After her identity was exposed, she began to chase her husband to the crematorium

His breathing began to stagnate, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Is this the end...

She slowly closed her eyes.

However, when her vision gradually turned dark, an emerald green sword light shone out like a meteor streaking through the sky.

puff!

The light struck the ghost's hand, as if it were a physical body, and there was a crisp cutting sound.

"Ow!"

The snake king's spirit body was in pain immediately, and the entire hand of the ghost hand was cut off directly.

Kayan's body lost support and fell softly.

A figure in black appeared, caught her body in the air, and brought her to the ground steadily.

Until now, this embrace is already relatively familiar to her.

This person has the familiar refreshing scent of osmanthus, and his breathing is always smoother than that of ordinary boys.

That person is naturally Jing Chen.

Jingchen held the girl in his arms tightly, watching the virus-like light gradually spread onto her pretty face, he felt only indescribable pain in his heart.

So she hurriedly cut through the space, took out a bottle of potion, and applied it on her pretty face.

When the light came into contact with the potion, it was quickly completely eliminated, and Kayan's body returned to normal again.

Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief. At the last moment, he found the antidote potion in the ancient tomb and rushed over. Fortunately, he was able to catch up.

? If her blood hadn't been needed to open the door, Jingchen would have come here long ago. He and Kayan briefly parted ways before to get this bottle of antidote just to be on the safe side. Judging from the final result, he was always right.

? He is of the wood type, especially with the power of a god. He is invulnerable to all poisons, but he cannot guarantee that other people with him can also enjoy this effect.

Afterwards, he sent Kayan back to the realm beyond the clouds, while he himself closed all the doors to this mysterious realm outside.

Then he picked up the broken sword, stood up slowly, and turned his head to look at the light suspended in mid-air.

His eyes were cold.

The Snake King seemed to feel a huge threat from this man that he had never experienced before.

"Roar!"

Then the spirit of the Snake King roared loudly, and the dark green light suddenly swelled up, gradually forming a skeleton in the air.

One, a skeleton wearing armor.

Soon, the ghost hand that was cut off by Jing Chen recovered and was then spliced ​​to the king's body. The return of the ghost hand made the skeleton in front of him even more ferocious.

The green aura stood out in the skeleton's mouth. It looked up at Jingchen. Even though it was not incarnate, its majesty and intimidation still existed.

But what it received was that Jingchen lifted up little by little and faced its sword peak from afar.

The next moment, the king suddenly raised his ghost hand.

Suddenly, dots of dark green light suddenly lit up around the tomb, and the light quickly formed long swords one after another in mid-air.

On the ghost hand, a simple-looking stabbing sword also appeared.

In the blink of an eye, there were thousands of lightsabers above the tomb, all aimed at Jingchen below at the same time.

Roar!

The king gave an order, and the lightsaber fired downwards!

40. Curse?Just nutrients

call!

Thousands of sharp blades cut through the air, and a sharp and piercing sound was heard in the tomb. These sounds gradually converged into a terrifying Sanskrit sound.

In the sight of everyone, Jingchen was almost unable to block so many swords, and at this flying speed, it was impossible to open an effective protective barrier when being stabbed.

What's more, when the sword started flying, Jingchen didn't move at all.

Even when the sword was about to hit him, he still didn't move!

In an instant, Jingchen's hand holding the broken sword suddenly became stronger. A powerful force quickly flowed into the broken sword along his right hand, lighting up the runes on the sword.

The next moment, a huge cold wind blew in the tomb.

Ka Ka Ka Ka ~

Everyone present only heard dense, freezing sounds. Before they could see the situation clearly, their vision was completely covered by the cold air.

After just one encounter, more than half of the entire tomb was already covered in ice, with thick frost even condensing inside the cave.

The magicians with slightly higher magic levels quickly broke out of the ice. When they saw the scene in the tomb at this moment, they were all stunned.

All the phantom sword blades flying toward Jingchen were frozen in mid-air, motionless.

A young man, holding a big sword glowing with emerald green magic light, stood proudly among thousands of frozen blades.

This situation is like a miracle!

It once became an indelible legend in the lives of many magicians present.

Jingchen looked at the dead king's soul on the stage indifferently.

The next moment, the broken sword slashed horizontally.

The emerald green light burst out, and the already long sword suddenly grew a lot longer the moment it was lifted. From the looks of it, it could even be longer.

