Qing Ling, who had lost her entire left arm, stood there in a daze, and didn't even have time to feel the heart-wrenching pain.
Frightened!
confused!
despair!
When did it happen?!
When did it launch an attack and what did it do to me?
Why didn't I notice it at all, why didn't I see anything in my eyes?
Ah！
A second later, Qing Ling screamed and knelt on one knee. Her right hand was forced to release Tang Dao, covering the broken opening on her left shoulder, but she could not block a large amount of lost blood.
Qing Ling needed time to take a breath, and she subconsciously looked back at the Smoke Ghost, hoping that he would hold the enemy first, but only to usher in deeper despair.
The smoke ghost's head disappeared, and two seconds later, the headless corpse fell to the ground, blood came out of his neck, and soon flowed all over the ground.
At this time, if anyone set up a high-speed camera with more than 250 frames per second next to it, he can restore the whole picture.
Three seconds ago, at the moment when the Curse Abyss emitted the syllable of Death, countless small black vortexes appeared in its body. These vortexes shot out hundreds of black dead lights in all directions, like a circular laser light.
Wherever the dead light went, all creatures were melted directly.
The entire attack process is so fast that it ends in less than 1 minute.
Qing Ling, who is closest to the Cursed Son, has no idea what happened.
If she knew this move in advance and focused all her attention to guard against it, she might have been able to barely detect it, but she could only detect it and could not dodge it.
The smoke ghost died, and Qingling was not dead. It was definitely not that Zhu Yuan showed mercy. It was just randomly killing all the creatures around.
Qing Ling lost only one left arm, which was purely lucky.
Next time, Qingling will not be so lucky.
After three seconds, the cooldown time of the Curse Abyss ends.
Its empty white eyes looked at Qing Ling in front of him. This person was not dead yet.
Zhu Yuan was born to hate all living things and must be eliminated.
die.
This time, Qing Ling saw it, but only saw it.
Zhu Yuan's dark body seemed to flash.
Within 1 minute, hundreds of black dead lights burst out from its body again, killing all the creatures around it at random.
This time, Qingling disappeared.
Where she sat, there was only a pool of blood and a few black gold weapons, namely Tang sword, Xiu sword, butterfly double-edged, and two darts.
Zhu Yuan discovered the Wujin weapon on the ground and became curious for a second.
Buzz
The body composed of thin black energy lines gradually changed into the shape of these weapons within a second. Obviously, Zhu Yuan was not satisfied with it, and then changed back to the shape of a child in a second.
It is like a child who is curious about anything but will quickly lose interest. Next, it will try everything, imitate everything, and destroy everything.
Eventually, it will destroy the world, fall into complete boredom and void, and then destroy itself.
This is the ultimate fate of the Cursed Son.
What it curses is all the meaning of the world.
……
Qingling is not dead.
She looked pale and half lying in Gao Yang's arms.
Gao Yang finally arrived in time and launched teleportation, saving Qing Ling while avoiding the dead light rays of the Curse Abyss.
Ah！！
Qing Ling shouted, her pain did not come from her broken arm. Although it was painful, it was still tolerated.
The real pain comes from the black curse at the broken arm. They are like slowly burning black flames, eroding Qing Ling's body bit by bit.
Soon, her neck, collarbone, and chin were covered with black earthworm-like curse seals, and there was a tendency to continue to spread throughout her body. If she let it go, she would definitely die.
Gao Yang blocked his emotions, and at this moment he was as rational as a robot.
He had no expression on his face and cut his palm with a black golden dagger, and the blood quickly dyed his whole hand red.
Gao Yang covered Qingling's left shoulder with bloody palms covering the broken mouth.
Ahahah ……
Qing Ling's wound seemed to be sprinkled with salt and then drizzled with oil. The pain suddenly increased several times. She struggled desperately, and she was in pain.
Qing Ling could no longer bear it, so she tilted her head and bit Gao Yang's arm.
Gao Yang didn't say a word and endured silently.
A few seconds later, the black curse seal on Qing Ling's body quickly faded away and finally disappeared.
Qingling's consciousness finally came back a little. She let go of Gao Yang and pushed him hard with her other hand: Let's go!Don't worry about me...
Gao Yang did not speak, but his hand movements did not stop. He bit off the needle cover of the potion C with his mouth and stabbed Qingling's left shoulder with one needle, helping her stabilize her injury.
