God Ring Howl

The first to wake up from the evil laughter of the fake Qing Emperor was Xue Xia.

Only then did Zhao Xiang suddenly regain consciousness from his absent-minded state.

Zhao Xiang subconsciously touched the center of his forehead with his right hand, and smiled reassuringly when there was nothing.

Then, he found a green ring on his left wrist.

A kind of warm and refreshing coolness is transmitted from the ring to the bottom of my heart.

In the end, Qi Qi rushed to his forehead again, and his forehead was fresh and cool.

It is a god card.

The Fengshen card actually took the initiative to put on Zhao Xiang's wrist.

Just when Zhao Xiang felt a little joy in his heart and was about to say something to Xue Xia. [

Xue Xia covered her mouth with her right hand, her eyes were full of panic, and she stretched out her index finger with her right hand, pointing at Zhao Xiang's forehead, trembling constantly.

A thought, like a strong wind rolling across the desert, suddenly rolled up the yellow sand all over the sky, entrenched in Zhao Xiang's heart.

Could it be, could it be that I, Zhao Xiang, was really cast by some ultimate curse by the fake Qing Emperor.

Thinking back to the vicious words left by the fake Qing Emperor before he left, Zhao Xiang couldn't help shaking his heart.

This ultimate curse must be extremely powerful, extremely ferocious, and difficult to eradicate.

Zhao Xiang flicked his hands to his forehead at the same time, quickly stroked and searched.

In the face of great changes, disasters, difficulties and setbacks.

Zhao Xiang has always been able to keep calm, face it calmly, and resolve it with wisdom.

However, at this moment, Zhao Xiang seemed restless, and changed his steady, calm and calm state.

He flicked and stroked his forehead with his hands indiscriminately.

Nothing touched.

And Zhao Xiang clearly felt the existence of the magic flame flower in his consciousness.

This made him feel more and more intense irritability and anger from the depths of his heart.

At the same time, he became even more inexplicably excited, and the blood in his whole body was rushing.

This made him impulsively want to shout loudly and slaughter wildly. [

It seems that only in this way can we eat, enjoy, and feel comforted.

It seems that this yelling and massacre are his Zhao Xiang's nature, and his Zhao Xiang's nature is like this.

He was already standing on the verge of being demonized by the ultimate curse, the magic flame flower.

It's like standing in a crater that spews lava and flames.

The next moment it was smoke and ashes.

At this moment, Zhao Xiang has been demonized.

His eyes flashed red, and he suddenly saw the ultimate spell.

He saw the magic flame flower blooming in the middle of his forehead.

The strange black petals and the blood-red retractable stamens burst out with a rancid smell that made him even crazier.

Xuexia stared at the mutated Zhao Xiang, and after being greatly shocked and frightened, grief and even despair swept over her.

Her mind went blank, and she trembled all over, only knowing that she shot towards Zhao Xiang as quickly as lightning.

Clutching his hot arms with both hands, Xue Xia yelled, .

"Zhao Xiang, Zhao Xiang, Zhao Xiang..."

Zhao Xiang is climbing violently and wildly, violently and brutally.

However, in the depths of his consciousness permeated with demonic xng, there is still a trace of sobriety.

It was this sliver of sobriety that allowed him to hear Xue Xia's heart-piercing, mountain-breaking cries.

He wanted so strongly to respond to his beloved immediately, but, he found, all efforts were of no avail.

No matter how hard he tried his best, he couldn't come up with any effective tricks.

Let yourself quickly withdraw from the berserk and demonic growth.

Could it be that after being planted with the ultimate magic curse, the magic flame flower, I will become a demon, a demon god who is angry with both humans and gods?

Could it be that from now on, I can only be controlled by the magic flame flower, and I can no longer uphold justice and be destroyed by the avenue of justice.

Could it be that from now on I will have no friends, relatives, and even the love in my heart will leave me.

In the last moment of sobriety.

These ideas flashed in Zhao Xiang's heart and disappeared.

Just like a match that has just been struck in a strong wind, when it shines, it will be destroyed.

Xue Xia tightly grasped Zhao Xiang's arms with both hands, and wrapped his arms around his waist, desperately hugging him.

As if worried that he would disappear in the next moment, he murmured and repeated.

"Zhao Xiang, if you become a demon, you should kill me first..."

The crystal clear teardrops shone with colorful colors.

In the pink light emitted by the many orbs on the four walls of Hehuan Cave.

Like a noble and pure heart, it was broken at an unexpected time and in an unexpected place.

Each slice is lit with sadness, each grain is shone with despair.

I can't be demonized, I don't want to be demonized.

I can't, I don't want to.

On the verge of the end of his demonization, Zhao Xiang suddenly burst out with soaring power from the depths of his heart.

A mouthful of ancient god's blood passed directly from his chest through his throat, and flew out of Zhao Xiang's wide-open mouth like an arrow.

Almost at the same time, the ring-shaped apotheosis card on the wrist flew towards Zhao Xiang's forehead in a surprising manner.

After a while, it covered the blooming magic flame flower.

When encountering the green ring, Demon Flame Flower seemed to struggle for a while.

It took only a split second for the Demon Flame Flower to close its black petals unwillingly and disappear in the blue light from the ring.

Until then, the ring disappeared suddenly.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a ring-shaped thing looming on Zhao Xiang's forehead.

