King of Gods

Zhao Feng’s eyes suddenly turned bright. After “death chasing”, he was still the first person to see the “death curse” on his body.

Moreover, it is recognized at first sight.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but give birth to a few expectations, and he did not find the wrong person.

Obviously, the Six Witches have at least some understanding of the "curse of the dead language."

but.

When the six witches read the words "death curse", they looked a little dignified.

"The wise man, this curse of death, do you seem to know something?"

Zhao Feng could not help but ask.

Six witches have been immersed for a moment and seem to be thinking about something.

After a long time.

He has experienced the vicissitudes of turbidity and sorrows, and casts his attention to the innocent Scorpio: "The curse of the dead language was originally derived from the ancient witches who ranked second in the Taikoo Wanzu list. The price of this ban is death. The stronger the carrier, the more powerful it is. Gao. In the age of Taikoo, the ancient Wu people's dying words, even the ancient gods, the mythical race of the Wanbang list, can not be spared."

Zhao Feng heard this and his heart was shocked.

This "death curse" is even more terrible than he expected.

Even the mythical spirits of the Taikoo gods and the Wanshang list cannot be spared.

It is no wonder that the **** body of his "Xuanbing Squad" is also in a slow recession and cannot be eliminated.

"Today's Brahma, the ancient witches are basically extinct; but in the later generations, there are still some people who have the ultimate research on the secrets of the soul and the ability to launch this technique. Perhaps the power is far less than the ancient witches, but it cannot be ignored. ""

Speaking of this, the Six Witches are slightly curious to look at Zhao Feng.

"That man is the death emperor."

Zhao Feng is right.

"Death Emperor, it really is him. Looking at the sea, his soul is rumored, and the peak is extremely important; what is important is that the death shackles are the blood heritage of the souls of the eight great gods, which is a powerful carrier of the curse of the dead language."

Six witches sighed.

Zhao Feng had to admit that the soul of the death emperor was beyond his own level.

Unfortunately.

He met the peak of Zhao Feng's spirit - the blood of the "God" level, was restrained.

Otherwise, in exchange for the land of the sea, no one great emperor can defeat the death emperor, let alone the chasing of it.

Even the Lord, do not want to easily provoke the death of the Emperor.

"That dare to ask the wise, is there any way to resolve the curse of the dead?"

Zhao Feng’s heart is tense.

“There are some methods, but most of them are extremely demanding.”

Six witches stunned.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but concentrate on listening.

This time he looked for the Six Witches, there is no hope, the other party can resolve his death curse.

However, the Six Witches, known as the Scholars, can be seen in him, and can have many inheritances such as life, music, and fascination.

Zhao Feng is just a hope, six witches, can give themselves some inspiration and methods.

"The first method, to find the reincarnation, the blood of this god, to a certain extent, can restrain the ‘death curse,.”

Reincarnation

One of the eight great gods.

Zhao Feng’s heart is happy, at least in this world, there is the existence of the curse of the dead language.

However, in the land of Canghai, it seems that only the inheritors of death and the fate of fate have emerged. As for the reincarnation, it has never appeared.

And it is said.

The reincarnation is the rarest of the eight great gods.

"The second method - everything in the world, is balanced, there is a curse of death, then there is a blessing in the dead."

Six witches smiled slightly.

Death blessing?

Zhao Feng suddenly stunned and said: "Death blessings and death curses are like the opposite of water and fire, life and death."

"Yes."

Six witches nodded.

The blessing of the dead language is the most direct way to resolve the curse of the dead language.

"However, the principle of the death of the blessing of the dead language, like the curse of the dead language, belongs to the dead witchcraft. The so-called "dead language, naturally started after death..."

Six witches shook their heads slightly.

Zhao Feng understood, but bitterly shook his head.

To spur the death of the dead, it is necessary to use the "death" of the surgeon as the basis for the slogan.

In other words.

The operator must be equal to the death emperor, the soul is arrogant, or even stronger; and the carrier is not lost to the emperor and the death, the death is the premise, and the "death blessing" can be launched to resolve the death of Zhao Feng. with.

This condition can be described as harsh.

Estimated that the entire Canghai, it is difficult to find a qualified person.

Even if there are such people, who will be willing to sacrifice themselves to launch this "death blessing".

"The third, the gold shelling method. This is the old idea, for you, maybe there is a feasible way.

Six witches looked at Zhao Feng's eyes.

"Oh?"

In the eyes of Zhao Feng, hopes are once again ignited.

"Golden oyster shelling method must be on your body, there is a certain restricted area, it can be isolated, and it is not affected by the essence of the curse of the dead language..."

Six witches stated.

Forbidden area?

When Zhao Feng heard half of it, he suddenly understood the principle of the "golden shelling method."

There is indeed a restricted area on him.

His spiritual eye, its essential function, is not affected by the curse of death.

The recession is only the heart and soul of the day after tomorrow.

The eye of the gods, the most central blue water lake, the area that reaches the dreamland is completely a restricted area.

Also.

In the soul of Zhao Feng, the area that absorbs the gods and robs the thunder, can also curb the curse of the dead language.