Even with the force of suppressing emotions with spiritual arms, Gao Yang felt a little guilty in his heart: Qing Ling's arm could not have come back, all of this was his fault, it would have been great if he had arrived earlier.
Gao Yang put down Qingling and stood up.
Xiū
Gao Yang came to his position before Qingling.
At this moment, he was only ten meters away from the Curse Abyss. He knew very well that he could never be his opponent, but there was no fear on his face.
When Gao Yang arrived at Qinghe Lake, he happened to witness the sword abyss killing the smoke ghost and seriously injuring Qingling.
In an instant, Gao Yang seemed to be engraved by some kind of energy into the heavenly spirit and received some kind of divine enlightenment. Many unexplained instincts and experiences immediately emerged in his mind.
Until this moment, he had no doubt anymore. He was sure that he was the Son of the Divine, and the other party was the Son of the Curse.
Just like there is light only when there is darkness.
Gao Yang saw his own shadow and thus confirmed his true existence.
Next, he immediately deduced two things.
1. I am the nemesis of the Curse Yuan.
2. The blood on my body can hurt the curse of the curse of others, or cure the curse of the curse of the curse of the curse of others.
This was actually recorded in obelisk on the mural of the obelisk. The thin black lines that ran out of the living beast completely bypassed the first shining child, which shows that the monk Yuan was afraid of the gods.
The darkness will disappear when it is shining with light.
Similarly, after seeing Gao Yang, Zhu Yuan did not rush to attack.
It was immediately attracted by Gao Yang and understood many things in an instant. Finally, it found its best form.
After the extremely violent and ever-changing lines of this evil black energy line slowly stabilized and turned into an eighteen-year-old boy.
Gao Yang looked at the Cursed Son in front of him, as if he was looking at his own shadow.
Soon, the shadow had more details, and he had real hair, eyes, nose, mouth, ears, internal organs, bones, flesh and skin.
He transformed into a Gao Yang covered with black curse seals and his pupils were all black.
Zhu Yuan had no expression on his face, slowly raised his right hand, his lips slightly opened, and a syllable was issued, which was the language of human beings:
die.
……
warn!You're in hell
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Frightened!
confused!
despair!
When did it happen?!
When did it launch an attack and what did it do to me?
Why didn't I notice it at all, why didn't I see anything in my eyes?
Ah！
A second later, Qing Ling screamed and knelt on one knee. Her right hand was forced to release Tang Dao, covering the broken opening on her left shoulder, but she could not block a large amount of lost blood.
Qing Ling needed time to take a breath, and she subconsciously looked back at the Smoke Ghost, hoping that he would hold the enemy first, but only to usher in deeper despair.
The smoke ghost's head disappeared, and two seconds later, the headless corpse fell to the ground, blood came out of his neck, and soon flowed all over the ground.
At this time, if anyone set up a high-speed camera with more than 250 frames per second next to it, he can restore the whole picture.
Three seconds ago, at the moment when the Curse Abyss emitted the syllable of Death, countless small black vortexes appeared in its body. These vortexes shot out hundreds of black dead lights in all directions, like a circular laser light.
Wherever the dead light went, all creatures were melted directly.
The entire attack process is so fast that it ends in less than 1 minute.
Qing Ling, who is closest to the Cursed Son, has no idea what happened.
If she knew this move in advance and focused all her attention to guard against it, she might have been able to barely detect it, but she could only detect it and could not dodge it.
The smoke ghost died, and Qingling was not dead. It was definitely not that Zhu Yuan showed mercy. It was just randomly killing all the creatures around.
Qing Ling lost only one left arm, which was purely lucky.
Next time, Qingling will not be so lucky.
After three seconds, the cooldown time of the Curse Abyss ends.
Its empty white eyes looked at Qing Ling in front of him. This person was not dead yet.
Zhu Yuan was born to hate all living things and must be eliminated.
die.
This time, Qing Ling saw it, but only saw it.
Zhu Yuan's dark body seemed to flash.
Within 1 minute, hundreds of black dead lights burst out from its body again, killing all the creatures around it at random.
This time, Qingling disappeared.
Where she sat, there was only a pool of blood and a few black gold weapons, namely Tang sword, Xiu sword, butterfly double-edged, and two darts.
