Crackling!
creak—
Countless ghost beasts fluttered their wings and flew, like dark clouds all over the sky, coming overwhelmingly, and the distance was getting closer and closer.
And Zhang Yang, like a lone man under the dark clouds, dancing leisurely, under the background of strange energy, in the eyes of everyone, he is like a saint.
Everyone couldn't help feeling more devout in their hearts.
At this time, Zhang Yang was fully immersed in the singing, neither the approaching Siming beast herd nor the people behind him were in his eyes.
Zhang Yang took out the Ten Thousand Demon Banner with his hands in his hand, holding a strange formula in his hand, and typed out a few seals. In an instant, living souls were extracted from the banner one by one, totaling tens of thousands.
Woo—
Aww—
All of a sudden, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves filled my ears.
"Great Lord of the Underworld, please accept my sacrifice and grant me the power of the Great Curse."
rumbling—
Following Zhang Yang's words, the void above his head suddenly broke open, and it was as magnificent as a mirage, presenting a grand altar.
The altar is in the shape of a skull as a whole, with a pair of black eyes, which makes people feel chills in their hearts. And Zhang Yang happened to be standing in the direction of the skull's mouth.
The altar is so big that the zombie Zhang Yang, who is more than ten feet tall, is like a small black spot in it.
Aww—
Woo—
Amidst the shrill howls of ghosts, the tens of thousands of living souls evaporated in an instant, turning into clouds of white smoke and dissipating in the cauldron in front of the altar.
hum—
There seemed to be a clear sound, but it didn't seem to be, a strange force fluctuated.
Zhang Yang clasped the Jue and pointed at the Siming beasts with a peaceful expression on his face.
"In the name of the Lord of the Underworld, I curse you ugly creatures, you are not worthy of living in this world. I curse you, annihilate your soul, fall and die!"
Swish!
When these words came out, Zhang Yang felt that all the energy and consciousness in his body was drained instantly. A black light shot out from the mouth of the big skull behind him, and spread out instantly, covering the entire herd of Ming Siming beasts.
As soon as the Siming beast herd approached a certain distance, blue or white electric lights flashed on the bodies of those Luo Meidie, and the huge fleshy spines on their bodies squirmed, and began to gather into grids one by one.
At this moment, black light overwhelmed.
swish—
Like the lightest rhythm, the whole world was called to stop time, and it fell silent in an instant.
oh oh!
Woohoo!
Amidst the strange chants, the black light swept past, wherever it went, white mist came out of the Si Ming beast's body, it was the living soul that was drawn out, following the black light, Was drawn into the mouth of the skull.
There was not even a mournful cry, and the ghost beasts all over the sky suddenly lost their vitality, their eyes were loose, their bodies softened, and they fell towards the ground.
Crackling!
With a sound like raindrops, groups of ghost beasts fell to the ground one after another.
…
Just as the altar appeared, somewhere mysterious.
There are two old men, one with white hair and childlike face, holding a crutch; The two were concentrating on playing chess, when they suddenly attacked the table.
"Great Curse!"
"It turned out to be a big curse!"
"There is absolutely nothing wrong with this kind of fluctuation!"
The old man holding an iron crutch pinched his fingers and had a strange expression on his face.
"It's not in the fairy world, it seems to be in the lower world."
While talking, pinching fingers with one hand, and gently stroked his beard with the other hand, his brows became more and more wrinkled.
"Where is this place? It's not the fairy world, it's not the realm of comprehension! It's not even the world of primordial enlightenment... hiss—it seems to be..."
Halfway through the conversation, the two old men looked at each other.
"Could it be that those devils are causing the trouble again? The old man just pinched his fingers and calculated that the place where this great curse was performed was actually in the Underworld!" The old man Tieguai was full of surprise.
"Underworld? Isn't that the place where those demon bosses used to feed demons? Hmph! The barriers between the fairy world and the lower realm are so strong now, I'm afraid it would be difficult for them to descend." The bald old man snorted coldly.
"The Great Curse Technique was known as one of the three great thaumaturgies in the fairy world back then, but it was finally realized that this Great Curse Technique actually came from the Primordial Realm of the Upper Realm. To perform the Great Curse Technique, a sacrifice is required. Some people suspect that this Awakening a certain powerful existence in the dark, so the big curse is listed as a forbidden technique. Unexpectedly, someone in the lower world will perform this kind of thaumaturgy. We must stop him!"
