In the sky above Xuandu Holy Palace, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded, like a wake-up call.
At the same time, countless disciples in the Mysterious Realm were suffocated, and they saw an extremely horrifying scene.
Those ten giant black dragons were spitting out dragon breath, intertwined like a black web. Suddenly, the billowing black smoke directly covered the entire sky.
Just like in the unknown world, there is an invisible giant black hand that wants to crush the world to pieces.
Annihilation!
Ice cold!
evil!
indifferent!
The dragon's breath was still churning, and the black clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker. In less than a minute, the light of Xuandu Holy Palace was completely obscured. Although it was not blinding, the world where yin and yang were reversed was still frightening.
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In the distance, the lively hustle and bustle had stopped long ago, and no one noticed when they were shocked.
Not long ago, people just experienced this evil aura.
At that time, the two holy lands united with the spiritual realm to besiege the weak northern realm.
This kind of black mist was used once by Lin Zongkun, the Holy Lord of the Spirit Realm.
But Zhao Chu's black cloud and Lin Zongkun's curse technique are somewhat different.
Thicker.
Darker.
More exciting and weirder.
Lin Zongkun's black cloud can only cover a 30-mile radius of Wuhui City.
Zhao Chu's black cloud directly covered the 300-mile territory of Xuandu Holy Palace. Let alone the concentration, the vastness of the territory covered was enough to distinguish the terrifying gap.
Dao pattern divine characters.
That's right, it's the Taoist divine character of the real Wenyuan Realm.
The aura is exactly the same, and it is impossible to fake or copy it.
Gudong!
Yan Shilun swallowed hard, his face stiffened, and when he looked at Fu Baimo, he felt that this person was even more weird and unpredictable.
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"It's a curse!"
"It's Lin Zongkun's curse, and it's a curse with divine characters that has been strengthened more than ten times!"
Xuan Fengzi was frightened and lost half of his life.
Who would have thought that a simple war of invading the exiled realm would lead to the bombardment of Dao Wen Shenzi.
What are the origins of the eleven disciples of Qing Jie?
At this moment, Xuan Fengzi's unwavering faith finally fell into pieces.
It would take ten days and ten nights to break through the Xuanzhen Heavenly Formation with the pseudo-words of the Taoist pattern, and it might even be impossible to break through it at all.
As for the Taoist Divine Words, it won't waste too long at all.
It may take three hours, it may take two hours, but the formation will definitely be broken.
In the final analysis, why Xuan Fengzi is so confident in the Xuanzhen Heavenly Formation is because this Heavenly Formation itself is a strike that simulates the Taoist Divine Word.
This is a mysterious formation from the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.
In fact, Xuan Fengzi didn't say anything about his suffering.
Every time he uses the Xuanzhen Heavenly Formation, in addition to the ten natural selections and 1,000 Nascent Souls, he also needs to completely burn five inheritance patterns.
It can be said that every time it is activated, it consumes a lot of money.
Of course, it is impossible to break through the defense of the Taoist divine characters and the fake Taoist characters.
But he never expected that Zhao Chu’s trump card would also be the Taoist Divine Word.
"wrong!"
"Curse, it's a curse!"
"I was wrong, I thought wrong."
"It seems that there is no need to kill the eleven disciples of Qing Jie. Lin Zongkun's curse technique is so unpredictable that it can penetrate the defense and directly cast the curse on the rain. Compared with the same level, this curse is useless.
But bullying weaker disciples is a magical skill."
Xuan Fengzi was covered in sweat, and his palms couldn't stop trembling.
He turned his head again.
really!
The pitch-black clouds, like a huge black cloth, completely enveloped the entire Xuandu Holy Land.
Not only the Xuanzhen Heavenly Formation in the center, but also the Holy Palace territory, there are countless disciples who are watching the excitement leisurely.
Until this moment, they were unaware of the threat from the sky.
There is some blind confidence in the formation and the Xuanjie domain disciples.
There were even a few disciples who were eating melon seeds leisurely, as if they were watching a show.
"escape!"
"All the rest of the Xuandu Holy Palace have escaped from the black cloud!"
"Immediately, immediately, don't delay for a moment, hurry up!"
"Quick! Quick! Quick!"
The silent world was broken by Xuan Fengzi's roar. Xuan Fengzi was really anxious. This shout directly penetrated the void and landed on the Xuandu Holy Palace, lingering for a long time.
pity!
Just as Xuan Fengzi's voice fell, he saw an extremely ferocious face covered with veins.
Zhao Chu endured the severe pain all over his body and turned his head with difficulty.
He gave Xuan Fengzi a smile.
Gave the whole world a smile.
It was an indescribable complexity... evil, painful, weird, twisted... People have not seen hell, but they can confirm that this kind of smile must come from hell, from the deepest part of the eighteenth level.
Gudong!
People swallowed hard.
Not to mention the natural selection realm, this smile makes even those half-stepped masters feel creepy and unspeakably timid.
Xuan Fengzi subconsciously took a step back, his face turned pale.
Too late!
It's all too late.
Boom!
Boom!
Accompanied by rolling thunder, there was no warm-up at all.
The torrential black rain was like someone pouring water on the ground from the sky, and in an instant, centipede-like rivulets formed on the ground.
"Oops!"
Xuan Fengzi suffered a cardiac arrest and even forgot to breathe.
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"Ah...what's going on? It hurts so much. My organs...are melting!"
"What kind of rain is this? Why can it melt my vitality?"
"Oops, my cultivation is deteriorating...my elemental weapon is gone and I have become the golden elixir realm. What is going on!"
Chaos!
Those Nascent Soul Realm disciples who were leisurely watching the excitement were generally of average strength and were caught off guard by the curse, giving them no time to recover.
catastrophe!
