Fantasy: Invincibility Begins With Cultivating An Empress

"ah!"

In the Flying Snow Palace, some members of the Snow Feather clan who were lower in the Realm suddenly let out screams, trembled all over, began to bleed from all seven orifices, and their strength and vitality were rapidly disappearing.

In just a few breaths, they melted into a puddle of pus and blood, and finally evaporated out of thin air, with both body and spirit gone!

Even the experts of the Snow Feather clan who are advanced in Realm are bleeding from all seven orifices at this moment, and can only use their strength with all their strength to try to prevent the vitality in their bodies from dissipating.

But it doesn't help.

That cursed power comes from their Bloodline, directly from the source of their life, crazily destroying their vitality!

Even the Xueyu tribe's Saint Realm expert couldn't help but look pale and coughed up a big mouthful of black blood.

"not good!"

"This is the cursed power against our Snow Feather Bloodline!"

"It's that damned traitor!"

"Twelve clans, you bully monsters too much!"

The Elder of the Snow Feather Clan had a livid complexion, clenched his hands tightly, and instantly deduced the source of this power.

The twelve clans must have blood sacrificed countless souls, using the blood and souls of the Xueyu clan as a guide, to curse and kill the entire Xueyu clan!

I hate that stupid traitor, he really thought that the Twelve Clans would help him subdue the Xueyu Clan.

As everyone knows, the Twelve Clans didn't intend to let him live from the beginning!

"Suppressing God!"

At this critical moment, a cold voice sounded.

The hazy and bright rays of light illuminate the sky and the earth, accompanied by a supreme power.

Under the shroud of the sun, the curse power in the Xueyu clan's body slowly stagnated, no longer devouring their vitality.

"It's the Seal of the Gods!"

"His Royal Highness has made a move!"

All the members of the Xueyu clan were pleasantly surprised and raised their heads quickly.

Holding a seal in her hand, Luo Xue tried her best to move it, and a great light bloomed from it, suppressing the curse in the bodies of all the monsters.

The Zhenshen Seal is the supreme emperor's weapon refined by the first ancestor of the Xueyu clan. It is said that it also incorporates a part of the power of the origin stone, which is infinitely mysterious.

This is the biggest hole card of the Xueyu clan besides the origin stone.

Luo Xue's beautiful face was full of dignity, and she didn't relax because the power of the curse was suppressed.

Because this is only temporary, the curse power has not been removed.

Once she puts away the God-Suppressing Seal, the curse power in the Xueyu Clan's monsters will explode again.

"Twelve clans, damn it!"

Luo Xue's face was gloomy, and her eyes were full of killing intent!

There are only more than one hundred members of the Xueyu clan, and it is not easy to inherit the bloodline of the royal family.

After just a few short breaths, more than 30 Xueyu clansmen with lower realms were cursed to death!

Almost all those who died were young little demons, and they were all the future hopes of the Xueyu Clan!

boom!

Suddenly, in the depths of Feixue Palace, there was a terrifying aura soaring to the sky, and then became disordered and weak in an instant.

"not good!"

"My lord priest?"

Luo Xue's heart sank suddenly, with an extremely bad premonition.

In the forbidden area of ​​Feixue Palace, an old man sat cross-legged on the ground, with his hands outstretched, a fist-sized stone was floating, and ancient and complex lines could be faintly seen glowing in it.

Suddenly, a red thread invisible to the naked eye submerged into the old man's body.

"puff!"

The old man's body trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The ancient and complicated lines in the Origin Stone disappeared instantly.

"No!"

The old man's eyes were shattered, and he couldn't help but roar in grief and indignation!

A terrifying aura emanated from him and shot straight into the sky!

"My lord priest, how are you doing?"

A moment later, Luo Xue's anxious and concerned voice sounded.

The old man's face was ashen, and he was silent for a while.

There is no doubt that he was eroded by the power of the blood curse at a critical moment, and he failed to fuse the Origin Stone.

"Hehehe, hahaha... Twelve Clans, Twelve Clans! You are courting death!!"

The old man suddenly let out a maniacal laugh, and a powerful force of law emanated from his old body, soaring upwards.

"My lord priest! Don't be impulsive!"

"Now is not the time to start an all-out war with the twelve clans!"

Luo Xue was startled, and hurriedly dissuaded her.

But the old man turned a deaf ear, his wings fluttered on his back, and he soared into the sky!

"My lord priest..."

Luo Xue clenched her hands slowly, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart.

"Young master, the priest failed to fuse the origin stone, suffered a backlash, and his lifespan is running out."

"Master Priest took the initiative to attack. This is to create an opportunity for us. Please also order the young master to let me go out to deliver the letter, and at the same time send the demon out to find a way to dissolve the blood curse!"

Luo Ling, who was wearing a battle suit, appeared out of nowhere, and spoke in a deep voice.

"I see."

Luo Xue is not a demon of indecision.

She took a deep breath, flew into the air, and the Zhenshen Seal fell into her hands.

As she recited the mantra and recited the Godless Sutra, the glow from the Zhenshen Seal became brighter and brighter. In the end, dozens of seals were condensed and fell into the bodies of every Xueyu tribe, suppressing the curse power in their bodies .

Of course, this is only short-lived and can only be suppressed for a while.

When the power of the god-suppressing seal dissipated, the curse would break out again, killing them.

Outside Feixue Palace.

The powerhouses of the twelve clans all had sneers on their lips, quietly waiting for the Feixue Palace to collapse from within.

boom!

Suddenly, a terrifying aura rushed out from Feixue Palace, carrying a murderous aura soaring to the sky.

"Twelve clans! This old man will make you pay with blood!"

The priest of the Xueyu tribe had disheveled hair, his whole body was filled with blood, and the aura on his body was extremely terrifying, which continuously distorted the void.

"Quasi Emperor?"

"No! He used some kind of secret method to forcibly burn his life and longevity in exchange for the power of the Quasi Emperor!"

"This old thing is going to die!"

The faces of many saintly powerhouses changed, and they saw the clues.

Zheng!

Holding a dharma sword, the priest directly slashed out a Tongtian Sword Qi, which changed the color of the world, and the formation covering the floating island was instantly shattered, with unparalleled power, and slashed towards the strong men of the twelve tribes.

Zhun Diyi sword, the breath alone is extremely terrifying, making all the monsters throb with their souls, giving birth to a sense of death crisis.

At this critical moment, the man in the blue shirt at the front did not dodge or avoid, and pointed out directly, a disillusioned scene of Star appeared in a trance, and landed on Sword Qi.

Silently, Tongtian's Sword Qi dissipated, making the powerhouses of the twelve races quietly heave a sigh of relief.

Then, all the monsters looked at the man in the green shirt with fanatical eyes!

"Master Priest, you are already old, why should you be so?"

The man in the blue shirt had long hair flying around his head, and his voice was calm.

The priest turned a deaf ear to it, and just let out a wild laugh: "Hahaha! Die! You all die to the old man!"

boom!

As his voice sounded, the great array guarding the Feixue Palace suddenly burst into glory, countless runes glowed, condensed into countless Divine Armament weapons, and blasted towards the strong men of the twelve clans overwhelmingly!

"Not good! Back off!"

The man in the green shirt suddenly changed color!