Chapter 172 The Curse Comes

"Boom!"

As the spell was chanted, the thunder and fire were startled and flew away, jumping up on the nail-head plow-head seven-arrow book, wrapping up the "talisman" with a fierce momentum.

Although the spell is powerful, it has a disadvantage, that is, it takes time to prepare, worship, cast spells, urge the spell, and finally activate it. The more time it takes to prepare, the more powerful the spell is, and the more difficult it is for the cursed to resist.

For example, when Pudu Cihang cursed Xu Yang to death, he first nailed his name with the nail-head book, worshiped on the altar for 49 days, and then activated the plow-head spell to perform the seven arrows and seven kills.

Xu Yang obviously doesn't have that much time now.

But cursing a golden elixir doesn't need to be so troublesome, just invest mana and enhance the spell.

With his current cultivation, activating the nail-head plow-head seven-arrow book, almost no one below the Nascent Soul can withstand it.

Zhang Zhiqi, the Grand Elder of the Qingyu Sect, was in the late Jindan stage, which was not bad in Liang State to be honest, but he was still a Jindan, and he did not know the Dao method, and he had not achieved Yangshen, let alone whether he had the means to protect his soul.

This curse was not easy to kill him, but it was more than enough.

Even so, Xu Yang did not neglect it, and raised his hand to shoot out thunders, which were all pure mana of the cultivator.

One after another, seventy-seven forty-nine thunders came out in succession, like a death talisman falling into a nail-headed book.

Even with Xu Yang's current cultivation, these forty-nine thunders almost drained the mana in his body.

Fortunately, it was only the mana internal essence, not the life essence of life, so the consumption could be restored and the loss could be made up.

Forty-nine magical powers rushed down, and the seven-arrow book wrapped in thunder and flames, with a "boom", burned directly, turning into a light of thunder and fire that was uncertain, rising into the sky in the shape of an arrow, sinking into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xu Yang then sat down and restored the angry appearance of "Zhenwu Patriarch", shocking the four evil spirits. At the same time, Yang Shen left his body again, went through the void, returned to Ziyun Mountain, and regained control of the spiritual body.

...

On the other side, in Qingyu Mountain, in the Patriarch's Hall.

Zhang Zhiqi, with white eyebrows and white beard, white hair and a childish face, walked back and forth, feeling irritable and uneasy

The three Jindan sects have ruled the world for a thousand years. During this period, they have not been challenged by other forces and other Jindan, but they were all suppressed by them. No one has ever posed a substantial threat to their ruling position.

After all, their three sects have extraordinary origins, backed by strong supporters, and have a long heritage. They control resources. Even if other cultivators are lucky enough to break through and form a pill, their combat power is difficult to reach and they will still be controlled by them.

But now...

Thunder King Shi Jian!

This man who came from nowhere directly forced their Qingyu Sect to the brink of life and death.

His origin is unknown, and his plot is very big.

Such a person, such an opponent...

Zhang Zhiqi's brows were tense, and his heart was even more anxious. He called the Qingyu Sect Master again: "How is the retreat from Jianshi Mountain?"

Although he is the Qingyu Sect Master, in front of this supreme elder, he is no different from the housekeeper's servant. He respectfully replied: "Senior Brother Liu has returned to the sect, and the market is temporarily closed. Although there are still some heads and tails, the main ones have been brought back. Even if that person takes action, there will not be too much loss."

"That's good, you... retreat!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiqi calmed down a little, waved away the Qingyu Sect Master, and meditated again.

However, after only a moment of meditation, he opened his eyes again, his eyes full of irritability and a hint of fear.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"The Jianshi Mountain has already withdrawn. Even if that person is shameless and robs, there won't be much loss."

"I am in the sect, guarding the formation. With the power of the Qingyu Spirit Vein and the might of the Canglong Formation, even if the Yuanying attacks, I can keep the enemy out."

"Qingfeng Cangshan has brought my letter to the Yaowang Valley of Tianshu Sect. I have also sent a message. The two sects will help soon."

"In this case, why are you still so anxious on a whim?"

