Chapter 387 The Art of Cursing!

"I must let you wailing for seven days and seven nights before you die, so that the essence of your whole body will be sucked by me and become a mummified corpse!" Mrs. Ji shook her delicate body and went straight to Su Ming. At the moment of her arrival, the familiar figures seen in Su Ming's eyes were distorted, and she suddenly went straight to Su Ming from all directions.

At the same time, the colorful fog between heaven and earth surged, sweeping from all around and quickly condensed towards Su Ming. Mrs. Ji was the fastest, less than half a foot in front of Su Ming. When she raised her right hand, a black hairpin appeared in her hand, the moment she wanted to nail it into Su Ming's eyebrows.

Su Ming's turbid eyes were suddenly replaced by a trace of sarcasm at this moment. With the appearance of the sarcasm, it was a clear eye. At this moment, there was no desire for his appearance. Obviously, everything before was deliberately done by him. There was only one purpose, which led to Mrs. Ji closer and killed her

Mrs. Ji has many means. Su Ming is worried that she still has killing tricks, so he uses herself as a bait to draw her closer!

At the moment she saw the sarcasm in Su Ming's eyes, Mrs. Ji's expression changed greatly. She thumped in her heart and tried to retreat, but it was already too late. Su Ming's body suddenly took the previous step forward. In a blink of an eye, she came to Mrs. Ji in a blink of an eye Under the sudden impact of her body, it hit Mrs. Ji's chest.

Mrs. Ji's whole body trembled, and there was a click in her body. Her body rolled back, and the blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, showing a look of horror and shock, and a trace of panic, but before she waited for the roll back, Su Ming unfolded her horrible speed, caught up again, swept over, and kicked Mrs He spewed out a big mouth of blood, and his head was twisted... His body was thrown fiercely, but Su Ming frowned. He did not notice death on the woman, but became more and more alive... With a cold snort, Su Ming did not stop. After catching up again, he raised his right hand and clenched his fist towards the void The video game came, and at the moment when the five fingers of Su Ming's right hand were loosened... With the opening of the five fingers, the lightning suddenly condensed into a thunderball.

The thunder rolled, and the thunderball emitted a dazzling light in Su Ming's hand, which was suddenly pressed into Mrs. Ji's eyebrows by Su Ming.

With a loud bang, Mrs. Ji let out a sad scream, but the killing was not over. After Su Ming approached again, his left hand raised... Immediately, there was a whirlwind around quickly. After Mrs. Ji, the whirlwind turned rapidly, and flesh and blood flew... Blood splashed everywhere.

Mrs. Ji galloped back and was injured repeatedly. At this moment, she was about to resist. When Su Ming was approaching, his right hand pointed to the sky. Suddenly, the Hanshan bell in the distance suddenly shocked the bell.

The suddenness of the bell came into Mrs. Ji's ears, which made the woman's resistance slow down. At the moment when her mind was aroused and trembled, the blue light flashed in front of Su Ming's body... The blue light sword flashed out, and under the control of Su Ming's consciousness, it roared towards Mrs. Ji

In an instant, a large amount of blood flew out. As the little sword swept over, a head flew up... At this moment, it was night, the sky was full of moon high, and the man's head flew up and the blood was scattered.

But Su Ming's heart was not relaxed because Mrs. Ji's head flew up. Instead, with the head flying out, the sense of crisis suddenly increased. The moment his eyes shrank, he saw Mrs. Ji, who had lost her head. Her right hand suddenly raised and grabbed her. The separated head, the eyes of the skull showed madness and resentment, stared at Su Ming, and let out a sharp roar.

The roar formed a sound wave, setting off the ripples of the void. The strength of the sound wave was like a needle piercing Su Ming's ear, which made Su Ming's ears roar. While his body immediately retreated, his right hand drew several circles in front of him.

Each circle will reduce the power of sound and wave a lot, and each circle is a whirlwind. After several times, when Su Ming retreated more than 30 feet away, there was fresh blood in his ear. "Will every dementor sacrifice himself into immortality!" Su Ming's heart was gloomy, and he was not surprised that Mrs. Ji did not die, and so was the dementor boy he met that year.

For such an immortal body, it will have a miraculous effect, but the strength of Mrs. Ji in front of her is different from that of the dementor boy.

It seems that it is on the other party, not only dementor and so on.

Su Ming retreated and raised his right hand to the void of the mountain behind him. Immediately, in his cave in the mountain, the old man of the barbarian, the three spirits floating above his head turned into three faint rainbows, flying directly from the cave and rushed to Su Ming's right hand.

But at the moment when Su Ming summoned the spirit to disperse, Mrs. Ji took her own head and put it back on her neck. The flesh and blood grew rapidly. At the same time, Mrs. Ji raised her right hand, and a drop of blood suddenly appeared in the palm of her hand.

This blood does not belong to herself, but to Su Ming. It is a drop she secretly took from the blood sprayed by Su Ming before!

At this moment, she held the drop of blood and ignored the three beads that put pressure on Su Ming's rapid arrival behind her, and her eyes narrowed a gap.

