Peerless Killing God

Chapter 278 Thousands of curses kill!
Seeing that everyone was busy, Long Feng wasn't idle either. With a flip of his palm, the cursed scepter instantly shrank and formed a pattern of a scepter attached to his arm.

"The Heavens Town Demon Bell, the Robe of the Void, the Seal of the Earth, and this cursed scepter are enough!" Now Long Feng has obtained four holy weapons, and the highest level is naturally the cursed scepter he just obtained, but these He rarely uses Holy Soldiers.

Firstly, these Holy Soldiers cannot be used at will, otherwise it would be a bit of a waste of money if some strong people peeped at them. Second, although these Holy Soldiers are powerful, they are ultimately external forces. If they become dependent, they may be harmful to themselves. Cause adverse effects, and may even cause stagnation in cultivation.

Therefore, under unavoidable circumstances, Long Feng would not use these holy weapons. Of course, if a strong person at the Immortal Realm attacked him at this moment, then he would not be polite, but if it was a strong person above the Reincarnation Realm, then Even if he used holy weapons, it would be useless, after all, the gap between the two was too great.

After putting away the curse scepter, Long Feng set his eyes on the brand-new black robe that exuded black light. This black robe was worn by the cursed Lord, and it was still intact after so many years of death. Even under the attack of hundreds of experts in the holy spirit realm, it is still intact. From this point of view, it should also be a holy coin.

With a wave of his palm, the black robe fell into his hands. With a thought, Long Feng understood the origin and function of the black robe.

Intermediate Saint Soldier Nether Cloak!It was bestowed upon the Cursed Underworld Emperor by the Nether Emperor himself, and the full attack of an ordinary immortal-level powerhouse would be offset by [-]% to [-]%. Even a powerful blow by a reincarnation-level powerhouse could offset about [-]% of the power.

"It's a life-saving good thing!" Touching the black robe in his hand, Long Feng couldn't help but smile slightly, and with a thought, the black robe turned into a black light and fell on him, which was actually perfect with his black robe. The fusion of two into one.

"With the Void Robe inside and the Nether Clothes outside, plus all kinds of tricks and trump cards, now I have the power to fight against the strong in the middle stage of Immortal Realm!"

With a chuckle, Long Feng nodded in satisfaction. It seems that this trip was worthwhile, even if he didn't get the so-called Inheritance of the Nether Emperor or the magic weapon that can rule the Netherworld, he would not go in vain. A prison battlefield.

After putting away the robe, Long Feng's eyes fell on the dark throne carved with many textures. This throne is the one that the Lord Hades sat on.

Stretching out his hand to touch the dark seat, a gleam of light flashed across Long Feng's eyes. When his palm touched the seat, Long Feng felt that the power of death in his body flowed much faster, even The rare power of the curse is ready to move.

At that moment, Long Feng was not polite, and sat directly on the seat of the ghost. In an instant, he felt a mysterious power, and the world seemed to be much clearer. This kind of power is very wonderful, and he can clearly feel it. If you practice on this seat of the underworld, it is at least several times faster than the outside world, and it can even enhance your understanding of the application of the laws of heaven and earth.

"My good fellow, the things possessed by the Immortal Realm are indeed extraordinary good things!" Feeling the benefits brought by the Nether Seat, Long Feng couldn't help but nodded secretly. Sitting on it and cultivating would definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"En!" Suddenly, Long Feng raised his head and looked at the top. On the top of the dilapidated palace, a huge pitch-black skull with a pair of empty eye frames was looking at him strangely. Wisps of gray energy that belonged to the power of the curse were actually there. The skull's eye sockets are constantly flowing.

And Long Feng stared at the skull's eye sockets, his whole mind seemed to be swallowed up. He seemed to find an earth-shattering ax slashing towards him, trying to kill him. Falling seems to change into a terrifying skull, devouring the world and devouring him.

All kinds of weird illusions kept appearing in Long Feng's mind at this moment, and the skull turned into a ferocious monster, and the monster turned into a mountain, and the mountain turned into an endless sea of ​​flames.

Endless hallucinations flickered in Long Feng's mind, and traces of strange curse power in the hollow skull's eye sockets kept falling into Long Feng's eyes.

"Huh!" I don't know how much time has passed, Long Feng, who seemed to have had a long nightmare, let out a deep breath, and he muttered to himself slowly with a slightly stiff expression.

"What a terrifying Thousand Thousand Curse Killing Jue! It can transform all things and curse and kill all living beings!" At this moment, Long Feng realized that the kung fu practiced by the Cursed Underworld King was actually sealed in the skeleton. It can be said to be extremely tyrannical to transform all things and curse to kill the common people!
Sitting quietly on the pedestal, Long Feng's mind once again sank into the comprehension of the Wanqian Curse Killing Art. fear.

