Supreme Dragon Seal

The words of the spells flowed from the first to the last like mountains and rivers, and then re-formed into a neat arrangement.

Suddenly, the first talisman began to flicker, and Qi Bei suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his soul, as if a needle had stabbed it fiercely.

However, to Qi Bei, it was nothing.

Soon, the first incantation text lit up, like a lighted lamp.

Afterwards, the second talisman began to flicker. This time, Qi Bei felt that the pain suffered by the soul was a little bit bigger, as if a needle as thin as a cow's hair had turned into an embroidery needle. To him, it was still nothing.

Then followed by the third, the fourth...

Every time after suffering the sting of the soul, a talisman lighted up. Of course, the pain suffered by the soul became stronger and stronger.

The blood-robed man guarding this place glanced at Qi Bei, and then paid no attention to him anymore. The hundreds of spells in front of him are no problem for ordinary god-level powerhouses to survive, and it is no problem for this young man who makes him feel very powerful.

Thousands of spells to refine the gods After a thousand spells, there is a watershed. After a thousand spells, the tempering of the soul by the spells is geometrically doubled, and the benefits after passing it are naturally obvious.

The blood-cloaked man estimated that Qi Bei would be able to survive for more than 5,000 years. After that, whether he could survive had nothing to do with the strength of a single soul, but also his will, enlightenment, and even his understanding of spells. Without these latter factors, it would be impossible to even pass the 5,000 mark.

Time passed by every minute and every second. At this moment, one of the youths exuding bloody aura suddenly let out a painful howl, spit out a mouthful of blood, and opened his eyes.

"Three thousand five hundred and sixty-eight, not bad." The blood-robed man glanced, and a ray of light hit the young man.

The young man's sluggish spirit immediately cheered up, he was a little happy, but also a little regretful, the opportunity to refine the gods with Wan Juya is also very rare for the disciples of Wan Juya, he got up and saluted the blood-robed man, then the light flashed on his body, and disappeared in place.

At this moment, the blood-robed man seemed to have sensed something, and looked at Qi Bei in surprise. He actually passed the pass of one thousand talismans without a sound, without even changing his expression. Most importantly, the speed at which he passed was astonishing. It took the young man just five full days to pass the thousand talismans to cultivate the gods, and it took Qi Bei just over an hour since he sat down to now.

"Good enlightenment, great perseverance, such a powerful soul." The blood-robed man said three good words in a row, and the surname of enlightenment ranked first, perseverance ranked second, and the power of the soul ranked last.

At this time, the blood-robed talent began to really pay attention to Qi Bei.

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In Moyuan City, because of the disappearance of the Chaos God Realm, both the demons and the disciples of various sects stationed here are discussing this matter uneasily.

With the Chaos God Territory gone, the cooperation between Moyuan and various sects would come to an end. Without this relationship, the atmosphere would naturally become a little tense.

Some demons began to ask the disciples of various sects stationed in the Moyuan to get out of the Moyuan, and some conflicts broke out.

Phantom looked at all this with cold eyes, and walked to the west end of Demon Abyss City, standing on the cliff, looking at the bottomless abyss.

"I don't know what's wrong with Siqin and Lingshuang? If something happens to them, the young master will definitely go crazy." Thinking like this, Phantom felt faintly worried.

Phantom just stood on the top of this cliff, thinking of many people or things in her mind, thinking of those people in Xiling City, and thinking of her brother King Kong.

"After the dark hills, they must have had a hard time." Phantom thought, in fact, this is also obvious. At that time, Qi Bei was infused with the blood of the God of Darkness, and was besieged by those people from the light camp. Naturally, they thought that the young master was already a member of the dark camp, so the people around the young master must not have a good time.

Phantom couldn't help but think that if Qi Bei and she could go back to the side of the Tianshen Mountain Range at this time, they would surely beat those so-called light camps to cry. However, this Tianshen Mountain Range separated the two sides into two worlds like a moat.

