On the black slate, seven monks in black robes recited at the same time, ancient and strange syllables, like some kind of drum, echoing in the air short and intensely. In the void, the cold aura began to breed. They were like snakes in the dark, exuding a terrifying aura everywhere.
On the altar of curse killing, a trace of black aura was like a living thing, twisting and climbing towards Qin Yu's phantom soul, and finally wrapped around him like a chain.
Qin Yu's empty soul face was completely distorted at this moment, and his eyes widened, revealing endless fear. He struggled hard, but he couldn't get rid of the black aura at all, they were getting tighter and tighter, and finally caught in Qin Yu's phantom soul, as if to tear him to pieces.
Four Seasons City, gymnasium training room.
"Ah!" Qin Yu roared in pain, his face flushed red, and the blue veins on his neck burst out like thick green snakes, rolling and twisting.
The pain emanating from his soul shattered his consciousness almost instantly. This pain was like pressing a live soul into a boiling oil pot, and the fire was burning at the bottom of the pot.
Qin Yu believes that his will is strong enough, but at this time he also feels that he will collapse at any time. And the most terrifying thing is that an extremely cold aura suddenly emerged from his soul, freezing the core of his entire soul, and he couldn't mobilize any power to fight back.
The outside is like frying with oil, the inside is like freezing ice, the extreme heat and extreme cold are all painful, and when the two are superimposed together, this pain is magnified to the extreme!
At this moment, above Qin Yu's soul, the purple crescent moon that was quietly shining suddenly burst into dazzling light, and the purple light rained down on the surface of Qin Yu's soul, instantly dousing most of the frying-like pain.
The moonlight is like a quiet flowing stream, bringing coolness to Qin Yu and pulling him back from the brink of collapse of consciousness.
But Ziyue can only offset the pain in Qin Yu's soul, the cold power inside, it can't do anything at all.
At most, this can only prolong Qin Yu's survival time, but in the end, he still can't escape, and his soul dissipates.
Suddenly, a trace of black aura emerged from Qin Yu's soul and stretched towards the purple moon above his head.
Ziyue trembled and made a humming sound, as if calling for something. In the sea of Qin Yu's dantian, the silent blue sun suddenly burst into endless rays of light.
hum—
A round of phantoms of the blue sun appeared in Qin Yu's soul space. It was mighty and mighty, representing the light in the world, and it was the nemesis of all darkness.
From Qin Yu's soul, the black breath that came out, let out a scream, and was purified in a blink of an eye.
The phantom light of the blue sun shines on Qin Yu's soul, directly penetrating the surface and reaching the deepest part of the soul.
A surge of heat suddenly surged, sweeping away all the cold and cold power entrenched in the core of Qin Yu's soul in an instant.
Swah—
Qin Yu opened his eyes, gasping for breath, his black robe was soaked with sweat, and there was no blood on his face.
Xianzong! Absolutely Xianzong!
Except for them, no one would take pains to kill him with such a terrifying curse. This time, thanks to Ziyue and Qingri, they could automatically resist and resolve their curse, otherwise Qin Yu would be sure that he would be lost.
Xianzong Secret Hall.
The Lord of the Buddha Kingdom looked at Qin Yu's virtual soul entangled by the power of the curse. Most of it has now turned black, which is a manifestation of the serious erosion of the power of the curse, and said lightly, "He is about to die."
As soon as the voice fell, Qin Yu's virtual soul trembled violently, and there was endless despair in his eyes, as if he had expected his own ending.
Ziyue's eyes suddenly brightened. After becoming the Great Elder of Jiutian Jingyuegong, she has rarely experienced such violent emotional ups and downs as she is today. But Qin Yu is different... Ning Ling's memory has been sealed, she is now Shen Yuanyin, the peerless genius that Jiutian Jingyue Palace secretly cultivated, and the successor of the future palace master. As Taishang Wangqingjue practiced deeper and deeper, the traces left on her body would be gradually erased until they disappeared completely.
Qin Yu is the only loophole, or an inevitable loophole. Although this loophole may not be able to break the seal, Ziyue cannot take risks. She put too much effort into Ning Ling, and the future of Jiutian Jingyue Palace was pinned on her. Killing Qin Yu, all hidden dangers and troubles will be completely dissipated, and everything will return to the right track.
Suddenly, Ziyue frowned, and she found that the black stained by Qin Yu's virtual soul subsided a little at this moment, and there was a clear ecstasy in her eyes.
"Lord, what's going on?"
The Lord of the Buddha's face was flat, "I didn't expect that this junior would have the trump card that can resist the power of curse killing, but this doesn't change anything, it will only allow him to endure more torture before death."
Sure enough, the seven men in black robes squeezed the magic formula at the same time, and a black gas burst out from the altar of curse killing, submerging into Qin Yu's illusory soul. It is like a spear that can pierce and destroy all obstacles.
Ziyue nodded, but for some reason, she felt a little uneasiness in her heart, and this feeling made her feel a little anxious.
"what!"
A shrill scream suddenly sounded in the secret hall, and the seven black-robed monks on the black stone slab burned with black flames on the surface of their bodies at the same time. This flame has no temperature, and it exudes an endless cold breath, but it can easily burn everything that has been contaminated into nothingness.
Because, this is the fire of backlash after the failure of the curse killing, and it is the punishment imposed on them by the curse killing altar. Even as the strongest, they cannot extinguish the fire of backlash, or they can do it, but at a great price.
The Lord of the Buddha's eyes was cold, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he quietly watched the seven black-robed monks, who were reduced to ashes in the black flame, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.
Ziyue's face was sinking like water, the chill poured out, and the void seemed to freeze.
