Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 380 God’s Hateful Thoughts

Found me?

Noticing this god's hateful gaze, Qi Xiu was slightly surprised. He covered his figure with [Cloud Covering the Moon], and his Hunyuan Wanfa Immortal Body was restrained.

Even the powerful Taoist body cannot detect it.

This hatred of God is just the residual resentment after the death of the god, but it can actually find him.

"It seems that the gods buried in this mausoleum are not trivial. They are most likely innate gods in the Yuanshen realm." Qi Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly.

There are also strong and weak gods.

It is as strong as the innate gods, or some special acquired gods, such as Shui Bo, the water god of Dianchuan River, whose strength is comparable to the true master of Yuanshen.

Weak people are like mountain gods, well gods, etc. Even monks who have entered Taoism may not be able to defeat them.

It's just that most of the gods in the God Burial Valley were killed by Li Banxian himself, and they all started at the Tao Body level.

Invisibly, it seemed as if pairs of big hands were tearing at the golden chain that the Suppression Talisman had turned into. In almost a few breaths, the Suppression Talisman's gold chain began to deform or even break.

After having the mind-made talisman, Qi Xiu's speed in using the talisman method and talisman array has completely reached a new level.

The suppression talisman sealing method composed of thousands of [Suppression Talismans] can even temporarily suppress the blood-stained monks who have cultivated the spiritual body at their peak.

Especially the [Suppression Talisman Sealing Method].

As for the divine mausoleum that he accidentally opened by coincidence, the person buried in it should be an innate god who had the strength of the Yuan Shen realm during his lifetime.

It was expected that the Suppressive Talisman Sealing Technique would not be able to trap the God's hatred.

This god's hatred moved.

Trapped tightly by the chains transformed from the [Suppression Talisman Sealing Technique], God's Hateful Thought slowly lowered his head, and a strong and ominous power began to be released.

At the same time, thousands of golden lights appeared around the body of God's Hate, and [Suppressing Talismans] connected with each other, turning into a tough and indestructible cage to lock it tightly.

Trying to move his body, Qi Xiu observed the eyes of this god's hatred.

Almost all can be done instantly.

Shrunk into an inch? !
His expression condensed slightly, and Qi Xiu's figure instantly retreated.

[Suppressing Talisman] is the first cloud seal talisman he has mastered. With the full infusion of Seventh Realm calligraphy, a [Suppressing Talisman] can seal away all ordinary blood-stained ninth-level monks.

If the biggest danger in the God Burial Valley was really so easy to deal with, it wouldn't have allowed the headmaster to warn it several times.

"Judging from this speed, the suppressive talisman sealing method at the thousand-talisman level can only trap this god's hatred for less than ten breaths.

At the blood-stained peak level, even just one second of suppression is enough to lead to the outcome of life or death.

Sure enough, as he moved, the eyes of God's Hateful Mind were constantly changing, as if they were already staring at him.

She slowly raised her bare feet and took a step forward. The ground beneath her feet instantly curled up and she was almost in front of Qi Xiu with a snap of her fingers.

clank--

next moment.

Calmly watching Shen Hate Nian who was breaking free from his restraints, Qi Xiu slowly rubbed the golden jade bead in his hand.

What if it’s at the Wanfu level…”

His heart moved, and the light in Qi Xiu's eyes gradually grew stronger.

The suppression of the Talisman Sealing Technique at the Wanfu level was something he had never done before.

After all, although he had the ability to draw talismans in the void before, it was still a big project to draw 10,000 [Suppression Talismans].

Moreover, if I wanted to use the suppression talisman sealing method at the level of 10,000 talismans before, just activating and reviving all the [suppression talismans] would be a lengthy process and not practical.

But with the idea of ​​becoming a talisman, this idea has a chance to come true.

With this thought, Qi Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly. In the ancestral aperture, golden light spread around the soul sitting on top of the Yama Hall. Tens of thousands of remnant souls who worshiped and surrendered below saluted and shouted, and the majestic power of the soul surged. And out.

His eyes were filled with color, and he saw golden lights reappearing all around the god's hatred.

Compared with before, the amount of golden light this time was ten times more!
Just when Qi Xiu was about to try to use the [Suppressing Talisman Sealing Method] at the ten thousand talisman level to see if he could suppress the hatred of God for a long time and seal it.

A familiar scent suddenly appeared within his range of perception.

"Ok?"

With a slight sigh, Qi Xiu frowned and turned his head, his purple eyes looking to his left hand.

"Devil and evil cultivator?"

Qi Xiu was surprised when he sensed the aura of demonic cultivators in the God Burial Valley.

According to the headmaster, this God Burial Valley is completely monopolized by the human race, and there is only one entrance.

Northwest Great Liang is located in the interior of the Daxuan Dynasty, so demons and evil cultivators simply cannot reach this far.

Even if some wandering monsters happened to get into the Northwest Great Liang.

Without the remains of the gods, how could they enter the God Burial Valley?
boom--

The golden light in the sky suddenly stopped, and the lightning escape method that soared into the sky was thousands of miles away in an instant, leaving the divine hatred that had just torn apart the suppression talisman and seal method to stay where it was, and fell into a state of death.

Transformed into thunder, Qi Xiu escaped thousands of miles with just one thought.

Compared to the thoughts of divine hatred, the appearance of demons and evil cultivators made him feel a strange smell.

