"Curse the spirit, start!" Shangguan Yourong shouted in a low voice.
In the formation, Emperor Zhao Tian suddenly looked up, and immediately had a bad premonition in his heart.
"Li Lingge, what else do you want!"
Isn’t it enough to drain the spiritual power and spiritual roots of all his people?
Li Lingge did not answer, because Emperor Zhao Tian would experience it himself - the feeling of being cursed.
Soon, Emperor Zhao Tian felt a strange force coming from all directions, as if countless invisible hands were trying to invade his body.
Strange black lines began to appear on his skin, spreading rapidly like a spider web.
Intense pain erupted from deep within his bone marrow, as if millions of poisonous insects were gnawing at his flesh and blood.
Emperor Zhao Tian gritted his teeth, veins bulged on his forehead, and cold sweat dripped like rain.
His spiritual power and emperor origin were completely devoured, and now his body has become as fragile as that of an ordinary person.
"ah--!"
Emperor Zhao Tian finally couldn't help but let out a low roar, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
The cold power turned into a curse mark, deeply embedded in his bones and soul.
At the same time, the Zhao family members also wailed in pain.
The extreme pain made it almost impossible for them to stand. The young tribesmen knelt on the ground, clutching their chests tightly with both hands, their nails deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood flowing through their fingers.
Those elders are actually not as good as the young people at this moment. With the loss of their cultivation, their bodies have long been damaged.
Carving the curse mark on their bodies at this moment is like torture.
"Ancestor, it hurts!"
The Great Elder's voice had already become hoarse, his body was twitching violently, and black curse patterns covered his face, making him look hideous and terrifying.
Li Lingge watched coldly, the smile on his lips growing more intense.
His voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, cold and ruthless.
"From today on, all descendants of the Zhao family will be unable to practice cultivation. This is the price you must pay."
Emperor Zhao Tian endured the severe pain, raised his head, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.
His voice was hoarse and low, yet contained a hint of determination.
"Kill me, kill me!"
As the ancestor of the Zhao family, he could only watch his clansmen being cursed by Li Lingge. He now had no face to face his fellow clansmen and only had death as his only option.
Li Lingge naturally would not help Emperor Zhao Tian. He reached out and took the storage ring off Emperor Zhao Tian.
Just as he expected, the Zhao family's imperial weapons were all in the ring.
Li Lingge kicked the spaceship back to the Zhao family, and then it exploded.
Everyone in the Zhao family wailed, and no one knew how many people were killed in the fall.
However, the Zhao family was just the beginning. In one night, Li Lingge and Shangguan Yourong visited all the remaining imperial families.
Li Lingge only took away the imperial weapon and the elixir of immortality, and was too lazy to even look at the rest.
The next day.
A piece of gossip spread like wildfire, and the cultivation of the major imperial clans disappeared inexplicably overnight, and all of them became disabled.
At first, everyone thought this was nonsense.
How could the emperor's cultivation disappear overnight?
After all, the truth cannot be hidden, and soon someone discovered the Zhao family members who were disguising themselves and escaping from the family.
"They actually have no cultivation!"
…
In just one day, all the major imperial clans were surrounded by other forces.
"Emperor Zhao Tian, hand over the imperial weapon obediently!"
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