The Nether Realm Lord said slowly, "It seems that you and I have indeed underestimated Qin Yu. He can grow to the point where he is today in such a short period of time, and he has become the ninth place on the Primordial Quiet List. bigger."
The Lord of the Buddha's voice was calm, "The Lord will order someone to investigate this matter. Since I want to kill Qin Yu, he will never survive. Ziyue, your favor will be postponed for a while, and the Lord will do it. "
Ziyue was annoyed, but she knew that the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom was more annoyed than her. The seven people who died today were all masters under the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom.
"Okay, I'll wait for news from the lord."
At this moment, Ziyue frowned slightly as if listening to something, and then raised her hand to a little in the void, and in the layers of waves, the letter Yujian flew out of it. She brought it over, and her divine sense penetrated into it. After a few breaths, her pupils shrank for a while, and she said solemnly: "Two adults, I seem to know why Qin Yu can resist the great curse."
She raised her hand and handed over the jade slip.
The Lord of the Buddha Kingdom and the Lord of the Nether Realm explored at the same time, and the record in the jade slip was the latest alchemy task released by Qin Yu from the Four Seasons Sect.
This task was nothing, what really caught their attention was what Qin Yu asked for, twenty-seven kinds of rewards.
"This is..." The Nether Realm Lord's eyes were bright, and a trace of a vast breath was revealed, like a giant mountain, supporting the sky and the ground.
It can make a supreme being unable to hold himself, causing the breath to leak out, and you can see how the mind is shaken.
The Lord of the Buddha Kingdom's eyes were indifferent. At this moment, the light flashed. He took a breath to calm down, "Soul Summoning Bell!"
Although Ziyue had already guessed, but now that it has been confirmed, she couldn't help it, and felt a shock.
You must know that this has disappeared for endless years. The soul is the strongest treasure. It is rumored that possessing it can go through reincarnation and the soul will not die. Obtaining the Soul Summoning Bell, to a certain extent, is equivalent to being the same as the strongest, and achieving immortality with the death of God.
Moreover, the most terrifying part of the Soul Summoning Bell is that it can make the owner reincarnate continuously, and the accumulation of countless reincarnations will make the cultivator's background extremely terrifying. This accumulated heritage will become deeper and deeper with the passage of time, and will eventually produce a terrifying transformation, helping the master to reach an incredible state.
What's more, the Soul Calling Bell has many other magical uses. If a superpower gets it and exerts the power of the Soul Calling Bell, the strength will skyrocket wildly.
Qin Yu, an ant from a mere exile, how could he get such a treasure!
Ziyue had to admit that at this moment, she felt a little jealous and a little uneasy.
Jealousy is easy to explain, but the unease is that Qin Yu often has the ability that she didn’t expect—it’s one time to practice the Hunyuan Yiqi Art to not die, one time to be ranked in the Primordial Quiet List, and one more time to have the Soul Summoning Bell!
There was a trace of anxiety in Ziyue's heart, and she vaguely felt that her decision to kill Qin Yu was the biggest mistake in her life. But in the blink of an eye, the thought was pushed into the bottom of her heart, her eyes were firm again, and there was only icy killing intent. The matter has come to this point, there is no way to undo it, Qin Yu can only die, and the dead will lose all threats.
"I want it!" The Lord of the Buddha said, his voice exuded an unprecedented scorching heat.
The Nether Realm Lord hesitated for a moment and nodded, "The Lord is the strongest in the Immortal Sect, and after obtaining the Soul Summoning Bell, it is enough to become an existence in the era of suppression. This seat has no opinion on this."
Ziyue bowed her head slightly and kept silent. Although she nominally has the status of the three giants of the Immortal Sect, the huge gap in strength between them is doomed to her ineligibility to intervene in the distribution of Soul Summoning Bells.
There was a trace of regret in my heart, but this regret soon turned into joy. The Lord of the Buddhist Land is known as the source of compassion, but the compassion in his eyes is very different from what the world understands.
Qin Yu has a soul-calling bell, which is the sure-killer of the lord of the Buddhist kingdom, and it must be before he completes his confession, otherwise even if he is killed, the soul-calling bell will disappear into the heaven and earth again. Condensed again.
As soon as Qin Yu died, she could all worry about it!
The eyes of the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom flickered, "The secret of the Soul Summoning Bell should only be known by my immortal sect in the world, so the matter of killing Qin Yu must not make a big deal, otherwise, once it is discovered, it will cause great waves."
"Indeed, this matter can only be done in secret, and it is best not to attract attention." The Nether Realm Lord knows very well that once the news of the Soul Summoning Bell is leaked, it will be enough to arouse the land of gods and demons, and all the powerful and supreme powers will fight for it with all their strength. . Especially, Qin Yu is now in the gymnasium, which is the territory of Ximen Gucheng.
The two looked at each other, and they could see the fear in each other's hearts. Ximen Gucheng is indeed one of the most terrifying people in the world. So far, there is no one who can force him to do his best, like a vast sea of stars!
Even if they are both supreme powerhouses, they are not absolutely sure, and it is naturally the best to have less twists and turns.
The Lord of the Buddha State said lightly: "Ziyue, it seems that this matter is ultimately up to you."
The Nether Realm Lord nodded, "This is indeed the best way."
Ziyue's eyes were cold, "Two adults, rest assured, I will kill him!"
Qin Yu, who was secretly thankful for escaping from the dead, never imagined that a big secret about him would be exposed because of a list of remunerations he released.
It's not Qin Yu's carelessness, it's really the method of Soul Summoning Bell's identification, which is recorded in the [Monster Feeding Secret Book], and the only correct version of the Monster Feeding Secret Book is in his hands.
An undercurrent appeared without warning, came from the darkness, and went straight to Qin Yu!