Chapter 85 Curse

The birth of a bone demon king ancestor gathered a strong momentum over the demon king valley. All the bone demons knelt down in fear and prayed in the direction of the king's ancestor.

Mu Zifeng easily came to the nearest mountain in the Demon King Valley. He looked down. There was a huge white-bone altar in the Demon King Valley, surrounded by nine three-meter-high demon kings guarding him. In the middle of the altar, there was a woman with purple gold light all over his body.

The woman is about the same size as Mu Zifeng, gently stirring six wings behind her back, and her long hair fluctuates five or six meters with the wind. The flame in the middle of her eyebrows seems to condense into crystals embedded there. Her ten fingers were like curved hooks, swallowing purple and gold.

"No, this bone demon king's ancestor is too powerful, far beyond my guess." Mu Zifeng's eyebrows moved and he was about to retreat. The bone demon king is equivalent to the practicing ancestor of human beings. His strength is extraordinary and his means are strange. If he is not careful, he will be found by the other party.

But as soon as he moved, the bone demon Wangzu in the valley seemed to feel it and actually opened his eyes and turned his head to look over. The eyes are like the purple starlight in the sky, even more dazzling.

Mu Zifeng's eyes seemed to be stabbed by a needle, and blood flowed out, and there was a roar in his mind. Fortunately, after hundreds of battles, he instinctively resisted and stimulated the qi and blood in his body, as heavy as mercury. My mind suddenly woke up and jumped a distance of nearly 300 meters. This more than ten days of practice has made great progress for him, especially the power of refining the purple star light every day, and his external power has broken through to 25,000 jin of great power. However, the blood exchange has not yet reached the peak, and it will take some time to break through to the Pannirvana.

"There is the most magnificent power in your flesh and blood. Stay and become the sacrifice of my ancestor. Then I will condense my body for you and make you the most loyal demon king of my king." The voice was crisp and pleasant, like a lark in the forest. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mu Zifeng would have felt that the other party was a stunning demon, but now he would only believe that she was an unforgiving demon.

The bone demon king's ancestor is very fast, with six wings inciting, instantaneous kilometers.

A strong death crisis enveloped his heart, and Mu Zifeng's potential completely burst out. Each time he raised his foot, it was a distance of more than 300 meters.

"Bomb."

The earth behind him exploded, and a huge palm print appeared, and a small hill was directly flattened. The fierce stone splashed everywhere with deadly power, and Mu Zifeng jumped into a valley. The strength of the other party is so terrible that such a long distance can flatten a hill with a palm. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have been suppressed by that palm.

"It's useless. You can't escape the pursuit of my ancestor no matter how you escape." The voice of the bone demon Wangzu has reached the sky. She relies on that flying martial arts, and her speed is three or four times faster than that of the normal innate ancestor.

A purple light flashed, and the bone demon Wangzu had stopped Mu Zifeng and blocked him in the huge valley. Mu Zifeng couldn't bear the breath on his body, which was ** naked murderous intention. At the beginning, the beheading king only restrained himself after a little temptation, so he could not really feel the power of his ancestors.

The poet's ancestor's method of becoming a soldier is more magical than shocking than fear. The most profound feeling given to Mu Zifeng by the bone demon Wangzu in front of him was fear. The other party's bent hook fingers seemed to scratch his head at any time.

"I have been practicing for more than 400 years and can finally see the sun again. If I want to kill all human beings, let's start the blood sacrifice from you." The bone demon Wangzu patted a palm, and a huge palm print formed, which condensed the power of heaven and earth within three miles.

The breath emitted by the innate palm of that move was at least 150,000 pounds of power. Mu Zifeng's whole body's hair exploded. He had no chance to escape, but only used his strength and threw it out with a roar. He was shaken out by that palm, and the invincible power fell on his body and had a huge force of more than 70,000 catties, shaking the breath in his body.

"Is there no way to escape this time?" Mu Zifeng couldn't control the qi and blood in his body, and his internal organs felt like they were torn apart.

"Well, it's better to be able to withstand the palm of my ancestor without dying, which shows that your potential in your flesh and blood is greater."

Mu Zifeng was locked by the momentum of the other party. He was slapped and had no resistance at this moment. When I saw a flower in front of me, I felt a fragrance in my nose.

"Drain your brain first." Five sharp congenital air penetrated into Mu Zifeng's head, as if the overall situation had been decided.

Mu Zifeng felt that the sky was dark, the heavy fatigue surged into his heart, and the spirit in his body was about to be pulled out.

At this moment, a little light flashed in Mu Zifeng's mind, which was like a source of power, constantly spewing magnificent power. The immortal figure that had disappeared for a long time appeared, and he was still sitting in the round sphere, but at this moment, his right palm gently waved, and the warm light shone, making Mu Zifeng return to heaven from hell in an instant.

