Yan Li in the Taoist Palace has already told the Ghost King and the Jiao King about his plan. It will take two or three years at most. When Wuxie can become independent, he will prepare to go to other places in Muye. The Kunlun Taoist Palace has been established, but the Buddha

Zong should also be put on the agenda. This is the strategy they have long decided in the Incense and Jade Order.

He couldn't help but be excited when he heard the word "Buddha King". This was the hope of the Baijiao clan. If he hadn't seen the power of those people in Guifang Mountain and the extraordinary eight-part Tianlong cultivation method, how could he choose to be the king?

At that time, Yan Li, who was only in the realm of Wen Daojun, took refuge in the realm.

He personally sent the Jiao King and the Ghost King away from the Dao Palace. It was already dark at this time. With the help of these two kings, Yan Li also breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing that the Ghost King said the death curse so seriously,

Yan Li, who originally didn't care, felt a shadow cast over his heart. He planned to go into the incense and jade ultimatum later to ask for advice on how to break the curse.

Yan Li wanted to ask the heavenly gods and Buddhas to find out what the soul-death curse was. In order not to affect Wu Xie, Yan Li was cautious and did not stay in Kunlun but went to Guifang Mountain.

Guifang Mountain is a crack created by the gods and Buddhas in Hongwu, so they can come and go freely. Yan Li invited four great heavenly masters and told these powerful heavenly masters about the death curse in his body.

"Yan Li, don't resist, Pindao will examine your body in detail."

"Master Zhang, please use it"

Yan Li let go of the protection, Zhang Daoling pointed out, the immortal power was flowing through his thousands of meridians, and the runes of the Dead Soul Curse were engraved in his body like tarsal bones. Now he has his own spiritual power to suppress it, so he can't do it for the time being.

What kind of threat would it pose to him, but once Yan Li's spiritual power fails, he will explode again.

"Brother Daoling, this investigation has little effect, you might as well activate this curse," Sazu said. In terms of the ability to save people, Sazu is definitely the one among the four heavenly masters.

"Yan Li, please bear with me"

"good!"

Hearing Sa Zu's words, Zhang Daoling's power instantly activated the Death Soul Curse. Heart-pounding pain and coldness traveled throughout his body. His body was covered with black runes. Frost climbed onto his brows. Even the power of Guixian could not bear it.

I couldn't help but tremble.

"this..."

The four heavenly masters frowned and exchanged views as they looked at the strange aura of the Soul-Death Curse emanating from Yan Li's body and the runes revealed on his skin. Fortunately, Yan Li himself practiced the Reincarnation Art, which is the key to all soul cultivation.

The highest method, Yan Li relied on the power of the Samsara Art to suppress the Dead Soul Curse. However, as the Death Soul Curse becomes stronger, the suppression of the Samsara Art will become weaker and weaker. This is not a long-term solution.

"Master Tian, ​​is there any way to pull it out?"

"The Tao of Hongwu Continent is not the same as the Tao of Earth. We can only find out that the Death Soul Curse seems to be condensed from endless resentment, but this is just the guess of the four of us." Ge Tianshi said.

"Why don't we wait and see if we can pull it out with great magic power?" Tianshi Jingyang also said.

"good"

Yan Li sat cross-legged, with four heavenly masters standing in four different directions, holding seals with one hand, and then a vast and boundless immortal power surged out of each person's body. These four powers rushed directly into Yan Li's body.

Yan Li did not resist, and the spiritual power of the Four Heavenly Masters held on to the Soul-Death Curse like a hook.

The four heavenly masters looked at each other. Yan Li was very calm and everything was ready.

"Let's get started, three Taoist brothers!"

After Sazu finished speaking, the four heavenly masters started to pull out the Soul-Death Curse at the same time, but as soon as they tried to pull out the Soul-Dead Curse, cold sweat flowed from Yan Li's forehead, as if a piece of flesh was about to be ripped out of his body. He tried not to cry out,

As long as I can pull out the Death Soul Curse, all the pain will be worth it.

The incantation of the Dead Soul Curse emerged from the body. Pulled by the four strands of green, red, blue and white immortal power from all directions, the incantation began to gradually leave the body. As soon as the incantation left the body, a sinister and extremely cold aura began to fill the air. Yan Li

It even started to freeze around me!

