To be honest, with Xia Ping's current strength, it is still a bit unrealistic to contend with the five great ancient sages. After all, the ancient sages who have understood the law of space are so powerful that they are not so easy to deal with.
Not to mention that there are five in this place, and it is even more incredible. If you care about it for a while, I am afraid that the gutter will capsize, but you are unlucky.
"Master, I think I can use the power of cursing the black coffin."
Qing Niu opened his mouth and said: "A random breath of curse released by the cursed black coffin is extremely terrifying, enough to make the saint fall into the boundless purgatory. If the master can borrow the power of cursing the black coffin, even a small part, then Yin It's easy to die these severely wounded ancient saints."
The reason it felt that it was able to deal with these illusion clan saints was because Xia Ping sealed the cursed black coffin, and perceiving the power of this secret treasure, he naturally knew how terrifying the cursed black coffin was.
"You are right, you can indeed use the power of cursing the black coffin to kill people with a knife."
Xia Ping squinted his eyes. Although the cursed black coffin was sealed by the creation ball and could not be moved randomly, he could still borrow the cursed breath leaked from the cursed black coffin.
These curses are extremely strange and terrifying. Fortunately, he has the blood of Hell Golden Crow and restrains all dark and unclean powers, so there is no need to worry about these curses hurting yourself.
At the same time, he can also control the power of these curses to attack the enemy.
"This dead cow is right. We can take the opportunity to sneak attack and infuse wisps of curse into these five ancient saints, causing him to fall into the Nine Nethers, his soul collapses, and his body is severely injured. When the time comes, these ancient saints will be destroyed. The saint is simply easy." The cat fairy said treacherously, and it is rare that it is consistent with Qingniu's advice.
If you can destroy these five ancient saints, you will surely get huge benefits.
Even if there is no way to destroy it, Xia Ping can easily escape without worrying about any harm.
This has long been invincible, and there is no reason not to do it.
"good."
Xia Ping mobilized the mana in his body, and when his thoughts moved, he immediately manipulated the creation ball, revealing a little flaw, and with a thud, the curse breath emanating from the cursed black coffin suddenly, like a shark touching blood, scrambled. Well out of this flaw.
"seal."
He knotted his hands, and the huge Hell Golden Crow's power gushed out of his body, condensed into hell runes, which completely enveloped these curse breaths in an instant.
Then he closed the creation ball again to prevent these curse breaths from leaking out.
And these cursed breaths are still rebellious under the hell rune, colliding like black monsters, but they are always sealed in the space cage condensed by the hell rune.
It can be said that the energy in the Hell Golden Crow is also something that can eliminate the power of curses and can be restrained.
If the real Hell Golden Crow appeared in this place, it would definitely be able to completely refine the cursed black coffin.
"Go ahead."
Xia Ping's eyes showed a glimmer of cold light, and with a light wave of his big hand, suddenly thousands of hell golden crow runes enveloping the cursed aura, silently, merged into the void, and blasted towards Minerva and other saints.
……
At this moment, Minerva is still negotiating with Sofia.
"How is it? Sophia, I can give you an hour to think about it, but if it takes more than an hour, you must give me a reply. Now I have no patience."
Minerva's eyes showed a chill.
The reason why he was patient with Sophia before and never used any violence was because there was the existence of the Illusion Clan Presbyterian Church above his head, and the ancient saints and the invincible saints suppressed it.
But now it's different. The ancestors of the Illusion Race have died seven or eighty eight, and no one can suppress him on the top of their heads. He is now the temporary leader of the Illusion Race.
Therefore, his current patience is not as good as before. If Sophia does not agree, he can only choose the Overlord to bow.
The other three ancient sages all watched from the wall, treating themselves as outsiders.
"you!"
Sophia's eyes showed a trace of anger, and she was about to say something.
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
In an instant, thousands of black light spots plunged into the deepest body of the five ancient saints, because the speed of this black point of view is too fast, the distance is too close, and there is no sound. They just escaped and lost. He had the vigilance he deserved, so he didn't react at all.
In just an instant, the hell rune enveloping the power of the curse was like a nail, and it was nailed into the bodies of these five ancient saints at once, like a bone gangrene.
"Who is it, who is pretending to be here, get out of me immediately?!"
A Tsing Yi sage yelled, frightened and angry. He had never expected such a thing to happen. It was obvious that there were five ancient sages in this place, but he didn't even notice that there were enemies in ambush around him.
His anger exploded, and he wished to catch the enemy who had shot suddenly and smash his body into pieces.
"what!"
At this moment, a black-clothed near ancient saint could not help screaming, because the power of the curse began to break out: "Damn, what is this? Why is there such a powerful death, resentment, devil, and yet Containing such a terrifying curse power, what the hell is this?"
He was horrified to find that the black light spots that entered his body immediately exploded, and terrible resentment, death, devil, curse and other strange powers entangled every corner of his body.
These cursing powers are like hell sickles, madly cutting the laws of space in his body, destroying every cell in his body, and even eroding his soul, causing him to fall into an endless abyss.
For a moment, he roared and roared, running the mana in his body, and his body was bumping everywhere like a ball, as if completely mad.
The power of that terrifying curse exploded, making him completely lose his mind, as if countless evil spirits were devouring the soul that bit him, pulling him into the endless abyss.
"Cursing the black coffin, this is the horrible curse power from cursing the black coffin, damn, shouldn't this be suppressed in the depths of the void by the ancestors? Why does this ominous power appear in this place? , Who is so cheap to use this kind of trick to trick us?"
A Tsing Yi saint is very familiar with this power, because he has been close to the inner temple of the treasure house and perceives the eerie and terrifying ability of cursing the black coffin at close range, which he will never forget.
But now this power actually appeared on his body, and he was immediately scared to death.
Once entangled by the power of such a curse, it will last a lifetime, like a bone gangrene, endlessly dying.
No one now knows the horror of cursing the black coffin better than him.