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Chapter 390 The Power of the Great Curse(1/2)

~.< Shuhai Pavilion >-~"Hahaha..."

The unrestrained laughter echoed in the dark and cramped world.

Ring ling ling ling ling …

With a crisp sound, five dazzling mountains, the first on the left emits a dazzling golden light like a needle, the second on the blue mist, the light of wood, the third on the third on the blue light of water, the fourth on the sky, the light of fire, and the fifth on the fifth on the light of rolling yellow earth.

The forces of metal, wood, water, fire and earth are mutually generated and restrained.

"It's another great curse! The junior in the lower world finally couldn't help but use the great curse again!"

"hiss--"

The Lord of the Underworld took a long breath, looking extremely comfortable.

But around him, there were clusters of misty white mist, which were the sacrificed souls, after entering this space, were melted into this mist.

"The power of the soul is so intoxicating! If you can enjoy this power of the soul more, it is not impossible for me to escape from it!"

The Lord of the Nether Spirit looked intoxicated, opened his mouth wide, and like a long dragon sucked water, drinking all the white mist around him.

...

The offerings were offered, and the most critical step was the following. Zhang Yang's heart couldn't help but snatch his face, but there was a calm expression on his face.

The magic trick was pointed at the divine monument from the sky.

"In the name of the Lord of the Underworld, I curse you. This divine monument from heaven, you do not distinguish between good and evil, and are not worthy of being an obstacle between the two realms. I curse you, the divine power has failed and the light is dim!"

Swish!

When this sentence was said, Zhang Yang felt that the energy and spiritual consciousness in his body were instantly drained. A black light ejected from the mouth of the skull behind him and directly injected into the divine monument from the sky in front of him.

Buzz —

The divine monument from heaven immediately emitted a burst of bright light, especially the eight big words "Divine monument from heaven. Forever, the evil ghosts" were even more dazzling as golden needles.

Sizzy—

Fried sounds like oil, and the black light emitted from the skull, under the dazzling light of these golden needles, immediately ~~-< Shuhai Pavilion >-Net. Updated first release~~~ was pierced, melting quickly like snow.

Zhang Yang's face suddenly changed color.

Is the Great Curse Technique going to fail?

...

"Um?"

At the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, the laughter of the Lord of the Underworld Spirit came to an abrupt end.

He looked up and above his head, like a mirage, it was illusory, and it was exactly the scene of Zhang Yang using the great curse technique.

When his eyes fell on the divine monument from heaven, the Lord of the Underworld changed suddenly and he screamed in surprise: "This... is the divine monument from heaven? How can this hateful junior cause trouble so much? It's just a small step of slashing zombie. It can actually provoke the divine monument from heaven?"

"Hmm? No! How could the power of this divine monument from heaven be so weak?"

The Lord of the Underworld suddenly discovered something and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, I don't know what happened to the divine monument in the sky, and my power seems to be unable to be exerted. If this is the case, it is not impossible for me to temporarily fail his divine power... I just don't know how the power of this junior's divine consciousness... Humph! If he can't persevere, he won't blame me!"

The Lord of the Underworld Spirit's face changed, and finally made up his mind and bit his teeth. He looked full of hatred: "Damn junior, I'm afraid all the soul power I absorbed these two times will be wasted! It's good to let you suffer some trouble."

The Lord of the Underworld Spirit made up his mind, but without hesitation, he continued to pinch the magic tricks in his hand and began to practice the martial arts.

...

Buzz —

The dazzling light of the divine monument from the sky continued to radiate. The black light column of the great curse quickly dissipated.

"Master God!"

Bu Feng and others were exclaiming in surprise.

The blood slave even burst out with muscle strength. He used the Savior Sword in his hand and made preparations for taking action if something was wrong.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, the huge skull altar behind me began to slowly become solid. In the two black eye sockets of the skull, there was a slight sliver of energy flowing, as if it was about to come back to life, giving people a very terrifying feeling.

Swish-

A large amount of black light ejected out, and the entire space was filled with this strange energy.

Zhang Yang only felt that his aura was weak. A large amount of spiritual power was venting violently. Even with Zhang Yang's spiritual power, he felt a little unbearable at this time.

Sizzy—

The dazzling light emitted by the divine monument from the sky was consuming the black light column emitted by the great curse. The black light column became thicker and thicker, and the black became richer, as if it was about to drip out ink.

