However, Long Xiaoshan is not concerned about these strange things now, but the curse bead in front of you.
He said: "Is there a way to deal with this curse's bead?"
"Let me try."
Wen Qingcheng urged the destiny beads, and the god of destiny beads shot directly into the cursed beads. Suddenly, the blue light was twisted with the power of the black and red curse.
Resolution of resentment.
Under the shroud of destiny, the black and red curse power rolled up, countless tentacles swayed, and the mourning of hundreds of millions of undead appeared on it. With the impact of the power of the curse.
Wen Qingcheng's face is getting pale and pale.
After a while, Wen Qingcheng snorted, blood was covered with blood, and the destiny beads were trembling violently.
"Qingcheng, what's wrong with you?" Long Xiaoshan shouted.
Wen Qingcheng's face turned white: "My cultivation is still too low. Although the destiny beads can restrain the cursed beads, the power of the curse of this curse is too strong."
"I'm with you!"
Long Xiaoshan also received the recognition of Destiny beads.
boom!
This time, the destiny beads are more intense. The blue light of blue is like a fate wheel, which has permeated the entire ancestral dragon mountain.
Lose.
The curse's bead seems to feel a strong threat.
Turn crazy, bombard!
The power of endless spells came out, and the power of those spells, in condensation, gradually, even changed a giggling dragon form.
"The Spirit of Mantra." Wen Qingcheng's face changed, and her cursed beads had already produced evil spirits.
Perhaps it is because of the Dragon.
The soul of the condensed spell is similar to that of Zhenlong, but it is full of skeletons, and the form is much more terrifying than the real dragon, as if it is the magic dragon climbing out of hell.
The Spirit of the Mantra roared, like a magic dragon dancing, he spit out the terrible curse grievances, and for a moment, the entire fate wheel was penetrated, and the spirit of the grievances raged on the fate wheel.
The star tracks are broken, the fate is continuously collapsed, and the face of Long Xiaoshan and Wen Qingcheng is extremely pale.
"Xiaoshan, we can't sleep at him anymore!"
Wen Qingcheng shouted.
Long Xiaoshan said: "What consequences will it have if it can't be controlled?"
There was a hint of palpitations in Wen Qingcheng's eyes, saying, "It's not clear, but the spirit of the grievances of this extent, once you leave from Zulong Mountain, I'm afraid the whole West is shrouded in doom. I don't know how many people will die."
Long Xiaoshan's eyelids tremble.
Sure enough, because of the skyrocketing strength, it was almost invincible in Lingxingxing, which made him not cautious enough. In the face of ancient disasters, Tianjun could not do it.
But now regret it, it doesn't help.
It is impossible for Long Xiaoshan to destroy the west of this grievance. This is the calamity he attracted, and he must be resisted by him.
Long Xiaoshan took a deep breath and said, "You said that the curse can be refined and cursed beads before, what should I do?"
Wen Qingcheng's face suddenly changed: "You want to be a mantra, do you know who is a group of people?
Long Xiaoshan laughed bitterly: "There are other ways, can it prevent the spirit of this curse?"
Wen Qingcheng's face is changing. If the person who is cruel can leave directly, there is a destiny bead guarding, and there is still no problem with self -protection. You can leave Xiyuyu. Even if the grievances spread, they will not threaten them.
But like that, the whole Western Lord's creature is miserable.
The spirit of this level of grievances is completely disaster, destroying a mainland, easy to give up, and the creatures that die under the grievances will become the nutrients of the grievances, make the curse more and more powerful, and eventually swallow a star.
, Even a star domain, otherwise, why did the curseist become a furious group of people.
Wen Qingcheng naturally can't do so cold, and can watch a domain people buried in the mantra.
"However, becoming a mantra master, although it controls the powerful power of the grievances, after all, it is the person who played the fire.
The look of ghosts. "Wen Qingcheng trembled.
Long Xiaoshan frowned, and the mantra seemed to be bad.
However, he has no confidence in himself. His exercises are extraordinary. He also has a god like Yujing Bottle.
Moreover, there is only this road in front of him. If he does not refine the curse's bead, it will make the entire West River domain being swallowed by the spirit of the grievances.
"Qingcheng, I have to do it." Long Xiaoshan's eyes firmly said.
Wen Qingcheng looked at Long Xiaoshan, sighed softly, and knew Long Xiaoshan for so long. I don't know who he is?
In fact, from Long Xiaoshan's mantra just now, she knew that Long Xiaoshan would inevitably do so.
Wen Qingcheng: "Okay, I will pass the method of refining cursing beads to you."
There are some suspicions in Long Xiaoshan's heart. Since the mantra and the destiny are the enemy, why Wen Yu master this method (Wen Qingcheng's inheritance comes from Wen Yu), I always feel that Wen Yu looks like a mystery, and at the beginning
After throwing his daughter to him, he never appeared again. I don't know where to go.
Just thinking that the method of obscure mystery in my mind has passed.
If Long Xiaoshan is not recognized by Destiny, I have mastered a trace of destiny, and I do n’t understand. Destiny Avenue is the most mysterious avenue, and there is no way to cultivate.
Only to fix.
Long Xiaoshan closed his eyes, and God thought of that method.
After a long time, Long Xiaoshan opened his eyes. He didn't fully understand it, but now he can't wait. The spirit of the resentment has broken the blockade of the destiny wheel.
The evil dragon is about to rush out of Zulong Mountain, it seems to have smelled the breath of many flesh and blood.
Long Xiaoshan rose into the sky, and directly caught up with the spirit of the grievances. He bloomed in his eyes and directly rushed into the body of the soul of the curse.
In the spirit of Long Xiaoshan into the Spirit of Mantra, it suddenly attracted the terrible backbone of the Spirit of Mantra.
The obscure curse is read in the Long Xiaoshankou. He bit his fingertips and quickly draws a lot of bloody runes on the body. These runes, gloomy, weird, obscure, like a demon eyes, like a demon,
Flows on the body surface of Long Xiaoshan.
The Spirit of Mantra saw these runes, and made a sharp hiss. The endless spelling power quickly integrated into those runes. Long Xiaoshan stood in the air, and the painful pain appeared on the face.
The spirit surrounds his body and constantly rushes into his body.
Wen Qingcheng looked at this scene, and his lips bite white.