Chapter 105 Curse

In the deep cave, Yang Yi didn't know where he had arrived in the cave now.

The strange wind swept Yang Yi in and fell into the cave, deep and dark. Fortunately, Yang Yi is also a master who has opened up the bloodlines of the sixth level of blood coagulation. His eyes flashed slightly and he could see everything in the cave clearly.

"I curse you, curse you with decay, curse you with chaotic minds, curse you with annihilation of souls..."

It was this creepy sound again. It was this sound that scared An Shitang, the dignified master of transformation, and fled in panic. However, in Yang Yi's opinion, this sound was indeed scary and terrifying, but apart from fear and fear, there seemed to be nothing special, but you could feel a little intimacy.

Yes, it's just that it's kindness. This sound is like a call from a relative, which makes Yang Yiqing unable to help but want to pursue the sound to find the source.

When Yang Yi handed over something, he looked closely and his heart couldn't help but jump.

What he stepped on was a corpse, which I don’t know how long it had been dead.

Yang Yi bowed his lower body slightly and looked at the corpse carefully. Judging from the costumes on the corpse, he was actually a monk from the Dragon Transformation Palace.

"This is a curse land. I believe that not only I have been caught in, but all these monks who have been caught in are dead!"

Yang Yi felt a chill in his heart, and he felt that this was a horrifying curse that could make the transformation masters escape in panic. No one could come out alive if he entered it.

When we moved forward, there were more and more corpses, and there were many more corpses. It seemed that they were committing suicide.

Moreover, although these corpses have been dead for countless years, or even thousands of years, there is still a strong aura of oppression. This shows that when these corpses are alive, their cultivation level is probably at the realm of transformation, and they are also masters in transformation.

But even with such a high level of cultivation, when you reach this curse land, you can only become a thick white bone.

"I curse you, curse you with decay, curse you with chaotic minds, curse you with annihilation of souls..."

This sound was another creepy, but it made Yang Yi feel a kind voice.

This is like a mystery, which makes people want to solve the mystery. What exactly makes Jung feel so intimate?

Following this sound, Yang Yi kept walking deeper, winding and winding. The more he went in, the clearer he could feel.

I don’t know how far I walked and how deep I went into the cave. At this time, Yang Yi’s eyes lit up. He actually walked out of the narrow passage and entered a wide cave.

"I curse you, curse you with decay, curse you with chaotic minds, curse you with annihilation of souls..."

The sound of the sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was right in front of you.

In this wide cave, there is only one stone platform, and above it, there is a huge skull.

Yes, this head is at least one or two times larger than an ordinary person, but it is not an ordinary color, but a faint golden luster.

"I curse you, curse you with decay, curse you with chaotic minds, curse you with annihilation of souls..."

These terrifying curses came from this head.

Yang Yi looked at his head and his whole body was shocked. At this moment, he did not feel fear or fear, but instead felt a deep sadness.

A deep sadness lingered in Yang Yi's heart. He didn't know why he felt sad when he saw this skull, as if this skull was the person he was closest to.

"Why? Why do I feel sad?"

Yang Yi's heart was extremely painful. This kind of sadness was irresistible and was sad from the bones.

"I curse you, curse you with decay, curse you with chaotic minds, curse you with annihilation of souls..."

This sound continued to sound in Yang Yi's mind.

"My child, someone has finally come, someone has finally come..."

Yang Yi was shocked suddenly, and a strange sound rang out in his mind, extremely old, but it made him feel kind.

"Don't be afraid, my child, you are still weak and far from underage. You are the child of our witch clan. I thought it would never be possible to see our child again, but I didn't expect that you came..."

"Who are you?"

Yang Yi looked around vigilantly.

"My child, I am dead, and all of our witch clans are dead. My child, but the inheritance of our witch clan cannot be broken. This is my head. Only the children of our witch clans can feel the inheritance. Child, you don't have to be sad, this is destined. The ancestor witch had already expected it back then... Child, come on, accept it, the art of curses, the root of my witch clan, the art of curses!"

The sound of the skull was intermittent, as if it was an incoherent old man, but Yang Yi had already understood that these words were said by this skull, or, in other words, they were said by this skull before his complete death. He seemed to have expected that he would come.

Yang Yi still feels intimate in a curse land that is awe-inspiring and scary. The reason is that Yang Yi is a witch, or Yang Yi has the body of the witch clan, and he has cultivated into the body of the Vajra and has the breath of the witch.

"I curse you, curse you with decay, curse you with chaotic minds, curse you with annihilation of souls... Child, you are the great child of our witch clan, and the only hope, accept it, this is the curse!"

The sound just now flashed in Yang Yi's mind, but the sound seemed to have endless mystery, bringing Yang Yi into a magical realm.

"The witch clan was born with the luck of heaven, but also with the luck of heaven. The curse technique and the immortal golden body are the two major means of the witch. Only the witch can practice the curse technique..."

Yang Yi's heart gradually became clear, and he began to understand the magical curse.

Just after Yang Yi accidentally fell into the curse land, the entire Tianyan Sect was furious as the Tianshan Cave was killed, and came to the Hualong Palace to raise an army to question the crime.

Eighteen cave masters died, and many official disciples of the Tianyan Sect also died. This loss was so furious that even the Tianyan Sect, which competed with the Hualong Palace.

In the hall of Hualong Palace, the elders of the elders gathered together, divided into several groups, and made constant noise.

"Yang Yi is lawless, and it has caused such a terrible relationship between Tianyan Sect and I, the Dragon Palace, to be so damn. It's really damn. Even if he is not dead in the curse, he will be arrested back to the sect and executed by the sect rules!" This is an elder with white hair.

"Hmph, Yang Yi's talent is a great blessing for me to transform the Dragon Palace. The sixth level of blood coagulation can destroy countless golden elixir masters in the Tianyan Sect. This is my luck for me to transform the Dragon Palace. Someone turned black and white and wanted to deal with Yang Yi. What is his intention to transform the Dragon Palace? His intention is to be punished!" Another elder stood up and retorted.

"you……"

These elders all argued for Yang Yi, a disciple who only had six levels of blood coagulation. They were all because Yang Yi did something earth-shaking and slaughtered the Tianshan Cave. Such methods and such courage really made people feel a little scared and surprised.

Some people appreciate and some people dislike it. This is human nature. However, with a public opinion, even if this matter is really a big deal, Yang Yi's name has been spread throughout all the monks and every corner of the world.
Chapter completed!