Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

When the underground spiritual room of Muyu Tower was in a nightmare.

Outside the Lingshan Houtu Hall, on the Qianxing Platform, Wang Luo's curse had just completed the first step.

He stepped on the blood-stained high platform, and his two long boots woven with Lingshan clouds sank lightly into the blood mud. In front of him, there was a human-shaped blood puppet floating quietly.

He spit out a series of sharp sounds from his throat, as if hundreds of insects were vibrating their wings together, and as if worms covered with mucus were twisting their bodies.

And this creepy sound is actually the opening remarks of the spell-casting technique. If its meaning is translated into ordinary words, it is:

"Mother of Disaster, I am willing to give a boat to those who are connected to my fate."

This is the opening remarks of the magic cultivators who worship the Mother of Disaster, which are almost uniform. The first sentence is to worship the gods, the second sentence is to lock the target, and the third round is the beginning of the curse.

Wang Luo's curse system originated from the guardian woman who worshipped the Mother of Disaster, so naturally he started by calling the Mother of Disaster.

As for the second sentence, the person whose fate is connected, it was the target that Yu Xiaobo sent to his door.

He used the Eight-Direction Fortune Reduction Formation to reduce Wang Luo's fortune, which was actually equivalent to strongly connecting his own fate with Wang Luo. Therefore, as long as Wang Luo traced back to its source along this link, he could easily cross a distance of hundreds of miles and lock Yu Xiaobo's original body.

The puppet in front of him, which was made of a faint blood mist, was the concrete product of this mysterious bond.

And the last sentence, the boat of salvation, was the general term for the various curses of the monks in the Valley of Destiny.

For these demon cultivators, the essence of curse is not to kill and torture, but to ferry people to the other side of the sea of ​​suffering and achieve immortality.

Yes, this is even a kind of mercy.

The mercy technique transforms the fragile and thin flesh and blood body into the supreme evil body that can survive the sea of ​​suffering and hell.

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At the same time, downstairs in the Muyu Building, Yu Xiaobo's body had begun to decay and rot, while those deformed organs were rapidly proliferating and spreading. The more life energy was infused, the more severe the deterioration trend became.

At the critical moment, Professor Lang suddenly remembered a record he had seen in an old immortal history book. A flash of inspiration came to his mind, and he shouted loudly: "This is 'Yan Sheng Syndrome'! Yu Xiaobo's 'true body' was tampered with! So deformed organs began to grow in his body! At this time, you must not force the life energy in, otherwise it will only promote the growth of deformed things!"

As soon as the words came out, some people in the field suddenly realized, and some were confused.

Yan Sheng Syndrome?

Yu Wannian roared back: "Meng Fengyin, stop the life energy array!"

Meng Fengyin gritted his teeth, risking the damage to the golden elixir in his stomach, and instantly reversed it, forcibly stopping the wind and rain transformation. And as expected, once the life energy array stopped, Yu Xiaobo's deformation trend also slowed down.

However, it was only a slowdown, not a complete stop.

It seemed as if there was still a will in the dark, continuing to catalyze all this.

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"...May he have wings that can fly through the strong wind, gills and webbed feet that can swim in the dark sea; may he have a hundred hands that are clever and unrestrained, and a heart that resonates with the dark soil."

On the high platform, Wang Luo's spell was like the howling of insect tides, constantly echoing among the mountains of Baidian. And his expression was meticulous, as if he was just carrying out the established task, without any emotions mixed in.

He didn't know much about Du'e Valley. Everything originated from a blood bead calculated by Qianxingtai, so Wang Luo didn't intend to make any changes, and only followed the plan calculated by Qianxingtai.

And according to the calculation results of Qianxingtai, as long as this spell ended, it would just be enough to take his life without causing excessive pain to the other party.

Yes, Wang Luo didn't intend to torture Yu Xiaobo other than death.

As an ancient monk, his killing standards are much more relaxed than those of modern people. For example, Yu Xiaobo, who was not guilty of a capital crime but was persistent and had endless troubles, Wang Luo could kill him without hesitation.

But he would never torture the other party deliberately. On the contrary, he would do his best to make Yu Xiaobo die more cleanly.

Therefore, before casting the curse, he used the power of the Star-pulling Platform to carefully calculate the "dose" of the curse. With his current attainments, it should be just enough to make several deformed organs grow in Yu Xiaobo's body, and then quickly contaminate his blood.

This poisonous blood can easily break through to the brain, so it only takes a moment to kill.

Among the many curses recorded in the Blood Pearl, this one was rated as a negative example by Du'e Valley for its quick effect, less pain, and killing people invisibly... But it was exactly what Wang Luo wanted.

