Doomsday Rise

"You made me angry!" Lord Ku Rong's voice was surprisingly calm. His body began to change, from fat to thin, and his muscles disappeared, leaving a layer of dry and black skin sticking tightly to the bones. His eye sockets were sunken, and his gaze was It also turned green, like a mummy that had just jumped out of the grave.

"Sorry!" Liu Wei'an said sorry, without even the slightest hint of apology on his face. His eyes were slightly squinted, emitting a dangerous light, his left hand was facing down, the runes on his palm flickered, the Soul Calming Talisman slowly emerged, and an ancient and mysterious aura filled the air.

The right hand formed a fist, emitting a bright light, and the sound of thunder could be faintly heard.

"Blood-clothed Magical Skill!"

Lord Ku Rong roared, and his body expanded in an instant, transforming from a mummy into a normal plump human being. The crimson blood shone like a smelting fire, covering a hundred meters in radius.

When illuminated by the red light, the corpse on the ground instantly turned into blood and water, and its vitality was absorbed. Xu Banxian, who thought he was hiding far enough, screamed, and half of his body became dry, just because it was rubbed by the red light.

The power of destruction deprived all life, body and soul. For a moment, Liu Wei'an felt a huge crisis. This is a very mysterious force, guided by blood, burning the body and melting it in an instant. The evaporated vitality was absorbed by Lord Ku Rong and strengthened his body.

If you observe carefully, you will find that it is not only the corpses that have been deprived of life, but also the microorganisms hidden in the soil, etc., are also deprived objects. This power transforms between death and survival. When others die, they will wither and honor. Live without letting go of any life.

"Blood-clothed Magical Skill!"

There is a certain corner of the street, one street away from the south of the city, and this place cannot be seen. An old man wearing linen was leaning on a round stone and dozing off. When Venerable Ku Rong performed the blood-clothed magic skill, his body suddenly stiffened and his eyes opened, shooting out a bright light, but he returned to normal in an instant. The stretched body also softened. My heart is no longer calm.

The blood-clothed magical power returned to the world, and the world has been restless ever since.

Blood light forms a complete world, in which blood light dominates everything. Liu Wei'an's body seemed to be filled with aqua regia, which melted at an alarming speed. The tiniest blood molecules burned, and the destructive power produced disintegrated every inch of muscle in the body.

The smell of death was so clear.

At the moment when the golden treasure was struck, the power of the soul-suppressing talisman exploded, suppressing everything. The blood light was still, the burning blood molecules remained burning and did not change, and everything was pressed on the pause button. Lord Ku Rong, who thought everything was under control, turned to astonishment. The next second, fear appeared in his eyes, and then he was shrouded in pitch-black darkness.

The world fell into darkness, without a trace of light. It was so dark that even the soul could not struggle.

"Dark Emperor Scripture"

The crimson field and darkness collided horribly. The two forces collided. In just a moment, the outcome was decided. Lord Ku Rong screamed in extreme horror, his expression full of despair. He never thought that one day, there would be a power that could completely suppress the Blood Clothes Religion's magical power of suppressing the religion, and that was when he fully exploded.

All the blood and light was swallowed up by the darkness, leaving no trace behind. He wanted to resist, but no matter how he converted the power of life and death, it was like winter snow melting in an instant when it met the scorching sun.

He was afraid, for the first time he felt afraid. In the past, no matter how dangerous the situation was, he was confident that he could escape with the help of the blood-clothed magical skill.

Because as long as the blood-clothed magic skill is used, no matter how difficult the enemy is, they will not dare to block it. But it didn't work out today. Liu Wei'an showed no fear and fully counterattacked him.

"No -" Lord Ku Rong wanted to retreat, but was horrified to find that after a few steps, he had retreated at least dozens of miles. According to the distance, he had already left the Blue City, but there was darkness in front of him, and he was still in darkness. In the realm of the Emperor's Scripture. He knew that it was not that the territory of the Dark Emperor Scripture was so large, but that he was trapped.

The power of darkness is not as evil as the Blood-clothed Divine Art, but the method of devouring life is exactly the same. Lord Ku Rong relied on the art of Ku Rong and used the blood-clothed magical skill to defend himself. However, under the devouring power of darkness, the blood-clothed magical skill lost its luster in an instant. Covered by the power of darkness, only Ku Rong's power remained. Without glory, death His breath was like a poisonous snake's tongue, licking the back of his neck. Goosebumps appeared in an instant.

/\u003eIt sounds very slow, but in fact it only takes a blink of an eye. Darkness covers the red light, and Lord Ku Rong's lifespan disappears in half in an instant. Lord Ku Rong, who has used all kinds of trump cards, has no way to do anything and just watches his body decay. , aging, death.

Unable to fight or escape, he had never felt such despair as he did now. The Dark Emperor Sutra was too overbearing and did not give Lord Kurong time to think. It destroyed his body and his soul at the same time.

"You can't even think about having a good time if I die!" Resentment, the birth of uncontrollable resentment, was revealed in the voice of Venerable Ku Rong. His expression was solemn, his eyes were full of cruelty, and an obscure and difficult-to-speak mantra was uttered from the air. It can be seen that this spell is extremely extraordinary, because every time a spell is recited, Lord Ku Rong's face becomes more painful. This kind of pain is far more severe than being swallowed up by the dark power, so that his eyes, face, and body are... Abnormal changes occur, as if suffering a capital punishment.

"The Curse of Weeping Blood, curses the place in front of you, and will never be reincarnated for eternity!" Lord Ku Rong shouted loudly, his body exploded, all the life essence condensed into a drop of blood, broke away from the power of the soul-suppressing talisman, pierced the darkness, and shot Xiang Liu Wei'an.

For a moment, Liu Wei'an's hair stood on end, and a terrible uneasiness filled his whole body from the bottom of his heart. The feeling of death was ten times more intense than when he encountered the blood-clothed magical skill before. Without any hesitation, he pulled away and retreated, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards the horizon. To the extreme. As for the life and death of Venerable Kun Rong, he didn't care.

However, when he was halfway escaping, Xue Zhu caught up with him.

"Soul-Calling Talisman!"

"Dark Emperor Sutra!"

"Great Judgment Fist!"

"The Corpse Emperor Sutra!"

This drop of blood gave Liu Wei'an a very bad feeling, and he tried his best to eliminate it, but everything happened suddenly, and all the stunts he relied on seemed to be ineffective at this moment. The blood beads were like air, integrated into his body. The blood droplets had just entered his body, as if he had taken a breath of air and felt nothing, but the next second, something terrible happened.

All his skills disappeared in an instant. He fell from the air and almost broke his leg. Before he could moan, he was covered in huge pain. Indescribable pain spread from every cell in his body. The pain was worse than a fever. Inserting the red iron stick into the nail is a hundred times more violent. Liu Wei'an always thought that pulling out the nail was the most painful thing, but now he realized that he was too naive. There are many things in the world that are more painful than having your nails pulled out.

He was suffering endless physical pain, and he was also mentally tortured. The "Dark Emperor Sutra", "Great Judgment Fist", "Corpse Emperor Sutra" and the soul-suppressing talisman lost their induction. I don't know if they disappeared or just couldn't be detected. , this is the most terrifying thing.

For the first time, he felt uneasy and afraid. It was a strong fear of the unknown.