"Am I being too suspicious, or is that person so powerful that I am frightened?"

"Could that person have already calculated and want to kill the people of the two sects on the road?"

"No, no, no, this matter is of great importance. The two sects must use their true strength. It doesn't matter if he defends himself in the formation, but if he kills them halfway, wouldn't it be a dead end?"

"What's going on!"

Zhang Zhiqi sat on the futon, with veins bulging on his forehead and bloodshot eyes. He felt anxious as if a disaster was about to happen, but he didn't know where it came from.

This is the image of the cultivator's sudden inspiration and the induction of heaven and man.

The nail-headed book talisman is still a talisman, not the real nail-headed plow-headed seven-arrow book, and it cannot be as silent as the Pudu Cihang at the beginning. After the cultivator is nailed, he will have his own induction of heaven and man, and his inspiration will come.

If it is a Taoist cultivator, under this induction, he will know the reason and respond immediately, using hiding methods, body protection spells, dissolving spells and other means to fight against methods and spells with methods to avoid disasters.

However, Zhang Zhiqi is a cultivator, who does not know Taoism and has not become a Yang God. Even if he is cursed, he does not know why, and has no means to avoid disasters and protect himself. He only feels that a disaster is coming and a great disaster is coming.

At this moment...

"Boom!"

There was a roar, muffled thunder sounded, and the clear sky suddenly darkened.

"Huh!?"

Zhang Zhiqi's eyes condensed and he looked up.

As soon as he raised his head and his eyes met, his face changed color.

I saw a cloud of disaster rolling in the distant sky.

The clear sky suddenly became dark.

The cloud of disaster suddenly descended, covering the sky and the sun.

It was dark and gloomy.

Although there were thunderous rumbles, there was no lightning.

There was only a cloud of disaster, a cloud of disaster that could not be dispelled, covering it like a black curtain.

Depression, extremely depressing.

Even though he was a great cultivator in the late Jindan period, facing such a strange and ominous celestial phenomenon, Zhang Zhiqi was also frightened and terrified.

"What's going on?"

"Foreign enemies are attacking!"

"Taishang!"

Zhang Zhiqi stood up in shock and anger, and the leader of the Qingyu Sect and several elders also rushed into the hall in a panic: "The celestial phenomenon is different, it seems that the enemy is attacking."

Zhang Zhiqi did not say anything, but urged his mind to activate the mountain gate formation and connect the Qingyu spiritual vein.

"Ang!!!"

Immediately, a dragon roared, and the mountain was startled.

Qingyu Mountain, one of the three major immortal mountains in Liang State, is a third-level spiritual land, ranked as the top grade. There is a spiritual vein in the mountain that is like a dragon buried deep, connecting mountains and rivers.

Based on this, the Qingyu Sect invited a third-level formation master from the Tianshu Sect. After 38 years of time and countless efforts, he finally built a Jindan formation.

This is the Jade Blue Dragon Formation!

This formation is derived from the spiritual veins of the Qingyu Mountain. It is formed according to local conditions and by nature. It has cultivated the "Spirit of the Blue Dragon" buried in the ground veins. Even if there is no third-level formation master in the middle, it can still exert amazing power. Even if it is a Yuanying ancestor, without the means to break the formation, it will sigh in despair and will never dare to take the risk to enter the formation.

Now that the celestial phenomena have changed and the enemy is coming, Zhang Zhiqi, who is frightened and panicked, decisively launched this formation.

"Ang!!!"

In the Qingyu Mountain, a roar and a dragon roar exploded. The mountain forest that was covered by the disaster cloud and fell into darkness suddenly lit up with a green light, a green light that stretched like a dragon and connected the mountains and rivers.

The green light was brilliant, and the earth dragon raised its head.

A dragon shadow appeared with a roar, and the brilliant green light condensed, quickly turning from virtual to real, and coiled to protect the Qingyu Sect.

It was the spirit of the Azure Dragon, the spirit of the Azure Dragon connected to the Qingyu Spiritual Vein. When the formation was mobilized, it could exert the power of heaven and earth. Even the Yuanying ancestor had to retreat and dare not confront it directly.