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But the scene in the underground spirit room had already gotten out of control.

Because the transformation was accelerated by the Life Formation at the beginning, Yu Xiaobo had now expanded into a giant flesh monster, and new limbs and organs were constantly struggling out of this pile of flesh.

Although Yu Xiaobo had not died yet, his appearance was more miserable than death.

The people in the spirit room fell into an unbearable silence.

Yu Wannian immediately broke the silence and said angrily: "What should we do? Tell me!"

Professor Lang said: "I just checked the information urgently. 'Wansheng disease' is often caused by waste poison..."

"Waste poison... Impossible! It can't be waste poison!" Yu Wannian interrupted sharply, but his voice was trembling, obviously poking at his secret pain.

Professor Lang felt strange in his heart, but he didn't care, just gave Professor Feng a wink. The latter quietly released a waste talisman and stuck it on Yu Xiaobo's flesh.

Almost instantly, the speed of blood distortion slowed down again!

Seeing this situation, Professor Lang did not dare to claim credit, which irritated Yu Wannian, and said instead: "Of course, the cause of the distortion can be found later. Now, the most important thing is that we should activate the breathing formation again, and then use The method of 'drizzle transformation' nourishes normal flesh and blood while gradually removing abnormal flesh and blood..."

Professor Meng did as he was told without needing to be reminded. In an instant, the wind and rain started again outside the building, and the drizzle seeped into the ground along the soil, turning into invisible life.

Professor Lang added: "In addition, you should stand in the 'maintaining position' and the 'naturalizing position', and let the power of drizzle transform into the flesh, bone marrow, and even the depths of the soul, so as to correct his abnormal situation from the root and turn this sycophant into a Fight the disease completely!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the two black-clothed guards took the initiative to stand in the corresponding position, stepped forward, held swords in their hands, and murmured endlessly.

At this time, the people in this breathing formation were only cultivating golden elixirs. However, with the blessing of the breathing formation, they suddenly had the great magical power to reverse life and death and recreate the human body of flesh and blood!

I saw the pool of flesh and blood on the ground, slowly but firmly reversing its original human form bit by bit... The bone spurs began to shrink, the granules fell off one by one, and the face that was unrecognizable due to edema and decay also grew new skin, faintly appearing... Contours belonging to the cowavelet.

"Okay..." Yu Wanchang breathed out softly, feeling that the situation had finally been settled.

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On the other side, the swarms of insects roared in the Hundred Halls of Lingshan, and they obviously paused.

"The heart and lungs fuse to create the breath of decay; the liver and spleen repel each other to fuse blood, flesh and bones with sepsis, bone, bone..."

In any case, the word marrow of bone marrow cannot be uttered!

Wang Luo felt as if there was a foreign object in his throat, and then, the spell that was as sharp as the sound of insects was manipulated by invisible force and forcibly reversed!

"Bones, flesh and blood melt with poison and pus, repelling the liver and spleen..."

In an instant, the curse that was already halfway through was almost back to the original sentence! At the same time, a few drops of dark poisonous blood splashed out from his throat and dripped along the corners of his mouth.

Hiss... the wooden table of Qianxingtai suddenly made a sound of being corroded!

Wang Luo's heart trembled, and he realized that there was something wrong with his spell, and it seemed to have been forcibly interrupted. And the price of being interrupted is the unstoppable backlash!

Things started to deviate from the original plan.

At almost the same time, the blood mud on the high platform under his feet began to boil faintly, and the cold aura from the red star in the west poured in crazily, turning into a series of mysterious knowledge, which made Wang Luo suddenly enlightened.

The next moment, he took a deep breath, and the true energy in his body swirled like a strong wind, surrounding the invisible object in the middle of his dantian, faintly shining with golden light!

The golden light lit up, as if there was an extra star on the thick earth palace, and the sharper buzz of insects exploded. Every syllable of the curse-casting ceremony began to move forward along an unstoppable trajectory!

"The heart and lungs blend together, the liver and spleen repel each other... The boat to survive the disaster should have hundreds of hands, thousands of legs, and ten thousand compound eyes!"

If he were outside Lingshan Mountain, Wang Luo's current strength would not be enough to use Due Valley's curse-casting technique skillfully, let alone forward and reverse freely... But within Lingshan Mountain, on this star-drawing platform, He can temporarily reveal a trace of the power of the wonderful golden elixir, and achieve the destined goal without allowing anyone to stop it!

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puff!

Downstairs from Mu Yu, Professor Meng, who was in charge of the vitality formation, felt as if his chest was being gouged out with a knife. Under the severe pain, there were signs that the formation was out of control on the spot. The two men in black, who were standing in the defensive and naturalized positions, even screamed, and then spit out a bunch of internal organ fragments that were jumping on the ground from their mouths!

