my neighbor is a zombie

Chapter 1612 Curse of the Ancient God
And during this long period of time, Xuan Ye has been suffering from the old wounds left in his body by those ancient gods. Every 10 years, the power of the curse of the ancient gods branded on his soul will reach At the highest peak, those old injuries caused by the divine power of the ancient gods will also recur.

And at that time, his soul will be the weakest, and his strength will drop to the lowest point, only half of the usual.

But at the same time, he will also become extremely bloodthirsty and aggressive.

Right now, the day of weakness every 10 years is approaching.

……

At this moment, Mo Xiaotong's eyes changed again, and he returned to the tree of stars.

"The goddesses on this tree are all original substitutes created by Xuan. Unfortunately, they all failed."

Mo Xiaotong raised his head, staring at the sleeping goddesses in a daze.

"It turns out that he is also a sad person." Mo Xiaotong felt a little uncomfortable.

She couldn't help but recall that Xiao Mile once threatened Shen Donghe with her life and death to bow his head.Humiliate Shen Donghe.

However, unlike Xuan, at that time, Chu Bailian helped her.

But Chu was not as lucky as her. In order not to let herself become a tool to threaten Xuan, she could only choose to blew herself up!
But when Chu died, Xuan's heart also died.

He killed all the ancient gods to avenge Chu, but he couldn't kill himself.

He can only suffer the pain of losing his beloved for a long and endless time.

He created one goddess after another that was the same as the first one, but even more desperate.

Because they are not her.

He can only create countless planes, worlds and creatures, looking for the possibility to kill himself.

……

"Is that why he asked us to kill him?"

Mo Xiaotong was a little dazed, and when he came back to his senses, he stretched out his hand to wipe his cheeks, which were already a little wet.

"Yes." Xuan Qing's cold voice suddenly appeared.

The next moment, Mo Xiaotong's silver-haired and handsome figure appeared in front of Mo Xiaotong's eyes.

This is Xuan's soul, not his own.

Vast divine power flowed through his whole body, but on his body, there was an extremely thick black aura entangled, thick and frightening, like a giant python wrapping around him forcefully.

Mo Xiaotong knew that this was the ancient god's curse cast on Xuan by a powerful ancient god during the war.

The power of this curse is directly imprinted on his soul, unless Xuan's soul dissipates, it will disappear completely, even if it is suppressed by Xuan, it will completely erupt once every 10 years.

By that time, his strength will drop significantly.

And the next outbreak will be two days later.

"Killing me is the best relief for me." He said flatly, "But with your strength, you will only have a chance after two days, when the ancient god's curse breaks out and I am the weakest."

Although Mo Xiaotong observed Xuan's long memory, all of this happened in the exchange of divine thoughts.

In fact, the time that really passed was extremely short.

"I've already told them that if they want to save you, they have to kill me two days later." Xuan narrowed his eyes, looked at Mo Xiaotong and said coldly.

"However, at that time, under the influence of the ancient god's curse, I will regard all the creatures in front of me as enemies, and I will not show any mercy to you."

"At that time, if you can't kill me, you will die in my hands!"

(End of this chapter)