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Chapter 837 Tongtian Lingbao Blood Curse Released

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    "How's it going? Brother Lu has almost arranged it. With these magic circles covering this place completely, even if it's a big trouble, we can still deal with it. Besides, nine times out of ten, we are wasting it.  It's just time." After inserting the last Dharma flag in his hand into the corner of the bottom of the pool, Marquis Nanlong said with a wry smile and clapped his hands.

    "Hehe! I would rather waste more time than have any accidents. If behind this door is really the secret hiding place of ancient monks, that would be the best. If not, it is better to make some preparations than nothing.  Although I am very keen on treasures, I value this old life even more." Lu Weiying smiled and said nonchalantly.

    After hearing this, Marquis Nanlong shook his head and said nothing.

    At this time, the old man placed the last array disk in his hand and activated the restriction, and a layer of white glow appeared in the surrounding area.

    The old man nodded with satisfaction, then turned around to face the bloody stone door again.

    Marquis Nanlong had been impatient for a long time. When he saw the old man finishing the decoration, he immediately took off a storage item from his waist and flipped it into the air.

    Suddenly a white glow swept out, and the crystal clear bones of ancient cultivators appeared on the ground.

    "This Blood Curse Gate is evil enough. To break the restrictions of this gate, it actually requires the essence or flesh and blood of the person who cast the curse. The flesh and blood will definitely not be found. But among the remains of this ancient cultivator who has been seated, there should be  There are also some monks with fine essence." Nanlong Hou said in a deep voice, opened his mouth and spit out the golden flying sword.

    Then he reached out and grabbed the void on the ground, and the skeleton suddenly floated out of the air, rising to a height of five or six feet above the ground.

    With a flick of Marquis Nanlong's finger, a white spell suddenly hit the small sword that was motionless in front of his chest.

    After a buzzing sound, the small sword trembled slightly, and a dazzling sword light suddenly erupted from the tip of the sword.

    It¡¯s golden and dazzling!

    "Then the sword light became brighter and brighter, turning into a ball of golden light.

    After a moment, the light ball formed by the sword light instantly separated from the small sword and shot out, all hitting the bones floating in the air, and the scenery below the light ball exploded.

    Countless sharp and abnormal sword energies crisscrossed and crisscrossed, submerging the entire skeleton into it.  An instant later, bone powder of about the same size fell like gravel from the sword light.

    A flash of light flashed in Marquis Nanlong's eyes. He flicked his sleeves and robe, and a piece of golden glow swarmed out from his sleeves, sweeping every grain of translucent bone sand inside.

    The golden sword light in the air faded away at this moment.

    Looking at the crystal bone powder rolled into a ball by the golden glow, Nanlong Hou nodded secretly.  Then he turned his head and glanced at Lu Weiying next to him.

    When the old man saw this, he naturally knew what Nanlong Hou was up to.  Immediately he rubbed his hands politely, and the white Dharma flag appeared between his hands.

    With a slight shake, a hurricane appeared out of thin air near the Dharma flag.

    At this time, Nanlonghou sat cross-legged, making secrets with his hands, and uttered a low spell in his mouth.  Then various spells flew out from his hands one after another, all hitting the golden clouds wrapped in bone powder.

    The golden glow was stimulated by these spells, and the bone meal wrapped inside slowly rolled and rotated.

    These translucent powders glow with various auras in the twilight, flickering and looking extremely gorgeous.

    At this time, the old man surnamed Lu on the side tentatively attacked Shimen.

    He did not panic and attack with the Dharma flag in his hand, but casually raised one hand. After a flash of red light, several fist fireballs were shot at the stone door in succession.

    "Puff" several slight muffled sounds.

    As soon as the fireball approached the stone door, the blood on it flashed wildly for a few times, and then it suddenly came to life.  A large piece of red light gathered in the middle, intertwined and condensed, and turned into a huge ghost face that was exactly the same as the ghost head carved on the stone gate, which was about ten feet in size.

    Grimace swallowed several fireballs into his mouth, flashed for a few times, and immediately disappeared.  Shimen actually returned to its original state.

    Seeing this scene, the old man surnamed Lu was shocked.  But after hesitating for a moment, he pointed the Dharma flag in his hand at the stone gate.

    The hurricane that had appeared on the flag immediately turned into a wind dragon, roaring and attacking the stone gate.

    The ghostly face appeared again, and after the same big mouth opened, a large piece of red light spurted out from the mouth, and the wind dragon was swept into the bloody light, and was taken into the ghost's mouth.  Then the grimace disappeared again as the old man was filled with shock and anger.

    After the old man surnamed Lu and Nanlong Hou looked at each other, they couldn't help but look at each other.

    "This bloodZhi, could it be the rumored Butian Zhi? Judging from the heat, it must have been around for tens of thousands of years. Even if it is eaten raw, it can be used for decades of hard work?  And this golden bamboo could be the Golden Thunder Bamboo among the three sacred trees!  And this" After Lu Weiying took a clear look at the six or seven kinds of flowers and plants on the altar table, he was stunned at first, and then started to speak incoherently with a look of horror on his face. He could hardly believe what he saw before him, and couldn't help but  Take two steps forward, intending to take a closer look.

    "Fellow Daoist Lu, if I were you, I wouldn't be so reckless. Do you really think that these elixirs are just laid out here for me to get? You should look around carefully before speaking," said the old man.  When he was extremely excited, Marquis Nanlong suddenly spoke coldly.

    "Brother Nanlong, what do you mean by this?" When the old man heard this, his mind suddenly cleared as if cold water had been poured on his head, and he quickly looked around again in surprise.  "Hey! This seems to be the rumored Small Sumeru Vajra Formation. How could the Buddhist sect's formation appear here?" The old man surnamed Lu finally saw some clues from some runes looming on the surrounding walls, and he was surprised.  .

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