Chapter 1041: Powerful curse

Chapter 39—The Powerful Curse
The original Jokhang Holy Land!
The haze billowed to the sky, and all the mountains, rivers, and palaces in the Jokhang Holy Land were shattered.
The disciples in the Jokhang Holy Land are also almost extinct.
More than twenty immortals, together with a group of strong men in this world, are now besieging the evil Yang Zhijiu.
"Hahahahaha, just in this form, you can't help me, what if I become evil for the second time?" The dark Yang Zhijiu Xie said with a smile.
The faces of the fairies sank.
"Everyone, the group of immortals!" Kong Daoqiu said solemnly.
A group of immortals belonged to major forces, but facing Yang Zhijiu at this moment, they could only nod their heads.
Suddenly, everyone surrounded Yang Zhijiu, each spurring spells to cast an immortal formation.
"Humph!" Yang Zhijiu let out a cold snort.
"Lian Shen, lend me strength!" Yang Zhijiu shouted.
"Om!"
The Wanmiao Demon Lotus on top of Yang Zhijiu's head suddenly dropped a jet of pitch black energy and quickly poured it into Yang Zhijiu's body.
"Ka Ka Ka!" Two huge horns slowly emerged from the top of Yang Zhijiu's head.
The faces of the fairies sank.
"Everyone!" Yun Xin called out suddenly.
Everyone looked.
"The Wonderful Demon Lotus does not have much power in itself. It must need a puppet. The Wonderful Demon Lotus is extremely strong and has no evil intentions. Back then, no one was able to destroy it, and the Great Master immortal killed it. The Wonderful Demon Lotus that loses the puppet is not a big threat. As long as the puppet is destroyed, as long as Yang Zhiji died, we will be considered successful!" Yun Xin shouted.
"Kill Yang Zhijiu!" Suddenly another fairy shouted.
"Qunxian formation, kill!" Kong Daoqiu shouted loudly.
"Looking for death!" Yang Zhijiu said coldly, who had become evil again.
"boom!"
Dazhen Dynasty, Yanjing, inside the palace. Within a courtyard.
The huge courtyard was emptied, and a large camp was set up. There was a high platform above the large camp and a grass man on the high platform. The Cao Ren wrote ‘Yang Zhi Nine’ and his birth date.
There is a lamp on the head of the grass man, and a lamp on the foot.
Yan Chuan carried Meow Meow on his shoulders, standing outside the high platform, looking at the mirror of the "image" of Yang Zhijiu in Zi Zijiang's hand, shaking at the grass man, the image fell into the grass man.
Putting down the mirror, Zizi's feet stepped on the number of the guns and burned with the seal of the book. Then, Zizi bowed to the grass man three respectfully!
"Meow, it's this again!" Meow said with a daze.
In the distance, after finishing everything, Zizi retreated from the high platform.
"Okay, starting from today! Three times a day, after 21 days, his soul will be scattered by me, I will be able to crucify the grass man, and then Yang Zhijiu will die too!" Zizi laughed Tao.
"This nail-headed seven arrows book is indeed evil!" Yan Chuan nodded.
The original Jokhang Holy Land!
"Roar! Fairy? Didn't you pinch it in my hand?" Yang Zhijiu, who was full of evil spirits, exclaimed with excitement.
Yang Zhijiu's dark palms were pinching an immortal's neck, as if Yang Zhijiu would be pinched to death in a blink of an eye.
Yang Zhijiu's other hand stretched out to the rear, forming a huge spherical shield around him, protecting himself inside, allowing the external immortals to attack in anger, but unable to break through the shield.
The immortal who was pinched by his throat seemed to be locked in his cultivation, unable to move.
"Hahahaha, die!" Yang Zhi Jiuxie smiled.
Just as he was about to pinch the fairy in front of him, Yang Zhijiu suddenly trembled.
"Om!"
Under a tremor, the surrounding shield suddenly loosened, and a large number of immortal magic attacked Yang Zhijiu's body.
"boom!"
The immortal who was pinched also escaped.
Yang Zhijiu was beaten out by a group of immortals, but he didn't suffer much injury.
"How could this be? Why did I suddenly get distracted? It must be an illusion, an illusion, you group of grasshoppers, die for me!" Yang Zhijiu's eyes rushed into the group of immortals again.
Dazhen Palace.
Zi Zi once again burned the talisman seal. Three bows to the grass man again!
Once again, Yang Zhijiu saw that he was about to succeed, suddenly his spirits shook.
"boom!"
Once again, a group of immortals turned their dangers to death.
"Asshole, what's the matter with me?" Yang Zhi Jiujiao was angrily.
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In this way, the battle lasted three days and three nights.
Among the immortals, someone finally found something was wrong.
"It seems that someone is helping us!" Meng Sansheng's expression suddenly moved.
"Huh?" The immortals looked at Meng Sansheng unexpectedly.
"Have you found that every time Yang Zhijiu passes for a period of time, he will have a nerve?" Meng said in a deep voice three times.
"Yes, I almost finished it earlier. Did seniors secretly help?"
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The immortals who hadn't seen hope before, suddenly looked up, there are experts to help, and experts to help?
Suddenly, everyone saw the light, and their hands became harder.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"………………
After fighting for five days, Yang Zhijiu was in a trance again and again, making Yang Zhijiu more anxious.
"Lian Shen, why am I like this? My spirit doesn't seem to be concentrated at first!" Yang Zhijiu finally asked for help from Lian Shen.
"Wait again, I will help you calculate!" The voice of the lotus came from the Wanmiao Demon Lotus.
"Good!" Yang Zhijiu nodded.
