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Chapter 264

"The ruins have been invaded?!"

Such a big commotion on the side of the ruins soon attracted the attention of the resident Witch Sect here.

Soon the Witch Sect organized a team and rushed to the ruins.

Afterwards, I saw an open space in front of me. The originally cramped and complicated ruins appeared in front of my eyes, but the ruins at a glance.

"Who? Who the hell!" A member of the witch sect looked at this scene in horror and said.

This relic is very important. Now that such a big event suddenly happened, if the higher authorities were held accountable, the consequences would be unimaginable!
They stepped into the ruins, and before investigating, several members felt that something was wrong.

"Be careful, there are dirty things!"

"what……"

As soon as the words fell, a bloodshot eye suddenly opened in a gap between the ruins and stones, and then a pale arm stretched out and grabbed the head of the nearest person.

"Ahhh!" The believer didn't have time to react, and his whole body was forced into the ruins, blood and stones mixed together.

It was such an exciting scene when it first came up, even the cultists were a little stunned.

After all, although the Witch Sect is a cult, it is not the kind of cult organization that popularizes dirty blood sacrifices.

After being attacked, a group of believers quickly took out their weapons.

They are all different styles of instruments!

They began to play, and although the rhythm was weird, it was strangely combined into a complete melody.

After the melody began to spread, large and small explosions occurred in the ruins of the surrounding ruins.

Brother Huanyuan was forcibly forced to act: "The rhythm?"

And when Brother Curse was active, the performance style of these believers changed, and the melody changed. The passionate and fast-paced melody condensed into waves of actual lethal impact and killed Brother Curse.

boom!
A form of Brother Curse was blasted away.

But more pale, bloodied arms protruded from the gaps in the surrounding ruins.

Successive bubbles sounded, mixed with the music of the Witch Cultists, and countless resentful souls crawled towards them.

……

Nightmare cockroaches are raging, and the black wind reappears in this ruin on a small scale.

Some believers who hadn't left in the ruins failed to escape.

Either he was shot, or his body was eaten by cockroaches, and his spirit was thrown into a nightmare.

At this time, a group of believers were running wildly, and behind them were black oval creatures chasing them endlessly.

There are also believers who want to resist, but in front of Hyundai, their playing speed is too slow, and the music will be torn apart by bullets without appreciation.

In the end, they also gave up their thoughts of resistance and focused on escaping.

The Wan Yi Soul Devouring Scepter pulled out a white light and then shot it continuously. The souls of the believers hit by the light were quickly pulled away, and their bodies fell down and were swallowed by the following nightmare cockroaches.

But when the last surviving believer of this group was hit by Wan Yi's Soul-eating Curse, he couldn't draw out his soul, but fell to the ground after being hit.

The robe on his body fell down, revealing the face that belonged to the mask underneath.

She turned her head, and a nightmare cockroach pounced directly on her face, and the black wind engulfed it.

Boom!

Because Hyundai had no restraint, the fragile ruins began to collapse.

But Wan Yi didn't care at all.

"Any more?"

"There is another one running out," Wan Yi asked the remaining soul crystals to follow.

"Going out, it's just right. Brother Huanyuan seems to have a bit of difficulty dealing with the whole orchestra that is playing." Brother Hyundai said.

"Not necessarily. His words have developed quite well recently." Wan Yi said.

"Yes, after all, in a sense, all of us are raising him?"

……

The Witch Cultists are performing passionately.

They were all sweating profusely, and the melody wrapped around their bodies to form a solid protection, preventing these resentments from invading, and they blocked the attacks full of killing intent one after another.

The two sides fell into a stalemate, but the other party's grievances were endless, but their performances eventually came to an end.

When the first person in this "orchestra" who can't support his mental and physical strength appears, the melody that is still evenly matched will be crushed by this monstrous resentment.

Since the battle with the emerald sect cadres, the grudge brother has not lost his own strengthening.