Like a plague, exclamations came one after another. Even if some disciples reacted quickly and escaped from the Xuandu Holy Palace in time, they were in the minority after all.
When most of the monks came to their senses, even though they escaped from the Xuandu Holy Palace, the corrosive flames on their own instruments showed no signs of extinguishing.
Outside the void, everyone looked at the light curtain in the Mysterious Realm, as if they saw overwhelming locusts escaping.
The monks were like headless flies, without any goals or clues. They only knew how to rush wildly to places outside the Holy Land.
At the same time, there were countless Yuanying realm monks who fell headlong due to their shattered elemental weapons and fallen cultivation. When they lost the ability to fly in the air, some people were thrown to death alive.
Chaos, Xuandu Holy Palace, unspeakable chaos.
There was no time to think at all. Xuan Fengzi flicked his sleeves and returned to the Xuan Realm for support.
pity!
On his way, there was a figure blocking the middle.
Wish you three blessings.
He seemed to be tired of playing with Lin Zongkun and threw him on the roadside like garbage. At this moment, he was gearing up and looking at Xuan Fengzi with a ghostly look.
"Fellow Taoist, I have something important to do. I will definitely go to the Holy Land of Green Tribulation to plead guilty in the future. I hope it will be convenient for me!"
How dare Xuan Fengzi lose his temper?
He cupped his fists with his arms, bent down and bowed, and asked the question with a dignified half-step, showing indescribable humility.
"This road is impassable. If you dare to cross even half a step, I have invented a way to roast suckling pig. I don't mind using a monk instead."
Zhu Sanfu said calmly.
"You will be soaked in clean water and starved for several days to expel the waste from your body. Then you will be tied up and scalded by the fire until you are covered in bruises. Then you will be poured with strong wine, sprinkled with sea salt, and roasted on the fire."
"Don't use fierce fire, have to use slow fire. Only in this way will the outside be charred and the inside be tender."
The more Zhu Sanfu said, the darker Xuan Fengzi's face became.
"Enough!"
"Fifth Senior Brother, how can you endure such torture, but he still can't struggle, and being eaten without dignity like this? Can you bear it? He is your kind."
"You are a devil and you should be condemned!"
Chao Hongqian flew up and stood next to Zhu Sanfu.
Xuan Fengzi glanced at Chao Hongqian gratefully. It turned out that there was a normal person in Qingjie Holy Land.
"That's enough, Tenth Junior Brother, it's over or not, don't talk anymore!"
"My mouth is watering when I say that."
At this time, Mujueshan in the void was furious and waved his sleeves.
Take another look.
Chao Hongqian has already prepared barbecue tools and sauces.
Xuan Fengzi couldn't even breathe and almost died.
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Wow!
Wow!
Wow!
The black rain has been falling on the land of Xuandu Holy Palace for two minutes.
After a brief panic, all the disciples who were watching the excitement had evacuated.
But there were more than 1,000 disciples left, standing still, completely in a dilemma.
The strong men who are qualified to maintain the Xuanzhen Heavenly Formation are all direct descendants of Xuan Fengzi, or even direct bloodline. It stands to reason that their cultivation should be more advanced.
Needless to say, in the Natural Selection Realm, even those in the Nascent Soul Realm can still maintain the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul even under the curse of Black Rain.
However, some disciples' weapons have been shattered into pieces and are not far away from being shattered!
"Elder, what should we do? What should we do?"
"Elder, my cultivation is about to drop to the level of Jindan. We can't stop this evil demon."
"Elder, we have dispersed the formation and retreat. The people in the Green Tribulation Holy Land are all evil spirits. They are not human at all. They want to eat the Holy Lord!"
In panic, the disciples discussed one after another, and they no longer had the confidence they had before.
"Calm down, believe in the Holy Lord, there must be a solution. If we withdraw at this time, and the eleven Blue Tribulation disciples come in, I will all die!"
A man in the natural selection realm was trembling all over.
Although there are ten natural selection realms in the Xuanzhen Heavenly Formation, compared to the seven major disciples in the spiritual realm, their overall strength is weaker, and they are not as strong as Lin Kun's first disciple who is close to the peak.
If Zhao Chu rushes down, the consequences will be disastrous.
Moreover, the cursed black rain is so terrifying that even the Natural Selection Realm has been greatly affected. They may not be able to sustain it for long.
After all, it is the divine character of Dao.
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"Young hero, I agree, I agree... Double compensation, I agree to pay."
After a few dozen seconds, Xuan Fengzi was worthy of being a master.
In an instant, he found the most correct way.
If the stalemate continues, there are only two results.
First, the disciples in the Xuanzhen Heavenly Formation did not withdraw from the formation. They waited for the black rain to corrode the disciples' cultivation, and the formation collapsed without attack. At that time, Zhao Chulang entered the sheep and started killing. There was no one at all.
Can stop him.
Second, the disciples couldn't help themselves and destroyed the formation themselves. The same ending, the wolf has joined the sheep, and the disciples will be massacred.
Xuan Fengzi had no doubt about the ruthlessness of the eleven Qing Jie disciples.
Xuan Fengzi was very clear about the level of his ten Natural Selection disciples. They did not have the strength of Lin Kun's seven disciples, and they were no match for Zhao Chu in a siege. What's more, under the shroud of black rain, their combat power would be reduced by 80%.
This compensation has had to be paid since the appearance of the Taoist Divine Character.
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"pain!"
"It hurts! It hurts!"
Above the sky, Zhao Chu's pupils were scarlet, and he was so painful that he lost his intuition.
How could it be so simple to cast the Dao Mark Divine Word in the Nascent Soul Realm?