Chapter 1855 You guys, damn it!
Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand, and a line of blood passed through his palm.
He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the mana fluctuations, and his face gradually turned cold.
“You used the living soul to refine the Blood Evil Trap Formation?!”
He curled his fingers lightly, and the blood line that was originally invisible suddenly solidified, and the red mist exploded, and a A face full of hatred twisted and roared in the fog.
Taking a step forward, the blood threads traveling around his body instantly wrapped around his hands and feet, leaving black marks that looked like burnt marks.
The living soul is forcibly removed from the body and tortured using various cruel methods. The blood evil soul refined in this way has strong evil thoughts and a strong curse aura.
Then, countless such blood evil souls are twisted together like twists and turns into a thread as thin as a gossamer. It is said that it can imprison the monk's body and soul.
One evil soul rope can kill dozens or hundreds of people, and there are no less than ten blood lines surrounding Liu Qinghuan. I don’t know how many people these people have killed!
“You guys, damn it!”
Liu Qinghuan looked at Zigu coldly, and the other person's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly turned his head slightly, not daring to look at him.
Zigu Se fiercely shouted inwardly: "Daokui, you have no enmity with my seven brothers. Let's do this. As long as you surrender and hand over all the magic weapons and spiritual stones on your body, I will beg my elder brother "How about letting me go?" "
He sneered: "Why, I killed your brothers, and you forgot so quickly?"
Zi Gu Na Na couldn't say anything, but it was the man who was standing next to him. Xiu cursed loudly: "Fourth brother, what nonsense are you talking to him about? Since he doesn't know what's good and what's good, just kill him! Whoever is as tough-talking as him will not die in our hands in the end!"
Zigu felt bitter in his heart. His brothers were used to doing whatever they wanted. Outside the unsupervised Three Thousand Realms, even if they had heard of the name Dao Kui, they still didn't understand the meaning of it.
But he understands!
But he couldn't persuade the others. To put it bluntly, they were just a group of desperadoes, bloodthirsty and lawless.
Not to mention the Taoist priest they are facing now, even if the Taoist immortal is here, they dare to pounce on each other and take a bite of each other's flesh!
There was no turning back when the bow was fired. Now that the matter was over, the hesitation in Zigu's eyes receded and turned into a fierce look like a black abyss.
But Liu Qinghuan allowed the blood lines to shuttle around him, and his eyes swept over the other people one by one calmly.
In addition to the monk who was crushed to death by him at the beginning, there were four men and two women, each of whom was entangled with dense threads of cause and effect.
Especially the young man in red, the evil spirit on his body was so strong that it was almost substantive.
The man looked at him with a very uncomfortable look, as if he was weighing how much he was worth.
And Liu Qinghuan was also weighing the opponent's strength. The opponent held a strange-shaped scimitar in his hand, and when he waved it gently, it brought out a series of afterimages that were both ethereal and real.
A space magic weapon, and it is very likely to be the treasure of ancient times!
At this moment, the young man in red grinned: "Close the net!"
In an instant, the wind blew violently, as if thousands of fierce souls were screaming at the same time Crying, that sound can directly penetrate the mind and hit the soul!
All the flying blood lines also fell down. Liu Qinghuan's huge body seemed to be cut into millions of pieces, and his whole body was covered with blood lines.
“No!” Suddenly someone shouted: “The Soul Net has not fallen!”
Others were confused, but when they took a closer look, they couldn't help but feel a thump in their hearts!
In the past, those who were captured by them would most likely receive a huge impact from the screams of evil souls, ranging from losing their minds to losing their souls in severe cases.
But Liu Qinghuan seemed not to be affected at all. A faint white light appeared on the surface of his body. It was as thin as a layer of paper, but it blocked all blood lines within an inch.
At some point, he had a pen in his hand. The pen was as sharp as a knife and he easily cut the rope wrapped around his body. The blood lines were broken and scattered, and the resentful souls that were bound and imprisoned rose into the sky, flying around in a daze before realizing that they were free.
Then, their scarlet eyes looked at the person outside, and they immediately changed direction and rushed towards him!
"What's going on? Why does the evil spirit come back? Be careful, Lao Liu!"
The face of the male cultivator named Lao Liu changed drastically, he held out a black flag and slapped his palm violently He slapped his chest and sprayed a large mouthful of blood onto the flag.
While drawing spells quickly, he shouted loudly: "What are you doing, do you want to rebel? Come back to the soul flag!"
However, his harsh words seemed pale at this time Incomparably, the blood-fiend resentful souls suddenly lost control and let out shrill cries that were even more terrifying than before.
Life is painful, and death is painful. The most painful thing is that you can't live or die. You are being played with and driven by slavery.
All the torture and endless pain that has never seen the light of day found its source at this moment.
“Ahhhh~”
The evil souls’ overwhelming resentment completely erupted, making this extremely hot plain suddenly seem to fall into the cold winter, and even the lava lake gradually became covered with a layer of frost. layer of ice.
In just a few breaths, all resistance of Lao Liu was broken through and he was swallowed up by the endless black energy.
Others couldn't help but could only watch in stunned silence.
There were also evil souls coming to them, but not as many as Lao Liu - the evil soul array was refined by Lao Liu.
For a time, a group of ghosts danced wildly, covering the sky and the sun.
“Why did these evil spirits suddenly lose control?”
“They have become so strong, damn it!”
"No, they seem to be under the control of the Taoist leader, and the evil soul net rarely fails. Why did he break it so easily? Is he also a soul cultivator?"
Zigu couldn't think of it at first. I understand, but one thing suddenly occurred to me: Daokui cultivates the way of cause and effect.
The original words of the person who told him at that time were: 'The path of cause and effect is extremely difficult to cultivate, and many people can't even find the threshold. And what Daokui cultivates is not the ordinary way of cause and effect, but life and death - reincarnation - cause and effect, the three ways of unity. ’
He also secretly took a peek at Dao Kui’s accessories, including a ghost chi seal and a ghost head wooden plaque.
Zigu’s heart froze, and he lowered his head and looked at his feet.
There seemed to be nothing unusual about the cracked and cracked earth, but the frozen lava lake was gone, and so were the mountains and forests in the distance.
What replaced it was a towering and majestic palace. It was hidden in the mist and could not be seen clearly, but it made people feel afraid for no reason from the bottom of their hearts and did not dare to look further.
There seems to be a big river in front of the palace, but there is no sound of water flowing.
Zi Gu clenched the long sword in his hand and looked at where Liu Qinghuan was. Sure enough, the giant was gone, and even his brothers had disappeared.
The sky and the earth became gray, as if there was a layer of veil between them, and the surrounding fields were so empty that it made people feel panicked.
Suddenly, a burst of black air fell from the sky and landed behind him.
There were gentle and familiar footsteps. Zigu's heart tightened and he suddenly did not dare to look back.