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Chapter 1656 It's all his fault

The person involved, Ming Tong, regrets it now.

Very sorry.

If I knew this curse seal was so weird, I shouldn't have agreed to Soul Ancestor in the first place.

That way you won't get yourself into trouble.

He also regretted that he didn't stop the fifteen priests from joining just now, which caused the flower of the curse seal to bloom bigger and bigger.

If he stopped earlier, the power of backlash would not be too terrifying.

now...

If other people join in and make this wonderful flower more than ten times larger, the entire Wu clan may be destroyed together in the end.

It belongs to the direct extermination of the genocide.

Looking at Jiang Cheng, whose face was full of joking smiles, and then at the fifteen priests around him who looked like they had been hollowed out, he took a deep breath.

"You all stop."

Fifteen people were shocked.

Although they were all powerless to speak, they still cast unacceptable fierce eyes.

Once they stop at this time, the high priest will need to maintain this huge curse seal alone, and he will bear the final backlash alone.

"Close hand!"

Ming Tongyuan opened his angry eyes and shouted loudly.

"This is an order!"

The teeth of the fifteen priests were almost gnawed, and some of them even had red eyes.

Silk threads were withdrawn from the curse-sealed flower one by one.

Every time one is removed, it's like one less person has shouldered the burden that was lifted together.

The weight on the high priest's shoulders also increased dramatically.

The moment the last priest put away the witch weapon, the high priest suddenly tapped a certain pattern of the curse-sealed flower.

He is making a last-ditch effort!

What if this was the key slipknot that solved the curse?

Unfortunately, he lost the bet.

This is also a matter of course.

At this time, the flower of the curse seal has tens of thousands of layers, and the lines of each layer are hundreds of millions.

He is so blind that he doesn't even know the probability is one in trillions, how could he succeed?

hum!

A gray light flickered in the void.

The vast and complicated flower of the curse seal disappeared without a trace.

Officially announced that the solution to the curse failed.

hum!

The High Priest, who alone endured the backlash, flew upside down and smashed heavily on the outer wall of the pitch-black Great Hall behind him.

A gray mist sprayed out from his body, and the hard and tough outer wall dissolved like quicksand to form a pothole.

Then it quickly spread out.

A large area of ​​the wall quickly dissolved, and finally the front of the Great Hall and the outer wall on the left were all dissolved into ruins by the aftermath of the backlash.

The pillars inside can be seen from a distance.

For the Wu Clan, this is the first time that the 'Sacred Land' has become so dilapidated.

However, no one cared about this detail at this time, and the fifteen priests who were severely injured rushed to Ming Tong immediately.

"High Priest!"

"High Priest!"

At this time, the seven orifices of Ming Tong were pitch black, and there was no sound.

Fine wrinkles appeared on the originally ruddy and shiny skin, and holes were formed by ulceration.

Groups of pus dripped down, and strands of black smoke curled up from the hole, but it was miraculous that no drop of blood could be seen.

"The backlash of this spell is too strong!"

"The high priest is dying, and if you don't save him, it will be irreparable!"

Fifteen priests didn't care about being tired, they picked up bone staffs, stone beads and cloth banners one after another, and performed witchcraft again around the Mingtong.

Silk threads spread out again, every hole in his body festered and decayed. All were shrouded in layers of green light.

The backlash power of mysterious stopped spreading temporarily, and was firmly suppressed by fifteen priests.

Immediately afterwards, the two sides launched a different kind of 'fight' on Ming Tong.

And those Wu people in the periphery, unable to restrain their worries, rushed over one after another.

"High Priest!"

"What about the High Priest?"

"The old man won't die..."

"You're talking nonsense. The catastrophe in ancient times failed to destroy the high priest, let alone a mere curse seal this time?"

Having said that, everyone understands that this time is much more serious than that time.

"Ugh!"

Jiang Cheng flew into the air, looked inside from a distance through the rotten palace wall, and deliberately adjusted his expression to a mode of compassion.

"Good, good, good!"

"Originally, the old man just wanted to find someone in a low-key manner."

"But you all want to push each other hard, forcing me to show part of my strength. Why bother, why bother?"

He acted as if the curse seal just now was invented and created by himself.

Anyway, for the meritorious service made by the system, the military medal is to be collected by oneself, there is nothing wrong with it.

The witches around were furious when they heard the words, but when they thought of the curse mark just now, they dared not go forward and could only stare angrily.

Jiang Cheng checked the reputation panel by the way.

Sure enough, their shock just now was all blamed on him.

There are many masters of the witch clan, and more than 50 billion immortal yuan points have been credited.

After counting the harvest, he meaningfully looked at the stunned Soul Ancestor.

The latter's current mood is as cold as if he had been baptized by a blizzard.

He never dreamed that the great high priest of the curse seal world would miss it.

Oh no!

That doesn't even count as a miss.

Brother Cheng saw that he was still in a daze, so he could only cheer him up.

So the contract between the two was activated.

In the next moment, there was lightning and thunder in the soul tower again, and the packages called Ten Eighth Stage purgatory took turns to practice the main soul of the soul ancestor.

"what!"

The excruciating pain brought Xu back to reality.

"no no……"

His soul body collapsed in the air and was torn into strands.

The shrill scream shocked even the Wu people who were worried about the high priest.

How painful would it be to make the lofty Soul Ancestor show such an ugly face?

However, when it comes to the curse seal just now, it seems to be a matter of course.

"stop it!"

"I was wrong……"

Xu's screams lasted for a few minutes before Jiang Cheng stopped.

He doesn't have a hobby of torture, and usually kills enemies in seconds, without pain or side effects.

But there is no way, this soul ancestor always wants to murder him, so he can't do without beating him.

"Master Jiang, Uncle Jiang!"

Xu finally collected the broken soul body, condensed the human form and crawled down.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Jiang Cheng pouted.

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I……"

Soul Ancestor paused slightly, and then said loudly: "I shouldn't be bewitched by Ming Tong!"

His outstretched arm pointed directly at the high priest who hadn't woken up on the other side.

"It's all him!"

"It's he who instigated me and insisted on helping me break some contract!"

"I was busy helping you out at that time, so I said no, no, I am loyal to Master Jiang. This contract is the proof of my loyalty. How can it be dissolved?"

"But the bastard Mingtong is so bold that he completely ignores my strict refusal!"

"I still wanted to stop it at the last moment, but it was too late..."

Jiang Cheng and Ji Linghan looked at each other, and they could both see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

This is really a masterpiece.

How could God let this guy be the first soul race to be born?

(end of this chapter)