In order not to affect Wuxie, Yan Li had already arrived at Guifang Mountain. It was already late at night. Wuxie was already asleep at this time, but now he left the door by mistake and looked at Guifang Mountain with confused eyes.

.

Just when the Four Heavenly Masters thought they were about to succeed, a shadow of Yan Li was almost pulled out. Yan Li couldn't bear it any longer and fell to the ground twitching, his painful cry spreading throughout Guifang Mountain.

There may be a tacit understanding between master and disciple. Wuxie looked at Guifangshan with tears in his eyes, shouted in pain, held his head and rolled around on the ground. Wuxie's actions scared the Turtle Immortal and Chunfeng in the Bading Merit Pond.

Turtle Immortal transformed into a human form and came to Wuxie, and hugged Wuxie hurriedly. His eyes were full of worry and pity. Chunfeng also hurriedly came out after hearing the sound.

"Wuxie, what's wrong with you?" Turtle Immortal asked hurriedly.

"Wuxie, are you okay?" Chunfeng also asked.

"Master Turtle..." Wuxie held his head with one hand and pointed at Guifang Mountain with one hand, looking at the old turtle with tears in his eyes.

"Don't scare Mr. Turtle!"

Originally, Wuxie had a birthmark on her forehead since she was a child, a small red dot that looked like an unbloomed flower. But now, the red dot has actually swelled a bit, and you can clearly see that it is clearly a red flower.

"My head hurts so much"

Wuxie has been mysterious since he was a child. Guixianren thought that there must be something strange happening on Guifang Mountain. He used the spiritual power of Yuantian's Holy Dragon Jue to create a barrier to isolate Wuxie from the outside world. Wuxie fainted.

Falling down in a daze.

"Chunfeng, you stay here to watch the innocence, I'll go out for a while"

"Okay Mr. Turtle"

Not many people can freely enter and leave Guifang Mountain. Apart from Yan Li, Old Turtle, he could not imagine anyone else appearing on Guifang Mountain at this time, so Guixianren decided to go to Guifang Mountain to see what was going on.

Yan Li was in so much pain that he could no longer make a sound. Just now it was just like a piece of flesh was cut out from his body, but now it seems like he was cut into pieces with a thousand knives!

"Heavenly Masters, please stop. This Death Soul Curse is not only fused with Yan Li's body, but also connected with his Yang God. If he pulls it out forcibly, Yan Li will die!" King Qin Guang, who was wearing a black dragon robe, also said

It manifests itself from the incense and jade ultimatum.

"Stop together"

The Four Heavenly Masters hurriedly stopped. Although they failed, they were still a little scared. The Soul-Dead Curse was much more difficult to deal with than they imagined.

"King Qin Guang, what kind of curse is this dead soul curse? Why is it so powerful? It seems to be more powerful than the curses currently taught in heaven." Tianshi Jingyang asked.

"I have seen this dead soul curse, the evil evil spirit, if the resentful soul in the underworld cannot withstand the harsh punishment, the soul will fly away, but before the soul flies away, it will release an extremely weak ray of evil evil energy, let's call it the most resentful soul.

force.

If my guess is correct, the real face of this dead soul curse is the power of grievance released by hundreds of thousands or even millions of wronged souls before their souls were scattered. Someone collected and refined their grievances into a spell to cast such a taboo.

Magic. Doing this is really harmful to the harmony of heaven and will be punished by heaven, so the collection of this kind of power is strictly prohibited in the underworld." King Qin Guang frowned.

"Can Yama have a way to pull it out?"

"Don't talk about me, even if the Yamas of the Thirteen Palaces take action together, they will never be able to eliminate so many grievances, because this grievance is actually a curse on the way of heaven. Even if you are a heavenly master, this curse in your body will be wiped out by this curse.

If you lose even one piece of your cultivation, Yang Shen will suffer the most resentment and completely dissipate!"

"Master, don't scare me. I feel that the Resentful Death Soul Curse is not that strong." Yan Li forced the Death Soul Curse down again, because now he can easily suppress it with sufficient spiritual power.

suppress.

"Do you think I'm scaring you? Now that the Death Soul Curse is sinking in your body, it doesn't seem to be a big threat. However, this Death Soul Curse will continue to absorb your power and grow stronger. You will also be tortured when it breaks out within a hundred years.

When his soul was gone," King Qin Guang sighed.

Yan Li was indeed a little frightened. "Is there really nothing you can do?"

"I will discuss this with other Yamas."
Chapter completed!