At this moment, Phantom's ears moved, and his eyes looked not far away, and saw a young man in moon white elf armor walking up, holding a wine pot and pouring it into his mouth, while stumbling up.

"Elves? Moon elves!" Phantom froze for a moment. She actually saw the appearance of elves in the Demon Abyss. In her opinion, the elves should also exist in the Tianshen Mountains. I heard that the moon elves are still the royal family of elves.

Thinking of the Moon Elf, Phantom couldn't help but think of Murong Xingchen and her three maids in Xiling City.

At this time, the moon elf youth came up, without even looking at the phantom, he just stared at the abyss and poured wine into his mouth.

"Why, why, one is like this, the other is like this, all of them are like this, what's so good about him, what's so good about him..." This moon elf youth roared into the abyss.

A emotionally wounded lunatic, Phantom quickly came to a conclusion.

With such a lunatic present, Phantom turned and left.

"You, stop... Tell me, what's so good about him?" The moon elf youth suddenly stopped in front of Phantom, and asked with red eyes.

"Get out." Phantom said coldly.

"You let me go? You actually let me go?" The moon elf young man suddenly went crazy when he heard this word, and stretched out his hand to grab Phantom's hand.

A cold light flashed in Phantom's eyes, and he kicked over like lightning, directly kicking the moon elf youth flying out.

This moon elf youth stood up and said sharply: "Bitch..."

The phantom really made a murderous move this time. Originally, because of Murong Xingchen, she still had a certain liking for the moon elves, but now this liking has completely turned into hatred. She flew up, and the sharp claws of both hands came out, directly grabbing the young man's head.

This moon elf young man was a jerk, his drunkenness dissipated immediately, but at this moment when the murderous intent was approaching, he had no ability to resist at all. He wanted to hide, but he couldn't dodge at all.

And just when the phantom's claws were about to grab the head of the young moon elf, her eyes flickered slightly, she turned around instantly, and slapped away a lasing arrow with one claw.

A middle-aged man from the Moon Elf appeared behind him, holding a big bow, and said apologetically, "Girl, if Moon Eagle offends you in any way, don't take it for granted, he's just drunk."

The corner of Phantom's mouth drew a cold arc, and his figure disappeared instantly.

The middle-aged man of the moon elf was terrified, and shot three arrows in an upside-down triangle toward the sides of the head and the crotch between the legs of the young moon elf named Moon Eagle. Obviously, he was protecting him.

One claw appeared out of nowhere and directly grabbed an arrow, while the other claw grabbed the moon eagle's head with an electric muscle.

At this moment, Yueying roared, the moonlight on his body flashed, his whole body turned sideways strangely, and his head escaped, but the elf shoulder armor on his shoulder was scratched by the claws, and a large piece of flesh and blood was forcibly torn out.

"Phantom, show mercy." At this moment, a crisp voice came over.

Phantom wanted to take advantage of the situation to kill the Moon Eagle, but Yaqing suddenly appeared and said anxiously.

Phantom withdrew the claws that were about to pierce Moon Eagle's head, and kicked him to the ground, and the cold murderous intent on his body immediately withdrew.

The middle-aged moon elf man came over, a moon-white elf power covered Yueying's bloody wound, then he nodded his thanks to Princess Yaqing, supported him and walked away.

"Phantom, what's going on?" Yaqing came to Phantom and asked.

"He's a bitch...you know him?" Phantom asked.

"I don't know, but it should be the Moon Elf family attached to Moyuan... Phantom, this place still belongs to Moyuan City. Now Moyuan City is a bit chaotic. If you kill people here, you may be in trouble." Yaqing said.

Phantom nodded, she had forgotten about her anger just now, but now her thoughts are all on the news that the moon elves are attached to Moyuan.

"Yaqing, do you mean that the entire Moon Elf clan is attached to Moyuan?" Phantom asked.

