Speaking of this, Qinglian Zhenjun's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
In her eyes, Lu Xuanji is the most important.
As for the daughter-in-law of Zhenjun Ziyun, it is very unimportant.
As for Lu Xian's son, it is not important.
Lu Xian is just Ye Wanyi's son. If he has anything to do with certain people, she doesn't mind annihilating them out of justice.
It's just a son, just kill him and regenerate him.
She can also give birth to a son for Xuanji.
"She was controlled by the demon god. She didn't mean what she did just now, cough, cough, cough!" Lu Xuanji coughed, with a sigh in his expression. Just now he discovered that something was wrong with Zhenjun Ziyun.
True Lord Qinglian also looked at it carefully and found something wrong with True Lord Ziyun.
Ziyun Zhenjun's eyes were blood red, his soul was a little confused, there was a strange force eroding him, and there were two forces fighting in his soul.
"Green lotus purification!"
True Lord Qinglian activated his secret technique, and a stream of blue mana entered True Lord Ziyun's body, making a hissing sound.
True Lord Ziyun sneered and let out a weird laugh: "My little Xuanji, you have been hit by my withering curse. Every day will be withered, and a hundred years will be withered. Let's see how long you can hold on! Haha..."
At this moment, the weird smile disappeared.
The black air on Zhenjun Ziyun's face dissipated, his blood-red eyes became clear, and his whole body seemed to be wet with sweat. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Father, I'm sorry, I stabbed..."
"Ahem!"
Lu Xuanji was about to say something, but the moment he opened his mouth, he coughed endlessly, the breath on his body was dissipating, and the strange curse was eating away at his body.
"Push it down! Press it into the dungeon!"
True Lord Qinglian said indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed True Lord Ziyun, threw him into the dungeon, and suppressed him.
In the dungeon, it is hygienic and clean, and there is no severe punishment. It is more of a symbolic meaning.
Zhenjun Ziyun felt ashamed, did not resist, and let himself go to death row.
"Father, I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have fallen into the scheme!" Lu Xian said, and left in shame, and would have entered the dungeon.
…
Cough cough cough!
Lu Xuanji wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't speak. His body was cold and trembling.
The strength in my body is fading, and when I move my muscles and bones, I feel sore all over, as if I am entering old age.
The power of the curse was surging on the dagger, and Lu Xuanji reached out to pull out the dagger, but at this moment, True Lord Qinglian said: "Husband, no, if you pull out the dagger, the injury will be aggravated!"
"really!"
Lu Xuanji sighed, "Just when he was about to pull out the dagger, he felt uneasy in his heart."
It seems that when the dagger is pulled out, there is great fear and great danger.
Qinglian Zhenjun said: "The Withered Glory Curse is one of the top curses. Under this curse, one day can cut off a hundred years of life, and after ninety-nine and eighty-one days, it will cut off the monk's eight thousand and one hundred years of life. If
A cultivator who transforms into gods will die if he is cursed by this curse!"
"Is there a way to break the curse?" Lu Xuanji asked.
Qinglian Zhenjun said: "There are three main ways to break the curse. One is to rely on tyrannical cultivation to suppress the curse. If a Void Refining monk can rely on his own cultivation to tyrannically suppress the curse, he will be able to kill himself for at most eight hundred years.
Lifespan only;
Gu Jin
Secondly, if there is a top-level magic weapon to suppress it, the curse can also be broken. My body is Qinglian, which has the effect of expelling and suppressing the curse. If I enter the realm of god transformation, I can easily break the curse with the magical effect of Qinglian;
But now that I am only at the sixth level of Nascent Soul, I can only suppress part of the curse, and your lifespan will be reduced from eight thousand one hundred years to four thousand years."
"The third way...it's better not to say anything!"
Speaking of this, Qinglian Zhenjun's eyes flashed with murderous intent and a trace of anger, "In order to be cruel to you, the two monster gods did not hesitate to lose face, use the big one to bully the small ones, and plot against you... Sigh..."
Recalling the scene just now, Qinglian Zhenjun flashed a sigh and a strong unwillingness in his eyes.
When they reach the realm of becoming gods, those powerful ones who become gods rarely bully the small ones and take action against Nascent Soul monks.
On the one hand, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator is not worthy of being transformed into a god.
So what if you are a genius, and what if you are a monster. When you reach the Nascent Soul realm, some of you are not qualified to be a monster, and others are not qualified to be heaven-defying. However, most monks fall on the threshold of becoming gods.
Many monks who transform themselves into gods have seen too many geniuses in their lives. They are full of confidence and think that they will achieve god transformation and realize immeasurable enlightenment, but in the end they turn into ashes.
A mere genius is not worth their while.
On the other hand, monks who transform themselves into gods also have children, apprentices, successors, etc. If they use the big one to bully the small ones, it is inevitable that their opponents will also take action against their wives, children, and apprentices.
The gods are intimidating each other and fearing each other.
For the sake of the younger generation, Huashen will not take action against the younger generation.
The third reason is that the cultivator of Transformation God is very busy, busy practicing every day, and has no time to pay attention to the juniors. If you look at this genius today and want to kill it, and look at that genius tomorrow and want to kill it, then the cultivator of Transformation God is still practicing or not, and whether he is improving or not.
Cultivation.
Under normal circumstances, the Incarnation God will not be attacked by Yuanying monks.
Because it’s not worthy, because it’s not worth it, and because there’s no time.
But Lu Xuanji was good. Two god-transformation monks attacked him directly. One left a trap in the golden elixir, and the other controlled the Nascent Soul monk to assassinate him. How shameless was this?
Lu Xuanji coughed and said, "The Curse of Withered Glory reduces a monk's lifespan by 8,100 years. In other words, if I live for 10,000 years, can I withstand the Curse of Glory?"
"yes!"
True Lord Qinglian nodded and said: "The lifespan of practicing Qi is one hundred and twenty years, the lifespan of foundation building is two hundred and forty years, the lifespan of Zifu is four hundred and eighty years, the lifespan of golden elixir is one thousand years, the lifespan of Nascent Soul is two thousand years, the lifespan of transformation is
The lifespan of a god is five thousand years, and only those who are strong in refining the void have a lifespan of ten thousand years."
"But you are just a Nascent Soul cultivator with a lifespan of only two thousand years. Now you still have eleven hundred years left. You simply cannot survive eighty-one days. You may not be able to hold on on the twelfth day."
"It just so happens that I have a Time Fruit that can increase my life span by ten thousand years!"
Lu Xuanji smiled and took a box directly from the Cave Dzi Bead.
What does it indicate?
True Lord Qinglian immediately activated his magic power to cover the surrounding area.
At this moment, it is difficult for the Avatar to observe the changes here.
Lu Xuanji opened the box and saw a red fruit inside, the size of a fist, as red as fire, with a seal on it.
"This is……"
Qinglian Zhenjun asked.
"The seventh-grade Time Fruit, after taking it, can increase your life span by ten thousand years!" Lu Xuanji coughed: "As for the shortcoming, my cultivation level is too weak. If I take this magical fruit, it may cause the medicine to be wasted, or it may be
The terrifying power of the medicine is enough to explode!"
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