Chapter 688 Curse, this kid really doesn’t know how to live or die! 【Request for order



Chapter 688 Curse, this kid really doesn’t know how to live or die! 【Request for order

Chapter 688 Curse, this kid really doesn’t know how to live or die! 【Subscribe】

"Junior Brother Xu, what brings you here?"

Soon, dozens of men, women, old and young appeared by the Taohuayuan Lake.

Each of them had a dark aura, and most of them looked intimidating without even getting angry. They were obviously powerful monks who had been in high positions for a long time.

An old man in a gray robe with white hair and beard was the first to ask.

But before Xu Feng could answer, everyone subconsciously took a breath of cold air because they had already seen the black aura on him.

"Curse? Is this a cursed aura?"

"Xu Feng, have you provoked the Demon Sect?"

Everyone exclaimed and subconsciously took a few steps back, fearing that they would be contaminated by these mysterious sources of pollution.

Xu Feng said helplessly, "My fellow disciples all know that I am not interested in quarreling with the world and I don't like to make enemies with outsiders, let alone people from the Demon Sect. This time I was cursed by someone, most likely because the Purple Sky Holy Land wanted to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys and warn us. I feel uneasy..."

"Impossible, how do they know that the matter of the Demon Realm is yours?"

"Yeah, even if they wanted to retaliate, they wouldn't resort to such despicable means, right?"

"Even in the Demon Sect, few people use the curse method. This method will hurt the enemy by 100 and yourself by 1,000. How could they not know the price of cursing a spiritual master?"

Everyone was full of doubts and obviously did not agree with his judgment.

There is really no need for the Zixiao Holy Land to curse Xu Feng. Now that Wei Han has killed so many saints by himself, they have already become famous and powerful. Wouldn't it be courting death if they continue to cause trouble in a high-profile manner at this time?

"So they used the curse to deal with me." Xu Feng swore, "It is not difficult for the Purple Sky Holy Land to find the mastermind behind this. It is not convenient for them to knock on our door and ask for an explanation at this time, but they can't swallow this breath, so they can't help but use some dirty tricks to warn me."

Everyone looked at each other!

I have to admit that this statement makes a lot of sense.

The old man with white beard and gray robe frowned and raised his hand. A wisp of black air was forcibly captured in his hand for careful inspection. He even began to use some secret technique to track the source of the curse while muttering something.

Seeing this, others also took action of their own.

Regardless of whether their relationship with Xu Feng is good or bad, the fact that he is being targeted by outsiders is a matter of the Taichu Holy Land. Everyone present is a high-level official of the Holy Land, so naturally they cannot sit idly by.

However, no matter what secret techniques they used to track it, they ultimately found that they could not trace the source of the curse. It was as if it appeared out of thin air beside Xu Feng, and no matter how they searched, they could not find any clues.

"This should be the most common blood spirit spell!" A woman in a silk skirt murmured with an unpleasant expression, "But that's not right. This spell is not outstanding. Even if the people from Zixiao Holy Land wanted to warn Senior Brother Xu, there's no need to use it, right? And how come they can't even track down who cast the spell?"

"The Blood Spirit Curse is well-known for its high cost and low effect. Even if the opponent is a powerful person in the Divine Realm, he will have to pay more than ten times the price. Who on earth would do such an unwise thing?"

"Huh? Why is the curse getting stronger? Could it be that the other party is not trying to warn us? This is to kill Senior Brother Xu!"

As everyone was discussing, they took a few steps back.

The black energy on Xu Feng's body became increasingly dense. No matter how he tried to disperse it, it would reappear like maggots on the tarsal bones and keep drilling into his body.

The power of the curse is different from ordinary means, and it is difficult to block it with spiritual power!

The Blood Spirit Curse is a sinister technique that directly affects one's lifespan. Unless it is broken by the same type of technique, the depth of one's cultivation has no effect on the consumption of one's lifespan.

"I have lost ten years of my lifespan!" Xu Feng calmly analyzed, "I have lived for 1,200 years since I started practicing. In the past, I burned off three hundred years of my lifespan when I encountered a strong enemy. It is estimated that I can still live for another 4,500 years!"

Everyone's expressions relaxed a little after hearing this.

Just 10 years of life is nothing but a drop in the bucket.

When these people encounter powerful enemies in battles outside, any use of their life-threatening secret techniques would consume a hundred years of their lifespan. How could they value a mere ten years of life? In this light, the enemy is not worth mentioning.

"The opponent's strength should not be at the spiritual level!" Xu Feng analyzed again: "But his curse is getting more and more fierce, and he is determined to not give up. If it continues for many years, it will be enough to cause me a lot of trouble."

"Not in the Divine Realm? Is he crazy?"

"How dare a Yuanying stage cultivator curse the Divine Realm?"

"Haha, this kid really doesn't know how to live or die!"

The big guys were speechless for a while.

I thought it was a big deal, but it turned out to be just a Yuanying stage cultivator behind the scenes. Little did I know that in their eyes, those who are not spiritual masters are just ants after all.

Even a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage is nothing more than a larger ant.

Moreover, the maximum lifespan of the Nascent Soul Stage is only three thousand years. Using secret techniques such as the Blood Spirit Curse to harm the enemy is really too stupid.

"Brother Xu, I have a spell called 'Spell Counter-Spiritual Light Array'!" The female cultivator in a silk skirt said hesitantly, "This spell cannot resist the blood spirit spell, but it can make the opponent counterattack and increase the consumption of his lifespan. I wonder if you are willing to try it?"

"Of course!" Xu Feng nodded and agreed: "Please let go, Junior Sister Liu."

"good!"

The female cultivator in Luoqun didn't waste any words. She raised her hand and began to carve dense runes on the big rock under Xu Feng. Soon a small magic circle was formed to surround him.

The magic circle emitted a white light that enveloped Xu Feng.

The white light and the black light contrasted with each other, making him look like a ghost.

"It worked!" Xu Feng said in surprise, "The speed at which the curse energy is consumed has increased by about three times. The other party has cut off one year of my lifespan, so I will have to bear the cost of at least thirty to fifty years of reduced lifespan."

Everyone laughed when they heard this!

Xu Feng still has 4,500 years to live. Whoever curses him will have to pay the price of more than 100,000 or 200,000 years of his life. No one can do it.

Even if the Purple Sky Holy Land is willing to pay a huge price to hire a bunch of people to exchange their lives, is it really worth it?

Everyone present was a smart guy. After figuring out the key point, they all breathed a sigh of relief and started watching the show with great interest.

But gradually, everyone soon discovered that something was wrong.

Because the black energy on Xu Feng's body not only did not decrease, but became increasingly dense, as if it was accumulating and then releasing, and the speed at which his lifespan was being reduced was also becoming more and more ferocious.

"No, something's wrong!"

"The power of the curse is skyrocketing. How dare he?"

For the first time, Xu Feng felt a sense of panic that the situation was out of control, because he found that the speed at which his lifespan was depleting was getting faster and faster, and soon reached an incredible speed.

Every time he breathed, a large amount of black air would penetrate into his body, causing his skin and hair to become increasingly dry and white, and his lifespan would be reduced by more than ten years every once in a while.

If he continues at this speed, he will be seriously injured if not killed!

(End of this chapter)

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