Supreme Alchemy

"Changfeng, go!"

A hoarse roar came from the mouth of the Emperor.

Looking at the son who made him most proud, tears kept flowing from the eyes of the Emperor.

He didn't want Xiao Changfeng to save him.

But seeing Xiao Changfeng in front of him, he couldn't stop being moved.

"You are very good. You can kill all the way here!"

Looking at Xiao Changfeng who was not far away, the Zhenwu Saint smiled.

He didn't rush to make a move.

At this time, he was no more than 30 meters away from Xiao Changfeng.

As long as he wanted, he could capture Xiao Changfeng in one second.

"You are indeed much better than Di Lin. Not only your own talent, but also your connections are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even Wu Changsheng of the Great Yuan was summoned by you. I have to say that you are the best young man I have ever seen in my life."

The Zhenwu Saint smiled faintly, with admiration in his eyes.

"It's a pity that being an enemy of this seat has doomed your end!"

If he hadn't wanted to get the secret, he really couldn't bear to kill Xiao Changfeng.

However, compared with strength, a mere outstanding junior is nothing.

Thinking of this, the True Martial Saint raised his palm.

He planned to capture Xiao Changfeng who came to his door.

However, since Xiao Changfeng dared to come alone, how could he not be prepared?

Swish!

Xiao Changfeng waved his hand and took out a treasure from the storage ring.

Soul-binding gourd!

"Old dog, this is the first funeral I prepared for you, you should enjoy it!"

Swish!

A ball of black mist flew out of the soul-binding gourd.

This ball of black mist squirmed in the air and quickly condensed into a figure.

It was Xiao Dilin.

"Dilin!"

Seeing Xiao Dilin's soul, the Queen, the Duke of Wei and others recognized it at the first time.

Their faces changed immediately.

They had seen Xiao Dilin's soul being taken away by Xiao Changfeng.

However, at this time, it reappeared.

However, the Zhenwu Saint did not pause for a moment because of the appearance of Xiao Dilin's soul.

For power.

Not to mention his own son, he could give up everything he had.

"Cursed Soul, rise!"

In Xiao Changfeng's eyes, his spiritual consciousness gushed out.

It hit the Cursed Soul directly.

In an instant.

The Cursed Soul bloomed with a strange light.

The eighteen curses on it were all activated.

Cursed Soul.

This was a great gift that Xiao Changfeng had prepared for the Zhenwu Saint a long time ago.

Ever since he knew that the backer behind the queen was the Zhenwu Saint.

Xiao Changfeng had been thinking about how to deal with him.

To deal with a saint.

Naturally, it was extremely difficult.

For ordinary people, this was something they dared not even think about.

But for Xiao Changfeng.

He not only thought about it, but also did it.

Xiao Dilin was the biological son of the Zhenwu Saint.

His soul, for the Zhenwu Saint, was causally related.

And relying on this causal connection.

Xiao Changfeng can use the soul as a guide and cause and effect as the source to pass on the curse.

"Soul Burning Curse, open!"

In an instant, the first curse on the cursed soul lit up.

Soul Burning Curse, a medium-grade curse technique.

It can burn the soul and make people die in pain.

In an instant.

The body of the Zhenwu Saint was like a sculpture, stiff in place.

His spiritual energy was also disturbed and could not be activated.

At this moment, the Soul Burning Curse was burning his soul in his body.

But he was too strong.

With Xiao Changfeng's strength, it could only cause a little interference to him, but could not seriously injure him.

"Blood Source Curse, open!"

However, Xiao Changfeng did not stop.

Almost instantly, the second curse was activated.

This curse will cause the blood in a person's body to wither and disappear quickly.

"Nightmare Curse, open!"

"Forbidden Vein Curse, open!"

"Slow Curse, open!"

"Aging Curse, open!"

...

Xiao Changfeng activated all eighteen curses in an instant.

Suddenly, the body of the Zhenwu Saint became old, rotten, heavy, idiotic, etc.

These curses, erupted at once.

Enough to seriously injure a powerful person in the Great Power Realm.

After all, such a blood-related soul is extremely rare.

And it is even more difficult to engrave the eighteen curses.

But these curses.

For the Zhenwu Saint, it is not enough.

Crack!

Crack!

The Zhenwu Saint's eyes turned, and the holy power surged all over his body. He wanted to struggle and break the curse.

But these eighteen curses were not something he could break free of for a while.

This also made his original intention to kill the Emperor Wu temporarily fail.

At this moment.

Others were stunned.

They stared at the cursed soul and the Zhenwu Saint with wide eyes.

"What kind of martial arts is this? It can actually affect the saint?"

Lan Tianyu couldn't believe it.

He has always been mainly engaged in refining medicine, and he is naturally good at poison.

But he has never seen such a method.

The pill is not a pill, and the poison is not a poison.

"Master Xiao actually has this trick. It seems that Master Xiao is well prepared this time."

Xue Feixian held the long sword in his hand. Seeing this scene, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Cursed Soul, the master actually refined the Cursed Soul. This is a method that only the immortals can master!"

Only Wu Changsheng recognized the Cursed Soul.

And the shock in his heart was even stronger.

He was no stranger to the art of curses.

He can even cast some low-grade curse spells himself.

But Cursed Soul is different.

Curse technique is just a type of spell.

However, the cursed soul is similar to a spiritual formation.

It is a combination of various curse techniques, and its power is far greater than the superposition of curse techniques.

The refining of this cursed soul is very difficult.

Wu Changsheng once saw it in Donghua Immortal.

But even Donghua Immortal can only make nine cursed souls with curses.

for a while.

Wu Changsheng's awe for Xiao Changfeng became even stronger.

As for the Queen and others.

At this time, there was a mixture of fear and fear.

"How did Di Lin's soul become like this?"

The queen's eyes were dull and full of shock.

Xiao Dilin is her most beloved son.

The promised battle already made her heartbroken.

At this time, even the soul was refined into a cursed soul.

This caused the pain and madness in her heart to expand infinitely.

"Evil son, I must kill you, destroy your body, and make your soul suffer all kinds of torture."

The queen went crazy, her delicate and pretty face was full of ferocity, and her beautiful eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

But for her words.

Xiao Changfeng turned a deaf ear.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and his consciousness continued to pour into the cursed soul.

Finally, a tipping point was reached.

"Causal curse kill, explode!"

Xiao Changfeng suddenly shouted loudly.

Suddenly the cursed soul let out a harsh and sharp roar.

Subsequently.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, it exploded.

"ah!"

At the same time, the Zhenwu Saint on the execution platform seemed to have received a serious blow.

Let out a shrill scream.

His figure.

He fell straight from the execution platform and hit the ground.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

The whole place was horrified!