The black "whip" seems to be not smooth enough.
He slapped Mu Liuyun several times.
His skin was torn apart, and he howled miserably.
This pain cannot be endured by will.
Mu Liuyun considered himself a persevering person, but at this moment he couldn't control his instinctive groans and screams.
After the black whip whipped Mu Liuyun enough.
Only then did it fly high into the sky, shaking slightly.
The next moment, the whip turned into a long black sword.
Fly towards the ghouls in the valley.
Crackling!
Sparks of blue lightning exploded every now and then in every corner of the valley.
Lightning flashes every time.
There was a ghoul whose head fell to the ground.
Originally, even if the head of the ghoul was cut off, he would not necessarily die.
However, the ghouls who were cut by the black long sword would burn with clusters of blue flames.
The flame burned extremely fast, and in just a split second, the huge ghouls were reduced to ashes, falling into the soil one after another.
Xinglang was simply dumbstruck, staring at the stars.
Looking at Di Ming Jue is like looking at a supreme god.
And Mu Liuyun, who had finally recovered from the pain, saw this scene with a pale face and couldn't believe it.
"How is it possible? How could this be?"
"You have obviously been hit by the [Infinite Holy Curse], and it should be difficult for you to even stand up. How did you retain so much divine power?"
The last ghoul was burned to death by the blue flames.
The long black sword flies back to Di Ming Jue's hand, and slowly sinks into his body.
Di Ming Jue looks at Mu Liuyun, and sneers: "Who said that this gentleman has fallen into the [Infinite Sacred Curse]?"
"I clearly saw the [Infinite Holy Curse] triggering, and the power of the curse was imprinted on you..."
Mu Liuyun's voice stopped abruptly.
I saw Di Ming Jue took out a piece of paper from his bosom, lightly squeezed it between his fingers to play with, thoughtful.
The paper is actually a tiny painting.
The painting is a ferocious ghost.
But there are beautiful and colorful butterflies flying above the ghosts.
Stepping on the flowers in full bloom.
Because of the existence of butterflies and flowers, the originally ugly ghosts seemed gentle and kind.
This should have been just a very ordinary painting.
Mu Liuyun was also taken aback when he saw it, but soon realized something.
His eyes widened, and he screamed, "This is the [Infinite Small Light Curse]?! How is this possible? How could you have the [Infinite Small Light Curse]?!"
So it is! It turned out to be so!
Only the Infinite Small Light Mantra and the Great Light Mantra can counteract the effect of [Infinite Holy Mantra].
It's no wonder that Di Ming Jue got hit by the [Infinite Sacred Curse], but he is not injured at all.
But obviously even Li Weiran doesn't know how to cast [The Curse of Infinite Light], how did Di Ming Jue know
"Where did you come from this painting? Why are there still people in this world who can cast [The Curse of Infinite Light]?"
In fact, this question is also circling in Di Ming Jue's mind.
As for [Curse], almost everyone in Xiuxian Continent kept it secret.
Just like [Kagurashi] is everyone's taboo.
Di Ming Jue also wants to know why Muyan's third senior brother, Chu Moli, knew early on that Li Weiran and the others would use [Infinite Sacred Mantra]to deal with him.
I also thoughtfully prepared [Infinite Small Light Curse] for myself.
Who is Chu Moli
But now is not the time to pursue these.
Di Ming Jue puts away the drawing paper, and walks slowly towards Mu Liuyun: "Where is Li Weiran?"