were cold, and terrible murderous intent was brewing in his eyes.

what is going on?

What exactly happened?

The other elders and disciples in the hall were all like this, their faces were shocked and incredible.

Some disciples showed a strong sense of fear.

···

Deep in the red fog.

The top of the broken mountain.

Qi Yun shot grass arrows one by one, and soon all the eighteen grass men were covered with grass arrows, and the oil lamps on their heads and feet were all extinguished in an instant.

He slowly exhaled his breath.

It's done.

I prayed for seven or eight days in a row.

Finally, the results were seen.

The Nailhead Seven Arrows is worthy of being Nailhead Seven Arrows.

However, the price he paid for was also high, and the long hair on his forehead became all gray.

He looked at the other names on the paper and thought to himself, paused temporarily, and put the entire altar into the holy land space.

He was going to see how Zihua's real man cursed was.

If it goes well, give these names to Zihua Real Person.

"Two seniors, let's go back first."

Qi Yun looked at the Giant Spirit and Xuanwu Venerable.

"good."

The two god kings nodded.

A group of people flew towards the direction of the Moon God Realm.

Half a day later, they arrived at the Death Domain.

In the courtyard, Zihua Zhenren walked back and forth with her footsteps, holding a wooden sword in her hand, and muttered something.

On the altar in front of him, three straw men were placed.

Each has a label on it.

The Blood God Ancestor, Ao Cangtian, Mogu.

Three grass men are the same size and do not move.

"Master, how many days have it been?"

Qi Yun asked.

After the last round of worship, Zihua Zhenren turned around and frowned slightly, saying, "What's wrong with it just two days?"

Qi Yun nodded slightly and smiled and said, "It's nothing. I have gotten some names here. Are you interested in cursing them together?"

He handed the papers to Zihua Real Man.

Zihua looked at it, frowned, and said, "What a mess. I'm going to play by myself. I don't have time to delay. The people I want to deal with are truly terror. If they are at the same level as me, if they come, the whole world will be destroyed!"

He threw the papers to Qi Yun again, turned around and continued to sing.

Qi Yun frowned and had no choice but to give up.

"Master, do you know any prescriptions that can increase your life span?"

Qi Yun asked.

"Prescription? Wait, I'll pass it to you a few."

True Man Zihua nodded slightly, and his spiritual sense moved, and he passed on several prescriptions to Qi Yun's mind.

Some intensive information suddenly appeared in Qi Yun's mind.

He nodded slightly, turned around and entered the holy earth space to start collecting materials.

There is no benefit here, at least there is enough precious medicine for him to use in his holy land space.

Soon, I found all the ingredients and put them in a large pot to start boiling.

After these materials were refined, he immediately began to strengthen them with a strengthening furnace. After strengthening them once, he began to replicate them in a large amount of replicated basins.

The medicine was copied one by one, and hundreds of copies were quickly copied.

After Qi Yun took a portion, he closed his eyes and refined it.

Pieces of dazzling light emitted, and soon the gray spots on his hair began to recover quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Half an hour later, it had completely turned black.

Not only that, Qi Yun also felt that his life span seemed to have increased a lot.

He opened his eyes, shining brightly, revealing a strange color.

Very strong effect.

Zihua Zhenren is worthy of being a powerful figure in the world of cultivation.

Qi Yun looked at the list in his hand and suddenly smiled.

Since the problem of life span has been solved, what else does he have to care about?

Just a crazy curse.

Regardless of whether there is a grudge or not, we will curse them all to death.

Thinking of him, he immediately got up and came to the front of the altar, tied up the straw man again, lit the oil lamp, and began to curse.

···

Time is fast.

The endless red mist outside was rolling.

More than half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

For more than half a month, Qi Yun and Zihua had never appeared.

Only the Old God King, Giant Spirit, and Xuanwu Master were acting in this land. In the past half a month, more and more humanoid creatures hatched out, and it was becoming more and more terrifying, and it was difficult to completely solve the problem with their strength.

Gradually, the three of them gathered together.
To be continued...
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