With ten trillion disciples, my demon sect is invincible!

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Waves of obscure spells came out of the high priest's mouth, and the sound became louder and louder, finally filling the entire world.

"No, High Priest, please stop!"

Seeing the actions of the high priest, Wu Zhantian hurriedly shouted to the sky, his face full of anxiety.

As the leader and high priest of the Witch Clan, how could he not know that this was the use of the most powerful curse and self-curse in the lineage of the Witch Clan priests?

Self-curse: It is one of the top curses in the world. The cursed person will turn into nothingness in a short time.

But: the user will also suffer strong backlash. In the hundreds of millions of years since the establishment of the Witch Clan, all priests who have used this curse have died without exception.

Seeing Wu Zhantian's expression, other strong men from the Eastern Region also guessed that such spells would definitely cause great damage to themselves.

Fly up!

Zhou Qiong looked at the high priest who was chanting the spell, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes. He could feel that the curse was very powerful.

but!

He also felt that this curse posed no threat to him!

The spell that can be used by the high priest to deal with the Sword Emperor is definitely not bad, at least it reaches about the first or second level of the Emperor.

For Zhou Qiong, who is still at the peak of his power, it is definitely abnormal for him to be unable to cause any harm.

"System, what's going on!"

"Host, this curse mainly affects the soul, and the host's soul is the territory of the system, so this type of curse will be directly rejected by the system and will naturally not cause harm to the host."

"That is to say, I am immune to all soul-related attacks and curses, right?"

"Yes, host."

On the sky!

The high priest stood in the sky, looking at the anxious Wu Zhantian below, his face did not change at all, and he said through the voice:

"Zhan Tian, ​​this is my fate. As you know, no one from the high priest lineage of the Witch Clan can survive for long."

"I don't have much life left. Instead of lingering for another hundred or two hundred years, it's better to kill an emperor now to dissipate the remaining heat."

"High Priest!"

Wu Zhantian murmured with red eyes.

He knew that the high priest was telling the truth. Since the mission of the high priest of the Wu clan was to offer sacrifices and perform deductions, he was easily susceptible to backlash from heaven.

Therefore, every high priest of the Wu clan did not live very long, and they basically died within a few million years.

After a breath!

The high priest stopped reciting the incantation, looked at the Sword Emperor and said coldly:

"In the name of my High Priest of the Witch Clan, I curse you to have your soul dispersed, your body to be gone, your mind to be shattered, and you to perish forever!"

Shut up!

A stream of dark air between heaven and earth quickly enveloped the Sword Emperor!

"not good!"

The Sword Emperor instantly stopped escaping and looked at the gray airflow surrounding him at a rapid speed, with a flash of shock in his eyes.

He suddenly found that he couldn't escape at all. This evil curse had completely surrounded him.

"Smelly old man, you are really ignorant!"

The Sword Emperor roared angrily!

Although it felt unlikely, something deep inside him told him that this curse could actually kill him.

Don't hesitate!

The Sword Emperor waved his right hand, holding the death scythe in both hands and slowly raising it, and the momentum in his body burst out crazily.

at the same time!

A terrifying illusory figure with a height of ten thousand feet appeared behind the Sword Emperor, also holding an illusory death scythe in his hand.

If a strong man from the Central Realm sees this scene, he will instantly recognize that this terrifying shadow is the Emperor of Death!

Emperor of Death: He was one of the top ancient bosses in the Central Region, with a cultivation level of half-step to the realm of the Great Emperor, but he disappeared after the ancient catastrophe.

The reason why the Sword Emperor was able to break through to the Emperor was precisely because he received the inheritance of the Death Emperor in his early years.

"Death is coming, the scythe is destroying! Behead!"

The sword emperor's eyes glowed with light, as if he had returned to his prime, and he slashed at the curse with the sickle in his hand.

In an instant, the world was filled with shocking sword light, and the terrifying sword light seemed to cut the world in half.

Can!

When the sword light encountered the strange curse gas, it stagnated, and at the same time, the strange breath directly invaded the sword emperor's body.

boom.!

A violent wave of sound echoed throughout the battlefield!

The powerful aftermath spread out directly, causing the void of hundreds of thousands of miles in radius to continue to shatter, and countless black holes formed!

All the strong men were trying hard to resist the aftermath, while looking up and staring at the battlefield, their mouths wide open.

All I can see is the sky above!

The Sword Emperor still maintained the posture of holding the scythe, but the Emperor's aura on his body was constantly dissipating and extinguishing.

A pair of imperial eyes were filled with shock, disbelief, and a trace of regret.

Buzz.!

A breeze blows!

The Sword Emperor turned into flying ashes and dispersed between heaven and earth, and his soul was suddenly gone.

boom.!

Boom!

Explosions of thunder rang out in the sky, countless bloody rains fell quickly, and the air of sadness once again filled the world.

The Emperor of the Generation, Sword Emperor: Die!

"How is this possible? The Sword Emperor was actually killed by the high priest, and he didn't even have the strength to resist."

"High Priest Niu Bi, you are indeed the boss of the Eastern Region. You can actually kill the Sword Emperor. I admire you."

One by one, the strong men from the Eastern Region looked at the stunned Sword Emperor and exchanged excited words with shock on their faces.

In fact, two emperors died in less than half an hour, which made their powerful hearts a little unable to bear it.

but!

Every strong man in the East Region was excited, because these invaders from the Central Region were not worth dying for.

Swish!

An old figure quickly fell from the sky!

"High Priest!"

Wu Zhantian roared, and his figure quickly rushed up to the sky and caught the falling high priest.

"High Priest, are you okay? You must not die. The Wu Clan cannot live without the high priest!"

Wu Zhantian quickly took out countless pills, even a few imperial pills, and sent them to the high priest's mouth.

Unfortunately, the high priest dodged it!

"Zhantian, don't waste it. My body is already exhausted. It's useless to take more pills."

"No, it must be useful, it must be useful!"

Wu Zhantian shook his head in disbelief, and tears flowed from his iron-like face.

He was raised by the high priest since he was a child. It can be said that the high priest is his closest relative. He cannot accept the death of the other party.

Looking at the appearance of the high priest, the strong men in the Eastern Region all had gloomy expressions. It was obvious that even though the Sword Emperor was killed, the high priest was also going to die.