However...

"Boom!"

The disaster clouds were everywhere, covering the sky and the sun.

The thunder roared, and the gods were frightened.

The power of Taoist spells seemed true or false, tangible or intangible, and uncertain.

Although the Azure Dragon formation was also mysterious, it was a different system. There was no targeted defense or restraint, and it was difficult to resist the coming of the spell.

Finally...

"Boom!!!"

A thunder roared, shocking the mountain gate.

In the ancestral hall, Zhang Zhiqi's eyes condensed, his heart jumped, and he stood still on the ground as if he was struck by five thunders.

In an instant, his mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and his soul was panicked and helpless.

"Zhang Zhiqi" looked up and saw that he was in a mountainous area. Just as he was wondering where he was, he heard rumbling noises from all directions, and the ground was shaking.

"Boom!"

The three mountains and five peaks moved away.

From all directions, they surrounded his body.

Zhang Zhiqi was awakened and wanted to hide, but he had been "nailed" and where could he hide.

There was no way to the sky, and no door to the earth.

The three mountains moved away, and the five peaks pressed down on him.

"Boom!"

As he turned around, the three mountains and five peaks surrounded him from all directions.

Zhang Zhiqi was pressed in the middle, with only his head exposed, revealing a terrified and panicked face.

"This is..."

"Curse?"

"Evil magic!"

"The demon harmed me and cursed my soul!"

After all, he was a Jindan cultivator from a big sect, and he soon understood the situation at the moment, and immediately split his mind and regained control of his real body.

"Grand Master?"

"Elder?"

When he returned to reality, he heard the call. The leader of the Qingyu Sect and several elders were looking at him nervously.

But Zhang Zhiqi didn't have time to pay attention. He immediately took out the elixir and talismans, activated the magic weapons and spiritual tools, and used all kinds of means to use the soul.

As a Jindan from a big sect, Zhang Zhiqi had heard of the art of spells, but he had only heard of it. He didn't know much about it, and he didn't have any targeted means.

But it doesn't matter. Most spells are aimed at the soul. As long as the defense of the soul is strengthened, it can be cracked.

So, he directly took out a few bottles of third-level elixir, and some third-level talismans that can calm the soul and protect the spirit. He didn't care about the pain, swallowed them all, activated them all, and protected himself to the maximum extent.

In addition to elixir and talismans, there are also magic weapons.

The three Jindan sects have their own strengths. Tianshu Sect is known for its formation, Yaowang Valley is the elixir sect, and Qingyu Sect is famous for refining tools.

As the Grand Elder of the Qingyu Sect and a third-level weapon refining master, Zhang Zhiqi's family background is naturally not bad. Not only does he have a large number of top-grade spiritual weapons, but he also has several magic weapons above spiritual weapons.

Some of these spiritual weapons and magic weapons can also protect the soul.

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhang Zhiqi did not dare to neglect it. He activated all of them and then sat cross-legged on the ground.

At the same time...

"Boom!"

The three mountains and five peaks, sandwiched on all sides, pressed heavily on Zhang Zhiqi, causing sparks to fly and clang.

It turned out to be a Qingyu spiritual armor, which he wore at some point to resist the pressure of the mountains.

A low-grade magic weapon can protect the soul.

Materials that can enhance the soul are extremely rare, and magic weapons are even rarer. The Qingyu Sect has accumulated for thousands of years and has a deep foundation, but there is only one.

The Qingyu spiritual armor protects the body, and there is also a shining spiritual light.

It is the third-level elixir and the third-level talisman that exerts its power.

However...

"Moo!!!"

In the sky, the wind and clouds changed, and a green bull came galloping, pulling the entire sky like a plow, scaring away the wind and thunder, and rumbling.

"!!!"

Zhang Zhiqi's face changed, and he was terrified, but at this point, he had no other choice but to use his full strength to activate the Qingyu Spirit Armor and bear the Qingniu's plow.

"Boom!!!"