"It should be. Moyuan captured the moon spirit of the moon elves many years ago, but I heard that the moon elves really took refuge in Moyuan not long ago." Yaqing said, she didn't care much about the moon elves. The elves, which used to be called two ancient races with the dragons, had long since disappeared.

Phantom's heart moved, Murong Xingchen and the three maids originally said to go back to the Moon Elf clan, so did they follow the Moon Elf clan to seek refuge in Moyuan?

"Phantom, where's Qi Bei?" Ya Qing asked.

"The young master Wan Juya is in that building in Moyuan City, he asked me to wait for him." Phantom said.

"Where did you go?" Yaqing frowned, but didn't say anything more. Generally speaking, demon slayers are all from Wan Juya, and I don't know what relationship Qi Bei has with Wan Juya.

The two stood on the top of the cliff for a while, Yaqing said: "I'm going out of the abyss, maybe it's too late to say goodbye to Qi Bei, when he comes out, you can tell him."

"Okay." Phantom nodded.

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Under Wan Juya, Qi Bei's brows were furrowed, and strange rays of light began to radiate all over his body. These lights turned into various shapes, some were like flowers and trees, and some were like birds and animals.

"Six thousand and eight hundred curses, this kid..." The blood-robed man guarding this place stared at Qi Bei, and said to himself, now, Qi Bei is the only one under Wan Ju Ya, and the rest of them couldn't take it anymore and left. The best one lasted to 4,965 curses, and almost passed the mark of 5,000 curses.

But Qi Bei, the guy who he thought he couldn't survive 5,000 mantras at first, broke through the barrier of 5,000 mantras all the way, and now he easily endured 6,0008 mantras. Judging from his appearance, he didn't show any signs of severe pain.

"Perhaps, he can reach the eight thousand mantras that no one has achieved in a thousand years, or he can reach the nine thousand mantras that no one has achieved in ten thousand years. As for passing ten thousand mantras...impossible, how could he pass ten thousand mantras, so what are we? Even the three lords fell under the last mantra."

At this moment, Qi Bei's soul seemed to be torn apart by life and put back together again, torn apart, and put back together again, the kind of pain is unimaginable to those who have not experienced it.

However, when Qi Bei endured the burning of the extreme sun, his pain was much stronger than now, but he endured it all his life.

At this time, on the map of Yabi Ten Thousand Curses in Qi Bei's Soul Sea, the eight thousandth spell lit up.

really……

The blood-robed man was shocked. Although he had expected it, he was still a little surprised to see that Qi Bei had really withstood the eight thousandth spell.

After thinking for a while, the blood-robed man sent the news. After all, even in the Ya of Ten Thousand Curses, no one has passed the Eight Thousand Curses for a thousand years.

At this time, in the blood pool under the building in Moyuan City, the old man with blood and blood beard surfaced again, and he was a little surprised: "It has passed eight thousand curses, that girl has some eyesight, anyway, let's go and have a look."

"Eight thousand curses, is it an outsider brought in by the dragon's blood? This deity also went to see the excitement." In the depths of Wan Juya, in an equally huge blood pool, an old man with half of his face covered with a layer of fine scales also received the news, and disappeared into the blood pool as a blood glow.

"It's a bit interesting for an outsider to master eight thousand spells. I'm going to join in the fun, too." An old woman in a blood robe got up from the spells that filled the entire huge stone room, and disappeared into the stone room.

Therefore, under Wan Juya, there were three more people, they were the three great masters of Wan Juya.

Among the three lords, except for the old man with blood hair and blood beard who looked quite fierce, the other two breaths were very peaceful, just like ordinary old men.

"Dragon Blood, who is this kid? Lord Ya stipulates that our three lords only have one place to bring outsiders into Wanjuya." The old man covered with scales on half of his face asked with a smile.

"I don't know." Dragon Blood said lightly.

"I don't know? Did that girl find it?" the blood-robed old woman asked in surprise.

Dragon Blood nodded, the old woman and the other Venerable Wan Juya looked at each other, thinking about each other.

