Wei Yang witnessed Zhuo Buqun's use of the Star Rope Banner to destroy more than 3,000 soldiers and condense into a god of war, but he did not show any panic, but instead sat down calmly behind.

Then he sang an obscure and cold voice, as if praying, or cursing, mysterious and extremely strange.

A full moon-like aperture spread from his body and hung behind his head, making him like a god.

Death! Inside the full moon aperture, there is a phantom of Pluto wearing a high crown. Although it is not very tall and a little empty and blurred, it gives people a sense of tallness and majesty, controlling the life and death of all living beings.

Zhuo Buqun suddenly felt a sudden stern when he saw this scene.

Pupu puff! More than a dozen ghost cry killers, including the ghost boy, rushed into many soldiers, like wolves entering a flock of sheep, and more than twenty people died in an instant.

"Get back!"

Zhuo Buqun suddenly understood something and loudly reminded Gui Tong and others.

But it was too late.

After killing a sergeant, a ghost cry killer floated out of the sergeant's body, and it floated towards the killer's eyebrows as if it was spiritual.

The killer's aura was also difficult to block, and the runes penetrated through his eyebrows.

His body instantly began to rot, his skin fell off, and his foul blood flowed out, and his body's vitality began to wither.

A moment later, the ghost cry killer who had reached the mid-level Dou King turned into white bones and scattered on the ground.

The rotten flesh turned into yellow smoke and spread quickly. Other killers were stained with them, and their skin immediately bloomed and their flesh withered.

"It's a curse, retreat quickly!"

After the ghost boy killed a sergeant, the same thing happened. The yellow runes floated towards him, his expression suddenly changed, and his body flashed into the void.

When he appeared, the withered and yellow rune was like a shadow, and it appeared immediately after him, and it was difficult to get rid of it, which scared him to death.

Zhuo Buqun used the lead-in reincarnation seal and grabbed the rune in the air.

The withered and yellow rune collapsed instantly, and the ghost boy escaped and hurriedly fled behind Zhuo Buqun.

Zhuo Buqun took action one after another, saving eight ghost killers, but the others all died.

"What a terrible curse!"

Gui Yin's face was pale, and he was secretly glad that he had not taken action just now. Otherwise, with his strength as Douhuang, even if he did not die, he would have severely damaged his vitality.

Gu Lu had a solemn look in his eyes, and he reminded him: "These soldiers blessed with curses and were regarded as curses. As long as they were killed, they would be cursed.

And this curse is extraordinary, it contains the power of the Pluto, which is extremely powerful and can even hurt the Dou Emperor.

Be careful!”

"Zhuo Buqun, the curse that was blessed by these curse media is called the Curse of the Lord. Prince Yong used the Curse of the Lord to defeat the millions of Human army in the Northern Desert and made great achievements!"

"These curse media in the Iron Blood Hall have been carefully cultivated for more than ten years, and the power of the curse is a hundred times that of the northern desert battlefield.

Prince Yong originally planned to use it to plan for major events. It is also your glory to die at the hands of these spells!"

Wei Yang had a gloomy voice, which came from behind many soldiers.

Prince Yong led his army to fight against the Northern Wilderness Human, and blessed the curse on the soldiers of the Xingyuan Dynasty, allowing the Northern Wilderness Human to slaughter, causing Human to be cursed and thus defeated.

Because of this incident, General Xue Yijun, the blood-clothed general, reported to the dynasty, but died inexplicably.

Unexpectedly, Iron Blood Hall not only used all kinds of evil means to secretly train dead soldiers, but also cultivated so many and such amazing spells.

These people cannot be killed. Once they are killed, they will be cursed and die on the spot. Even the underworld like Gu Lu has to be afraid of it.

Zhuo Buqun's heart sank. It is definitely not easy to kill Wei Yang today.

At this time, Wei Yang waved his arm and more than three thousand soldiers rushed towards Zhuo Buqun and others.