The Qingniu rushed over and hit it with a bang. The sky plow fell on his head, and the Qingyu Spirit Armor flashed. The two sides collided with each other, and a roar was heard.

In an instant, his head hurt and his soul was unstable. Zhang Zhiqi's face was distorted and his body twitched.

One plow, the mountains collapsed and the rocks cracked!

One plow, the head was broken and blood flowed!

One plow, the pills were destroyed and the talismans were destroyed!

...

"Puff!!!"

In the real world, in the ancestral hall, Zhang Zhiqi, with his eyes closed, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

"Supreme!"

"Elder!"

Seeing this scene, the Qingyu Sect Master and several elders changed color and hurried forward to check the situation, but saw that he was already unconscious and didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Looking back, the clouds in the sky were receding like a tide, and the thunder was gone, as if the storm had passed.

"The Supreme Master has taken action and repelled the enemy. Hurry up and help the Supreme Master back to the cave to recuperate."

Seeing this, the leader of the Qingyu Sect could only use these words to reassure people, and helped the unconscious Zhang Zhiqi up, and ran straight to the cave of his Supreme Elder.

...

This went on for an unknown amount of time.

The darkness receded like a tide.

Zhang Zhiqi woke up slowly and saw himself lying on the couch, surrounded by many people, one was the Qingyu Sect cultivators, and the other was...

"Brother Zhang is awake!"

"How do you feel?"

The two people on the left and right looked over and asked softly.

They were his old friends, the two Supreme Elders of the Tianshu Sect and the Qingyu Sect, Li Longpeng and Chen Fenghua.

"Brother Li, Brother Zhang..."

Facing the gazes of the two, Zhang Zhiqi took a deep breath, and his pale face was filled with shock and anger: "This person is proficient in the art of spells, and he used spells to attack my soul. He is extremely vicious and insidious!"

As he spoke, he was shocked and angry, and his heart was still in fear.

Three mountains and five peaks pressed down on him, and the ancient blue bull plowed his head.

Although he was protected by magic weapons, the blue bull plowed hard, which still caused impact and damage to his soul.

The pain was indescribable, as if his soul was really torn apart by the plow. Even he, a Jindan cultivator, could not withstand it and was directly overwhelmed by the pain of the plowing head to split his soul.

"Spells!"

The two were silent after hearing this.

Both of them came from the same great sect, and although they had heard of the art of spells, like Zhang Zhiqi, they only heard it and did not know much.

As the Grand Elder of Tianshu Sect and a great cultivator who has reached the Golden Core Perfection, Li Longpeng looked at Zhang Zhiqi, who was pale: "Brother Zhang, the art of spells is bound to kill people, and it will not stop until death, and one wave will be stronger than the other. This time, that person failed to succeed, and the next round of spells will definitely be more vicious!"

Zhang Fenghua, who was standing beside him, also said: "To break the spell, you can either break the law with the law, break the spell with the spell, or kill the person who cast the spell and destroy the spell object!"

"We don't know spells, and if we want to break the spell, we can only attack Ziyun Mountain!"

"Only by breaking Ziyun Mountain and killing Shi Jian, Brother Zhang, can you hope to save your life."

The two people's words clearly explained the situation.

Zhang Zhiqi's face was pale: "This person is a third-level formation master, and may even have a fourth-level attainment. He sits in Ziyun and relies on the formation. I'm afraid that you and I alone can't take it down."

"..."

"..."

The two were silent after hearing this.

Finally, it was Li Longpeng who spoke up: "Brother Zhang, don't worry. Although we don't know how to cast spells, we have ways to protect our spirits. We don't believe this man will continue to cast spells."

"In addition, this man's origin is unknown, and he is also proficient in spells. I'm afraid he is very powerful. Senior brother has used the Tianshu formation to send a message. The main sect will soon have support, and he will be captured by then."

"Before that, even if we can't break through Ziyun Mountain, we must trap him and not let him do whatever he wants."

"Brother Zhang, you should rest for one night. Tomorrow we will join forces to surround Ziyun Mountain and see how good this man's formation is!"