As time passed slowly, the expressions on the faces of the three Wan Juya Venerables became more and more shocked.

"Nine thousand..."

"Nine thousand one hundred..."

"Nine thousand five hundred..."

"Nine thousand nine hundred..."

The blood-robed man guarding this place has become a reporter, his voice is hoarse due to tension.

"Ghost Face, how long did it take you to break through the Nine Thousand Curses after entering the End of Ten Thousand Curses?" Dragon Blood asked suddenly.

"Five hundred years." The old man covered with scales on half of his face said with some difficulty.

"Nightmare, what about you?" Dragon Blood asked the old woman.

"It took me even longer. It took me 800 years to pass the 9,000 mantras. Dragon Blood, you are the most talented among us. I remember that it took you 180 years to pass the 9,000 mantras." The old woman said.

"That's right, but it's the first day this kid came to Wanjuya to experience the ten thousand curses to refine the gods. He doesn't practice spells, but now he has 9,900... 9,999 spells. Do you think he can survive this last spell?" Dragon Blood stared at Qi Bei and said. At this time, Qi Bei's face was completely distorted, and his muscles and bones were constantly bulging. Obviously, the pain he endured had reached the extreme.

"The last sky-eating curse, all three of us fell under this curse. This curse is stronger than the previous nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine curses combined. Logically speaking, he can't survive it, but I can't say it on him." The ghost said with a face.

"That's right, this kid is more evil than our Wan Ju Ya." Nightmare Po said.

At this time, Qi Bei, whose soul was in a state of being fragmented, ushered in the last curse on Wanjuya: the Sky Devouring Curse.

When this sky-eating talisman began to twist, the first fragment of Qi Bei's shattered soul was suddenly torn apart by ten thousand mouths, his whole head seemed to burst open, the center of his eyebrows was throbbing, and drops of pale golden blood oozed out from between them.

This kind of pain is hundreds of times more painful than when Qi Bei was burned by the extreme sun fire, but he happened to be conscious to the extreme, and that pain was infinitely magnified.

"Ah..." Qi Bei's soul yelled in pain, but his mouth was trembling, and he couldn't make a sound. He knew that once he made a sound, it would be a failure.

The Sky Devouring Curse impacted on his soul, and its manifestation was that burning stars kept hitting pieces of his shattered soul.

The pain continued, and became stronger and stronger, as if it would never end.

"Give up, you will be free if you give up." There was a voice that kept tempting his painful soul.

"No..." Qi Bei roared.

"Give up, think about your beautiful confidante, are you willing to fall into such pain forever? One year, ten years, one hundred years, ten thousand years..." The voice continued to seduce.

Beauty?

All of a sudden, charming, indifferent, or delicate faces appeared in front of Qi Bei's eyes. Their red lips were brought together in front of each of them, blowing gently, and kept repeating the words that tempted him to give up.

"Ah... you guys... are too fake... Get lost, but you just intercepted the images in my memory..." Qi Bei roared.

The beauties disappeared one by one, and at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in Qi Bei's spirit. She was dressed in a black robe, and her face was covered with a thick veil. Only a pair of beautiful eyes shining like stars were exposed, and she was quietly looking at him.

"Xingchen..." Qi Bei stared blankly at her eyes, in these eyes, he saw a real Murong Xingchen, different from the rest of the figures, with only a shape but no spirit.

Murong Xingchen didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

In an instant, Qi Bei's world only had this pair of star-like eyes, and all the pain gradually faded away like an illusion.

Qi Bei saw bits and pieces of starlight shining in Murong Xingchen, as if her eyes contained the entire starry sky.

At this moment, Qi Bei's world began to spin, and Murong Xingchen also rotated along with her, and the starry sky in her eyes also rotated with her.

The image of Murong Xingchen gradually faded away, and the inhuman pain rushed over like a tide again, but Qi Bei realized something at this moment. (To be continued.)