Chapter 616 Ming Kong Sword Wheel
The Devil's Heart Curse, a spell specially created by the first-generation city lord of the Earth Demon City to confine and bind his subordinates.

Once this curse is set, if you can't fulfill the oath you once made, your mind and soul will be devoured by the void demon, and it will be passed down from generation to generation and can never be changed.

Apparently, Mi Wushu now has the Great Demon Heart Curse, and someone in his previous ancestors must have made an oath and set the Great Demon Heart Curse, and this great curse has been passed down to Mi Wushu.

His ancestors once swore that if they could not destroy the Lingqing Temple and seize the blood of the Ten Demon Emperors, they would be devoured by demons and die from generation to generation, and cast a curse of the devil's heart.

Speaking of which, Miwushu is just a poor man.

All wills are not transferred from him, he is just a product of being harmed by his ancestors.

Because of the oath made by his ancestors, he has always had an unsightly curse mark of the devil's heart on his forehead, his life is precarious, and he may die at any time.

In order to survive, relying on the curse left by his ancestors, he embarked on the road to destroy the Lingqing Palace and seize the blood of the Ten Demon Emperors.Of course, it cannot be said that he has no choice but to say that he has that ambition.

He hates his ancestors, the ancestor who cast this curse, because of him, his own life is not guaranteed at all, because his own grandfather, father, and people he used to be close to have been gloomy, indifferent, lonely and widowed for generations .

Of course, he also hated Lingqing Palace, the first generation master of Lingqing Palace, and the Ten Demon Emperors. If they hadn't dealt with his ancestors, his ancestors wouldn't have had to swear such a heavy oath.

It can be said that today he attacked Lingqing Palace, one is to lift the curse left by his ancestors, and the other is to vent the hatred passed down from generation to generation.

Fang Wuxiu was silent for 1, the moment he saw the demonic curse mark on Mi Wushu's forehead, he knew that it was impossible for the other party to back down.

"In this case, I can only fight with death!" Fang Wuxiu said coldly.

"We old bones are not vegetarians either!" Behind them, the other great elders of the Lingqing Hall stepped forward, in addition to other head deacons of the Lingqing Hall and the genius elites of death gods from all walks of life.

Looking around, a powerful elite force came oppressing like mountains and seas.

Mi Wushu narrowed his eyes, "These are the only strong people that Lingqing Palace can handle right now?!"

As the words fell, behind him, the city lords of the five major cities in the Death God Realm towered high in the sky, and their deputy city lords, generals, deacons and elite soldiers also rose into the sky one after another.

The quantity and quality are not weaker than Lingqing Palace, the two sides are almost evenly matched.

"It seems that you have put a lot of thought into destroying the Lingqing Palace!" Seeing the other five city lords being manipulated and teased in this way, Fang Wuxiu felt resentful, and looked at Mi Wushu, wishing he could devour him in one bite .

"I've been waiting for today for more than ten years!" Mi Wushu smiled coldly, and behind him, the controlled elites of the five-city puppets roared violently, killing everyone in the Lingqing Palace like zombies. bit strong.

A scuffle broke out immediately.

When Fang Wuxiu saw that the battle was starting again, he didn't stop, his figure was fluttering, the milky white light was blazing, and thousands of milky white lightsabers were combined into a huge sword wheel, clanging and sharp.

The world is shrouded under the sword wheel, and the void is filled with sword energy. At the same time, there is a round tripod with three sets of two ears floating high in the sky, suppressing one side and guarding Fang Wuxiu to death.

"Ming Kong Sword Wheel and Wushuang Wangding Ding. Good stuff! Two heaven-level soul skills, once the killer of the master of the Lingqing Palace, I didn't expect that you would actually practice them, Master Fang? However, judging by your momentum, it seems I failed to practice to a great degree!" Seeing the sword wheel composed of thousands of lightsabers and the huge mountain and river cauldron, Mi Wushu laughed.

"Cultivation is too advanced, and a small success is enough to deal with you." Fang Wuxiu ignored the ridicule in Mi Wushu's words.

As soon as the mind moved, the scriptures of laws and scriptures in the void were blown down from the nine heavens like colored stripes, and Fang Wuxiu's huge coiled sword wheel suddenly swelled under the infusion of the power of the laws, and then, explode!

A terrifying explosion wave scattered thousands of lightsabers, and they all shot at Miwushu with an indomitable momentum.

At the same time, Fang Wuxiu was sitting on the Wushuang King's Ding, charging and rang Miwushu.

He was a little apprehensive about looking for the dark demon pupils above Wushu's head.

Even the master of the Lingqing Palace was a little afraid of the pupil technique used by the first generation of demon city masters.

He can't guarantee that he won't be devoured by the dark demon eyes without the protection of Wushuang Wangding when he breaks into Miwushu's body.

The Ming Kong Sword Wheel charged forward, and Mi Wushu's expression was a bit dignified. Although he was ridiculing Fang Wuxiu at the beginning whether he could display the true power of the Ming Kong Sword Wheel, but at this moment, he did not dare to underestimate the Ming Kong Sword round of terror.

In the past, this sword wheel had smashed the dark demon pupil and severely injured the Nine Demon Emperor, so its power is beyond doubt.

It is the trump card of the first generation of Lingqing Hall Master, and he has become famous and unique.

"Devil Soul Transformation!" Mi Wushu roared, his figure changed rapidly, and his body began to be full of jet-black dragon scales, each dragon scale was engraved with colorful law words, and nine huge dragon tails were like giant pythons. It swept behind him, firmly protecting him, forming an absolute defense.

Scarlet left eye, Samsara's right eye, fixedly staring at the oncoming Thousands of Bright Sky Sword Wheels, destroying gods and killing Buddhas, coming from the void.

It seems that no force in this world can stop it.

Dangdangdang...

The sound of metal collisions came continuously, and the bright sky sword wheel composed of two or three lightsabers slashed against the absolute defense composed of nine huge dragon tails composed of Miwushu, making clanking and colliding sounds, Sparks splashed, one after another, the space oscillated, shattered and reunited.

Looking from a distance, it is dazzling, and the terrifying energy fluctuation is even more frightening and suffocating.

The figure of Mi Wushu was instantly engulfed in the turbulent waves of light.

Some Lingqing Palace soldiers looked excited when they saw that scene.

"Hall Master succeeded!"

"Hall Master killed that bastard!"

"Great! Brothers! Kill!"

Not knowing why, they began to boost their morale inexplicably.

Seeing the supreme majesty of his hall master, he restrained the demon city master as soon as he made a move. All the soldiers of Lingqing hall were excited and kept launching crazy charges.

However, after charging for a while, everyone retreated in shock.

I saw that Miwushu, who thought he was killed in the turbulent light waves, suddenly appeared from the light waves.

As soon as the dark demon eyes turned, all the soldiers of the Lingqing Palace, some of them had no time to escape, were directly devoured to death with their souls, and many soldiers of the Lingqing Palace retreated in a panic.

"How is it possible? That guy is not dead yet!"

"Is he a human or a monster? How can he not die?"

"It's too strong! It's too strong! It's like a god!"

All the soldiers of Lingqing Palace began to tremble in fear, shocked and astonished.

Even Fang Wuxiu's pupils shrank, he never imagined that Miwushu was so powerful that even Mingkong's sword wheel couldn't hurt him.

 One more!Update is late!Going to work is tiring and hard, the body is very tired, and the update is really weak.Feel sorry.

  
 
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