One Thought Feixian

Chapter 674 The Art of Curse
Jiang Yi put away the magic weapon, sacrificed the ancient elephant barren horn armor, his strength increased dramatically, and he directly fought with Prince Jidu with his bare hands.

He now has the power of 23 galaxies, and the ancient elephant barren horn armor is fully unfolded, which can completely resist the sharp edge of the "spear of killing".

Prince Ji Du was immediately vomited blood by him, and was seriously injured.

After one punch, he stepped forward again, ready to take the opportunity to kill Prince Ji Du, without giving him any chance to breathe.

But at this moment, two figures suddenly flew over from a distance.

These two people were the Cursed High Priest and the Undead High Priest who had just arrived, but they had already abandoned their horses, their physical bodies were hidden somewhere, and their souls came out of their bodies and came in the air.

In an instant, the gazes of both of them fell on Jiang Yi, who was like an ancient giant, and they were shocked.

"Four-star ancient god, how can there be such an existence?"

"No wonder he dared to lead the disciples of the Li Sect to occupy Jugu Pass and oppose our Huang Clan. It turns out that he has such terrifying power hidden."

Seeing Prince Jidu's appearance at the moment and the broken ground around them, the two knew that they had already gone through a fierce battle, but Prince Jidu didn't seem to get any benefits, and instead made them extremely embarrassed, so they felt in their hearts. was shocked severely.

"Prince Jidu, you can't deal with him alone? If that's the case, let's fight together and kill him." The high priest of the undead came close, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said viciously.

While speaking, the "Spirit Calling Banner" appeared in his hand, and he waved it violently.

Whoa!

Immediately, countless Yinhun army rushed out, neighing, roaring and howling, while the nine Yinhun generals stood majestically among them, and suddenly rushed towards Jiang Yi.

"Hmph! This trick is useless to me!" Jiang Yi said coldly, and immediately pushed out with a palm: "The big handprint of the demon!"

boom!
In an instant, the nine ghost generals and countless ghosts were bombarded and killed under the big handprint of the demon.

"Gather!"

The high priest of the undead had cold eyes, and made a handprint with both hands, the soul flew, and the power of the mind was frenzied, and he shook the "spirit calling flag" violently.

A strange force suddenly floated out, and the nine ghost masters would appear again, and solidified, as if they were immortal.

"It doesn't matter if we condense again, I can still kill thousands of times!" Jiang Yi stood still, watching all this coldly, with overwhelming momentum.

He has already fully seen that after the nine ghost generals are killed, they can be regenerated with the help of the "spirit calling flag", but every time they reunite, there will be a huge loss of their own strength, and each time is not as good as once, and more and more. Weak, so Jiang Yi is not afraid at all.

"Is it over? Nine souls return to one, unite!" The high priest of the undead sneered and drank suddenly.

Buzz buzz buzz... As soon as these words fell, the nine ghost masters suddenly moved, and countless afterimages appeared all around immediately. The yin and soul masters gathered together, and they began to fuse with each other, and finally formed a yin and soul.

Nine ghost generals became one.

As soon as this soul appeared, the sky and the earth changed color, and a terrifying aura shot up into the sky.

"Guixian's soul is out of the body in the second realm? No, you need to be more tyrannical!" Jiang Yi's pupils shrank, and he took a breath of air.

He didn't expect that these nine ghost generals could still gather together and become one soul, which made the strength of these ghosts superimposed and increased sharply, reaching the peak of the second realm of ghosts and immortals, which was more powerful than the high priest of the undead. Even stronger.

This is the horror of the "Soul Calling Banner".

How could a middle-grade spiritual weapon only have such a little power?
These ghosts had never cultivated to reach the second realm of ghosts and immortals, or flew out of the body in the second stage of transcendence and holiness, but after death, they were absorbed by the "soul calling banner" and finally fused with each other to form a quite In the second realm of ghosts and immortals, the strength at the peak of the out-of-body soul surpassed that of the deity.

This is not the general of the ghost, but the commander of the ghost.

As soon as it was condensed, it opened its huge mouth and roared towards the sky, making a deafening roar, as if it wanted to sweep away the suffocation in the heart of the high priest of the undead.

Then, a dim light flickered in his eyes, dark, cold, without any warmth, and immediately charged towards Jiang Yi.

At the same time, the Cursed High Priest also moved. He leaped forward, tapped his fingers in the air, nine times in a row, and landed on nine different positions in front of him. It seems to sing: "The great master of ancient witches, when you created the way of witchcraft, the sky was the setting sun, and the earth was a cage. All living beings have life and death. Where there is existence, there will be dissipation. Where there is blessing, there will be curse!"

At the end of the voice, just when his ninth finger fell, a strong fluctuation occurred in an instant, and the void appeared distorted.

The positions where the nine dots fell produced bright lights, flashing and flashing, connected to each other, forming a pattern, flying forward, reflecting the Kyushu thousands of miles, the eight wildernesses are endless.

