Doomsday Rise

The power seeds were stuffed into the mouth for free. The huge energy entered the body and dissipated invisible within a few seconds, like water droplets falling into a dry desert.

The rare medicinal materials, regardless of whether they have been refined yet, are put directly into the mouth and chewed. The energy contained in the juice explodes in the body, and is wiped out in an instant, which can only delay the loss of vitality for a few seconds.

"Corpse Emperor Sutra, burn!"

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"Dark Emperor Sutra, swallow it!"

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"Soul-Calling Talisman, suppress it!"

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"ah--"

The suppressed voice came from the basement, full of endless pain and unwillingness. The young salesman stood on the side and looked at Liu Wei'an with worry on his face. Liu Wei'an was hoarse, his veins were exposed, like a wounded beast, and his protruding eyes were bloodshot.

Liu Wei'an was lying on the ground. In less than half an hour, he had lost half of his weight. The clothes clung to the wet body and were loose. The muscles in the arms, thighs, and face are still disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A trace of red blood wrapped around Liu Wei's body, like a maggot on his tarsus.

The young shopkeeper's face changed as he watched Liu Wei'an work hard, and finally he seemed to have made a decision. He made some magic tricks with his hands, quickly arranged a few stones, stepped out, and disappeared.

When he appeared again, it was already three hours later. Liu Wei'an was still lying on the ground, dying, and his whole body was no longer human, just like when Venerable Ku Rong turned into a skeleton.

The skin is stuck to the bones, no muscle can be seen on the body, and the eye sockets are so deep that they can barely cover the eyeballs.

"Liu Wei'an, are you okay?" The young man was shocked when he saw him like this.

Liu Wei'an's eyelids moved, but he didn't open them. It wasn't that he didn't want to look, but that he couldn't. The young man's worried look became more and more obvious. He took out a stone bottle and carefully poured a drop of milky white liquid into Liu Wei'an's mouth. In an instant, the extremely rich breath of life burst out, and the entire secret room seemed to come alive.

Liu Wei'an's body became full at an alarming speed. In the blink of an eye, he returned to normal, his eyes were shining and he was full of energy. All these changes are completed in a few seconds, as if by magic. The young peddler breathed a sigh of relief, as long as this precious earth milk was not wasted.

"Thank you!" Liu Wei'an opened his eyes, without any joy on his face. The curse of weeping blood is still there, and the earth milk delayed his death, but it cannot break the curse of weeping blood.

Five hours later, Liu Wei'an returned to his skeleton form again. The young man wanted to drip out the earth milk, but Liu Wei'an stopped him and persisted for two hours. Only when the life was almost extinct did he let the young man rescue him.

"How much earth milk is left?" Liu Wei'an replied again, surprisingly calm, without the previous panic.

"One drop." The young man's voice was low. He originally thought that the earth milk could cure Liu Wei'an, but he didn't expect it to be ineffective. He had given up hope. I am still waiting here just to fulfill the promise.

Liu Wei'an nodded and took out an ancient book. He looked relieved and no longer tried his best to resolve the Curse of Weeping Blood. He seemed to have given up. When the young man saw this, he hesitated to speak. Finally, he sighed and said nothing.

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The battle in the south of the city was too terrible. After the battle, no one dared to go and check.

In fact, many people wanted to see the results, but when they saw that the great masters in the city did not move, they all had no choice but to endure it. It was not until the night passed and dawn emerged that someone cautiously appeared in the city.

The south of the city is very quiet, and the traces of the battle have been cleaned up, and no trace of it can be seen. The Ping An soldiers patrolled, stood guard, were busy, collecting monster meat, everything was normal, but everyone who came to check was very thoughtful, and soon discovered something unusual.

All the top leaders of the Ping An team were missing. Tong Xiaoxiao, Black Faced God, Lu Yan, Shi Niu, Huang Niu, Hei Niu, Nie Pohu and others were not seen. If Nie Pohu and Lu Yan rarely show up, Black Faced God and Tong Xiaoxiao are people who dare not be lonely. They eat meat and drink wine in the inn every day.

These people observed in the south of the city for a whole morning, and finally confirmed that the top leaders of the Ping An team had disappeared. If they had not gone on a secret mission, they had all died in the battle with Lord Kurong.

Later, an unnamed master confirmed that all the masters of the Ping An team were dead. Liu Wei'an fell into the blood-weeping curse that Lord Kurong sacrificed at the cost of his life, and he was basically declared dead. From ancient times to the present, no one who has been cursed by the Weeping Blood Curse can survive.

There are only a few low-level members of the Ping An team left in the south of the city, which can basically be said to be undefended. After the news spread, the Blue City was in an uproar.

This result surprised many people.

People who knew that the Blood Clothes Sect was terrifying could not believe that Liu Wei'an could actually kill Lord Kurong. Venerable is an extremely respected title in the Blood-Clothed Sect. It can only be awarded with the nod of the leader. Those who can obtain the title of Venerable are basically among the top 100 in the Blood-Clothed Sect in terms of combat effectiveness. Such people walking outside can easily destroy a city.

Liu Wei'an was so young that he was able to kill Lord Ku Rong. It was really terrifying. Fortunately, he was cursed with the Weeping Blood Curse.

People who don't understand the horror of the Blood Clothes Sect think exactly the opposite. In their opinion, Liu Wei'an is the most powerful person. He kills monsters below level 4 like a dog, and even level 5 monsters are no match for him. This kind of person is close to invincible. Now to be wiped out by an old guy who came out of nowhere is really unbelievable.

Instead of discussing the success or failure of Liu Wei'an and Lord Ku Rong, more people focused on the south of the city. The south of the city is empty, which is a good opportunity to make a move, but you have to worry about whether there will be too many people going to the south of the city.

"I guess someone will be harmful to Chengnan. Release Zhang Yangjin. The three-day period has come. I believe he can handle it. You can take action secretly depending on the situation." After consuming the last drop of earth milk, Liu Wei'an recovered and became more and more angry. He was so quiet, as if the person who had run out of gas a few seconds ago was not him.

"Don't worry. Although I can't break the Curse of Weeping Blood yet, it's not that simple if it wants my life. I already have an idea." Liu Wei'an added.

"Yes!" The young salesman's body trembled, and the horror in his eyes flashed away. If Liu Wei'an can really survive the torture of the Weeping Blood Curse, he will become the first person in history.

After the young salesman left, Liu Wei'an once again turned his mind to ancient books. This was the formation experience that his master had given him on behalf of the old man. He was not comforting the young salesman. He had indeed found a way to suppress the Curse of Weeping Blood.

The Curse of Weeping Blood is essentially a formation. When he cannot use his power to crush the Curse of Weeping Blood, using formation to break it is his only way at present.

So far, he couldn't understand the first page of the ancient book, but he had no way out.