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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters fire of resentment and curse

Long Jiaoyang really didn't expect that the little dog he saved was transformed by the enemy's essence and blood. This person's evolutionary technique was truly at its peak, making Long Jiaoyang unable to see any flaws.

Now, Xiaoduo appears in Long Jiaoyang's heart vein with venom in his hand. It will be easy for her to poison Long Jiaoyang's heart vein or cut off Long Jiaoyang's heart vein. A strange thing like the Breaking Realm Fruit has become a killer weapon that Xiaoduo travels from the Qiankun Immortal Mirror to Long Jiaoyang's heart vein.

This enemy was undoubtedly extremely terrifying, and meticulous, thinking of everything. His calculations on Long Jiaoyang were extremely successful.

"Long Jiaoyang, go and die!" The enemy laughed wildly, and wanted to pour out venom and poison Long Jiaoyang to death.

At this moment, the extreme stars in Long Jiaoyang's heart vein were activated by Long Jiaoyang. It discovered the power of devouring, and instantly vomited the essence and blood of the enemy that had evolved into Xiaoduo.

"No...How could there be such a terrible vampire magic weapon in your heart veins?" Xiaoduo disappeared between Long Jiaoyang's heart veins. She turned into a ball of essence and blood, and could not break free and was swallowed by the power of Jidao Xingchen.

As soon as the stars of the extreme Taoist move, Long Jiaoyang can immediately re-sensitize the Qiankun Immortal Mirror. He instantly retracted the poison bottle and the Breaking Realm Fruit in his heart vein to the Qiankun Immortal Mirror, avoiding the tragedy of being poisoned by the poison he refined.

The Breaking Realm Fruit cannot be bound. It fell out of the Qiankun Immortal Mirror. Long Jiaoyang caught him with one hand, and immediately injected his spiritual power into it and roared, "Breaking Realm Fruit, break this world for me!"

Under the urging of Long Jiaoyang, the Breaking Fruit burst out with a strong light, destroying everything around!

"puff……"

A sound of a person vomiting blood came, and Long Jiaoyang held a black stone stick in his hand to chop the enemy. When he looked into this direction, an old man with silver hair sat in a very depressed manner. Next to the old man with silver hair, there were the bodies of several dead people, and several blood-stained cushions.

A lot of people were involved in this plan just now, some of whom had already escaped before the incident was revealed.

Long Jiaoyang looked down and the golden little manniu fell into his footsteps, with blood stains on the corner of his mouth, which was obviously injured. Long Jiaoyang decisively put the golden little man in the Qiankun Immortal Mirror, staring at the only living old man intently.

"Who are you? Why are there immortals and demons in your heart veins?" The silver-haired old man stared at Long Jiaoyang and said in great shock.

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, Long Jiaoyang was convinced that this was the enemy who turned into a small dog with his essence and blood, almost assassinating him.

"Do you need to know so much if you are a dead person?"

Long Jiaoyang was approaching slowly, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes. This person was too terrible and could actually evolve into a illusion of land and land. He could not let the enemy go. If he let the tiger go back to the mountain today, he could kill countless powerful humans in the future.

"I am dead, you don't need to do anything. I just want to know who you are before dying?" The silver-haired old man stared at Long Jiaoyang Avenue without turning his eyes.

Long Jiaoyang stopped and used his spiritual sense to explore the status of the silver-haired old man. Soon Long Jiaoyang discovered that the silver-haired old man was free of his breath and was about to stop his death.

Long Jiaoyang immediately retreated several meters, not wanting to get too close to an enemy on the verge of death.

"Long Jiaoyang, I am a dying person, do you still need to be afraid?" The old man with silver hair smiled and said.

"The dying person is the most terrifying thing. I don't want to accompany you into the tomb." Long Jiaoyang said coldly.

"Oh, my plan was successful, but it failed in the end. I'm really unwilling to accept it." The old silver-haired man sighed and said

Long Jiaoyang looked at the silver-haired old man coldly, and at the same time used the sacrificial arts to integrate into the world to find out whether there were enemies hidden around him.

After a while, the silver-haired old man looked at the sky in the evening and sighed in a low voice, "I will never have the chance to enter the world of immortals and demons."

Long Jiaoyang thought that the old man with silver hair would take action immediately and launch a killing attack before he died. However, he was alert for a while and found that the old man had broken his breath and his head was hanging down and died.

Long Jiaoyang looked at the dead enemies sitting upright with the silver-haired old man. He said coldly, "Hmph, dare to plot against me like this, let me see your race, announce your crimes, and let all the participants in your race be eliminated."

The place where the silver-haired old man and others sat cross-legged, there were obviously Dao patterns with imperial patterns and holy level realm. This was undoubtedly a violation of the regulations by these races.

Long Jiaoyang was very careful and constantly checked whether these people were really dead. After repeated confirmation, Long Jiaoyang got closer to the past and looked at the true bodies of these people.

The change suddenly broke out just as Long Jiaoyang approached a person's corpse.

The fire of resentment jumped from this corpse to Long Jiaoyang. Then more than a dozen dead people sat upright, and the fire of resentment that emerged from their bodies gathered on Long Jiaoyang's body.

"Long Jiaoyang, this is the curse of resentment of our clan. If you can survive, I will be considered impressed."

The dead old man with silver haired eyes glowed with green resentment and said with a ferocious expression

Long Jiaoyang's expression changed drastically. He wanted to break through, but found that he was trapped by this fire of resentment and could not get out for a moment.

"I blame the heavens for being unable to control myself, I blame the earth for not being allowed for eternal life, I blame the world for life and death, I blame my life for being taken away... I blame for falling into the Yin Mountain forever, and I only hope that those who take their lives will be burned by the fire of resentment!"

The silver-haired old man spoke sternly, and the fire of resentment on Long Jiaoyang was given a strange power, and it was transformed into cursive talisman patterns and must be deeply imprinted on Long Jiaoyang.

"The great spirit eliminates resentment!"

Long Jiaoyang made a quick decision and transformed from a state of both righteous and demonic cultivation to a cultivator with awesome spirit. A huge bell emerged from Long Jiaoyang's body, and strongly destroyed the fire of resentment and curse on his body.

The silver-haired old man and others were screaming, but they did not extinguish the fire of resentment. They had already felt that they would sacrifice themselves and kill Long Jiaoyang.

The talisman patterns formed by the fire of cursed resentment of more than a dozen people were broken by the Great Qi Bell, and began to condense again, covering Long Jiaoyang. The righteous spirit on Long Jiaoyang was gradually lost.

Because the person who casts this curse is an old man with the strength to reach the level of the Emperor's Pattern Powerful Man and more than a dozen others. They sacrificed their lives and set the biggest killing game!

Long Jiaoyang could only whisper tenaciously. This cursive power has a special divine nature and cannot be stopped by the power of the Taoist heart. Otherwise, Long Jiaoyang would directly use the power of the righteous and demon Taoist heart to fight against it.

"You are from the Zhulong clan, why do you want to help the descendants of immortals and demons deal with me?" Long Jiaoyang stared at the evil silver-haired old man and said in confusion.

"It's very simple. Your life can be exchanged for a place to enter the Immortal and Demon Realm!" The silver-haired old man grinned and said with a smile.

Long Jiaoyang's mind was revealed, this was extremely bad news. The descendants of immortals and demons offered to the powerful men in the Three Thousand Worlds, and they could not refuse the price of temptation.
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