The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 39: Powerful curse
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Original Jokhang Holy Land!
Smog billowed into the sky, and all the mountains, rivers, and palaces in the Jokhang Holy Land were shattered.
The disciples in the Jokhang Holy Land are also nearly dead.
Twenty-odd immortals, together with a group of strong men in this world, are now surrounding and killing the evil Yang Zhijiu.
"Hahahahaha, just in this form, you can't help me, what if I become evil for the second time?" The dark Yang Zhijiu evil smiled.
The faces of the fairies sink.
"Everyone, group of immortals!" Kong Daoqiu shouted solemnly.
A group of immortals belong to different powers, but facing Yang Zhijiu at this moment, they can only nod their heads one after another.
Suddenly, everyone surrounded Yang Zhijiu, each spurring a spell to cast an immortal formation.
"Humph!" Yang Zhijiu let out a cold snort.
"Lian Shen, lend me strength!" Yang Zhijiu shouted.
"Om!"
The Wonderful Demon Lotus on top of Yang Zhi Jiu's head suddenly dropped a jet of pitch black energy and quickly poured it into Yang Zhi Jiu's body.
"Kakaka!" Two huge horns slowly emerged from the top of Yang Zhijiu's head.
The faces of the fairies sink.
"Everyone!" Yun Xin called out suddenly.
Everyone looked.
"The Wonderful Demon Lotus does not have much power in itself. It must need a puppet. The Wonderful Demon Lotus is extremely strong and has no evil intentions. Back then, no one could destroy it before suppressing it and losing the puppet. The Myriad Wonderful Demon Lotus, there is not much threat, as long as the puppet is destroyed, as long as Yang reaches the nine deaths, we will be considered successful!" Yun Xin shouted.
"Kill Yang Zhijiu!" Suddenly another fairy shouted.
"The group of immortals, kill!" Kong Daoqiu shouted.
"Looking for death!" Yang Zhijiu said in a cold voice, which had become evil again.
"Boom!"
Yenjing, inside the palace. Within a courtyard.
The huge courtyard was emptied, and a large camp was set up. There was a high platform above the large camp, and there was a grass man on the high platform. The Cao Ren wrote ‘Yang Zhi Nine’ and his birth date.
The grass man has a lamp on his head and a lamp on his feet.
Standing on the shoulders, standing outside the high platform, looking at the mirror of the "image" of Yang Zhijiu in the hands of Zi Zi Jiang, he shook at the grass man, and the image fell into the grass man.
Put down the mirror, Zizi's feet stepped on the number of the gang fights, and burned with the seal of the book, and then, Zizi respectfully bowed to the grass man three times!
"Meow, this is it again!" Meow said with a daze.
In the distance, after finishing everything, Zizi stepped back from the high platform.
"Okay, starting from today! Three times a day, after 21 days, his soul will be scattered by me, I will be able to nail the grass man, and then Yang Zhijiu will die too!" Zi Zi smiled.
"This nail-headed seven-arrow book is indeed evil!" Yan Chuan nodded.
Original Jokhang Holy Land!
"Roar! Fairy? Don't you pinch it in your hand?" Yang Zhijiu, who was all over evil, screamed with excitement.
Yang Zhijiu's dark palms were pinching a fairy's neck, as if Yang Zhijiu's hands would be pinched to death in a blink of an eye.
Yang Zhijiu's other hand stretched out to the rear, forming a huge spherical shield around him, protecting himself inside, allowing the external immortals to attack with angrily, but unable to break through the shield.
The immortal who was pinched by his throat seemed to be locked in a self-cultivation, unable to move.
"Hahahaha, die!" Yang Zhijiu Xie smiled.
Just as he was about to pinch the fairy in front of him, Yang Zhijiu suddenly trembled.
"Om!"
With a tremor, the surrounding shield suddenly loosened, and a large amount of fairy magic penetrated into Yang Zhijiu's body.
"Boom!"
The pinched fairy also escaped.
Yang Zhijiu was beaten out by a group of immortals, but he didn't suffer much injury.
"Why is this happening? Why am I suddenly distracted? It must be an illusion, an illusion, you group of grasshoppers, die for me!" Yang Zhijiu's eyes were cold and slammed into the group of immortals again.
Dazhen Palace.
Zizi once again burned the Talisman Jie Yin. Three bows to the grass man again!
Once again, Yang Zhijiu was about to succeed at the sight, suddenly his spirits shook.
"Boom!"
Once again, a group of immortals turned danger to a blessing.
"Asshole, what's the matter with me?" Yang Zhi Jiujiao was angrily.
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In this way, the battle lasted three days and three nights.
Among the immortals, someone finally found something was wrong.
"It seems, someone is helping us!" His expression suddenly moved.
"Huh?" The immortals looked at Meng Sansheng unexpectedly.
"Have you found that Yang Zhijiu will have nerves every time it passes?" Meng said in a deep voice three times.
"Yes, I almost finished it earlier, did my seniors secretly help?"
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The immortals who couldn't see hope before, suddenly looked up, there are experts to help, and experts to help?
Suddenly, everyone saw the light, and their hands became harder.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"………………
After five days of fighting, Yang Zhijiu was in a trance again and again, which made Yang Zhijiu more anxious.
"Lian Shen, why am I doing this? My spirit doesn't seem to be concentrated at first!" Yang Zhijiu finally turned to Lian Shen for help.
"Wait again, I will help you calculate!" The voice of the lotus **** came from the magical lotus.
"Okay!" Yang Zhijiu nodded.
"Boom!" "Boom!"………………
Fighting against the immortals, although Yang Zhijiu has many advantages, he always loses the chain at critical times, making Yang Zhijiu more anxious.