"Stop it? Fellow Daoist was joking. You can't even go down to the lower realm, let alone stop it? Anyway, if you want to awaken those powerful existences in the dark, you must need a lot of sacrifices. The old man speculates that in It is impossible for the lower realm to meet these conditions. As long as he masters the great curse technique, this person will ascend to the fairy world, and he will eventually fall into our hands."
"Fellow daoists take things for granted! Don't underestimate the lower realms. Back then, when a witch barbarian appeared in the realm of comprehension, I had to wait until I was devastated. In the end, I used those forbidden objects and used some unsightly means to kill him. Beheading. If you are careless now, if there is an accident, it will not be the second Wuman, but an existence that is even more powerful than Wuman."
"Fellow Daoist, are you worrying too much?"
"Worried too much? Fellow Daoist, have you forgotten that the catastrophe in the fairy world is approaching? How do you know that the catastrophe in the fairy world should not be due to this matter?"
With a word from the old man Tieguai, the bald old man fell into deep thought.
"The affairs of the lower realm... Will the catastrophe in the fairy world be on the affairs of the lower realm?"
"Fellow daoist is confused! How can the great curse technique be dismissed with just a matter of the lower realm?" The old man Tieguai was full of anxiety. He paused for a while when he said this, thought for a while, and seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly asked: "Fellow Daoist, do you know why the great curse technique was listed as a forbidden technique by the elders in the fairy world?"
"This... the old man only knows that it is because when the great curse is cast, a sacrifice must be made to a certain existence in the underworld. Some people suspect that this may awaken a certain powerful existence in the underworld, and may bring a new wave to the entire fairy world. It’s a catastrophe. I don’t know the specifics. Does fellow Taoist know anything?”
"That's right! The old man once heard about this matter from the master." When the old man Tieguai said the word master, his face was full of respect.
The bald old man next to him also had a serious expression, extremely respectful.
Obviously, the ancestor of the old man Tieguai also had a high status in the fairy world.
"The ancestor of the family once said that his old man teamed up with several powerful people in the ancient fairy world to try to pry into some secrets of the upper world and the Hongmeng world. He failed, but happened to know that this great curse technique may have some Connection. That's why I'm extremely jealous. Even if I can't be sure, I'd rather believe it than believe it. Therefore, the family master and those powerful people jointly promoted to list the big curse as a forbidden technique. Practitioners, all will be beheaded, and there will be no future troubles." The old man Tieguai's tone was sonorous, and when he said the last sentence, he was full of killing intent.
"The Lord of the Underworld? But that archenemy of the Primordial Realm, the existence that makes the entire Upper Realm tremble?" The bald old man trembled.
The old man Tieguai nodded.
The two were silent for a while. The bald old man finally sighed:
"If it really is that existence, if he is awakened in the lower realm, it is really possible to crack it and enter my fairyland. In this way, the next disaster that is coming in the fairyland may really belong to this existence."
"That's right! Last time, I waited carelessly to make that witch man a climate, and brought disaster to my fairy world. This time, we must nip the disaster in its cradle." The old man Tieguai's tone was cold.
"However, the spatial barriers between the Three Realms are now strong, even if we join forces, it will be impossible to break through. What can we do?"
"Hahaha... Fellow Daoist, you got the picture! The barriers of the Three Realms are solid and cannot be opened by manpower, but it's not impossible to open them at all! At some special times, there are passages that can be opened." The old man Tieguai looked at the bald man with a smile. old man.
After all, the latter has extraordinary knowledge, just a little reminder, and immediately thought: "Fellow Daoist, you mean to use Lei Jie? But... the passage of Lei Jie is not stable, even if you and I do it ourselves, there is a danger of falling. Isn't this... too much?" Are you adventurous?"
The bald old man had some concerns.
"Hahaha! Now, Lei Jie is in the hands of you and my disciples. Let them take advantage of Lei Jie's opportunity and just send their avatars to the lower realms to accomplish things. We don't know what is going on in Siming Continent now. However, Cultivation Continent After the Wuman battle last time, several large spiritual veins have been completely destroyed by us, and it is impossible to give birth to a strong one. As long as you and my disciples send out clones and complete the task, even if they cannot return, we only need to give A few pills and a few immortal artifacts are enough to make up for their losses." The old man Tieguai suggested with a smile.
