Immortal Emperor of the Perfect World

Chapter 209 Cursed Folding Immortal
boom!
A loud noise was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and it spread throughout the fairy tomb, causing many monks who were hunting treasures outside the fairy tomb to look up at the sky.

"What's going on? Could it be that the Xianfen rioted again?" Many people were puzzled.

Some time ago, the Xianfen riot attracted many forces to gather here, but they all returned empty-handed, and many people even paid the price.

The riot in Xianfen has finally subsided for a few days now, if there is another riot, it will be really uncomfortable.

One must know that in the river flowing to the fairy tomb, there are countless powerful spiritual treasures, even holy medicines and magic weapons of heavenly gods are not uncommon.

Less than a hundred miles away from the fairy grave, the ground cracked, and a light curtain shattered, causing the power of curse to riot, the power of thunder to rage, and the aura was terrifying.

A graceful figure covered in blood rushed out, it was a witch.

I saw her crystal white body was full of cracks, blood dripping down the black dress, her pretty face was pale, her breath was also very weak, and the center of her eyebrows was bleeding, which was the manifestation of the trauma of the primordial spirit, which was worse than the body. The injury was more serious.

"Ahem..." The witch clutched her chest and kept coughing up blood. She was injured too badly, both physically and mentally.

In order to break free from the Great Heaven Sealing Formation, she did not hesitate to explode the Heavenly Divine Artifact before rushing out.

However, before that, she had been seriously injured by the cooperation of the three gods, and her body almost disintegrated.

If it wasn't for the imprint left by Xu Yu to resist the coercion of the gods and protect her body and soul, she might die in the battle in an instant.

"It's decisive enough to be willing to blow up the magic weapon of the gods," the indifferent voice sounded, and three figures emerged from the void.

The witch looked at them coldly and did not speak.

Compared with before, the appearance of these three people was much more embarrassed, especially the old woman, whose arm was blown off, and could no longer reunite.

However, the old man in white robe and the middle-aged man in red battle armor did not receive such serious injuries, but left a few deep and visible wounds on their bodies.

It can be seen that the self-detonation of the magic weapon of the gods, the power is not covered, and these three gods have suffered a lot.

Even the big formation that seals the sky has been broken, the disk is broken, and it has been abolished.

"It's the same Venerable, back then, that woman was quite capable. She was besieged by five gods and killed one of them by self-explosion. It's really amazing and gorgeous. It's a pity," the middle-aged man held the killing sword, the first speak for the first time.

Hearing this, the witch's eyes became colder, "You all wait to be liquidated."

She already knew something about that matter, and she naturally knew who the woman the other party was talking about was. As a venerable, she was besieged and killed by five gods, but she lost one person. Such a record is enough to shock three thousand continents .

It's a pity that the incident didn't spread and was covered up by them.

Because this incident was disgraceful, several major forces coveted the secrets of a venerable, and even sent out the gods to surround and kill him, and even killed one person, but in the end they got nothing.

"It will always be my fairy palace to liquidate others, how can someone come to liquidate my fairy palace, let's get on the road," the old man in white robe suddenly slapped his palm, and slammed it heavily on the witch.

With a bang, the witch fell to the ground, and there were more cracks on her body, like porcelain, which was about to crack at any time.

She was so angry that the bones in her hands and feet were broken, and the blood made her long hair condense into locks and stick to her face, looking very tragic.

"I've come here... cough cough... not far from him... still can't see him..."

The witch looked at the imprint on her palm, and gave a wry smile, which was a bit poignant.

She couldn't move anymore, and now, any monk could easily kill her and end her life.

As the saintess of Jietian Sect, in the eyes of the world, her status is so honorable, and there is never a lack of guardians around her, but this time, she chose to go to meet that person alone.

It's just that I never thought that I would fall into such a situation, the opponent was so well prepared, the three gods, and the Heaven Sealing Formation, obviously had planned for more than a day or two, and the first move would be sure to kill.

"Hey, you are proud enough to lose one of the old arms," ​​the old woman smiled coldly.

With a clang, the killing sword flew out from the middle-aged man's hand, and stabbed at the witch's eyebrow, "Night Chang Meng has many dreams, so we should quickly deal with her."

With a ding, the red killing sword stopped in front of the witch, and a white light curtain suddenly appeared, blocking the blow.

"Huh? There is still a way to save your life," the middle-aged man stared.

It was the imprint on the palm of the witch's hand that caused a ripple to block the killing sword.

"This light curtain is not simple, it should have been left by someone important," the old man in white robe could not help frowning as he sensed the aura of immortality from above the light curtain.

The middle-aged man recalled Sha Jian, "This light curtain is not easy to break, and I'm afraid it won't break open for a while, what can you do?"

"Naturally, don't forget that this is a fairy tomb, and the power of curses is everywhere. Just in case, the lord gave me something," the white-robed old man chuckled, and then took out a bronze box .

From this bronze box, both the middle-aged man and the old woman could feel a palpitating curse.

The two of them quickly thought of something, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Folding the Immortal Curse!"

"That's right, it's the Immortal Folding Curse, although it's a bit wasteful to deal with a dying person," said the old man in white robe, opening the bronze box, and a stream of silver light emerged from it.

The strong curse power spread out, making both the middle-aged man and the old woman retreat hundreds of meters.

They felt that the power of the curse in this fairy tomb was gathering here, as if they were being drawn by the curse of breaking the fairy.

"It seems that we can't delay anymore, let's go," the white-robed old man looked serious, he also felt the change of the curse power in the world, and then sacrificed the silver light in the bronze box and flew towards the witch.

The silver streamer easily penetrated the white light curtain and entered the center of the witch's eyebrows.

She felt that her primordial spirit was disintegrating little by little, the fire of life dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, her consciousness became more and more blurred, and the whole world was gradually becoming colder.

"The Immortal Folding Curse... Farewell, Xiaoyu," the pair of beautiful eyes slowly dimmed, she suppressed the drowsiness, and said this sentence with regret and affection.

"As expected of the Immortal Folding Curse, a curse that even true immortals can't do anything about, it's really terrifying," said the two with shock in their eyes.

The Immortal Folding Curse easily pierced through the translucent white light curtain containing the aura of the Immortal Dao, it was truly terrifying.

(End of this chapter)