Plane: Apostle of the Secret Realm

The Yellow Lion Spirit provoked Xu Feng, but all the emperor-level experts, including the Immortal Zhenyuan, remained silent. In their view, no matter what Xu Feng said, if it cannot be practiced, then his so-called curse killing method is not worth a penny. .

Qing Xuanzi smiled and watched the yellow lion spirit and the demon kings constantly taunting him, and felt very comfortable in his heart. Although he also realized the extraordinary power of Xu Feng's curse killing technique, he had not really seen it with his own eyes. Qing Xuanzi felt deep in his heart I still can't believe what Xu Feng said is true.

"Come on, curse me to death. If you can't curse me to death, then you are a liar. Kowtow three times in front of me, then leave the ginseng fruit and get out of Wuzhuang Temple!" Huang Shijing said. With a proud look on his face, it seemed to him that it was simply impossible for a guy with the cultivation level of an immortal to kill himself with a spell.

Xu Feng waved his hand casually towards it and said calmly: "You are already dead!"

Huang Shijing was stunned, then burst out laughing, pointing at Xu Feng who was laughing so hard that he couldn't stand upright, and said loudly: "Look, everyone, he is just one..."

Before he finished speaking, a look of panic suddenly appeared on Huang Shijing's face. The finger pointing at Xu Feng also trembled slightly, and his lips trembled: "You, you..."

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A gust of wind blew by, and the Yellow Lion Spirit's body disintegrated like powder, turning into countless black dust and dissipating in the air. Even its soul disappeared, and both its spirit and form were destroyed!

From now on, there will no longer be a Yellow Lion Demon King in this world, and even items contaminated with his scent will no longer exist;

There was silence in the entire courtyard, and everyone's eyes widened. They couldn't believe that the Yellow Lion Spirit, who looked arrogant before, was actually cursed to death like this!
"I can't feel the mental fluctuations, my spirit and form are gone!" An emperor-level strongman said with a cautious look.

Qing Xuanzi's originally joking expression became serious, and his right hand holding the wine glass began to tremble slightly. He couldn't help but roar in his heart: "It's actually true. The curse-killing method this boy has mastered is actually... You can really ignore the difference in cultivation level and curse people to death. This, how is this possible!"

Immortal Zhenyuan also looked at Xu Feng in surprise. After a long time, he couldn't help but admire: "My little friend's curse-killing method is really good. It already has the potential to create a school, and may even become a curse-killing method." The Lord of Rules!"

Xu Feng's heart moved. The Lord of Rules refers to the realization of a certain law that has reached its extreme. On this road, it has reached the end. It has complete control of this law. Before death, this law was only the rule. Only one person can master it completely, and no one else can reach the extreme. Unless the master of this rule falls, only other people who understand this rule will be qualified to compete for the position of the master of the rules.

"The four elemental laws of earth, water, fire, and wind that I have comprehended, as well as the law of swords that I have just comprehended, I can all feel the existence of the Lord of the Laws. With their existence, I am destined not to reach the peak of these laws and become the master of these laws. The strongest!" Xu Feng thought to himself: "On the contrary, it is the curse of killing. So far, I am the only one who can perform it. If I can study it to the extreme, I may be able to reach the end of the curse and become the curse. Lord of the Laws of Laws!”

Thinking of this, Xu Feng couldn't help but have a smile on his face. Seeing the smile on Xu Feng's face, even the few emperor-level experts present couldn't help but feel jealous. This is the master of the rules. They All the laws that everyone understands are without the existence of the Lord of Rules. It can be said that the laws that most emperor-level experts understand are just picking up others' wisdom. The predecessors have long occupied the position of the Lord of Rules. As long as the Lord of Rules does not Even if they fall, they will not be able to completely control this law and will not be able to exert the maximum power of this law.

Any emperor-level powerhouse has a proud heart and is never willing to succumb to others. Therefore, being able to become the master of rules is what many emperor-level powerhouses pursue, and even form an obsession.

Now seeing that Xu Feng actually has the opportunity to become a Rule Master, it is inevitable for all the emperor-level experts present to feel jealous.

The Ginseng Fruit Fair continues, and the death of Huang Shijing is like an episode in the Ginseng Fruit Fair. No one mentions it anymore. Even the several demon kings who previously agreed with Huang Shijing are talking and laughing happily at this time, as if Nothing happened before.At the same time, Xu Feng finally had the opportunity to focus on the ginseng fruit in front of him. This was a dinner. Just smelling the fragrance of the ginseng fruit made Xu Feng's Green Lotus Heart Sutra rise to a level out of thin air. If this ginseng fruit was used, After eating ginseng fruit, how high can Xu Feng's Green Lotus Heart Sutra be raised to, fifth or sixth level?

Thinking of this, Xu Feng couldn't help but be filled with anticipation, and he picked up the ginseng fruit and tasted it carefully.

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At this time, there was a cave in Zhujie Mountain, thousands of kilometers away from Wanshou Mountain, called Jiuqu Panhuan Cave. At this time, the ancestor of the Yellow Lion Spirit, Jiuling Yuansheng, was surrounded by a group of lion monsters, drinking and playing. Indulge in joy.

At this moment, Jiuling Yuansheng, who was holding the wine glass and about to pour it into his mouth, suddenly froze, and his eyes that were originally drunk and blurred suddenly became clear.

"Drink, drink, keep drinking!"

"Phew, delicious, delicious, hahaha!"

……

At this time, the other eight lion heads on Jiu Ling Yuansheng's neck were still enjoying themselves and did not notice any changes in the largest lion head.

"Hmph, stop drinking!" The leader of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng snorted coldly. In an instant, a terrifying pressure filled the entire cave. The other lion spirits looked at each other, not knowing what happened. The ancestor was so angry.

The other eight heads also woke up instantly, surrounding the leader and asking quickly what happened.

After scolding the other eight heads, Jiuling Yuansheng called a lion spirit over and asked with a serious face: "Where did Huang Shi'er go? Why did he disappear in both body and shape?"

The person sitting down is the leader of the Yellow Lion Clan. Hearing the ancestor's question, he looked confused and quickly explained: "Ancestor, are you asking about your favorite yellow lion? It, it doesn't take Did you go to the ginseng fruit party with your invitation? How could it be possible that both body and soul were destroyed?"

The leader of Jiuling Yuan Sheng remained silent. After a moment, a sinister smile appeared on his face, and he sneered: "Haha, well, well, well, if you participate in a ginseng fruit party, you will be completely destroyed. Zhen Yuanzi, you A great fruit party! If you don’t give me an explanation today, I will dig up your ginseng fruit tree!”

After saying that, Jiuling Yuan Sheng flattened the wine glass, threw it away, stood up, and strode towards the outside of the cave;
... (end of this chapter)