You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 768: Blood Curse

Xuan Qing smoothed her long hair, dispelling the curiosity in her eyes.

There is no rush to find out what secrets he is hiding. It is like peeling an onion. After peeling off layer by layer, you will see the inside and the truth.

Yun Qinghan's body suddenly shook, and he woke up from the dream. A tangled look flashed in his eyes. He looked at the figure that looked like a banished immortal set off by the yin and yang energies, and became dazed. It turned out that he was not the only one hiding a secret...

Chang Qing didn't know what they were thinking. After being stimulated by the huge spiritual power of the Dao Consciousness Realm, his eyes were still blurry when he looked at Zhu Jiuyin. Through the yin and yang, he only saw the layer of black flames covering Zhu Jiuyin's body, which burned his gaze to ashes.

"It's not a simple flame, but it's not that scary either. It's a magical power simulated by the laws. All means can be used!"

"Not enough, this is not enough!" Chang Qing no longer had any scruples. The sea-like spiritual power in his body madly gathered towards his eyes. He wanted to see more!

The Yin and Yang energies were shaking violently, not because they could not bear it, but because the power of the Yin and Yang energies was constantly oppressing the eyes, and even broke through the barrier between the eyes and the main body, and projected directly onto the main body.

Black and white shot out from his pupils, piercing through the sky and earth, cutting through the darkness, and sinking into the void. A streak of bright red slid from the bottom of his eyes, and then, under Yun Qinghan's worried gaze, drops of blood and tears flowed continuously. Forcing the Yin-Yang Pupils to activate was also a test for his body.

Fortunately, the layer of black flame was broken, and he saw the ancestral blood flowing on each scale of Zhu Jiuyin, and the demonic characters that constituted Zhu Jiuyin under the scales.

Until he spied seventy-two veins flowing with demonic power, and the place where those seventy-two demonic veins converged was the life gate, that was where the life gate was!!

At the same time, Master Kong Xuan's vast amount of spiritual power was consumed in just a few breaths, which shows the brutality of this method. His body softened and fell from mid-air, but was caught and stabilized by a gust of fragrant wind.

Looking at the two conspicuous bloodstains on Changqing's cheeks, Yun Qinghan passed him a stream of wood-attributed spiritual power to prevent his Dharma body from dissolving.

His eyes were tightly closed, but Chang Qing was still shocked. Wood attribute spiritual power? He clearly remembered that Yun Qinghan was of gold attribute. Could it be...

He struggled to open his eyes, and saw a red glow in them. The clear jade-green amber eyes had long disappeared.

Yun Qinghan couldn't help but feel even more distressed. This guy was still so stubborn and didn't care about his own safety at all.

Chang Qing nodded to Yun Qinghan and was about to leave with a look of determination, but someone grabbed the corner of his clothes from behind:

"You will die~"

She saw something. After all, how could a Dharma body bleed?

"Thank you for your concern, senior sister. But I'm lucky, so that won't happen!" Chang Qing smiled and looked like he was going to do something insignificant. He was very relaxed, which was in stark contrast to the red in his eyes.

Seeing that Yun Qinghan was still unwilling to loosen the corner of her clothes, Chang Qing sighed, took off the pendant and earrings from her neck, and handed them to her: "I will come back to get these things, so don't lose them, Senior Sister."

After saying that, he slapped his chest, and the cyan-gold feather shattered. Violent demonic power surged into his empty body, which was several times stronger than Master Kong Xuan's demonic power. This time, there were more cracks on his body surface, and the roar of the black dragon on his clothes was louder. Fortunately, he managed to hold on, and his body was not blown up.

Rich demonic power spread from his body surface, even wrapping around Changqing's body. Those who didn't know would think that a demon king had taken advantage of the chaos to sneak in.

A corner of the bell was lifted up, and a ray of cyan-gold light penetrated the darkness and disappeared.

Yun Qinghan looked at the two objects in her hands. She understood that both of them were Changqing's secrets, otherwise he would never entrust them to her.

This means... at least this Changqing can't come back~

Just holding the two objects, she felt a sense of panic for no reason. She really hoped that it was just a Dharma image.

……

The gaze that was staring at this place was retracted at this moment. Shangguan Qiuying from the Yuhai League breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the cold tea beside her and took a big gulp.

"This guy finally made a move. I thought he was going to play dead like a thousand-year-old turtle. Well, now let's get to the point. I wonder what kind of surprise he can bring to the demon clan."

This attracted the attention of an old scholar who was admiring the flowers not far away. He spoke in a mysterious way without saying anything specific, which made me feel itchy.

This little girl is really good at keeping us in suspense!

Old Master, I no longer have the heart to appreciate the flowers. I just sit down again. Since a good show is about to begin, I will just be a spectator and wait for things to develop.

At the location of the Jiuxiao Wanjian Demon-Slaying Formation, the sheen on the surface of the defensive formation dimmed once again. If this continued, it would probably not last long.

The little fat man naturally didn't want to sit and wait for death, but... he only had one chance left. No matter whether it was the ancient sword intent or his own means, he only had one chance at most. Under Zhu Jiuyin's continuous attacks, he didn't believe that the Demon King's power was still abundant. He was waiting for the best opportunity to strike this final sword.

Now, having to endure the ridicule from hundreds of Demon Kings in Zhu Jiuyin's body, the little fat man could only endure it secretly.

Many powerful people also know that now is not the time to act on impulse, they can only wait.

The continuously falling tail of the snake caused the ground within a hundred miles around to shatter like a spider web, and even the entire ground was compacted. However, the little fat man forced himself to stay alert, looking at everything, with a sinking heart.

Suddenly, a frantic breath of life surged up behind him, which made the fat man's expression change suddenly. This kind of life opportunity appearing here was not a good thing.

I turned around in a hurry, and the thing I least wanted to see happened.

Among the powerful men who were originally severely injured, a few others seemed to have discussed it beforehand, and their life forces were flowing madly. Between their brows, as their fingertips slid, a mysterious rune began to flow.

Their bodies seemed to be opened by this rune, and their life essence leaked out. Within their sea of ​​​​qi, among the mist, countless condensed stars shattered, squeezing out terrifying spiritual power. They seemed to have their own plans.

But the rune between their eyebrows swayed like a mountain fire and looked extremely fragile, as if this was their fate. The light of the candle dared to compete with the sun and the moon!

"Reverse Blood Curse, you are crazy!!" the little fat man shouted anxiously.

The reverse blood curse is a forbidden technique that consumes one's own fate and vitality to forcibly restore to the peak state. Because it is a forbidden technique, the backlash effect is also very strong. At the least, the cultivation level will regress, and at the worst, the person will die on the spot. It is extremely terrifying.

On the other hand, looking at a few powerful men, they are obviously causing strange phenomena to brew in their sea of ​​qi. They are going to... self-destruct!

A young man with long hair smiled slightly: "Now the crisis is ahead, the demon tribe is tyrannical, if we continue, we will definitely lose, so why not let the few of us who are seriously injured use our last bit of strength to fight for a slight advantage for you!"

"No, this is absolutely not allowed. I am the commander of the main formation. I order you to stop!"

The little fat boy was imprisoned by spiritual power and could hardly move. He could only shout anxiously.

"Why not? The wise are respected. Although you are the leader's disciple, you are still a junior after all. Let the younger generation take the lead, which is proper!"

A rough laugh came from a distance...