And this "curse" also represents death.
Just as he was thinking, Zhan Wuji suddenly felt that his momentum was weakening!
"Pianya", senior brother, is he trying to drain his Yang Yuan away? !
Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji didn't have so many worries and said directly in his heart: "I want to practice, I want to practice."
He was about to pronounce the name of [Mahe Se] when he suddenly stopped. Based on his current situation, if he forcibly manages [Mahe Se], then the system will definitely send him a bunch more.
Yes, I can’t afford to gamble!
It is necessary to focus all the power on Xu Que as before, and then follow the system prompts to replenish the yang energy in Xu Que's body.
Zhan Wuji immediately said in his mind: "System, I want to practice. [Spiritual Eye Technique] can be controlled with one click."
This "Spiritual Eye Technique" is a method of refining Qi.
He has never used the [Netherworld Illusion-Breaking Mirror] since he got it.
But now, he doesn't have to spend a penny to practice this technique, let alone think about free gifts.
"Ding! The intelligent cultivation system will provide you with the best service! One-click control, intelligent updates! [Note: The host will not be able to control his body, please do not panic]
"Ding! It is detected that most of the Yang Yuan in the master's body has been taken away!"
"Ding! This system will restore your body functions as soon as possible."
Following the system announcements one after another, Zhan Wuji's body was instantly out of control.
Then, he saw that he was being controlled by the system and began to cast various mysterious spells.
"Seeking immortality!"
Zhan Wuji recognized it at a glance and was completely stunned.
Isn't this "Mo Gui" in front of me a 'Golden Immortal Monk' from the ghost clan?
Why does the system need to perform the 'immortal seeking method'?
Before he could figure out what happened, Zhan Wuji saw a look of shock on senior brother "Mo Gui"'s face.
The next second, Zhan Wuji followed the system's instructions and began to cast the "Book of Maha".
this city.
At the same time, behind the mansion.
The surface of the huge lake was as smooth as a mirror. The surface of the lake was blood red, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
There is no island in the lake, but in the middle of the lake, there is a huge black tree, which is as high as a hill.
This giant tree didn't have a single leaf, and its branches were dense, like a giant net, spreading out and covering the entire lake.
The branches are full of fruits of all sizes.
Each fruit seems to be carved out of crystal. Each fruit seems to be made up of beautiful pieces that may be big or small, thin, fat, thin, fat, thin, fat or thin. Made of a woman's head.
As the blood energy rises, the fruit also becomes red, like a shy woman having a sweet dream.
The bright light, like gems, is dotted on the branches, beautiful.
At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the blood pool under the tree.
Nine blood-red figures were twisting in the lake, their clothes rustling, like a blooming Manzhushahua, like a creature trapped in the lake, desperately trying to break free from the blood pool.
There was deathly silence in the blood pool, and the thick blood was extremely heavy. No matter how they moved, the nine figures were just swimming at the bottom of the lake, unable to break out of the water at all.
Two ghost fairies stood by the lake.
They were wearing black armor, and black smoke was lingering in the black armor. They looked at the nine figures below and sighed softly: "These nine guys are all descendants of the ancestral tree. They should have been bright, but they are not." It’s really sad to think that he would be refined into a weapon spirit by that human race!”
"That human race was caught by the City Lord himself. Now, he is very angry with the City Lord and is being tortured."
"It's a pity that we loose immortals only serve this ancestral tree. Otherwise, they will also punish that human race and let out a bad breath!"
His friend said: "Don't worry, the city lord will slowly torture that human race."
"That human race will still be alive for a while."
"Perhaps we will also have the opportunity to torture them with our own hands!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic and noble figure walked over from a distance.
Her dress was gorgeous and layered. Her long silver hair was tied up high, exuding bright light. She wore a small pearl crown on her head, which made her dark eyes even colder, noble and elegant.
This "Pian Ya" is the city lord!
The two ghost fairies immediately stopped talking and bowed with great respect: "See the City Lord!"
"Pian Ya" nodded slightly and walked towards the lake.
The two ghost fairies immediately stepped aside and lowered their heads, waiting for the city lord's order.
"Pian Ya" came to the lake. There was a sea of blood in front of her, but she didn't stop and stepped on the lake.
The lake water remained motionless, and "Pian Ya"'s figure disappeared instantly and appeared at the bottom of the lake.
Endless blood surged out at this moment.
A familiar cold air came over him, quickly making up for the loss during his torture.
Nine blood-red figures, like ghosts, shuttled through the sea of blood, roaring, trying to break free and escape from this place.
"Pian Ya" put his hands behind his back, silently watching the nine sword spirits.
He was very close to the sword spirit, but none of the nine sword spirits noticed him.
His dark eyes stared at the nine unusually young heirs.
This is the descendant of the ancestor of the Ghost Clan, and it is also his natal sword.
When she thought of this, "Pian Ya" felt a chill in her heart, and the nine sword spirits disappeared instantly and were included in her space ring.
The connection between the [Inanimate Realm] and the outside world is always open.
That human being will be able to break out soon.
He would never appear if that human didn't take action.
He didn't let the human race go on purpose, but the human race used his own ability to escape...
However, he can come out of the Netherworld as a human race, but he cannot bring a descendant of the ghost race with him!
He will carry these nine heirs with him.
If that human race really dares to rob it, he will never show mercy.
We must capture that human race and make him unable to survive or die!
While he was thinking about it, "Pian Ya" had disappeared.
A moment later, the gorgeous long dress swept over the cold floor tiles with billowing black air.
There was a green light in front of him, and a three-legged furnace stood in the center of the courtyard, burning rich incense. As the flame rose, a cold and strange aroma slowly spread, like countless ghosts. Waving its fangs, it enveloped the entire courtyard.
The ghost fairy outside the door knelt down silently: "City Lord!"
"Pian Ya" nodded lightly and stepped into the room.
I saw that the room was littered with black mist and ghost fairies everywhere.
The ghost fairies all closed their eyes tightly and breathed evenly. They were obviously asleep and had not woken up.