Zhu Yuan discovered the Wujin weapon on the ground and became curious for a second.
Buzz
The body composed of thin black energy lines gradually changed into the shape of these weapons within a second. Obviously, Zhu Yuan was not satisfied with it, and then changed back to the shape of a child in a second.
It is like a child who is curious about anything but will quickly lose interest. Next, it will try everything, imitate everything, and destroy everything.
Eventually, it will destroy the world, fall into complete boredom and void, and then destroy itself.
This is the ultimate fate of the Cursed Son.
What it curses is all the meaning of the world.
……
Qingling is not dead.
She looked pale and half lying in Gao Yang's arms.
Gao Yang finally arrived in time and launched teleportation, saving Qing Ling while avoiding the dead light rays of the Curse Abyss.
Ah！！
Qing Ling shouted, her pain did not come from her broken arm. Although it was painful, it was still tolerated.
The real pain comes from the black curse at the broken arm. They are like slowly burning black flames, eroding Qing Ling's body bit by bit.
Soon, her neck, collarbone, and chin were covered with black earthworm-like curse seals, and there was a tendency to continue to spread throughout her body. If she let it go, she would definitely die.
Gao Yang blocked his emotions, and at this moment he was as rational as a robot.
He had no expression on his face and cut his palm with a black golden dagger, and the blood quickly dyed his whole hand red.
Gao Yang covered Qingling's left shoulder with bloody palms covering the broken mouth.
Ahahah ……
Qing Ling's wound seemed to be sprinkled with salt and then drizzled with oil. The pain suddenly increased several times. She struggled desperately, and she was in pain.
Qing Ling could no longer bear it, so she tilted her head and bit Gao Yang's arm.
Gao Yang didn't say a word and endured silently.
A few seconds later, the black curse seal on Qing Ling's body quickly faded away and finally disappeared.
Qingling's consciousness finally came back a little. She let go of Gao Yang and pushed him hard with her other hand: Let's go!Don't worry about me...
Gao Yang did not speak, but his hand movements did not stop. He bit off the needle cover of the potion C with his mouth and stabbed Qingling's left shoulder with one needle, helping her stabilize her injury.
Even with the force of suppressing emotions with spiritual arms, Gao Yang felt a little guilty in his heart: Qing Ling's arm could not have come back, all of this was his fault, it would have been great if he had arrived earlier.
Gao Yang put down Qingling and stood up.
Xiū
Gao Yang came to his position before Qingling.
At this moment, he was only ten meters away from the Curse Abyss. He knew very well that he could never be his opponent, but there was no fear on his face.
When Gao Yang arrived at Qinghe Lake, he happened to witness the sword abyss killing the smoke ghost and seriously injuring Qingling.
In an instant, Gao Yang seemed to be engraved by some kind of energy into the heavenly spirit and received some kind of divine enlightenment. Many unexplained instincts and experiences immediately emerged in his mind.
Until this moment, he had no doubt anymore. He was sure that he was the Son of the Divine, and the other party was the Son of the Curse.
Just like there is light only when there is darkness.
Gao Yang saw his own shadow and thus confirmed his true existence.
Next, he immediately deduced two things.
1. I am the nemesis of the Curse Yuan.
2. The blood on my body can hurt the curse of the curse of others, or cure the curse of the curse of the curse of the curse of others.
This was actually recorded in obelisk on the mural of the obelisk. The thin black lines that ran out of the living beast completely bypassed the first shining child, which shows that the monk Yuan was afraid of the gods.
The darkness will disappear when it is shining with light.
Similarly, after seeing Gao Yang, Zhu Yuan did not rush to attack.
It was immediately attracted by Gao Yang and understood many things in an instant. Finally, it found its best form.
After the extremely violent and ever-changing lines of this evil black energy line slowly stabilized and turned into an eighteen-year-old boy.
Gao Yang looked at the Cursed Son in front of him, as if he was looking at his own shadow.
Soon, the shadow had more details, and he had real hair, eyes, nose, mouth, ears, internal organs, bones, flesh and skin.
He transformed into a Gao Yang covered with black curse seals and his pupils were all black.
Zhu Yuan had no expression on his face, slowly raised his right hand, his lips slightly opened, and a syllable was issued, which was the language of human beings:
die.
……
warn!You're in hell
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