On the Pluto Seat, Long Feng comprehended the Wanqian Mantra Killing Jue for a long time, and felt that he had only grasped the superficial surface of this exercise. Like the introduction in the exercise, after the exercise is completed, with a single thought, a curse can transform a ten thousand zhang mountain You can curse and kill thousands of people.

But now, he may only be able to barely transform the power of the curse into bones and skeletons to attack others. If he wants to reach the state of killing the world with a single thought, I am afraid that his cultivation must at least break through to the reincarnation state or even higher The level is about the same.

When Long Feng was comprehended by the Thousand Thousand Curse Killing Jue, Zhong Kui and others also ransacked the entire palace, looking at their ecstatic and excited faces, one could tell that they had gained a lot.

"This is a good place, maybe you can stay for a while!" On the Pluto Seat, Long Feng smiled and said, although he can't fully use the Thousands of Killing Curses at the moment, but given him time, he will definitely use it Ruhuo Qingqing, when the time comes to use the curse scepter, no matter what method the wraith uses, he can no longer pose a threat to him.

When Long Feng and the others seized their trophies, figures finally flickered in the distance again. When those people saw the huge palace and Long Feng and the others above the palace, the expressions of the next ones showed strong murderous intent and Greed.

Seeing this, Long Feng's expression turned slightly cold, it seemed that a tragic killing would still be unavoidable.

"My lord!" Zhong Kui and the others behind him saw this scene, they gathered all their strength at the moment, and said in a deep voice with their eyes on Long Feng.

"En! Form a death formation, and those who join the formation will be regardless of life or death!" Hearing this, Long Feng nodded, and then said expressionlessly.

As soon as the voice fell, the figures of the hundred people flickered away immediately, and then the power of death crazily rolled over everyone, and then the majestic power of death unleashed by the hundred people whizzed and condensed into a death array suspended in front of everyone. overhead.

In an instant, the entire world was filled with death energy, the power of death covered the sky and the sun, and an aura belonging to the law of death continued to spread around the palace.

And Long Feng, who is the center of the main formation, has a pair of pupils like the pupils of death at this moment, and the terrifying imprint of death keeps flickering out of his eyes.

"Boom!" One after another silhouettes flickered, and suddenly, hundreds of flickering strong men surrounded Long Feng and others, their eyes were cold and their killing intent was rolling.

"Hand over the treasures of the hall, and spare you all!" One of the middle-aged men stepped out at this moment, and the same terrifying power of death swept out, and said with a cold expression. This middle-aged man had black hair like a knife, and his eyes were dark and deep. , the breath on his body is even more terrifying, he is actually a half-step Immortal Realm powerhouse, no wonder he dared to speak first.

Long Feng looked at the people surrounding them, his eyes were cold, and the indifferent meaning of death turned into a ruthless gaze, and he said indifferently: "Whoever wants a treasure, just come and get it!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged strong man snorted coldly, and the terrifying power of death gathered into a giant death python and headed towards Longfeng. However, the giant death python landed on the death formation, not only did not cause any The destructive power, even the giant python condensed with the power of death was swallowed by the death array, making the law of death more intense.

"Everyone, if you want to get the treasure, don't you want to go to the theater?" Seeing this scene, the middle-aged strong man couldn't help but shouted coldly. He still didn't believe that so many people could not do anything about each other.

Hearing this, the faces of all the strong men flickered, and those who could cultivate to this level were not kind, so after listening to the words of the middle-aged strong man, their gazes fell on Long Feng and the others coldly, and then a wave of A thick force of death continued to condense from their respective bodies.

As the terrifying power of death continued to appear, the entire void immediately blew a wind of death, and the power of death gathered by everyone seemed to form a terrifying Hades at this moment, blasting away at the dragon's front.

Looking at the oncoming blow of the Pluto condensed by the terrifying power of death, Long Feng looked calm, and a trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth. The death formation was formed by using the power of death to condense the law of death. Human attacks can continuously make the law of death stronger!

"Death Formation! Master Death, I will take your life!" When the terrifying death blow of Hades landed on the Death Formation, not only did Long Feng and the others not be injured, but the power of the Death Formation became more and more powerful. Horror, the whole world became dead silent in an instant.

Looking at the death formation with more terrifying breath and more terrifying death law, everyone's hearts sank suddenly at this moment, and their expressions changed drastically, because they felt a real death crisis, which could overwhelm them. lives were completely taken away.

"Let's go!" The middle-aged strong man shouted first and wanted to leave, but it was still too late.

"Death!" Long Feng, who was in the death formation, uttered the word death lightly, and turned his hands in the air, the world was disillusioned, and the terrifying law of death turned into a big hand of death and directly rushed towards those strong men.

When the law of death roared and landed on everyone, even though their figures had already soared into the sky, they still seemed to be submerged in the sea of ​​death. Afterwards, the eyes of these strong men were slowly closed, and one after another bodies began to move feebly from the void. fall down.

(End of this chapter)