He assumed one of Wan Yi's internal responsibilities, which was to collect Wan Yi's body.

Through the spiritual connection, Wan Yi and others are all imprinted with the curse mark of Brother Curse, as long as Wan Yi dies due to various accidents, there will always be something that Brother Curse will take back in the end.

A large number of curses and grievances are also piled on Brother Curse Grudge.Although in a sense, because of the immortality of the curse, the chat group will no longer be reduced.

But that's the distress of the ontology, what does it have to do with Brother Curse who benefits from it?
The Witch Sect Orchestra in front of me is already quite strong. A group of unnamed "rabble" played the melody together, and they were able to reach the level of the Jade Sect cadre back then.

It's a pity that the cadres of the Emerald Sect hadn't been able to overcome Brother Curse, and they couldn't help it!
boom!
Finally, a noise appeared.

It turned out to be a piper among the believers.

There was a slight disorder in his breath, only for a moment, and then he quickly adjusted.

This noise doesn't have much impact, and it's even hard to notice for those who don't listen carefully.

But the noise still appeared.

The next moment, the neck of the piper was strangled by a blood-stained pale arm, and his out-of-focus pupils were blinded by darkness, leaving only a face that reflected curses and hatred.

He couldn't play, his breath stopped, and his breathing rapidly weakened.

And just like that, he died standing up.

Without warning.

Just because of the inaudible noise, within three seconds, he was killed by the resentment that took advantage of the opportunity.

And after he stopped playing completely, there were a lot of loopholes in the whole music.

People who respond quickly can still quickly change the rhythm to protect themselves.

But there are more people, defeated like a mountain, held tightly by the hands of the curse from behind, carrying the curse of resentment to destroy their will.

In the end, it all became part of the Grudge.

Despair spreads.

The rest of the believers just followed their survival instincts and tried hard to protect themselves as they performed their own performances. They were surrounded by figures who cursed Wan Yi, and they did not launch any more violent attacks.

He just made bubbly sounds one after another, and then looked at them with bloodshot eyes.

It's all over.

Deng!
Suddenly, a penetrating piano sound resounded through.

Boom!

The rock wall above his head exploded, and a figure descended from the sky. The sound of the zither lingered for a long time, and even wiped away a large number of curses and grievances below.

The Juyuan Wanyi, who were the atmosphere group, retreated, leaving brother Juyuan watching the unexpected visitor in front of him.

Rubao's black hair was neatly combed into a long braid on the back of his head, and he was wearing a modified purple ancient windbreaker dress, which was covered with patterns of blooming flowers, but all of this was attributed to the other party's card that surpassed ten thousand. The face of thousands of flowers is peerless.

The pupils of the two eyes are constantly changing purple notes, carrying a strange and detached temperament.

"Master Priest!" The surviving believers cried with joy.

The priest of the Witch Sect... In other words, this is the highest-level cadre of the Witch Sect in the Sunken Sky Islands.

Brother Curse thought.

After the priestess appeared on the stage, she didn't look at Brother Curse, but towards an empty place.

"I've been looking for you for a long time. If I knew this way, I would have let you out. Maybe I should have destroyed this place earlier. Don't you want to come out to meet me now?" the woman said, her voice mature and full of charm.

Brother Huanyuan looked over suspiciously, and then saw a shock formed by soul crystallization break through the rock wall and hit the empty place.

The priestess plucked the strings of the guqin floating beside her again, and a wave of purple rhythms condensed to offset the soul shock.

Now, Brother Huanyuan knew who she was talking to just now.

Without warning, a figure appeared there.

At this moment, Brother Huanyuan realized belatedly that she seemed to have been there just now, but he seemed to "accidentally" ignore her?

Undoubtedly, the familiar green gauze skirt showed her identity.

There are a lot of small movements, and the hands and feet are not very clean.

The mask looked at the woman in front of him blankly, as if he was remembering something.

After a long while, she opened her mouth and said with some uncertainty, "Music score?"

(End of this chapter)