The power of the Burning Marrow Blood Spirit spell had already been consumed a lot when Zong Shou entered the fairyland.
Originally, if nothing unexpected happened, all the spell power would have completely disappeared within three to five months.
However, once entering the Hell of Death, this marrow-burning blood curse changed again, becoming more powerful each time.
Speaking of which, when this blood spirit curse was first strengthened, it was also in the Thousand Swords Death Prison.
Only the layer triggered by Han Xi did not increase.
Could it be said that it was also caused by this forbidden technique?
Is this blood spirit curse actually related to the forbidden spells in the Nine Jue Death Prison?
Zong Shou pondered for a moment, then shook his head again.
He had made a guess, but could not confirm it.
I thought that after getting rid of the Nine Arts this time, I would definitely find a top secret skill that can sort out the Qi meridians and gain insight into the mysteries.
With this kind of skill, why should we fear that we cannot find out the source of this blood-spirited curse?
And at this time, how can he still have the intention to investigate the cause of this retrograde blood energy?
Looking at the sky, Zong Shou's complexion turned green and white.
At that moment, I clearly felt heart palpitations, my heart, soul, and chest could not rest at ease, and my temples on both sides were beating 'quickly'.
It is the most obvious feeling of heartbeat and a warning sign.
I just wonder what kind of changes have happened outside this prison of death?
"It's probably the Jueyan Holy Lord who has been alarmed."
Lu Wubing next to him also smiled bitterly. He clearly felt the same danger as Zong Shou.
"I was careless! I deserve death for putting you in danger. Fortunately, Saint Xuan Shuang is outside. Jue Yan will not attack you so easily."
Although he said this, Zong Shou did not see the slightest hint of panic or anxiety in his expression and posture.
He remained calm, seemed not to take it to heart at all, and was confident.
Zong Shou took a deep look at Lu Wu Bing and couldn't tell for a moment whether Lu Wu Bing did it intentionally or not that he was in such a desperate situation.
After a few breaths, he calmly activated the star seed again.
It is useless to say anything at this time, and it is useless to regret and accuse.
It was precisely because of the approaching crisis that he wanted to reach the eighth level of the Nine Jue Death Prison faster.
Even if this time he was really in a desperate situation, he would definitely see his miserable mother before he died.
There are only two entrances to the seventh floor, distributed in the north and south. The Holy Fire Silver Ants are spread over a large area, spread over thousands of miles.
About an hour later, Zong Shou's heart moved slightly.
It was Han Xi who had found the entrance to the south. He printed a picture from thousands of miles away directly into the depths of his soul.
Like the fifth floor, there are more than a hundred stone platforms and a high tower guarding it.
However, the monk holding the lock on the platform made Zong Shou's heart sink slightly.
All of them are above the middle stage of the Immortal Realm, and three or five of them have strong Qi and have reached the late stage of hiding.
These were not enough to scare him, but that tall tower was clearly the spiritual thought of a truly powerful person in the divine realm.
If the sixth floor is like this, what will the seventh floor be like?
It seemed that he had sensed the spying soldier ant thousands of miles away.
There was a cold snort from the black tower, and a fiery red knife shadow suddenly cut through the air.
Thanks to that soldier ant, it was so fast that it escaped several miles away at the critical moment. It was not killed by the man with one sword, but the thought it sent back was also extremely weak.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and directly moved the soldier ant hundreds of miles away with the help of the star Tao seeds scattered there.
At this time, his soul thoughts were extremely painful, and a trace of cold force was immersed in the body.
Don't think, Zong Shou knows that this is the ban on the ice wheel twisted soul, and it has occurred again.
Two o'clock in the noon, that is, every six hours.
Soon after entering these sixth floor, I experienced it once, and at this moment it was noon.
Zong Shou took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He did not block the nerve qi pulse, and he had a painfulness, but he had a magical mood and replaced his own vision.
After the flickering, only half a moment, then to the time and space entrance.
At this time, the qi and blood in the body invested backwards. It was the most orgasm. In the pupil of the body, the pain was better than a moment.
Zong Shou did not temporarily stop the rest, and as soon as the figure came to the direction of the abyss entrance.
The news of Zong Weiban knows that the monk here may know more.
But in front of you, it is not the time to capture people.
At this moment, more than a hundred stone platforms, all Xianxiu, immediately look red.
But for a while, Zong Shou's seventy -nine stars, strolling for dozens of miles of space here.
Directly changing the figure, walking in the sky, making these immortals unable to lock.
Just in Zong Shou, when it is about to rush into the abyss of time and space.
Above the tower, there was a mad laugh.
"This is the technique of time and space again. Two years ago, my predecessor was caught off guard. I was killed and successfully broke through. You are so good, but you have no such good luck! If you escape, what's the difference between me and the waste —
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With the sound, a figure also appeared below Zong Shou, it was the entrance of the long time of time and space.
Within hundreds of feet here, the fire of red is burning, and the space and laws are distorted.
Lian Zong Shou, scattered the past stars, was also burned, and rejected the soul of the soul, and it also came out of pain.
Zong Shou's eyes narrowed, the man? Two years ago? The technique of time and space, killing his ex -ex -time? But Zong Weiban?
In other words, Zong Weiban was not within these six floors. Sure enough, how would his father be blocked here?
Without thinking about it, Zong Shou took the mind to get the mind. The illusion of the mind was seen, and I saw a practice.
Zong Shou didn't stop it, but a turtle in his sleeve, with a origin.
Set up the giant shield, just listen to the sound of ‘Dang’.
Bihuo Xuan Turtle body retreated slightly, and then the expression was slightly sluggish.
The sword of the god realm, even if it is it, is a little bit.
Zong Shou was standing on the back of the turtle and never moved. However, there was a silver knife light that slipped out of the sleeve.
The light fluttering seems to have no power. It seems unhappy, but in the next blink of an eye, it is in front of the god realm in the distance.
This person sneered first, but only a thousandth of the fingertips was revealed in the eyes.
It was extremely wrong and looked at Zong Shou. The latter was half -closed, and his mind was even more condensed.
Time, growth rate!
Space, fold!
Cause, inverted!
Destiny, fixed lock!
Life and death, reverse!
Life -Burning!
Within just a while, the ten -year -old Shouyuan was burned out, and the power of this sword also increased by three times instantly!
The man only looked at Zong Shou, and between the brows, a little blood flowers broke away.
Silver -white knife light, holes through the brain. On the face, it is still full of unbelievable color.
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