I have a book of salvation

After drinking a pot of tea, it was already late at night.

Qin Long left and went back to the main city of Tianshang Palace. There were still some things to deal with. After that, he had to go back to the Holy Land of Li Palace.

And what about Yu Chen?

The tips of his ears moved and his ears opened.

With the bleak autumn wind, some gossip reached his ears.

It was a few spiritual officials chatting.

The first thing that sounded was the collision of gongs and chips, which was clear and sweet.

Then came the sound of gulping.

The last satisfied "Ah~" was like a strong drink entering the throat, making the whole body feel comfortable.

Then a slightly younger voice sounded, "Brother Tian, ​​when the old man went to Jin Mansion, weren't you standing guard outside? Tell us what happened?"

Then there was a rough voice: "Hey, what else can happen? Get angry! When the old man arrived at the Jin Mansion, I heard that his thoughts seemed to sweep through the whole Huaiyu, but he couldn't find the judge. In the end, he was The inspector warned him, and he was very angry. When he saw Jin Sheng's body, he blew his beard and stared in anger! It felt like a mountain was pressing down on him. , it’s a good thing you weren’t there, otherwise… Tsk!”

After a pause, he continued: "But in the end, the old man of the Jin family didn't seem to stay too long, and left with the body... Oh, by the way! He also took away some dust and rubble from the Jin family, Don’t know what to do.”

At this time, another old and hoarse voice sounded, "Hey! This is going to be a curse! It is said that among the old monsters of the Jin family, there is a guy who is proficient in the art of curses. This old man brought back those dust-contaminated If you pass the judge's breath, you will probably use it as a trigger to curse the judge to death."

"Ah? How can it still be like this? It is indeed a family of 18 murderers!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity. We thought the judge did a good job!"

"There is no other way. The Jin family will definitely retaliate. The judge is probably doomed."

"Oh, forget it, let's drink and drink!"

"Drink, drink!"

"..."

Finally, there was another sound of clinking glasses.

On the celestial burial abyss, Yu Chen took away Shunfeng Er.

Eyes narrowed.

With Qin Long's reminder, plus the words of the spiritual officials who had witnessed what the old man of the Jin family had done.

He was almost certain now that the Jin family was really going to curse him.

A strong sense of danger arose spontaneously.

——Just kidding, that’s the Eighteen Evils, the second-echelon behemoth after the Seven Saints and Eight Families. It is said that some of the old monsters have lived for thousands of years.

In such a long time, even a pig has cultivated to a realm above the soul.

Yu Chen couldn't imagine what the old monsters of the Jin family were like.

Anyway, it should be quite difficult to deal with.

After thinking about it, Yu Chen suddenly stood up, and with a stroke of his hand, he went to the underworld.

He came to the bank of the Yellow Spring River, stepped on it, sat down on the rolling Yellow Spring, crossed his legs in the air, and took a deep breath.

"Curse? Let me see how your Jin family can curse you?"

Yu Chen is no stranger to the way of curse.

Killing thousands of miles away, silently and without a trace.

But there is a limitation in the spell, which is that something related to the cursed person serves as the "curse anchor".

The closer the anchor is to the person being cursed, the more terrifying the power of the spell becomes.

For example, for the same spell, the difference between the anchor of the spell and the blood of the heart is naturally different.

The power of the latter far exceeds that of the former.

And Yu Chen is just some "aura" in the Jin family's mansion, and it is not closely related to his body, so the power of the curse should not be too strong.

Because of this, although there was danger, Yu Chen felt that he could handle it, so he accepted Qin Long's proposal without risking his identity.

——He knew Qin Longdi Zhou Xiu in the entire Yujian Mountain. He didn't recognize those old guys, and he didn't know what kind of person they were. It would make his head hurt just thinking about Yu Chen exposing his identity to them.

He rejected Qin Long's kindness.

Of course, I also have my own confidence.

And his certainty is... the underworld.

First of all, it must be made clear that Yu Chen in the Yang world and Yu Chen in the underworld are two completely different existences.

In the human world, he can only rely on his perfect path to the Tao.

But in Hades, all of Hades, is His.

yes!

The technique of curse killing can kill people thousands of miles away without leaving any trace!

But at the same time, this also shows that the battlefield does not have to be in the human world!

As soon as Yu Chen learned about this, he made up his mind.

——In the underworld, waiting for you to curse!

Judging from the extremely angry look on the Jin family's face, they probably couldn't wait to cut Yu Chen into pieces.

The wait probably won't be too long.

At the same time, Yuhua went to the capital.

It is not a secret that the Jin family has an old monster who is good at killing with curses.

In addition to the supernatural forces of the Seven Saints and Eight Families, many major forces are extremely concerned about the Jin family's reaction.

