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- Holding the book of doom, Han Jue began to curse the Seven Saints.
Five days later.
His lifespan began to plummet. Of course, compared to his lifespan, the rate of decline was extremely slow.
the other side.
The Seventh Saint who was practicing opened his eyes and frowned.
"The Lord of Darkness"
He was cursed by the Dark Lord before, but it ended in less than five days. This was the first time it lasted for five days, and the power of the curse began to skyrocket.
Will the Dark Lord take action against him?
Why is this?
Qi Daosheng looked at the golden bell in the temple, he suddenly thought of something and narrowed his eyes.
He thought of the speculations of the Dark Lord.
He suddenly realized.
"It turns out that you are the Dark Forbidden Lord, no wonder you can't be found no matter what, it seems that what the Taoist ancestor said is not false, the variable of the great wayThe Dark Forbidden Lord"
Qi Daosheng's eyes flickered, and he began to exercise his skills to resist.
The Lord of Darkness has a fierce reputation, so he has to be cautious.
After all, Chaos God and Zhunti are already lessons from the past.
In order to guard against the curse of the Dark Lord, he had already prepared.
The black robe fluttered, and strange rays of light spread out from the body of the Seven Saints, forming a halo that enveloped his body.
The power of the curse has been greatly weakened.
Seven Saints breathed a sigh of relief, showing a disdainful smile.
Want to rely on curses to traverse chaos?
How can it be!
Inside the Taoist temple.
Han Jue stared at his property panel and mail while cursing.
He has reduced his lifespan by three trillion years, and he still hasn't seen anything happen to the Seventh Daoist.
It's not easy!
Han Jue has never dared to underestimate the Qi Daosheng. This guy stretched his hand too far. It took 200,000 years to cultivate Zhou Fan, a chess piece. Who knows if he has other chess pieces.
No matter what, even if Dao Patriarch showed up today, Han Jue would have to get rid of Qi Dao Sheng.
Too arrogant!
Bullying my apprentice, and mocking me for not daring to make a move?
Han Jue cursed with all his strength.
Forty quadrillion years!
Fifty quadrillion years!
[Your enemy, the Seven Saints, has his heart broken because of your curse]
hehe!
That's it?
I thought you were a human-shaped karma bead!
Han Jue secretly ridiculed, how could such a treasure as the Karma Orb be from the mainland.
He continued to curse.
Six quadrillion years!
Seven thousand billion years!
Inside the hall.
The Seventh Saint's face was extremely gloomy, and his physical body was like a phantom, fluctuating constantly, as if it would be disillusioned at any time.
"Damn it, why is his curse so strong? Could it be that he sacrificed living beings? Could it be that he sacrificed the entire way of heaven?"
The Seventh Daoist muttered to himself, he looked up, and the way of heaven was still there.
He couldn't figure it out.
But it's not time to think about it.
no!
If this continues, he will step into the footsteps of Chaos God and Zhunti!
Boom!
The body of the Seven Saints exploded and dispersed in a puff of smoke.
Immediately afterwards, he reunited with his physical body, his face pale.
Seven Saints panicked.
While resisting the curse, he racked his brains to find a way.
At this moment, a gust of black wind swept into the hall, turning into a black shadow and falling in front of the Seventh Saint.
Seven Daosheng frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is your Excellency?"
Seeing the opponent turn into a black shadow, mysterious and strange, he subconsciously thought of the Dark Forbidden Lord.
The dark forbidden lord cursed him, and at the same time killed him with his real body?
The black shadow said: "You can't stop his curse."
he?
Seven Daosheng asked: "What is your relationship with the Dark Lord?"
The shadow replied: "It doesn't matter who I am, I'm here to remind you that you can't stop his curse power, if you wait any longer, you will die."
The Seven Saints were silent.
Hei Ying continued: "Death yourself, leave a trace of remnant soul, follow me, I can save you, and we will avenge the Dark Lord together in the future."
The Seventh Daoist said in a deep voice, "Joke, come with you?"
The shadow was silent.
The meat of the Seven Saints?? exploded again, and condensed the body again.
He is almost unable to hold on!
The black shadow said: "I am the demon god of curse. The Lord of Darkness has used my power of the Dao without permission. I will eliminate him. Only by following me can you avoid his curse!"
Cursed Demon God?
Chaos Demon God!
The pupils of Qi Dao Sheng suddenly dilated, he didn't expect that the curse can also become enlightened.
In his thinking, isn't the curse the way of cause and effect?
Another wave of violent curse power struck, Qi Daosheng knew that he had no time to hesitate, he immediately blew himself up, leaving a wisp of remnant soul flying towards the cursed demon god.
Cursing Demon God raised his hand, took the Seventh Daoist away, and then disappeared into the hall.
at the same time.
Han Jue felt that the power of the curse was absorbed by a strange force. This feeling was unprecedented. He then saw an email.
¡¾Your enemy curse demon god is absorbing your curse power¡¿
Curse the Demon God!
Han Jue stopped immediately.
This guy has been missing since he was born, but he didn't expect to find the Seventh Saint.
Fortunately, the email showed that the Seven Saints had passed away, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul.
Poor, a Daoist spirit who had planned for countless years, fell like this.
Han Jue asked in his heart: "Is the Curse Demon God my opponent?"
[Need to deduct 150 billion years of life, whether to continue]
continue!
¡¾Not yet¡¿
Han Jue followed up and asked: "Will it be dangerous if I go to rescue Zhou Fan now?"
[Three billion years of life need to be deducted, whether to continue]
continue!
¡¾Not available yet¡¿
Han Jue let out a long sigh of relief, and immediately entrusted the dream to Zhou Fan.
In the dream.
Zhou Fan opened his eyes and saw Han Jue. Instead of being surprised, he had a gloomy face.
Han Jue said, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Fan smiled and said: "It's nothing, Master, I just became a saint recently, when I go back, I must strengthen the hidden door!"
He looked smug, and became as high-spirited as before.
Han Jue was speechless, is this kid still acting here?
Too.
If it weren't for Han Jue's system, it really wouldn't be his situation.
Zhou Fan began to talk about his fortune without mentioning the Seventh Daoist, obviously because he didn't want Han Jue to worry about him.
The Seventh Daoist is really too powerful, and he can be able to prove the way and become a saint with a single hand, which is not something Han Jue can compare.
Zhou Fan didn't want to drag Han Jue into trouble.
For Han Jue, he only felt guilty.
After studying as a teacher for so many years, he has yet to repay Han Jue, and now he has caused such a big trouble.
Han Jue interrupted: "Quickly use the magic spell!"
Zhou Fan was stunned.
He instantly understood that the reason why Han Jue entrusted his dream was because he was in trouble.
He was moved in his heart.
"Master, you" Zhou Fan wanted to continue.
Han Juedao: "Hurry up!"
So much nonsense, maybe it will change later.
Han Jue could reversely summon all the disciples who had mastered the technique of inviting God back with the Invoke Divine Way, and he could not summon it alone, but now he is only saving Zhou Fan, and there is no need for such a big fanfare.
"I was"
"Sage of the Seven Paths, I know, he is gone!"
"ah?"
Zhou Fan was shocked.
Han Jue directly lifted the dream.
Soon, a black vortex appeared in front of him.
Han Jue stepped into it and came to Zhou Fan. They were covered by a big golden bell, and Zhou Fan was cast on the ground, unable to move.
Han Jue waved his sleeves, directly lifted Zhou Fan's restraint, and shattered the golden bell together.
The Seven Saints have already fled from the sky, and the formation left behind is naturally fragile. Of course, ordinary saints still cannot break the clock.
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