"Innate is the source of power and the foundation of life. If you master the source of life, you can live long. A series of ideas poured into Mu Zifeng's mind, and the immortal figure seemed to be teaching some kind of truth.

Mu Zifeng was in a trance and his eyes were dull. Behind him appeared a tall figure, more than ten meters high, overlooking the bone demon king in front of him. His eyes were vicissitudes, and he stretched out his fingers to see the essence of the innate power drawn from the body of the bone demon king's ancestor.

"Ah..." The bone demon Wangzu screamed, and her soul was scratched like a knife, which made her miserable. She can clearly feel the passage of her life and the passage of power, but she can't stop it at all.

The immortal figure was scratched again, and the purple gold crystal in the heart of the bone demon Wangzu's eyebrows was directly deprived by him.

With a bang, the six wings behind the bone demon king in mid-air disappeared, and the breath on his body quickly weakened, and finally turned into a mortal, controlled by an invisible force and fell to the ground.

And the immortal figure penetrated into Mu Zifeng's eyebrows with the crystallization into a streamer.

"Who is that? What kind of means is that? I didn't even have the heart to resist. The source of my power has been deprived. Am I going to disappear in this world? The bone demon Wangzu trembled all over. The full flesh on her body was constantly drying and wrinkled, and the purple gold nobleness was gradually fading.

Mu Zifeng opened his eyes, and a clear understanding flowed in his mind, and a crystal flew out of his eyebrows. It was the purple gold blood bead condensed by the bone demon king's ancestor. The only difference is that the surface of the crystal in the middle of Mu Zifeng's eyebrows is hovering a dragon shadow, which is vivid and finally penetrates into the crystal and stays still.

Biting his finger, a drop of blood melted into the crystal, and there was immediately an extra blood light in the purple gold light. Mu Zifeng looked at the crystal in front of him and established a flesh-and-blood relationship with it.

"This is a curse in the Eight Laws of the Holy Church."

Because of the danger of death, the long-lost immortal figure appeared again. He not only helped Mu Zifeng resolve the crisis, but also taught him a curse.

Curse is not martial arts, but a kind of spiritual attack and will control.

Mu Zifeng's current power cannot cast this kind of curse, but he learned from that word that as long as he begins to practice the eight methods of the Holy Church, he can practice the so-called curse. The crystal in front of him was cursed by the immortal man, which was equivalent to controlling the bone demon king's ancestor.

At this moment, the bone demon Wangzu's hair is yellow, his eyes are lightless, his flesh and blood are dry, and bursts of gray dead air emerge from his body, and he will soon turn into a rotten skeleton.

Knowing the severity of the curse, Mu Zifeng was still shocked by the changes in front of him. He quickly flicked his finger, and the purple-gold blood bead flew back to the eyebrows of the bone demon king's ancestor, and the rich life energy poured into her body.

After a while, the decaying skeleton returned to its original state, but she curled up on the ground and trembled, and the bean-sized sweat on her face rolled down. The full flesh and blood on her body seemed to be experiencing thousands of knives, which made her painful.

"The stronger the hatred you have of me in your heart, the more powerful this curse will be. If you go through ten hours of curse, your mind will completely collapse. At that time, even if I wanted to spare your life, you couldn't live. I will take you away from this sleeping world and enter the upper world to practice in the future. Mu Zifeng said lightly that this curse is too vicious, and it would be better to use it less if he had no choice but to do so in the future.

The power of the eight methods of the holy church has first seen the tip of the iceberg, and Mu Zifeng is more yearning for promotion and training. Only when you become innate and complete the cultivation of the eight fists can you get the complete cultivation of the eight methods of the Holy Church.

"There is a great existence, supreme existence and invincible existence behind you. Who are you? You came from the upper world, and you can't have such a powerful power. Are you the blood descendant of those great gods?

The bone demon Wangzu asked tremblingly, making her convinced that it seemed impossible.

"Your power is stronger than me, but unfortunately you are just a skeleton evolved, and your life is given by mysterious existence. The world you live in is sealed by the great gods. As long as you stay here, one day you will be killed by this heaven and earth, because this rule of heaven and earth will not allow that kind of anti-sky existence. Mu Zifeng looked at her and sneered, "You can know about the great god. It seems that you have swallowed a lot of people who came down from the upper world in hundreds of years of practice. If you can get their memory, you should know what the upper world is, right?

The pain on the face of the bone demon Wangzu slowly weakened, and she seemed to know the irrevocable fate.

"You can evolve to the realm of Wangzu, which is already your limit. You can't break the shackles of the world, either sink forever here, or be killed by this world, leaving you only to enter the next cycle. But I can help you get out of here and gain more power. You are no longer leading more than 100,000 white bone demons, but millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of human people.

Mu Zifeng saw that she was no longer shivering and his whole body became very calm. He turned around and left. "If you figure it out, follow me."