The Conferred God Card has been integrated into Zhao Xiang's forehead, controlling the ultimate magic spell of the ancient times, the magic flame flower.

After Lingzhu'er imprisoned the Mad Demon God.

The semi-finished supreme magic treasure that has been cultivated by the ancient demon gods has become a treasure for conferring immortals and gods and demons.

Now, with Zhao Xiang's last ray of strong, holy, true and pure obsession, he has the opportunity to break through the ultimate curse.

In one fell swoop, it imprisoned the terrifying magic spell of magic flame flower, which was the most yin, poison, evil and madness in ancient times.

Finally, it hid in Zhao Xiang's body.

It has to be said that Zhao Xiang has a deep destiny.

Among them, if any link is missing, Zhao Xiang will be killed immediately.

While spraying blood arrows, conferring the gods card to imprison the magic flame flower and hiding Zhao Xiang's forehead.

Zhao Xiang suddenly understood the above series of things, and then he fell back like a jade mountain.

Xue Xia screamed and flew to Zhao Xiang's side, hugging his tall and heavy body.

Then they all fell on the ground of the Hehuan Grotto covered with silver-red blankets.

It didn't take long before Zhao Xiang woke up under Xue Xia's affectionate and distressed gaze.

Xue Xia gently wiped the blood on Zhao Xiang's mouth, frowned slightly, and asked with concern.

"Ah Xiang, are you feeling better? It's okay."

Zhao Xiang quickly jumped up from the ground, and pulled Xue Xia up along the way.

"With you here, what else can I do? Brother Lingzhu'er repaired my injured internal organs and spiritual consciousness."

"Combined with the Bise Ring Conferred God Card, they have controlled the Demon Flame Flower stably, so you don't have to worry about it."

Xue Xia casually glanced at Zhao Xiang's free-spirited yet wise smile.

Then she said calmly,

"Zhao Xiang, don't pretend to be relaxed with me, I know the magic flame flower is powerful."

"It almost turned you into a demon, and became the public enemy of all righteous people in the fairy world, the Buddha world, and the god world."

"In the future, you have to be more careful when you walk in all walks of life..."

Worry and pain permeate the transparent air densely.

Suddenly drilled into Zhao Xiang's internal organs.

Zhao Xiang grabbed Xue Xia's slender waist and held her tightly.

They didn't say anything, they didn't even meet their eyes, they didn't even move.

There is only affectionate and long-lasting breathing between each other, and there is only harmonious and powerful heartbeat between each other.

The sky will last forever, the sound is louder than the sound at this time, the blue sea and the blue sky are heart-warming every night, and the ends of the earth are full of love.

Finally, Zhao Xiang's chin resting on Xuexia's head moved.

"Xiaoxue, I can't hide anything from you."

"As the fake Qingdi said, I won't have a good life in the future."

"Not only that, as long as I don't die for a day, the magic flame flower on my forehead will never wither."

A period of soul communication started between Zhao Xiang and Xue Xia.

"Brother Zhao Huan knows some bits and pieces of information about the curse of the magic flame flower..."

"It must be very bad."

"That's right, Zhao Huan told me that the magic flame flower is an enemy that the ancient demon gods treated so deeply and hated, with at least half of his vitality, condensed into a black and terrifying magic flame flower, as long as it is planted on the forehead of the enemy, it will be It will not wither unless the enemy is completely destroyed."

"It is indeed extremely vicious, not only that."

"The person who casts the curse can use his spiritual thoughts anytime and anywhere to stimulate the blooming of the magic flame flower. The person who has been cast with the curse is always on the verge of being demonized, enduring the torment of physical and mental pain." .”

"Is it because the person who cast the spell is dead, the spell in your body won't work?"

"How can it be? Once the person who cast the curse dies, the person who is cursed will die. That's why this curse is called the ultimate curse."

"Then, the cursed person has a unique way out."

"That's what Zhao Huan said. For thousands of years, he searched his memory, and there has never been such a record..."

"That, that, that..., that... Is there any effective way to get rid of the curse?"

"Ask brother Zhao Huan, he didn't have a clear answer."

"It must be hard, right?"

"The demon god who created the spell is dead."

"Then there is a possibility of getting rid of it. In this case, Ah Xiang, you must have confidence."

Zhao Xiang suddenly lifted his chin resting on Xuexia's head.

Colleague Xuexia removed the head from Zhao Xiang's chest.

The eyes of the two began to meet briefly.

Zhao Xiang pulled his eyes away from Xue Xia's face, and his calm voice exuded boldness.

"I will. In this life, I, Zhao Xiang, are destined not to have smooth sailing, and my fate is destined to be difficult."

"However, I just want to challenge fate, and I don't believe that the magic flame flower will really kill me."

"Look at Xiaoxue, one day, I will eradicate it completely."

After finishing these high-pitched and loud words, Zhao Xiang immediately started to deal with the important matter of one hundred and eight divine senses.

He quickly took out the Le Jipin Buddha box from the storage ring, and continuously shot several Buddha lights to the jade box with both hands.

The Buddha box was opened with a sound of warning, and more than a hundred divine senses turned into streaks of white mist and came out one after another.

So in the Hehuan Grotto, Zhao Xiang stood around a faint phantom.

The half-hundred old man headed by him is tall and tall, with a towering crown and many beards.

When he got closer, his faint shadow bowed and bowed to Zhao Xiang.