"Let your forbidden area be reborn, and the rest will die in the dead language; this is the golden hulling method. Only a few special babies exist, you can use this method. I believe that you who have the ninth oracle can try this method."

Six witches smiled.

The above is the three methods of the Six Witches.

The first two, all need to rely on external forces; the third method, Zhao Feng through his own, you can try.

"The third method, you can learn from the death emperor, through the ‘death of death, to rebuild. But this method is too dangerous, and will abandon the body and blood, and the body is repaired.”

Zhao Feng secretly sighed.

The most ideal method is the second one - the blessing of death.

This method is more targeted and the most thorough; but correspondingly, the conditions required for this method are also the most demanding.

But anyway.

Zhao Feng has a clear idea of ​​how to solve the curse of the dead language, and no longer knows nothing.

"Thank you for your advice."

Zhao Feng is grateful to others, it is difficult to have such a comprehensive solution.

"Little friends are serious."

The six witches were slightly bitter and shook their heads: "You are the infinite possibility of the ninth god. If you are not without you, Qin Qin can't reverse the numerology. She is afraid of dying before the age of sixteen."

"Qin?"

Zhao Feng and Honghu City Lord, the heart of the move, understand this trip six witch towers, another purpose.

Immediately.

Zhao Feng told the Six Witches in the experience of the "Fan Fan Gu Yin Dian".

"If the old speculation is correct, Qin Qin has been born for eight years."

On the face of the six witches, there was a long-lost relief.

Hearing this statement, Zhao Feng faintly understands what is going on with the so-called new life.

"This new way of life, you should have seen, but that person, can not be like a violin, to appreciate the scenery of the Van Gogh, reverse the numeracy."

There is a mysterious meaning in the tone of the Six Witches.

That person, have you seen it with yourself? However, Zhao Feng could not remember for a moment.

"Wise, can you tell me, Qin Qin, where is it?"

The owner of Honghu City could not help but talk.

Zhao Feng is also eager to know the specific whereabouts of Qin Qin.

"Zhao Feng, if the fate is still there, you will see the Qinqin again; if you have to determine the specific whereabouts, unless you find the reincarnation."

Six witches have a deep smile in their eyes.

Zhao Feng always feels that the Six Witches know more information, but they are not willing to tell themselves.

"What is the reincarnation?"

Zhao Feng thought of one of the inheritance of the eight great gods, and could not help but be speechless.

"After the reincarnation, before the 10,000-year-old, it appeared in the mainland; but it was only a short-lived, and the dragon did not see the end."

Six witches said.

"What about the mainland?"

Zhao Feng whispered, he knew that there was a place to go.

Six witches on the tower.

Zhao Feng stayed for a moment, did not bother, and left with the Six Witches.

He always felt that the six witches had various mysterious colors, and so far, they still can't see through.

The tower is forty-seven.

Six witches watched Zhao Feng’s departure.

Meow ~

The big lazy cat made a long, lazy call.

"Little Xiaohuahua domain has such a huge source of gas transportation, but here is not the center of numerology."

Six witches snorted.

Just on the same day.

Six witches disbanded the six witch towers, with a big lazy cat, drifting away.

Since then.

The Six Witches in the Qinghua domain became a legend, and they never returned. They never returned.

However, the mysterious color in his body left a strong and colorful stroke in the history of Qinghua.

coincidentally.

In the six witches, half a month after leaving.

The Red Moon Demon teaches an elder, leads a large number of elites, and flies directly to the six witch towers, but falls into an empty space.

"It’s not the Six Witches, I am the commander of the Lord. I came to give birth to him, I don’t want to..."

The elder of the red moon, on the six witch tower, stood for a long time before leaving.

however.

This team of the Red Crescent soldiers left hundreds of miles.

嗖

A magnificent and bright orange glow, flying from the direction of the empty sea outside the domain, the powerful atmosphere that makes everyone feel a suffocation.

The comer is a young black-haired man with deep gaze and dark stars.

Every time he moves, he has a belief and will in the world, giving people a sense of oppression.

"who"

The red moon elder, just flew out of a range, met the black-haired youth.

"Hey, this person looks a little familiar..."

"It is him... Yu Tianyi at the last real dragon meeting, one of the world's arrogance."

Several of the Red Crescent elites snorted.

"Red Moon Ember? Then let's solve it."

Yu Tianyi smiled lightly, slowly raised his palm, a beautiful orange light, like Jin Wu Lie, instantly swallowed a few square miles.

"Ah,"

Dozens of elites, including the Red Moon elders, burned and melted in the orange light and turned into fly ash.

Between the tricks, many of the Red Moon strongmen, including one of the Sayādaws, were destroyed.

"Zhao Feng, I seem to have sensed the breath you have existed..."

Yu Tian stands in the same place, and the black hair is dancing.

From the blood of the unparalleled war, the most intuitive sense of war, he looked in a certain direction.

In that direction, across the vast space, you can reach a remote area of ​​the Northland - Hengyun.

at this time.

Zhao Feng is already in the 13 countries of Hengyun.

(On the last day of the month, the monthly ticket recommendation expires and is invalid)