"Die, bastard!" Yang Zhijiu hit a desperate fairy again.
"Om!"
Here again, Yang Zhijiu's whole body trembled again, and he was in a trance, and even this time he had a nosebleed.
"Hurry up, shoot!" The immortals drank together.
"Boom!"
A huge force quickly hit Xiangyangjiu, where Yangzhijiu was, a super huge explosion occurred.
Yes, after the explosion, Yang Zhijiu was still safe and sound.
"Lian Shen!" Yang Zhi Jiujiao shouted.
Because Yang Zhijiu felt that his body is not as good as one time. If you continue like this, it won't be long before you are dragged to be like the group of immortals, and at that time, you will be finished.
"You are cursed!" Lian Shen's voice came.
"Curse?" Yang Zhijiu asked in surprise.
"Yes, curse, you are just a human being, and you can't resist this curse. You still have sixteen days to live! Sixteen days later, you will fly away your soul." The voice of the Lotus God came.
"Sixteen days? I only have sixteen days of life? No, Lian Shen, you want to save me, you want to save me!" Yang Zhijiu skyrocketed in terror.
Ignoring these immortals at all, flew away from the immortals in horror.
"If you want to survive, you can only kill the person who cursed you, and that person, I calculated it, is where the body of Maori was destroyed!" Lian Shen's voice came.
"Yenjing?" Yang Zhijiu's expression moved.
"Not bad!" Lian Shen said solemnly.
"Yenjing? Since I'm in Yanjing, then I will destroy Yanjing, Yanchuan? Humph, now I can destroy even the immortals, let alone little Yanchuan? I will destroy Yanjing, If one doesn't stay, everyone, all have to die!" Yang Zhijiu said with a grim look on his face.
Speaking, Yang Zhijiu immediately shot towards the southeast.
"Where to go!" Seeing Yang Zhijiu left, the group of immortals thought that they were going to flee, all of them chased and killed Yang Zhijiu.
"Huh!"
Along the way, a billowing storm was rolled up.
Yang Zhijiu was in front, and a group of immortals were behind, and they kept shooting at Yanjing.
"Quick, quick, quick!" Yang Zhi Jiuyi looked anxious. I'm afraid it's too late.
Yenjing.
ZiZi still worships the grass man three times a day.
Yan Chuan started to deal with government affairs. Because, just now, it was another huge stream of merit.
As you can see, Huo Guang and over there have made gratifying achievements.
Go to the study room.
"Congratulations, Dongshenzhou, apart from Julu Academy, there is still the last middle sect!" Yi Feng smiled.
"East Shenzhou, it's just!" Yan Chuan nodded in satisfaction.
"Wenruo, next, your task will be heavier!" Yan Chuan looked at Meng Wenruo.
"The speed of Dazhen's attack on the city is indeed extremely fast. The ministers have long been aware of it. These years, they have been collecting officials, but facing the entire East Shenzhou, they are still a little reluctant. Saint, wait for the last middle Zongmen to take Next, it may be necessary to conduct a large-scale scientific research, and I hope that the saint will host it himself!" Meng Wenruo said solemnly.
"Well, let’s start now, Wenruo, you go to draft the essays, ten years later, the great empire will take the world exams, and the candidates will face the world’s five gods! All people of insight can participate. !" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
"Yes, but, Lord, you know, the world is too big!" Meng Wenruo frowned.
"Did not this conquest of East God Continent conquer a group of Upper Void Realm? Let them run as fast as possible. You select a group of recruiting officials, and let them take it with them to the continents of the world, and be responsible for the preliminary identification of our country. The person you need. When the time is up, this group of upper virtual realm will bring this group back. Ten years later, on the ninth day of September, the world will be tested!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
"Yes!" Meng Wenruo answered.
Huo Guang and Jin Dayu are on the battlefield. On a huge square, millions of repairers were tied up, looking at the army with hatred one by one.
Huo Guang and Jin Dayu ignored them, but looked aside.
"Master Li, there is the last middle sect. We will not stop here. We will bring down the last middle sect with the victorious division, and present the most solemn congratulatory gift to the sage and Dazhen dynasty. These million prisoners will be handed over to you!" Huo Guang laughed.
Li Si nodded.
Huo Guang and Jin Dayu left quickly with the army.
Li Si looked at these million repairers. With a flick of his sleeves, he said coldly: "All pit kills!"
"Yes!"
The soldiers guarding the square suddenly responded.
"Bao Zhen, you must not die!"
"Baozhen, Li Si, you traitor!"
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The millions of prisoners roared in shock, but Li Si didn't pay attention to it at all, but looked at a lieutenant to the side.
"Except for this disciple who surrendered to my Dazhen before the war, other fugitive disciples issued official documents on sea capture and posted portraits on major cities, shelters, annihilated the whole family, captured fugitives, and rewarded Dazhen for land-level merits. The first law, three thousand spirit stones!" Li Si said solemnly.
"Yes!" the adjutant answered.
"No, ah!"
"Bao Zhen, Bao Zhen!"
"Li Si, you must die!"
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The shouting keeps on, but what's the point of shouting at this moment?
Day 18!
A group of immortals trapped Yang Zhiji again.
"Asshole, get out, get out!" Yang Zhijiu roared.
"Boom!"
Fighting his arm was severely injured once, Yang Zhijiu escaped again, escaped, and shot again towards Yanjing.
"Ahem, puff!"
While coughing and vomiting blood constantly, Yang Zhijiu said anxiously: "Eighteen days, and there are three days left, fast, fast, fast!"
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