"Because it's over. ”

As Xiao Chen's faint words fell, Zuo Qiuyang was greatly injured, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then it seemed to be swept away by an invisible force.

"What!" Everyone couldn't believe it, and they all showed surprised looks, and on the side of the viewing seat, Zuo Qiuping directly crushed the teacup in his hand.

Zuo Qiu Yang fell back to the stage and forcibly swallowed the blood in his throat back, his expression was crazy, and his appearance was hideous and terrifying: "I don't believe it! You weren't my opponent at all last time! I don't believe that you can reach the Yuan Infant Realm in such a short time!

As the five words of his "Powerful Blood Fear Soul Curse" fell, a gust of wind suddenly rose on and off the stage, with a fierce roar, and the wind came suddenly, as if it came from the netherworld, which was terrifying.

But seeing that a layer of black fog quickly rose on the stage, shrouded in Xiao Chen from all directions, and the people in the square saw the black fog, they also faintly had a feeling of dementorship, many people began to become frightened and uneasy, and some people hallucinated and saw the most terrible things, and for a time the whole square was chaotic, and many people were confused and ran around.

"Ahh

"Don't come!

"Why is this happening? Please, kill me!"

The entire square fell into extreme chaos in an instant, and even the determined Xuanmen seniors couldn't help but tremble at this time, and hurriedly calmed their minds and operated the profound heart method of this sect to avoid the influence of this curse.

This is exactly one of the three major thaumaturgical thaumaturgical Soul Destroying Spells, Soul Chasing Curses, and Soul Fearing Curses, which can make the enemy feel incomparable fear, despair, and pain in an instant, thus losing their combat effectiveness.

On the gimbal, in just a moment, the black mist completely enveloped Xiao Chen, and even the people below who were affected a little bit were like this, so you can imagine what kind of situation Xiao Chen was in the center of the spell.

Seeing that there was no movement in the fog, Zuo Qiuyang laughed loudly: "Fall into endless fear! Endless despair! Endless pain! Hahahahaha!"

At this time, many sect disciples all settled their minds with the help of their respective elders, and looked up at the light curtain again, only to see the black mist rising on the cloud platform, and a figure slowly walked out of the fog after a while.

"Fear, despair, pain, what could be more terrible than being imprisoned in the temple of the Dead, what could be more desperate than betrayal and separation, what could be more painful than waking up from a dream and everyone was gone?"

Xiao Chen slowly walked out of the fog, the expression on his face had darkened a lot, and even his words had become extremely sad, obviously somewhat affected by the Bloody Fear Soul Curse, but now nothing could make him feel more fear, despair, and pain.

There was a burst of exclamations in the crowd, and even Su Yue's face on the high platform changed, the Zuoqiu family's fierce blood and soul fear curse, even her Su family did not dare to underestimate it, what happened to this young man?

Yes, that person was Ling Yin, but Xiao Chen firmly believed that Ling Yin was still alive, so there was nothing in the world that could make him feel more terrifying.

Zuo Qiuyang's face was filled with a look of disbelief: "How is it possible! How can there be nothing in this world that makes you feel painful, desperate and afraid! Come again! Bloody Fear Soul Curse!"

Xiao Chen smiled: "The pain and despair in this world, how can a child of a big family like you who has no worries about food and clothing be able to understand one hundred and two?" After speaking, as soon as he raised his hand, Zuo Qiu Yang immediately seemed to be choked by an invisible force, and his feet gradually left the table, struggling in mid-air.

"Yang'er!" On the spectator seat, Zuo Qiu stood up in shock.

And on the side of Yuqingmen, the expression on Li Muxue's face quickly dimmed, how can others understand the pain in this world? Maybe only she knows that Xiao Chen looks free and easy on weekdays, but in fact, many times, he should be struggling on the edge of despair and pain.

She suddenly remembered that time when they dealt with Guanshan Ancestor together in Yuqingmen, when she finally learned some things from Guanshan Ancestor thousands of years ago, Xiao Chen was in the rain, crying in front of so many people, you can imagine how broken this man's heart was at that time.

On the gimbal, Zuo Qiu Yang was already pinched out of breath, his face was flushed, and his heart was like fire, suddenly his whole body was shocked, and he actually shook off Xiao Chen's restraints, Xiao Chen also took two big steps back, not by Zuo Qiu Yang, but suddenly felt a cold killing intent behind him.

That killing intent came from Situ Bei on the high platform, a sixth-order medicine saint who had cultivated to reach the realm of annihilation, which made Xiao Chen feel a little jealous.