"The Lord of Jiuli of the witch clan, at the ninth dawn after your birth... A wisp of accompanying power abandoned by you, this power incarnates into the shadow of heaven and earth, integrated into the trajectory of all things, all spirits have life and death, exist and dissipate, blessings... there is a curse!

With my flesh and blood, with my longevity, sacrifice the yin and famine of heaven and earth, and take this person's blood as a guide to seize this person's flesh and blood, curse!" Mrs. Ji's body withered rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a number of corpses, and she was even more aging in an instant. Her beautiful face became gray, and the wonderful-man's body was even more ugly.

With a bang in her right hand, the drop of blood belonging to Su Ming exploded, turned into a blood mist, and was suddenly sucked into her body along her seven orifices.

Mrs. Ji's eyes showed murderousness. This curse is the strongest skill in the dementor. Even this skill no longer belongs to the list of candles, but after the study of the number of generations of witches to cultivate the soul, it has developed powerful killing moves through some special means, together with psychics and foreshadowing people.

There are even rumors that this technique was not first created by the witches, but from some of the ancient years ago, some of the objects left at that time, some patterns painted, and then after people thought about it... it slowly developed into this technique.

This spiritual medium can be used, and the foreboding can be unfolded, but only the soul. The power is the most unpredictable! But not everyone can unfold it... And the formula of this technique is top secret in the witch clan. Only most of them have records, and most of them are incomplete. The complete curse only exists in the witch temple.

As Ji Yunhai, he can't get completeness, only incompleteness, but he accidentally got something left from the ancient years ago... With his natural talent, he figured out the method of curse, but he also buried the root of the disaster.

As for Mrs. Ji's curse, it comes from her husband Ji Yunhai. Unfortunately, in terms of his qualifications, he can only master the primary level. The sacrifice can only be the soul of Jiu Li, the ancestor of the witch clan. If Ji Yunhai is changed..., it can be sacrificed in the years when witches and barbarians do not The moment the man sucked away... Su Ming's body trembled suddenly, and his upper emptiness suddenly appeared a huge bloody vortex, which was so abrupt that it appeared in an instant and rotated quickly.

With its rotation, Su Ming immediately found that his body was solidified, limited to one foot, and could not leave. There were bursts of white gas scattered from his seven orifices... His body, which was quickly sucked by the vortex, was slowly withered, his hair was gray from the root, his flesh and blood... His vitality, everything, At this moment... I was constantly sucked away by the whirlpool.

Not only that, Su Ming also realized that his internal organs had also decayed, as if they were going to rot, and even the breath he exhaled was rotten.

Mrs. Ji, outside the whirlpool, looked gloomy, and it was also a big burden for her to use this skill. She had made a determination that after killing Su Ming, she would go back and leave no grass for the black crane.

"Enjoy the arrival of death, watch your flesh and blood wither, watch your life disperse little by little, watch yourself become a dead body, this is the end of you offending me!" Mrs. Ji's face was vicious, her voice was sharp, and her appearance was ugly and dry as bones.

"Noise!" A cold light flashed in Su Ming's eyes. Although the range was limited and there was only a ten-foot activity distance, Su Ming was not afraid. He had a means to leave here. In fact, he only needed to consume the power of the barbarians once, and he could get out of here.

But he didn't do this. This cursed power aroused Su Ming's strong interest. He raised his head, and in the passage of vitality and flesh, his eyes flashed, stared at the whirlpool, and ignored Mrs. Ji. He sat down here cross-legged and studied.

Seeing Su Ming's arrogant behavior, Mrs. Ji sneered with a deeper anger in her heart.

Time passed in a breath. After seven breaths, Su Ming's body had dried up. His eyes moved, and he faintly saw something from the whirlpool, but it was more puzzled. At this moment, the sky and the moon was high. Su Ming's eyes flashed. His right index finger was raised, put it on his mouth and bit The pupil was then applied to the right eye.

Bloody fire!

With the power of blood and fire, in exchange for vitality, it is used to make more time for his own research. Su Ming has a deep interest in this strange magic so far.

It is not the first time he has heard of the spell. In fact, in Wu Duo, he has heard the mysterious spell in the witch clan. Few people can master the spell, but now, it is the first time he has seen it. How can he give up this opportunity?

It was almost the moment when Su Ming's blood was burning. Outside Tianlan City, in the daily small-scale war between the witch and the barbarians, one had long hair, wore a white gown, and looked very elegant. He looked a little similar to Su Ming, with cruelty at the corners of his mouth. The smile harvested the life of a witch.

"Brother Yuefeng, when you return to the city after this war, your ranking should be in the top 60." Beside the man, he followed some barbarians, fighting with each other, and opened his mouth with a smile.

"I didn't think about this matter. It doesn't matter how much the specific ranking is. What I care about is the war of our barbarians." Yuefeng shook his head with some worries. His words and expressions immediately made the people around him in awe.

But at this time, Yuefeng's body suddenly trembled, and his heart was inexplicably a trace of mystery - and crisis. When he was about to check the surroundings, his face suddenly changed greatly and spewed out a mouthful of blood. In an instant, his face was as old as ten years old.

"Su Ming!! It's Su Ming!! He is casting the spell!!" The moon wind showed disbelief in his eyes, and he was shouting crazily in his heart.

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