Demon Sect Cultivation: I Can Disable Debuffs

Demonic Sect Practice, I Can Erase Negative Affects Chapter 125 Curse Again

"I asked you to inquire about the matter, did you inquire about it?" Zhang Chen's tone was cold, as if he was very dissatisfied and wanted to kill him.

Shen Yijun's body trembled: "The villain has found out a little bit."

"Say." Zhang Chen's tone was still cold.

Shen Yijun didn't dare to keep it, and quickly told all he knew: "There are poisons that can hurt Jindan late stage..."

There are many things that can hurt the later stage of Jindan, it is not difficult to find out, the difficult thing is how to obtain it.

All items that can damage the golden core stage are very precious, such as the blood **** sect's protective array, which has the ability to trap and kill the early stage of the nascent soul.

However, not many people can provide the resources needed to purchase this formation and arrange it.

You can't even buy spirit stones, and you need enough power and strength.

"The villain only inquired about these things, do you have any other orders?" Shen Yijun glanced at Zhang Chen cautiously, afraid that Zhang Chen would think that he was perfunctory and did not try his best.

After all, what he said can be known by a little inquiring.

Zhang Chen said calmly: "Next, you will find out the whereabouts of these things and how to get them. If you can get one of them, I can let you go."

"The villain will definitely do his best." Shen Yijun was happy on the surface, but in his heart he scoffed at Zhang Chen's words.

As a casual cultivator of the devil's way, he is well aware of the virtues of people in the devil's way, who would let a subordinate of the ninth floor of foundation building go away?

Zhang Chen didn't care what Shen Yijun was thinking, as long as the other party was really doing things for him.

"Also, if you can trick ten monks who built the ninth floor of the foundation into my control, I can let you go."

Hearing this, Shen Yijun was taken aback, he didn't expect Zhang Chen to have such big ambitions.

"Okay, we will continue to meet here in half a year." Zhang Chen didn't say anything, and left in blood.

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After the blood light flew away, Shen Yijun heaved a sigh of relief, and then thought about defrauding ten foundation-building ninth-floor monks.

Compared with assimilating the blood species, finding the exercises to reshape the physical body, and obtaining formation poisons that can deal with the later stages of Jindan, this matter is obviously much simpler.

"Maybe I can trick ten monks from the ninth floor of foundation building to come over and see if he will let me go."

After thinking for a moment, Shen Yijun made a decision.

What if Zhang Chen really let him go?

Even if you don't let it go, the most is to maintain the status quo, understand that the other party is not trustworthy, continue to take it slowly, and look for opportunities to retaliate.

In fact, Shen Yijun still has a mentality of wanting to drag others into the water.

Why is it that only he is so unlucky to be controlled by others, and everyone is unlucky together, so that the heart is balanced.

Zhang Chen did not return to Lima Blood God Sect, but came to the cave where he used the Great Resentment Curse to curse the elder Blood River.

That's right, he wanted to curse Elder Blood River again.

This time, though, he wasn't going to curse himself.

If he cursed the elder Blood River every time he came out of the sect, he would definitely be suspected by the elder Blood River.

"Whoosh!"

A blood **** child flew out of Zhang Chen's body, his eyes were agile, and he looked around curiously, obviously possessing spiritual wisdom.

In the way of ideas, Zhang Chen transmitted the steps and incantations of casting the Great Resentment Spell without side effects to the Blood God Son.

Magic spells without side effects cannot be spread outside, which involves his biggest secret, the skill modifier.

Because of his own soul-searching skills, Zhang Chen was also worried that the Blood God Son would be soul-searched, so he left an order.

Once caught by other monks, he will annihilate his spiritual wisdom and forget everything.

Then, Zhang Chen took out the bottle containing resentment and threw it to Blood God Son.

"From now on, you will hide yourself, stay in the cave, and cast the Great Resentment Curse on Elder Blood River every other month."

Blood God Son caught the bottle and nodded.

Back at the Blood God Sect, Zhang Chen continued to retreat, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.

But he didn't know what kind of waves his butterfly would create.

One month is very fast, especially for monks, it is just a short retreat.

In the cave a hundred miles away from the Blood God Sect, a statue of the cursed demon **** with nine heads and six arms was erected again.

In front of the statue, the Blood God Son was casting the Great Resentment Curse.

Blood God Sect, in the main hall of the sect, the suzerain and all the elders gathered together.

On the main seat, the Blood God Sect Master had a serious expression: "Recently, many casual cultivators have come to the territory of our sect, and I learned from them that the Yinyue Sect is investigating in the territory to find the disciples of our sect. Maybe there is some big move against our sect. .”

When the elders heard this, they frowned in unison.

Elder Xueyan guessed: "Before we robbed many uninitiated disciples of the Silver Moon Sect, they probably wanted to fight back and retaliate. The purpose of investigating and finding the disciples of this sect is to prevent us from sending spies and the news leaked out."

The blood **** suzerain nodded: "Very likely."

"I don't know how the suzerain plans to deal with it?" Elder Blood Leng asked.

The Sect Master of the Blood God had obviously thought of a countermeasure long ago, and slowly said: "Whether the Silver Moon Sect wants to retaliate or not, we must be prepared.

This seat would like to invite the Hall of Bones, Imperial Corpse Sect, and Youquan Gate to hold a magic contest. After these three cases come, discuss the matter of the alliance.

No matter whether the three sects agree or not, it will make the Yinyue sect afraid, and even guess that the four sects of us have joined hands secretly, thus delaying or giving up revenge. "

"This plan is very good, worthy of being the suzerain!" Elder Withered Blood praised~www.wuxiaspot.com~I also think this plan is very good! "The black blood elder also expressed his opinion.

Elder Xuehe also wanted to show, but just as he was about to speak, his head fell to the ground without warning.

"Winter Dongdong..."

In the empty hall, the sound of heads rolling down was particularly ear-piercing.

Everyone was silent, looking at the head on the ground with weird eyes.

Blood surged from the broken neck, and a head grew again, but his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Elder Xuehe didn't expect that after more than half a year, someone would use the Great Resentment Curse on him again.

"Great resentment spell? Blood River, it seems that someone wants to die with you!" The polluted blood elder gloated at his misfortune.

Elder Xuehe pretended to be disdainful: "It's just a small trouble that doesn't hurt."

Just as Elder Xuehe finished speaking, his limbs fell off together, as if being divided by five horses.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect Elder Xuehe to be in such a miserable state." Elder Dirty Blood sneered.

Elder Xuehe couldn't hold back his face, but because of the suzerain's presence, he didn't attack.

The blood **** suzerain said at the right time: "Next, let's discuss the specific matters of holding the Demon Dao Competition."

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It was said that it was a discussion, but in fact, only the blood **** suzerain was talking, and all the elders agreed.

During this period, Chief Xuehe continued to have problems with his body.

The harm is not great, but the insult is extremely strong, and it can be said that it is a loss of face.

After the meeting ended and the suzerain left, Elder Xuehe also left the hall immediately.

"Hahaha..." The other elders burst into laughter when they saw this.

Inside the Blood River Peak Cave Mansion, the atmosphere was oppressive, and the bat demon tremblingly lowered its head, not daring to take a breath.

"Ah Bat, go find out what my disciples are doing."

"Yes, master."

The bat demon saluted and left the cave as if fleeing.