"That's great. Let's discuss which disciples we should send."
After the two old men finalized their ideas, they became obviously more relaxed and began to discuss the details.
…
This is a gloomy world, full of stones and gravel, without a trace of life, not even a trace of aura or yin in the air.
This is a world of extreme scarcity.
In the center of this world is a mountain with five peaks connected.
Compared with the surrounding dark world, this mountain is shining with dazzling light from time to time, and the light shining on each of the five mountain peaks is different.
The first one on the left hand side is shining brightly, like thousands of silver needles, which is the light of gold.
The second seat, with a dense cyan color and a strong breath of life, is the light of wood.
The third seat is blue and clear, with soft and moist air, just like the light of water.
The fourth seat, crimson all over the sky, jumping agilely, is the light of fire.
The fifth seat, billowing yellow like chaos, is the light of earth.
Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, mutually generate and restrain each other, and the five elements are great mountains.
In the lightning of the Five Elements Mountain, a talisman flashed with light, which was extremely dazzling.
boom-
hum—
Just as Zhang Yang performed the great curse technique and sacrificed his soul, the five-element mountain trembled and the rhythm was clear.
In a cramped space in the middle of the Five Elements Mountain, a thin figure was slightly numb with vicissitudes of life.
However, at the moment when the great curse was sung and the soul sacrifice was carried out, the numbness on this thin figure's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a fanatic expression.
"Ha ha!"
"Hahaha… "
The thin figure burst into laughter.
"The rhythm of the Great Curse is singing again!"
"The old man knows, the old man knows, no one can refuse the temptation of this powerful exercise, no one can refuse! Hahaha..."
"Lord of Primordial Mist, you old fellows, listen up, it is impossible for you to seal this old man here forever. You despicable fellows, you have a dignified appearance, but your heart is the most filthy."
"My Mingling lost to you, and I won't accept the loss! One day, I, Mingling, will definitely rush out of the Five Elements Mountain, and then turn your Hongmeng Realm and Immortal Realm upside down, and tear off your shoddy masks!"
The thin figure laughed wildly, his tone full of indignation.
I don't know how many years I have been suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain. In this space where there is no aura, no yin energy, and is completely depleted to the extreme, after so many years, it still cannot be calmed down, which shows how deep the resentment was back then.
The thin figure sat cross-legged in this small space.
hum—
With a rhythmic fluctuation, a huge altar appeared in front of him.
Looking at the appearance of this altar, it is exactly the same as the skull altar that appeared at Zhang Yang.
"My lord of the underworld, enjoy your sacrifice and give you the power to curse."
The slender figure suddenly became extremely serious, and with the magic arts in his hands, black beams of light shot into the skull altar.
Puff puff!
After a while, white smoke came out one after another, it was the living souls that were used as sacrifices.
The thin figure of the master of the underworld continuously squeezed the magic weapon in his hand, opened his mouth wide, and sucked all these living souls into his stomach like a dragon sucking water.
The inhalation of these living souls made his whole body's breath rise.
Then, the black light rolled back and brought back a large number of living souls. The thin figure was not polite, and it was another long dragon to absorb water.
His appetite was so great that these living souls entered his belly, as if there was no reaction, it was just that the breath was stronger.
Ming Ling sat cross-legged and began to exercise and refine.
…
silence!
In Si Ming Continent, everyone on the battlefield of the Hegeda Tribe was shocked.
Looking at the ghost beasts falling like raindrops from the sky, these powerful beings that were so magnificent just now and brought endless pressure to everyone were wiped out in the blink of an eye.
Even, no one knew what happened.
They only know one thing, that is, these ghost beasts were killed by the god Hegeda.
They watched helplessly that the God of Hegeda just squeezed a few spells and made a few strange poses, and then...these ghost beasts were all exterminated.
This is God!
This is the means only God can have!
At this moment, no one doubted Zhang Yang's combat effectiveness.
Even those high-level heroes who had also advanced to Mao Zong were overwhelmed by the shock!
For them, this kind of method is simply too appalling, and they have never heard of it.
Defeating the enemy with hand-to-hand, so chic, so freehand!
"God of Hegda!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"God of Hegda!"
"Wan Sheng!"
After the silence, shouts like the tide sounded.