"This is……"

Jiang Yi immediately realized that the scene in front of him had changed. The big sun in the sky was suddenly missing a part, glowing bright red, dim, and the mountains, rivers and earth seemed to be drifting away from him, turning into nothingness.

He seemed to be in a huge cage, isolated and cast aside by the world, lost all voices in his ears, his heart became extremely small, and suffered a huge impact.

"The art of curse!"

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth inexplicably, his face suddenly turned pale, he closed his eyes, and squeezed out these four words from his mouth.

This cursing high priest, the most powerful witchcraft is "curse". It is very strange, evil, and hard to guard against. Jiang Yi fell for it unknowingly.

He immediately ran the "Lunar Moon Blossom Jue", and his thoughts circulated 49 times in his mind to suppress all evil thoughts. Then he opened his eyes, and saw a tall figure descending from the sky with a terrifying aura, towards the He came over.

It was the ghost commander who charged in front of him in a flash.

As soon as his face changed, his body immediately retreated and dodged.

But suddenly, a strong crisis rushed into his heart. With a flash of his eyes, he found that behind him, Prince Jidu suddenly appeared, holding a "spear of killing", blocking his retreat, and then The power of the curse that cursed the high priest continued to erode his heart, and the crisis in his heart rose to several levels again.

The power of the two ghosts and immortals in the second realm of soul out of the body, together with Prince Jidu, a master of Wuman practitioners, launched a ferocious siege on Jiang Yi.

Almost irresistible, Jiang Yi immediately fell into a dilemma. He had no way to dodge. At the critical moment, he could only concentrate all his power in the ancient elephant horned armor, completely mobilizing this low-grade spiritual weapon, bursting out A powerful defensive force came to resist the culling of the ghost coach and Prince Jidu.

His whole body was enveloped in the ancient elephant barren horn armor, seamlessly.

when!
The attack of the Yinhun coach and Prince Jidu immediately landed on it, making an earth-shattering sound, and directly knocked Jiang Yi into the air.

There was a crackling sound echoing on the armor of the ancient elephant's horned horn, and the light was dim.

The terrifying power fell on Jiang Yi's body through this low-grade spiritual weapon, puff!He spat out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, was severely injured, and gasped violently.

"He can't hold on anymore, kill!" The high priest of the undead yelled, flicked two fingers, clang, and the sacrificial knife appeared immediately, flew out, was caught in the hand of the ghost commander, and cut it suddenly.

boom!
Jiang Yi was immediately cut back and hit a mountain peak, which shook and collapsed with a bang.

"Jiang Yi, you are proud enough to die under the siege of the three of us. As long as I get the "Prime Ancient Manner", I can become the No. 1 of the Desolate Race, establish the Great Desolate Dynasty, and lead the Desolate Race to prosperity. !"

Prince Jidu strode forward, and with a move of the spear, the mountain collapsed completely, huge boulders flew horizontally, and was immediately razed to the ground.

"Blood Fiend Wheel!"

At this moment, Jiang Yi rushed out from the rubble, with madness in his eyes, he swung his big hand, woo woo woo, a bloody light appeared, and shot directly at Prince Jidu's eyebrows.

However, Prince Jidu seemed to have been on guard for a long time, his body stepped back several steps, and with a spear piercing the sky, he swept forward and knocked the blood evil wheel into the air.

"It's useless, you can only accept your fate and accept death." Prince Jidu said coldly.

At this time, the ghost commander held the low-grade spiritual weapon sacrificial knife, and beheaded him again, extremely vicious.

"Banning King Talisman!"

Jiang Yi's blue veins popped up, and he immediately opened his mouth to spit out, bang, the banning king talisman spurted out, exuding a powerful and boundless banning power, covering the ghost coach at once, and sealing him layer by layer.

At the same time, he was full of murderous intent, grabbed it with his big hand, and the Sword of Grand Virtue immediately appeared in his hand, and all the low-grade spirit stones on his body flew in and merged into the sword of Grand Virtue.

He grasped the sword of Haoran, aimed at Prince Jidu and slashed.

"What? A middle-grade spiritual weapon!" Prince Ji Du was shocked, and hurriedly urged the "Spear of Killing" to resist, vomiting blood and retreating.

"kill!"

Jiang Yi didn't talk nonsense, let out a low growl, and slashed out with three swords in a row, launching a fierce attack on Prince Jidu.

Prince Ji Du's mind was shocked, he could only fight back, he was powerless to fight back, he was bleeding all over his body, and immediately suffered heavy injuries.

Ding ding ding... At this moment, the cursing high priest slapped the storage bag, and a black bell appeared in his hand, and when he shook it, a series of strange sounds immediately came out.

The voice seemed extremely sudden, as if it possessed the magical power to shake the heart and soul. Centered on the cursed high priest, it spread to the surroundings, passed into Jiang Yi's ears, passed into his mind, and made him rush towards Prince Jidu His body paused, and the Sword of Grand Virtue slowed down.

(End of this chapter)