Chapter 399: Blood curse, damage 800

Ye Chongyuan and the shrine fought almost dark, the two suspended above the sky, and the Vietnam War became fiercer.
The nine demon lotuses also exploded one after another, and the lightning strikes from the explosion almost destroyed all the vegetation within a hundred miles outside the capital.
"Fortunately, this defensive enchantment was opened, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable!" Said Emperor Nan Xuan with lingering fear.
"Not good! The North Emperor ghost emperor came over here!" The teenager reported in panic.
Emperor Nanxuan almost did not have emphysema, "Fast! Let the Ning Zhen division strengthen the defense of the palace! If the palace is destroyed, I want your life!"
I saw the amazing purple light and dazzling Jinmang rushing out of the city into the city.
Hundreds of people in the capital were uneasy, afraid of being beaten into fish ponds.
The dignitaries and nobles invited to the palace have no less fear in their hearts than ordinary people.
They were even more afraid of the badness of the North Emperor Ghost Emperor, who came towards the Nanxuan Royal Family.
"Father Emperor, the sons and daughters resigned first." Nangong Changqing suddenly made a tribute to Emperor Xuan Nan, and he was about to leave.
The queen of Nanxuan was anxious, thinking that her son was worried about the safety of the Emperor Fuyao to leave the palace, and he quickly held him and advised: "Prince! Don't go out of the palace to risk!"
"Mother-in-law rest assured that Beicha ghost emperor will not hit the people of Nanxuan." Nangong Changqing smiled slightly.
Although he and the Emperor Beicha are not familiar with each other, it is not difficult to see at the engagement ceremony today that the Emperor Beicha attaches great importance to Fuyao.
If he does have help in his heart, he will definitely consider it for her and will not hurt the innocent people of Nanxuan.
I don't know why, he had this kind of conviction in his heart.
"The North Emperor Ghost Emperor is notoriously fierce, and the body that died in his hands can be piled into a mountain! Prince, this idea is very dangerous!" Emperor Nan Xuan reprimanded.
"If the father doesn't believe it, just keep watching. The son-in-law did not finish his homework today, so he will retire first."
Nangong Changqing obviously didn't want to explain too much, a slight exhaustion condensed between Junmei and turned and left.
"Look at everyone! The power of Beicha ghost emperor has left the scope of Beijing again!" Someone shouted.
Everyone looked one after another, and sure enough, the strange purple light and dazzling golden mang on the sky were receding in the opposite direction of the capital.
Nangong Changqing did guess correctly. Ye Zhongyuan was not afraid of Nanxuan, but he was concerned that Emperor Fuyao was Nanxuan.
If he came to Nanxuanjing City over the Nanxuanjing city to fight with the deities, and hurt Nanxuan's innocent people, it would definitely be harmful to Di Fuyao.
When Ye Zhongyuan was fighting fiercely with the gods, he turned around without any trace.
The tremendous destructive power of the nine days of the magic lotus did not hurt innocent people.
The oracle apparently saw his intentions. His slender figure was suspended in the air, and his clothes were white, and he was noble and holy like a god. His words were chilling in his heart. "It's ridiculous, it only kills people Emperor, how could you have mercy on the man? "
Ye Zhongyuan was expressionless, and his method never stopped for a moment.
"It's you, it's not me who kills."
"Hehe." The oracle sneered, and fiddled with Yao Guangqin. The smile was brilliant and treacherous. "Thank you for reminding me, yeah, I will only kill people, and killing will give me infinite power, little leaves Say goodbye to this world. "
The stern sound of the piano suddenly rang through the world.
The sound of the piano quickly turned into a ray of cold light like a magic claw, and shot into Nanxuanjing City.
Immediately afterwards, those who were taken to the Yuanshen by the sound of the piano died on the spot.
In just a few seconds, more than a hundred people were killed under Yao Guangqin, and the lifelong cultivation of the dead was poured into that Yao Guangqin and used by the deities.
God laughed lightly, "Not enough. More people are needed to fill this vacancy."
Yes, because of God ’s condemnation, all the divine power he possessed in the ancient wasteland was condemned by God ’s condemnation, and there is little left.
He is only like a vampire, but he absorbs the cultivation of others to nourish and strengthen his strength.
"God, you it !!!" Ye Zhongyuan sighed, and split it with one hand.
The air around him shone into an ice blade, trapping him in the middle.
"Sculpture of carving insects." The shrine sneered and fiddled with Yao Guangqin again.
The sound of Li Qin swept the South Xuanjing City again, and thousands of people were killed this time!
Thousands of people's cultivation has nourished, making him a lot of strength.
Divine tactics, I saw the frozen ice blades around the body evaporate at an amazing speed, turned into a sharp stream of water, and shot into Ye Zhongyuan.
Ye Zhongyuan shook his face sharply, and there was too much light power in the water vapor.
The light elements are the natural enemies of the dark.
He had already released too much dark power and suffered a backlash. Now he is eroded into the body by light power, and it is almost painful.
"If I knew you would come to take away my Qinger, then I shouldn't have sent mercy to save you, I should have strangled you to let your soul fly!" The smiled coldly.
Compassionate? ?
Ye Zhongyuan's eyes evoked a cold irony.
This word has nothing to do with the gods!
He was so embarrassed to call himself compassionate? ?
Compassionate people will use thousands of lives to nourish their cultivation?
The pain of back phasing prevents Ye Chongyuan from speaking easily, otherwise, once the breath is disordered, he will go into the devil lightly, and he will kill his life if he is serious.
"However, it's not too late. I'll stab you now with my own hands, and let your primordial completely die! There is no way to seduce my Qinger!"
The oracle moved, and rushed over with the mighty Jin Mang.
Ye Chongyuan only felt that the pain of body backwash was a little bit worse, but still suspended there, his arrogant slender figure showed a perilous enthusiasm.
"Lao Tzu is better than jade broken, even if you kill an enemy one thousand and damage 800, Lao Tzu will definitely want you to lose half your life!"
Ye Chongyuan bit his finger, drew blood, and cast a spell out of thin air.
Scarlet blood draws a strange mantra, and as he continues to chant, the mantra begins to twist and become powerful.
"Ye's Blood Curse?" The stopped for a moment, staring at him in disbelief. "Ye's Blood Curse has disappeared for thousands of years, why did you cast it?"
Ye Chongyuan ignored his questioning and continued to cast a spell with blood.
As he chanted the spell faster and faster, the spell in the void glowed strong blood.
"Roar--"
A loud roar suddenly sounded all around, and a terrible force emanated from the blood curse.
The expression of God's face changed drastically, and his eyes were cold, and he must not let that thing come out of the blood curse!
He didn't dare to care about it, but he was also very scared of the thing coming out, rushed forward, and tried to destroy the blood curse.
Unexpectedly, the power emanating from the blood curse suddenly skyrocketed.
The mighty and terrifying oppressive power directly lifted the oracle to the whole person a hundred meters away.
"Uh ..." He drew a curse with blood, summoning that powerful thing to come out, which wasted great effort and spiritual power.
Ye Zhongyuan's face gradually became pale and terrible. The oracle was not dead yet, and his strength reached the limit.