Finally, the black light column began to gain the upper hand.

Swish-

It was like a dark curtain, swallowing the golden needles all over the sky one by one.

Sizzy—

When this dark curtain covered the divine monument from heaven, without Zhang Yang's reminder, Bu Feng and others immediately seized the opportunity, flashed their bodies, and a few streams of light instantly escaped from the divine monument from heaven.

Although the divine monument from heaven was buzzing, it was blocked by the dark curtain and did nothing.

"Go! Go farther!"

Fearing that something was wrong, Zhang Yang shouted and ordered.

Bu Feng and others executed Zhang Yang Feng like a god without any discount on his orders. Including the Blood Slave, they all flashed their bodies.

Swallows!

Several streams of light escaped from afar.

Zhang Yang looked at the distance similar, and when the power of his spiritual consciousness stopped, his body flashed, and he teleported away.

Then the golden wings spread out from behind and caught up with Bu Feng and others in front of him.

"Walk!"

Zhang Yang gave the order, and the few people fled thousands of miles without saying a word. When they turned around, they could still see that after the dark curtain had lost its source, they were finally quickly swallowed up by the divine monument from heaven.

The divine monument from heaven lost its target and its light gradually dimmed.

"call!"

Zhang Yang then let out a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately it was successful! However, this great curse was too ineffective. It even claimed to be one of the three great books in the fairy world. It turned out that it was just a name!"

...

At the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, the altar of the black skull had not completely disappeared. The Lord of the Underworld Spirit was so angry that he almost vomited blood when he heard Zhang Yang's words through this altar.

"Boy! That's the divine monument from heaven! Not to mention the fairy world, even in the Hongmeng world, there are probably not many people who dare to fight against the divine monument from heaven. Just with your pitifully weak spiritual sense, you can temporarily restrain the power of the divine monument from heaven, you should thank God! If it weren't for the deity, you would definitely be trapped there and you would never be able to get rid of it!"

Unfortunately, no one will hear the roar of the Lord of the Underworld.

After passing the divine monument from heaven, they are all in the soul abyss of the ghost cave. Zhang Yang did not care about anything else at this time and immediately sat cross-legged to cultivate his spiritual consciousness.

The great curse technique just now, especially when it was confronting the divine monument from heaven, was venting its consciousness like it was not enough for money. Now, Zhang Yang only felt that the sea of ​​consciousness was empty, and there were bursts of swelling and pain. It was extremely uncomfortable.

Blood slaves and Bu Feng stood loyally around and were responsible for the vigilance.

Zhang Yang was immersed in cultivation, and time passed quickly.

After a few days, Zhang Yang basically recovered his spiritual consciousness before he slowly stood up.

And in the past few days, the Blood Slaves and the others have been on high alert around them.

Only after feeling the fullness of the sea of ​​consciousness can Zhang Yang be basically relieved. He has not returned for thousands of years, so who knows what the outside world will be waiting for him?

Only by maintaining the best condition can you cope with the possible dangers.

Looking around, Zhang Yang soon discovered that the yin energy here was indeed affected by some influence than thousands of years ago, but the impact was not very large.

This is mainly because several continuous mountains in the Soul Abyss are all yin veins of good quality, which can exude yin energy.

Ao--

Woo--

Around, there are ghosts floating everywhere.

With the strength of a few people, they naturally do not take these ghosts seriously. Zhang Yang's Ten Thousand Demon Banner has also been sacrificed to a certain level, with its power and is infinitely close to the immortal weapon.

However, it seems that it is subject to some restrictions and has been unable to break through to the point of immortal artifacts.

Zhang Yang also knew that this was not a problem that could be solved by the number of living souls. Therefore, for the sake of saving time, the few people did not stop at all, relying on extremely fast escape speed. Before the surrounding ghosts reacted, they had already escaped far away, and had almost no action along the way, and had already escaped to the periphery of the Soul Abyss.

Whoosh —

In front, waves of magic power fluctuations and sounds of fighting came.

When I saw it, I saw two monks hunting and killing living souls there. These two monks were both disciples in the Qi Refining Stage, and they were not of high level of living souls and were very laborious.

Zhang Yang's figure flashed and he had already arrived at the two monks.
To be continued...
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