Gu Lu released his aura, and the front suddenly turned into a death domain, blocking many soldiers.

Some soldiers could not bear the power of death in the ancient slaughter aura and died immediately.

Withered yellow runes flew out of the corpse, ignoring the shackles of the aura, flew towards Gu Lu, and penetrated into his body.

Gu Lu practiced himself into a body of the underworld. The Curse of the Underworld, which was blessed by these spell media, was difficult to kill him, but it still consumed a lot of his power and weakened his will.

Boom boom boom! More than one hundred soldiers suddenly exploded.

Among these soldiers, the strongest one is the first-level Dou Wang, most of them are fighting masters. Even if they self-destruct, it is difficult to threaten the Dou Wang Wang like Gu Lu.

However, after these soldiers exploded, the curse that blessed them on their bodies broke out on Gu Lu.

Cursing Gu Lu's body could not cause too much threat, but various negative emotions surged from his mind, weakening his will, impacting his consciousness, and being rejected by Pluto in the dark.

"Boy, take the people back!"

Gu Lu's expression changed slightly. If he killed all these three thousand people, he would also suffer severe damage, as if both sides were injured.

"Walk!"

Zhuo Buqun's eyes flashed and he took Gui Yin and others backed back.

He also knew that the reinforcements from the Iron Blood Hall would arrive soon, and it would be difficult to escape unstoppable. Yan Li's revenge can only be avenged in the future.

Wei Yang suddenly said loudly: "Zhuo Buqun, haven't you always wanted to know Zhuo Tianqi's whereabouts? He is right in front of you at this moment. Are you just abandoning him like this?"

Zhuo Buqun was shocked and stopped.

"Zhuo Tianqi is among these spell media, and he is also one of the 3,650 spell media carefully cultivated by Prince Yong.

Are you going to save him or just run for your life?”

Wei Yang had a smug and cold smile on his lips, and he looked like he was sure to win, and his expression was indescribable and mad.

Boom! Zhuo Buqun's mind suddenly roared and his mind was shocked.

Unexpectedly, Wei Yang actually stripped Zhuo Tianqi of a wisp of soul and used him as a spell! At this time, Zhuo Buqun was no longer the peerless fighting saint of the Tianxing Realm, and was deeply integrated into this life. Zhuo Yuncang was his grandfather, Fang Qingyue was his mother, and Zhuo Tianqi was his father.

What flowed in his body was Zhuo Tianqi's blood, which could not be changed no matter what.

When Zhuo Buqun suddenly heard that Zhuo Tianqi was tortured by Wei Yang, he felt decisive and murderous aura rose.

"Boy, retreat quickly, don't fall into this man's trick!"

Gu Lu said anxiously, and at this time, hundreds of soldiers exploded themselves, which made his breath a little weaker.

"Gu Lu, Gui Yin, take people out of the Iron Blood Hall immediately!"

Zhuo Buqun shouted loudly, but he strode towards the many soldiers.

Gu Lu was stunned and shouted, "Boy, are you crazy?"

Zhuo Buqun said in a deep voice: "Where is my father among these spells, how can I leave?

You guys go, leave it here to me!"

"Be careful!"

Gu Lu also knew that Zhuo Buqun would never leave at this time, so he sighed helplessly and teleported towards the formation entering and leaving the space.

Guiyin, Guitong and other ghost cry killers were still hesitating, and Zhuo Buqun shouted sternly: "Guiyin, if you don't leave, I will take your life!"

Guiyin and others showed gratitude.

In such a critical moment, Zhuo Buqun did not regard them as cannon fodder, and such a master is worthy of his life.

"Master, be careful!"

Guiyin rolled up a whirlwind, covering many ghost killers, and roared towards the high platform where the formation was located.

"Wei Yang, today you and I have completely settled all the grudges!"

Zhuo Buqun walked towards Wei Yang, his eyes were cold, and he was as cold as the starry sky.
Chapter completed!