"Blood Soul Destroying Curse!"

Suddenly, Zuo Qiuyang shouted again, and then a huge red handprint fell from the sky and slapped towards Xiao Chen, the blood-red handprint almost covered half of the sky, and it roared out majestically, and even the houses near the square collapsed under the impact of this force.

The square was even more windy, the grass and trees were flying, many people with weak skills could not withstand this power, and blood oozed from their eyes, ears, mouths and noses, and when a dozen or so Dao Alliance elders saw this, they immediately joined forces to inject Yuan Force into the spiritual power array, resisting the fall of the remaining force.

This is one of the three major thaumaturgy of the Zuoqiu family, the Soul Destroying Curse, compared to the terrifying power of the Soul Horror Curse, the Soul Destroying Curse is known for its fierceness and domineering, even if the quasi-Yuan Infant shoots the Yuan Infant Realm, it is not a strange thing.

However, seeing that the bloody handprints were getting closer and closer to the gimbal, the gimbal could not help but shake, and the rubble on the edge kept rolling down, and turned into dust under the impact of force.

At this moment, several earth-shaking dragon roars sounded, and I saw three or four golden dragon shadows circling around Xiao Chen's body, which were the fourth type of the Xuanqingmen Dragon Yinzhang, and then I saw him push his palms into the sky, and two golden dragon shadows roared out, which had the potential to shake the heavens and the earth.

These two forces, both of which are known for their fierceness and domineering, clashed in mid-air, and in an instant, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, the clouds were scattered in an instant, the grass and trees on the square instantly turned into ashes, and countless people were pushed out by the sudden wind, and the dozen or so Dao Alliance elders who maintained the formation were also shocked to the point of blood surged, and their faces turned pale.

But seeing that the whole PTZ was shaking endlessly, there was a faint tendency to collapse and fall, this fall, I was afraid that many people would be crushed to death, at this time, everyone could no longer care about watching the battle and cheering, and they were looking for a place of refuge, and the three senior elders on the high platform saw that the situation was not good, and each of them hit a mysterious force towards the PTZ, and the PTZ immediately stabilized and no longer shocked.

And Zuo Qiuyang gasped heavily, he didn't believe that Xiao Chen's cultivation was above him now, only to see that his face was pale, obviously because the true yuan was too depleted, and if he went on like this, he was afraid that he would have to use the natal true yuan, the so-called natal true yuan was different from the true yuan cultivated by cultivators, once it was consumed, it would never be able to make up for it.

Xiao Chen withdrew his palm, and several dragon shadows gradually disappeared, he put his hands behind his back, and looked at Zuo Qiuyang lightly: "Give up, I don't want to fight anymore, if you want to seek revenge on Xiao, come back in ten years." For winning a person whose cultivation is lower than his own at this moment, he doesn't feel any glory at all.

However, there was a sneer on the corner of Zuo Qiuyang's mouth, and he saw that he pinched it, and suddenly a golden light flew out of him, and the golden light rushed into the air, becoming bigger and bigger, and finally transformed into an eight-story pagoda about ten zhang high.

"Eight Treasures Hao Heavenly Tower!"

The crowd suddenly exclaimed, and the elders of the various factions also changed color one after another, the Eight Treasures Hao Heavenly Pagoda is an ancient divine object, which was accidentally obtained by the ancestor of the Tianlan Sect more than two thousand years ago, and has been regarded as the treasure of the Tianlan Sect to this day, but he didn't want Fenglan Zhenren to hand over this treasure to Zuo Qiuyang.

The Fairy Sword Conference did not stipulate that magic weapons should not be used, but if you win with magic weapons, you will inevitably fall into the mouth in the future, but Zuo Qiuyang can't control it so much, he no longer thinks about the difference between victory and defeat, no longer thinks about what is bright and fair, he just wants to kill Xiao Chen at the moment!

As he chanted, the Eight Treasures Hao Heavenly Pagoda suddenly went to Xiao Chen, everyone knew that being covered by the Eight Treasures Hao Heavenly Pagoda would be refined by the Samadhi True Fire in the tower, and even the soul could not escape, so it was exclaimed at the same time.

Xiao Chen felt the horror of the tower, and hurriedly fell backwards, jumping more than ten zhang away, but the tower was urged by Zuo Qiuyang, as if it was born with spirituality, and continued to chase him, and at the same time, there was a samadhi true fire erupting out, and in less than a moment, Xiao Chen was already embarrassed, and his white clothes were scorched in many places.