Boy and E300 stared at the huge lightsaber in stunned silence. This scene was deeply engraved in his memory, and he didn't even notice the green light gradually spreading on his body.

The giant sword slashed horizontally, cutting off the king's soul in one stroke.

The king didn't even make a sound of pain, he was just chopped down.

But just when the soul was about to dissipate, Jing Chen appeared in front of the king's skeleton in a flash. As soon as the soul-eating mirror came out, it absorbed the king's soul body without any waste.

After absorbing it, Jingchen looked at the soul-eating mirror and felt as if he had sucked a piece of garbage into it. The reaction from the mirror was not even as violent as that of the five dragons.

"The king's soul is nothing more than this."

After taking the mirror back, he looked at the sword suspended in the air, with uncontrollable greed in his eyes.

This is one of the goals of his trip, the King's Sword.

According to legend, this sword can summon thousands of spirit swords anytime and anywhere, and as the user's magic level increases, these spirit swords can perform more skill combinations.

In the end, even the King's Sword itself was able to assist in the battle independently, which can be said to be a quite powerful weapon.

However, when he stretched out his hand to hold the sword suspended in mid-air, the sword seemed to sense something and quickly flew downwards.

Snapped!

The King's Sword came into the hands of another.

Jing Chen looked back and soon discovered that the bodies of those below who had been pulled in by the king had been completely swallowed up by the dark green light.

His body was controlled by the light, and he walked towards Jingchen bit by bit.

The King's Sword finally flew into Boy's hand.

Boy held the King's Sword high with a stern smile on his face.

"Flesh, fresh flesh!"

"Hahahahaha."

Of all the people present, only E300, who had been using magic to protect himself, barely survived.

He climbed to the side with difficulty, gritted his teeth, and shouted to Jingchen: "Be careful, this is the king's curse!"

"It is said that the third generation king of the Akatsuki Dynasty was good at sorcery. He would turn his own power into a curse and release it onto other people, swallowing their souls and their bodies bit by bit."

"The cursed person will become the king's puppet. If you come into contact with these curses, the curse will also spread to you, so be careful."

Jingchen looked at the E300 and nodded slightly.

"I didn't expect that there would be someone as kind as you in the royal family."

E300 said: "I'm just following orders and don't have any opinions about you."

"Let's do our part."

Jingchen said, putting the broken sword back.

This time, he plans to fight fire with fire.

"His curse has no effect on me."

After saying that, the emerald green magic circle lit up on the soles of his feet.

On the edge of the magic circle, you can even see a strange-shaped flower.

The wood spell is in his hands, and does not require deliberate sealing. He only needs to continuously instill power into the magic circle.

Soon, the emerald green light became stronger and stronger, completely lighting up the originally dark tomb.

In the light, the roots of the plant surged out, mercilessly piercing the bodies of those infected, but the thorns were not in critical areas.

Even those people only felt a little pain.

When the plant stabbed the human body, E300 was surprised to see that the curse wrapped on the surface of the human body was absorbed bit by bit along the rhizomes.

The absorbed curse actually came directly to Jingchen's right hand.

Jing Chen gently touched the cursed light and was stunned for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Finally, under E300's shocked gaze, he actually completely absorbed the curse into his body.

This man swallowed the curse? ? ?

What the hell kind of operation is this? ? ? !

And Jing Chen was right, this curse was of no use to him at all.

Even when his right hand touched the curse, he quietly understood the evil spell.

Soon, his eyes lit up with a dark green light that was almost the same as that of a king, and then the light covered his entire right arm, turning into a ghost hand glove.

"The power of a king."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Suddenly, there was a roar from the front. Jingchen raised his head and saw Boyi, who was completely covered by the curse, holding the King's Sword and slashing at him.

Boyi just cut off Jingchen's plant.

At present, all the curses he had finally arranged have been absorbed. The king does not understand. He has never been so aggrieved.

Kill this man and then seize his body.

The king could feel that the man in front of him was terrifying, very, very terrifying.

If he can occupy this body, he will return to the top!

He held the King's Sword high and poured all his strength into the sword. At that moment, the sword gathered extremely powerful power.

Destroy everything with just one slash.

But why did the man in front of him still not dodge the attack at all?

Not only didn't you blink, but you kept staring at him?

He didn't understand. He thought it was an insult and an act of looking down on him as a king.

So the sword in his hand swung down at Jing Chen's head without hesitation.

Snapped!

But the next moment, a ghost hand suddenly flashed out of his sight and grabbed his neck directly.