The curse that originally seemed mysterious to him became clear under the "Wang Zi Jue".
It’s not that he saw through the curse, but that the black skeleton was just emitting the aura of the curse.
If it were in the sealed world, perhaps nothing could be discovered, but this was the palm world, two different worlds, with unique auras, even a trace of it would be infinitely amplified.
Under the surveillance of the Heavenly Eye, Feng Qingyang could see it clearly and found the source of the spread. His pupils shrank and a golden light shone out, instantly locking onto the black skull a hundred feet away.
“It’s you!”
He didn't take the departure of the man in the bamboo hat to heart, but the black skeletons on the ground made him excited. If he could control the curse and cooperate with the zombies themselves, would his strength be able to reach a higher level
Thinking of this, his whole body shook, and the flesh and blood on his body fell off faster. It looked horrible, but no one in the crowd screamed or was shocked.
"Zombies are yin, which corresponds to all the darkness, resentment, and filth in the world. So this curse should be used by me!"
As soon as he said this, he raised his right hand and clasped his five fingers towards the void. A surge of suction force came from him. This time he used the corpse king bloodline in his body.
The Corpse King's bloodline has a devouring function. At this moment, under his stimulation, it is running wildly. When it comes into contact with the aura of curse emitted by the black skeleton, it is like being injected with chicken blood, as if it has suddenly found food after being hungry and thirsty for thousands of years.
"My ancestors have cursed the heavens and the earth, and even themselves. If not for this, they would not have been forcibly separated from the spiritual world and called themselves a separate world. This is resentment and hatred. We are of the same origin, so why do we have to fight each other?"
The whispering in my ear came again, and the blood-red vortex above the sky spun rapidly, and in an instant it turned into a beam of light, which was injected into the black skull a hundred feet away with a whoosh.
In a flash, the black ghost that was blown up by Feng Qingyang reappeared, but this time, the aura it exuded was countless times more terrifying than before.
Waves of roars came from the black ghost, and there was a dark-black beam of light shooting up into the sky. This beam of light seemed to be vague and seemed not to exist, but the aura it spread actually made the area within a hundred feet begin to melt!
Everything that existed melted away. The earth, the void, the palaces, everything that could be seen, even the void, collapsed under the erosion of this breath.
"This is the way of curse!"
At this point, even if everyone was a fool, they knew what kind of aura this black skeleton was emitting, and they all held up a protective shield and struggled to resist the approaching curse aura.
If the focus of the black spirit was not on Feng Qingyang, a simple spread of the impact would have killed countless people watching the battle. This is the power of the curse!
When the whispering fell into Feng Qingyang's ears, he felt his whole body of flesh and blood trembling. It was so terrifying, so powerful. His eyes passed over the black ghost and looked at the black skeleton on the ground.
"If my guess is correct, the one in front of the skeleton must be a super powerful person who sealed the world, and he was full of hatred for the world. If I were not a zombie and had some compatibility with the way of curse, I am afraid I would have fallen."
With a mutter, he turned his gaze back to the black spirit. However, this one glance made Feng Qingyang's soul jump, and he could not help but retreat quickly. As he retreated, the breath that had been swallowed and sucked by the corpse king's blood had healed the wounds on his body.
And the black ghost actually began to change. It was originally a puppet, but now it gave him the feeling that there was a living super powerful person standing opposite him.
Every move caters to certain rules and principles.
According to historical records, when the spirit world was first created, there was no distinction between sealed realms and controlling realms. Initially there were 3,001 spells, but the most evil and terrifying of them were forcibly stripped away and abandoned on the edge of the spirit world to become sealed realms.
It is precisely because of this that the people who seal the world have such a great hatred for those who control the world. In every war between the two worlds, the people who seal the world would cause countless deaths of those who control the world with just curses.
It is said that among the nine saints in the spiritual world, two are the controllers of the sealed world, but whether it is true or not, no one knows.
The Holy Lords rarely show up, so much so that some cultivators can only spend their entire lives living in their legends, even those great masters in the realm of Tao who have lived for more than ten thousand years.
At this moment, Hei Mei's body did not move, but his head turned around rarely. After looking at everything that had collapsed, he opened his mouth and sucked it all into his body.
At the same time, his cold eyes locked onto Feng Qingyang, a hint of resentment flashed in them. The power of the curse he absorbed made his belly grow instantly. From a distance, he looked like a pregnant woman in her tenth month of pregnancy.
"curse!"
A roar was heard, and the black ghost took a step and shot out from a hundred feet away to Feng Qingyang. His five fingers turned into claws, which were flashing with dark power of spells.
There is no denying that if you are hit by him, you will be seriously injured if not killed!
Feng Qingyang's body trembled. The black ghost was too fast. He could not force it to retreat. He could only face it head-on. Even so, he still did not compromise.
But he pinched a seal with his hand, covering the sky with one hand, and the blood demon's big seal appeared in an instant, covering the sky and the earth, submerging the black spirit in it. If an outsider saw it, he would find that Feng Qingyang had an absolute upper hand.
But only he himself knew the pain involved. Although the Blood Demon's Handprint was powerful, it had been tempered by him. Even a powerful person in the early stage of the Dao Transformation Realm would be seriously injured by this palm.
But at this moment, the feeling brought by the Blood Demon's handprint seemed to hit the void, like a mighty force hitting cotton, and the feeling of powerlessness made him groan.
As he was surprised, a sense of crisis emerged in his heart. Without thinking, he retreated another hundred feet at the critical moment. As soon as he stopped, he saw that the place where he had stood before turned into nothingness, and the powerful power of the curse swept in all directions.
This kind of magic was the first time that Feng Qingyang had fought against it, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of an effort. While thinking, he suddenly raised his right hand with a cold look and an indifferent expression.
"Transform into a demon!"
As soon as he said this, his retreating body suddenly stopped and he slashed forward. This slash instantly awakened the devil in his heart. Although it was just a simple slash, after integrating the magical power to transform into a devil, the terrifying power it displayed was earth-shaking!
One stroke created the sky, and another stroke created the earth!
A buzzing sound came from the void, and countless whispers appeared all around, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, all converging on this stroke and amplifying it to the extreme.
The humming sound spread, containing a kind of roaring majesty, which not only inspired his devilish heart, but also aroused the devilish intentions of all the cultivators present.
Although they have not awakened the devil's heart, they are demons after all. With these blessings, this stroke has reached an unprecedented peak.