So everyone basically got the information about the old man from the Jin family taking those "traces" in Huaiyu City.

Therefore, they all guessed the Jin family's plan.

Therefore, all eyes were focused on Jin Mansion intentionally or unintentionally, observing the development of the situation.

The huge Jin family was extremely quiet, like the silence before the storm.

The strange calm lasted until late the next night.

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the moonlight falls like water, illuminating the boundless sky above the capital city.

There was silence.

What broke the calm was that at midnight, billowing black clouds seemed to appear out of nowhere, gathering in an instant and covering the Jin family's mansion.

Like the layers of lead, the sky was lowered a bit.

At the same time, in every corner of the capital city, among the forces that were qualified to know about this matter, a voice sounded almost at the same time.

"--here we go……"

The Jin family, deep inside the mansion, is thousands of feet underground.

In an extremely huge secret room, the walls, roof and floor were almost connected into one body without any gaps.

In each of the four corners of the secret room, there is an ancient oil lamp, which blooms with a blue flame, swaying uncertainly, and full of an eerie feeling.

In the center of the secret room, there is an extremely huge altar, which is made of countless bones. The dense holes in the middle are lit by faint ghost fires, which adds to the extremely terrifying feeling.

On the altar, there are two figures, one standing and one sitting.

The one standing there, about forty years old, wearing a golden and red robe, with cold eyes, solemn face, and facial features as if carved with a knife and an axe, like a tiger, calm and powerful!

If there were other members of the Eighteen Murderers' family here, they would be recognized at a glance.

This man is none other than Jin Shuo, the current head of the Jin family of the Eighteenth Murderous Family.

But the head of the murderous family, who was now at the top of the capital, was extremely respectful at the moment. He was holding a white jade bottle in his hand, which contained some soil, rubble and dust, and presented it respectfully.

"Third Ancestor, these are the traces taken from the place where Sheng'er died that are contaminated with the murderer's aura."

Jin Shuo took a deep breath, his eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.

"Please take action, Third Patriarch, and be sure to curse this beast to death!"

In front of Jin Shuo, the guy sitting cross-legged was an old man with a stooped figure. His hair and teeth were almost gone, and only a layer of wrinkled old skin was left to wrap his bones. It looked like he had been half buried in the ground. The appearance of.

If he hadn't been breathing between his mouth and nose, no one would have thought he was still alive.

Hearing Jin Shuo's words, he raised his head.

A glint of unimaginable terror flashed through those cloudy eyes.

He took the small porcelain bottle from Jin Shuo's hand, opened it, took a look, and took a sniff.

He raised his eyebrows, grinned, and said in a hoarse and hoarse voice, "Yes."

Jin Shuo looked happy.

He took out another picture scroll.

"Third Ancestor, this is his appearance and attire. I will give them to you as well."

After that, he stepped back respectfully and exited through a door in the corner of the secret room.

In the entire secret room, only the rickety old man known as the "Third Ancestor" remained.

Looking at the picture scroll on the ground and the small porcelain bottle containing dust.

He smiled grimly and made a hoarse sound like the friction of old wood.

"Judge... kill me, the direct blood of the Jin family... You think you can rest easy because no one knows your identity... you are too naive... I will ask the demon god... to find you... and kill you..."

It was difficult for him to speak. While mumbling to himself, he took out the dust from the small porcelain bottle in his hand and poured it into his hand.

Then he flipped his hands and took out bottles and jars filled with colorful powder from the mustard bag. After some tinkering, he mixed all the dust and rubble into them.

He then took out a sharp white bone knife and cut his wrists. Dark red blood dripped into the dust and powder.

Look at the dark red blood, it seems to have come to life.

It picked up the colorful powder and dust and became sticky and solidified. In just a moment, it turned into a pile of dark red clay the size of a human head.

The old man stretched out his hands, which were as skinny as old branches, and shaped the clay into shapes as if they were awakened.

That look, no more, no less, was exactly what the judge in the painting looked like.

Then, the old man placed the clay doll of the judge in front of him, sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and a terrifying light burst out from his eyes!

Listen to his pious call.

"At the end of the bloodline, I respectfully call my ancestors; using the blood as a guide, I can cross the eternity; ignorance is endless, and all life is in the mist; the dark red thread descends here!"

After that, he pointed at the clay doll of the judge!

Drink.

"Ancestor, please kill!"

So, at that moment, a vast burst of blood burst out from the old man's body!

Amidst the brilliance, the ancient roar of tigers resounded throughout the world!

At the same time, billowing black clouds were rushing over the Jin family's sky!

A terrifying power instantly covered the entire sky!

It's as if some ancient and terrifying existence is about to arrive!

At this moment, in Yuhuashang Capital City, deep in some deep palaces and mansions, there were sounds of gasping for air!