"Boom!" "Boom!"………………
In the fight against the immortals, although Yang Zhijiu had many advantages, he always lost the chain at critical times, making Yang Zhijiu more anxious.
"Die, bastard!" Yang Zhijiu hit a desperate fairy again.
"Om!"
Here again, Yang Zhijiu trembled all over again, and he was in a trance, and even this time he had a nosebleed.
"Quick, shoot!" The immortals drank together.
"Boom!"
A huge force quickly hit Xiangyangjiu, where Yangzhijiu was, a super huge explosion occurred.
However, after the explosion, Yang Zhijiu was still safe and sound.
"Lian Shen!" Yang Zhi Jiujiao shouted.
Because Yang Zhijiu felt that his body was worse than once. If you continue like this, it won't be long before you are dragged to be like the group of immortals, and then you will be finished.
"You are cursed!" Lian Shen's voice came.
"Curse?" Yang Zhijiu asked in surprise.
"Yes, curse, you are only an immortal, you can't resist this curse, you still have sixteen days to live! Sixteen days later, you will fly away." Lian Shen's voice came.
"Sixteen days? I only have sixteen days of life? No, God Lian, you want to save me, you want to save me!" Yang Zhijiu skyrocketed in terror.
Disregarding these immortals at all, they flew away in horror.
"If you want to survive, you can only kill the person who cursed you, and that person, I calculated it, and it was where the body of Maori was destroyed!" Lian Shen's voice came.
"Yanjing?" Yang Zhijiu's expression moved.
"Not bad!" Lian Shen said solemnly.
"Yenjing? Since I'm in Yanjing, then I will destroy Yanjing, Yan Chuan? Humph, now I can destroy even a group of immortals, let alone a little Yanchuan? I will destroy Yanjing and leave none of them. , Everyone, all have to die!" Yang Zhijiu said with a grim look on his face.
As he said, Yang Zhijiu immediately shot towards the southeast.
"Where to go!" Seeing Yang Zhijiu left, the group of immortals thought they were going to flee, all of them chased and killed Yang Zhijiu.
"call!"
Along the way, a billowing storm was rolled up.
Yang Zhijiu was in front, and a group of immortals were behind, constantly shooting at Yanjing.
"Quick, quick, quick!" Yang Zhi Jiuyi looked anxious. I'm afraid it's too late.
Yenching.
Zizi still worships the grass man three times a day.
Yan Chuan started to deal with the affairs of the state. Because, just now, another huge stream of merit came.
It can be seen that Huo Guang and Jin Dayu have made gratifying achievements.
Go to the study.
"Congratulations, East Shenzhou, apart from Julu Academy, there is still the last middle sect!" Yi Feng smiled.
"East Shenzhou is just the first step!" Yan Chuan nodded in satisfaction.
"Wen Ruo, next, your task will be heavier!" Yan Chuan looked at Meng Wenruo.
"The speed of Dazhen's attack on the city is indeed extremely fast. The minister has already realized that for these years, he has been arranging officials, but facing the entire East Shenzhou, he is still a little reluctant. Saint, wait for the last middle sect to win, maybe A large-scale scientific examination is needed, and I hope the Holy Master will host it himself!" Meng Wenruo said solemnly.
"Well, let's start from now, Wenruo, you go to draft the essay, ten years later, the great empire will take the world test, and the candidates will face the world's five gods! All people of insight can participate!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
"Yes, but, Lord, you know, the world is too big!" Meng Wenruo frowned.
"Did not this conquest of the East God Continent conquer a group of Upper Void Realm? Let them run at the fastest speed. You select a group of recruiting officials, and let them take them to the continents of the world and be responsible for the preliminary identification of what I need People. When the time is up, this group of Upper Void Realm will bring this group of people back. Ten years later, on the ninth day of September, the world will be tested!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
"Yes!" Meng Wenruo answered.
Huo Guang and Jin Dayu are on the battlefield. On a huge square, there are millions of repairers tied up, looking at the army with hatred.
Huo Guang and Jin Dayu ignored Li Si instead.
"Master Li, there is the last middle sect. We will not stop here. We will bring the victorious division to pacify the last middle sect, to the sage, to present the most solemn gift to me from the Great Zhen Dynasty. Prisoner, leave it to you!" Huo Guang laughed.
Li Si nodded.
Huo Guang and Jin Dayu left quickly with the army.
Li Si looked at these million repairers. With a flick of his sleeves, he said coldly: "All pit kills!"
"Yes!"
The soldiers guarding the square suddenly responded.
"Bao Zhen, Bao Zhen, you must not die!"
"Bao Zhen, Li Si, you traitor!"
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The millions of prisoners roared in shock, but Li Si ignored it at all, but looked at a lieutenant aside.
"Except for this disciple who surrendered to my Dazhen before the war, the other disciples who are on the run will issue official documents of sea capture, post their portraits on major cities, shelter the people, destroy the whole clan, capture the fugitives, and reward Dazhen Earth-level exercises. , Lingshi three thousand!" Li Si said solemnly.
"Yes!" the adjutant answered.
"No!"
"Bao Zhen, Bao Zhen!"
"Li Si, you must die!"
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I keep shouting, but what's the point of shouting now?
Eighteenth day!
A group of immortals trapped Yang Zhijiu again.
"You bastard, get out, get out!" Yang Zhijiu roared.
"boom!"
Spelling his arm was severely injured once, Yang Zhijiu escaped again, escaped, and shot again toward Yanjing.
"Ahem, puff!"
While coughing and vomiting blood constantly, Yang Zhijiu said anxiously: "Eighteen days, and there are three days left, fast, fast, fast!"
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