"This is a blood curse."

Liujia Manor.

Old Ancestor Canglan looked at the clearly visible blood-colored talisman on Su Wan'er's arm, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.

When everyone around him heard the three words, their faces changed drastically.

Three days ago.

The danger of Canglan City is lifted.

A disciple of Taiyi Sword Sect, famous for his reputation as Canglan.

Even the ancestor Canglan, who had been in seclusion, was alarmed and took the initiative to go down the mountain to visit Qin Hao and others.

Qin Hao and his group were bothered by the blood-colored talisman on Su Wan'er's arm.

Today, when the ancestor Canglan came, they let the sword cultivator who had lived for more than 400 years and had a lot of knowledge, helping to take a look.

The answers obtained made everyone except Qin Hao worried.

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder what the blood curse is from?"

Although Qin Hao likes to read various books, it is the first time he has heard of the Blood Curse.

The ancestor Canglan slowly explained: "Return to fellow Daoist Qin, this blood demon curse is a curse developed by a branch of the blood demon in the thousand-year-old Huangtian Sect.

Anyone who is in the curse will be chased by the blood demon of Huangtian Sect. When the blood demon spell spreads from his arms to his heart, the blood mantra will explode, and the man who is in the curse will lose his mind and become an absolute madman."

When Qin Hao heard this, he suddenly realized that it was just a curse that only appeared a thousand years ago. No wonder I, Qin Hao, had not read it in ancient books. I have to go back and read more books of similar ages.

Su Wan'er, who was caught in the curse, had no sign of panic on her face, but instead looked calm.

She looked at Qin Hao with affection and said a little apologetically: "Senior Brother Qin, Shu Wan'er can't continue to serve you."

"I hope Senior Brother Qin can let Wan'er die on her own."

After avenging the Su family, Su Wan'er felt that she had nothing to carry.

The only thing I am sorry for is Senior Brother Qin.

clatter!

Qin Hao knocked Su Wan'er's head with the folding fan in his hand so angry.

"What are you talking about lies?"

Su Wan'er felt sweet and ashamed when she was knocked like this.

Senior Brother Qin was so kind to her, but she wanted to leave Senior Brother Qin.

"Fellow Daoist Canglan, I wonder if this blood curse can be lifted?"

Qin Hao then turned his attention to the ancestor Canglan.

"This mantra cannot be solved."

Old Ancestor Canglan paused and said, "But another way is to find a monk with higher cultivation than the man in the middle of the curse and transfer the curse to him."

hiss……

After hearing what Canglan's ancestor said, everyone subconsciously took a breath of cold air.

Such a curse is really cruel.

In the world of cultivation, there are usually only people with high cultivation level, and cultivators with low cultivation level will die for them.

But the Blood Curse is the opposite, no wonder everyone changes color after encountering it.

"This will be lifted?"

Qin Hao asked curiously.

Old Ancestor Canglan shook his head: "Of course it's not just that. Once the blood curse is transferred, both the person who was cursed or the person who was transferred will be greatly damaged."

"Thank you for your advice from fellow Daoist Canglan."

Qin Hao did not ask too much. Since there was a way to solve it, Qin Hao could naturally help Junior Sister Wan'er to lift the curse.

"We have been disturbed in Canglan City these days. Now it is time to return to Taiyi Sword Sect. You are destined to see you again."

Many forces in Canglan City thought differently when they heard this.

Some are happy and some are regretful, but on the surface, they still said respectfully:

"Young Master Qin was joking. If it weren't for Youth Qin, my Canglan City would have become a ruin."

After everyone exchanged greetings, they personally sent Taiyi Sword Sect and his group to leave Canglan City.

Qin Hao and others were about to leave on the crane when suddenly a blood cloud flew from the sky, covering the entire Canglan City.

A terrifying pressure instantly spread, making everyone breathless.

Especially the rich demonic energy emitted in the blood clouds made the monks in Canglan City change their faces.

Everyone, including Qin Hao, set their eyes on the blood clouds in the sky.

"This is the pressure of the powerful Nascent Soul power!"

Lord Fan said in horror.

The members of the Liu family subconsciously leaned against the disciples of Taiyi Sword Sect.

Qin Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the blood clouds in the sky. For some reason, feeling the strong murderous aura in the blood clouds, he felt a little excited in his heart.

There is even an urge to draw a sword and poke blood clouds.

Old Ancestor Canglan held back his inner fear and anxiety and stood up from the crowd and asked respectfully:

"I don't know which senior is here, but I'm sorry for your misfortune."

"snort!"

Accompanied by a cold snorkeling, an old man wearing a blood demon mask, thin and gray-haired, walked out from behind the blood clouds.

He just stood there and made people feel breathing hard and trembling all over.

The Qi-training monks present even had weak legs and fell to the ground.

Even the monks at the Dao Base Realm were in a mess and forced to stand there in one breath.

Only Qin Hao and Canglan's ancestor could still stand in place with a normal expression.

"I am the blood demon of Huangtian Sect. It is the son of you, the group of fish, who killed me - Xue Ti?"

The voice of the Blood Demon Futu was very low, but every word seemed to hit everyone's hearts.

The disciple of the Taoist base realm who could barely stand also bent down his legs, looking like he was about to kneel down to the ground.

As for those Qi-training monks, they all fainted.

Just when everyone was about to hold on, a bit of joking voice sounded.

"I thought the devils of the Huangtian Sect were all ruthless beasts, but I didn't expect that I also like to play the trick of the older ones."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivator who was still awake instantly felt that the pressure on his body had disappeared.

Qin Hao walked out slowly from the crowd.

Everyone looked at Qin Hao's thick back and felt a lot of emotion. Is this the true teaching of Taiyi Sword Sect?

Facing the old demon of Nascent Soul, he was still so calm and so calm...

“Huh…”

The Blood Demon Futu didn't expect that among these people, there was someone who could break the pressure he emitted casually. He was a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Although I have not understood the great way, the meaning of the Buddha has been fulfilled and is only one step away from the great way.

Ordinary Jindan monks will be frightened when facing the pressure they emit and dare not develop a desire to resist.

"Boy, who are you?"

brush!

Qin Hao swayed the folding fan in his hand and looked at the Blood Demon Futu with a smile: "Qin Hao, the true teaching of Taiyi Sword Sect."

A strong murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the Blood Demon Futu. He came to Canglan City today to avenge his son.

Secondly, in order to establish their authority, they declare to the world that their blood demons are vengeful. If they kill them, the only fate will be death!!!

The true teachings of Taiyi Sword Sect in front of him are now coming to his door. He is an evil demon heretic, but he is not unfair to bully the small one by one.

"If you want to be a hero, right? Then I will help you!!!"
Chapter completed!