The desolate poison... seems to have begun to spread.

"No way!" Professor Lang immediately lost control. "We can't stop it anymore. We must evacuate immediately. Everyone, hurry up..."

Before he finished speaking, an iron-like hand grasped his chin firmly.

Yu Wannian's eyes were red and he was breathing like a cow: "No one can leave! Everyone, everything is as usual!"

Needless to say, the two severely injured black-clad guards had been replaced by new comrades-in-arms. Yu Xiaobo's relatives and friends, including the trembling black and white demons in the corner, could not withstand Yu Wannian's fierce power and continued to fight mercilessly. Reluctantly, he stayed where he was, injecting his own true energy that was better than nothing into the breath formation.

At the same time, he is also contributing his own blessings in the invisible formation.

As for the injured Professor Meng, Yu Wannian personally took his place.

With the rotation of new forces, especially with the deterrence of Yu Wannian, the operation of the formation became firm again, and Yu Xiaobo's distortion also began to reverse bit by bit. Vaguely, among the pile of flesh and blood, a normal humanoid outline could be vaguely seen.

But this good situation did not last long, and some people began to be unable to bear the heavy pressure.

Yu Wannian's face turned red, and there was a taste of rust in his mouth.

After all, he was not good at cultivation and forced to preside over the breath formation. It was really beyond his ability.

But at this moment, except for Meng Fengyin, no one else has any attainments in formations. If it were anyone else, the situation might not be better.

In a daze, Yu Wannian thought of a person, a woman who always wore a coat and boots. If she were here, it would be most suitable to preside over the formation, but she was not around tonight!

The next moment, Yu Wannian realized that he really couldn't hold on any longer and had to make a decisive decision and activate the last layer of insurance.

His eyes turned to the seven puppets that were still dancing.

The puppets that were supposed to protect Yu Xiaobo, for some reason, just like the martial arts command, were completely ineffective... At this time, the puppets were dancing on the rotten flesh, as if they were intimacy with the rotten flesh on the ground, and even more as if they were mocking and humiliating Yu Wannian.

As for the diagram of the Eight-Direction Fortune Reduction Array, it had long been submerged in blood.

Yu Wannian's eyes gradually gathered fierceness.

Since you are unwilling to play your role obediently, I have no choice but to let you play your role.

Next, just choose a puppet and break it forcibly, and you can instantly stimulate the powerful power of a living sacrifice.

And he will break all these puppets at the same time!

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In the Lingshan Thick Earth Hall, Wang Luo's curse-casting ceremony finally came to an end.

The process was much more difficult than expected. He overdrew his true essence before he finally forced the ceremony forward, but overdraft is overdraft after all. Without damaging the origin, it can only stop here.

But this sudden and long tug-of-war, he won after all.

After that, as long as the last sentence is recited according to the established procedure, the curse ceremony can be successfully concluded, and the blood puppet floating in the air can also disappear into thin air.

But at this moment, a strong warning came from his mind, and the high platform under his feet was shining with blood!

The Star-pulling Platform was warning him in the most intense way.

And Wang Luo seemed to rely on instinct, under the guidance of the blood light, slowly raised his right hand, palm down, index finger up, fingertips pointing to the crescent moon in the sky.

After that, the left arm was raised, and the four fingers of the left hand were placed in front of the index finger of the right hand, one by one, bending the fingers, and holding the erected finger tightly, and then holding it tightly!

The essence of the curse of Du'e Valley is a kind of mercy. A kind of mercy from the caster to the recipient.

And mercy is never without cost.

Spells, true essence, computing power... are actually just insignificant costs.

For the curse of Du'e Valley that transforms flesh and blood, the best sacrifice is undoubtedly the supreme grade of flesh and blood that can transform all things and contain infinite possibilities.

For example, the flesh and blood of a natural body.

Wang Luo suddenly smiled with a hint of enlightenment.

This time, he was no longer going to use the Hundred Life Curse, which was just the right dose and could make people die silently.

Instead, it was an implosion curse that came with the aura, as if it was a natural enlightenment.

Use flesh and blood as weapons, flesh and blood as targets, flesh and blood as fuel, and flesh and blood as sparks.

The spell sang in his heart, and at the same time Wang Luo exerted force with his left hand and twisted his wrist.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the tightly grasped finger was forcibly pulled off from the palm!

And Wang Luo's will instantly crossed a hundred miles and reached the other end of the fate.

Bang!

The blood puppet floating in front of him exploded into a blood mist in the muffled sound!

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