Things that shouldn't be there appear in places that shouldn't be there.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
Chasing the wisp of demonic aura that he sensed, Qi Xiu squeezed several spells with both hands, activated his aura technique to the extreme, and the purple intention in his eyes surged like an angry tide. …

"puff……"

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and with a flaming red gourd on his back, the bearded man who was the first to enter the God Burial Valley transformed into Chi Hong and flew forward at high speed.

Behind him, several big demons were chasing after him in a leisurely manner, not in a hurry to rush up, but just following him to prevent him from escaping.

"Beasts, a bunch of beasts!"

Opening his mouth to curse, Tie Mu lowered his head and looked at his right arm.

On his forearm, a clear black five-finger mark was deeply imprinted on the flesh. A cold and ominous power mixed with a strong curse was continuously spreading into his body through this five-finger mark.

He mobilized his cultivation to try to remove the fingerprint, but no matter what method Tie Mu used, the fingerprint was like a tarsal maggot. Instead of getting better at all, it became even deeper.

"Damn it!"

With a low curse, Tie Mu's eyes sharpened, and he stretched out his hand and tore off the entire arm.

He casually threw away the removed arm, but when a new arm grew out the next second, the fingerprint was still in its old position.

With a solemn expression on his face, Tie Mu turned his head and glanced at the demon hanging far away behind him, not pursuing him, and his heart sank.

Now he finally realized the horror of God's hatred.

Just being caught by that thing, his cultivation was unable to move at all. If his magic weapon hadn't automatically protected him and helped him get out of trouble, he would have been killed by that thing.

But even if he escapes now, the injuries left by God's hateful thoughts cannot be healed, and they are still getting worse. I am afraid that sooner or later it will affect the whole body.

"It's strange to say that the god's hatred only attacks me, but turns a blind eye to those evil cultivators.

Even deliberately avoid them..."

Recalling the previous encounters with these monsters and gods, Tie Mu felt a strange feeling in his heart.

When he encountered these evil cultivators, they dug a big hole in the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the god's hatred emerged.

He was not the one closest to the divine hatred at that time, but the divine hatred single-handedly bypassed several big demons in front of him and went straight to kill him.

And those demons seemed to have known that this would be the case, and their attitude towards the hatred of gods was surprisingly calm, with a hint of a good show.

Just when he thought of this, Tie Mu suddenly felt violent uneasiness in his heart. He suppressed the injuries in his body and encouraged his cultivation to instantly turn into a flash of fire and move hundreds of miles away.

A big hand covered with black hair slowly retracted into the depths of the void, and if he had not avoided the blow in time, he might have been seriously injured.

"Big Beard, don't run away. Let us kill you. You can still keep your soul. If the hateful thoughts of the gods catch up, you will never be reincarnated."

The evil aura was billowing, and the big demon, dressed in tattered robes, with the head of an ox and the body of a man covered in black hair, let out a strange laugh.

Next to him was a weasel wearing a scholar's robe, a turban, a folding fan, and a smiling face, as well as a fat man holding a butcher's knife, wearing a blood-stained apron, with a fleshy face and dark green eyes.

"Old Niu, why are you talking so much to him? Kill him quickly. The bones are yours and the flesh and blood are mine."

The fat man spat out a mouthful of pus-yellow sticky phlegm, grinned with a mouthful of smelly rotten teeth, and stared at Tiemu with a weird look in his eyes.

"Don't worry, these people are all veteran monks at the peak of blood staining. If you don't have enough protection, there is no way to keep the bottom of the box. If you go up rashly, be careful that he drags you to death."

The bull demon stared at Tie Mu across from him and expressed his fear.

"It doesn't matter, we just need to hold him back until God's Hateful Thought catches up with him. Even though he has extraordinary abilities, he can only die."

Shaking the folding fan gently, the weasel pretending to be human chuckled, its big eyes showing sinisterness.

"A bunch of rats, if you don't have the guts to come up here, I'll come find you!"

After understanding the thoughts of these three beasts, Tie Mu also has a hot temper. If he is going to die, I will hold you back.

"Old man, you have to fight hard and hide away."

Seeing that Tie Mu turned around and came to kill him, the three big demons quickly distanced themselves to stall for time.

As long as he waits until the hatred of God catches up, this old guy will definitely die.

"Hahaha, it's so enjoyable. The cat is playing with the mouse, it really makes the demon happy."

Pretending to be aloof, Weasel straightened the towel on his head, and the folding fan in his hand made a snapping sound when it was opened and closed.

"Is it so pleasurable? How about I make it more pleasurable for you?"

The sudden sound made the weasel's hair stand on end.

Without even thinking about it, the folding fan in his hand swept across and suddenly, and saw countless beast shadows looking up to the sky and roaring, a series of terrifying storms swept across, the space was shattered in an indescribable and bizarre way.

Those who can come to this God Burial Valley are also the best among the evil cultivators, the great demons at the peak of blood stained form.

At this moment, the weasel made a hasty move, but its power was frightening. Almost the entire void within a hundred miles was blown away by its blow.

Everything is in your sleeve!

Not bothering to tangle too much with these big demons, Qi Xiu waved his sleeve and the black hole that covered the sky instantly swept the weasel away.

After catching the weasel in an instant, Qi Xiu rolled up his sleeves indifferently.

I saw a bulge in his sleeves from time to time, and screams that sent shivers down the spines of the bull demon and the fat butcher kept coming from it.

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(End of this chapter)