Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

The five evil immortals died completely.

Together with Chen Yuan's final blood curse, it turned into a pool of blood. After Chen Yuan, who had sacrificed his soul and internal organs, had used up all his curses, the Five Evil Immortals, who were deeply affected by the curse, could not withstand the curse of the Red Dust Immortal of the same level despite their entire bodies being powerful.

curse.

It is infinitely close to being a real immortal.

Maybe Chen Yuan had done that before.

His spirit went to the Pure Evil Way,

It’s really a fairyland.

Otherwise, with his soul,

How could the curse of sacrifice be cast?

Able to curse and kill the five evil immortals.

It seems so.

Perhaps only the souls that have been to the fairyland, experienced the baptism of the fairyland, and have been reborn and possess a trace of true fairy power can do it!

Skyrim.

A ray of sunshine.

Through the thick clouds.

Shining on the dilapidated buildings outside the city.

Reflecting the hope of new life.

Hua Hua Hua.

The flesh and blood that had been madly growing in the cracks of Situ Yuehuang's destroyed bone body gradually subsided and shrank back into the body. Soon, Situ Yuehuang regained his clarity of mind, and a hint of spirit appeared in the empty eye sockets of the bone body.

Sweeping the mess around, Situ Yuehuang frowned and said:

"What...is going on?"

Xiaoyao Old Immortal waved his hand, and the Xiaoyao Pearl returned to his Dantian. Looking at Situ Yuehuang's appearance, Xiaoyao Old Immortal sighed deeply, seeming to have aged a lot. He said in a deep voice:

"ended."

Situ Yuehuang moved his skeletal body, twisting his neck violently, his bones crackling. His eyes, ablaze with the flames of destruction, stared intently at the Immortal Xiaoyao, and exclaimed in shock, "You mean... the Five Evil Immortals are dead!?"

how can that be!

That’s the evil immortal in the mortal world!

How could an existence that could not even be shaken by his destructible bone body, and was also eroded by five evil thoughts, almost having its soul destroyed and completely turned into a monster of evil flesh and blood, die so easily?

"Where's that little guy!?"

Situ Yuehuang suddenly asked.

Carrying his brilliant sword.

But at this moment, he has disappeared, just like the Five Evil Immortals.

"I don't know." The old immortal Xiaoyao shook his head. He sat on the ground, feeling dazed. The shadow of Xiaoyaoyou swirled around him. He frowned and said, "Friend Chen Yuan... He disappeared with the Five Evil Immortals."

The old immortal Xiaoyao was confused for a moment.

Even he doesn't know.

The current Chen Yuan and the Five Evil Immortals.

Is he alive or not?

"At that time, I used a wisp of the divine soul in my heart to protect a wisp of friend Chen Yuan's soul. Originally, I hoped to awaken his sacrificed divine soul after he defeated the Five Evil Immortals. Perhaps it would be possible to regenerate a new, complete divine soul." The old immortal Xiaoyao looked helpless. "Unfortunately, friend Chen Yuan has disappeared with the Five Evil Immortals. I don't know if that last wisp of soul still exists."

In short.

Now even he couldn't sense it.

But it seems that the free and unrestrained soul...

It has not been completely destroyed.

But even he couldn't find it. It was as if it had gone to some area that even he couldn't explore, or it was drifting away from the city with the flesh and blood of the Five Evil Immortals.

In short.

It's life or death.

It all depends on Chen Yuan's luck.

"So, it was that little fellow who killed the Five Evil Immortals!" Situ Yuehuang's pupils trembled. With a skeletal arm, he grasped a broken piece of the Huangmie Sword's blade and dropped it into his palm. Staring at the broken blade, Situ Yuehuang muttered in a deep voice, "Even you... are shattered?"

fighting.

It was indeed extremely intense.

The Huangmie Sword is a magic weapon that has been passed down in his Situ family for a hundred years. It was made by a master forger and incorporates the destructive energy accumulated by the entire Situ family for decades. It can be said to be a true sword of killing!

Even this sword was destroyed.

Can be imagined.

The shock of Chen Yuan's battle with the Five Evil Immortals.

But only the old immortal Xiaoyao knew that the battle between the Hongchen Immortal and the other immortal was not to destroy the world. On the contrary, it looked more like a physical fight. In the end, the two of them fought until their bodies and souls were completely annihilated, but the damage to Licheng was not great.

of course.

Perhaps Chen Yuan is naturally restrained against the Five Evil Immortals.

In addition, the Five Evil Immortals were not mortal immortals with physical bodies, but mortal evil immortals who practiced evil arts of the soul. The almost complete sacrifice of Chen Yuan's soul made the Five Evil Immortals feel like a fist hitting cotton, full of deep powerlessness.

Various factors.

Mix and knead together.

Let Chen Yuan cross the huge gap in strength.

Kill the Five Evil Immortals!

"The others... are all dead." Situ Yuehuang looked at the many powerful men from the Zhenshen Division who had followed him. Now, all the others had their souls destroyed and their flesh and blood devoured by the evil magic of the Five Evil Gods.

He was the only one left.

It was extremely tragic.

"Leaving the city... I don't know how many years it will take for it to return to its original prosperity." Situ Yuehuang destroyed his skeletal body and retracted it back into his body. The flesh and blood inside wrapped around the skeleton like water, restoring it to its original appearance.

But it was Situ Yuehuang at this moment.

He looked decades older.

He collapsed to the ground, completely drained of energy.

The light is shining and the breeze is cool.

It was as if everything, even time, had stopped.

……

"Um!?"

"Where is this!?"

Taoist Wuwei didn't know how long it had been before he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes moved around and he took in the surrounding scenery, but it was pitch black all around and he couldn't tell where he was at all.

Empty silence.

It feels like arriving in the fairyland again.

"Chen Yuan?"

"Senior brother?"

No one answered.

"Fuck! They're not all dead!"

"It's over, it's over!" Taoist Wuwei's eyes continued to roll around, but there was no sound around him, and he couldn't see anything. It was as if there was real emptiness, a void where nothing existed.

"This is worse than death!"

Still alive.

But Taoist Wuwei now feels that his situation is no better than death!

He even himself.

I can't feel it at all!

"Didn't Chen Yuan leave me a ball of evil flesh and blood? Why can't I feel it?!" Taoist Wuwei urged his soul, trying to sense the evil ball of flesh that merged with him when he and the Five Evil Immortals died together.

But no matter what he does.

Nothing is nothing.

He was…abandoned.

"Chen Yuan, senior brother... are you dead or not?!" Taoist Wuwei's face was ferocious, but soon, it turned pitiful, tears could not stop flowing down. The loneliness and solitude of being alone made him cry. In the void, even the sound of his cries was swallowed up and disappeared into nothingness.

He wants to live.

But that's not the way to live.

It was so lonely and deserted, with no one around. He couldn't move at all. Staying here, unable to do anything, was more painful than death!

"Try the Blood Curse Sutra." Suddenly, Taoist Wuwei remembered that he had practiced a part of the Blood Curse Sutra. Although it was forcibly stripped away by Chen Yuan, he still mastered a small part of the Blood Curse deep in his soul.

The soul is urging.

After a long silence.

A blood curse scripture slowly grew from the depths of his soul, squeezed out of his soul, and slowly crawled towards an unknown and empty place.

"it works!"

The Taoist Wuwei was ecstatic.

With the reappearance of the blood curse scripture.

Taoist Wuwei vaguely felt a subtle chill...