The excited scenes of the crowd gave them a great sense of security. Even the heads of small sects under the high platform and some secular forces dared to ignore the reputation of the White Bone God and come out to exile. Other onlookers who did not participate also shook their heads, and a Taoist monk in the middle chuckled: "The young man is arrogant and refuses to bow his head for a moment to offend the Golden Rooster Ancestor. Now he is not far from death. Even if he wins for a moment and goes through this time, he will definitely die when the Golden Rooster Ancestor Ancestor Ancestor is over the birthday banquet of King Qiu," said the story of the Golden Rooster Ancestor."

The old man in green clothes standing beside the banquet waiter quietly glanced at him, and a trace of undetected sneer appeared on his face, obviously very disdainful of this statement. He thought to himself: "How do these idiots know how cruel the senior is? If it causes the senior to start a massacre, there are probably few people here who can go out alive. Either they are eaten by the senior, or fed the mount, or they are used to sacrifice magic weapons and use people as devils to eat as snacks. Is it so easy to mess with? Usually, this senior is already very cruel. When the White Bone God said that he is angry, he is more cruel than ten times, and his relatives refuse to recognize him. The methods are outrageous! I am the service of His Majesty the King of Ghou, and if the blood flows into a river at the birthday banquet, it is also a sin, and it is hard to explain!"

Although he thought so on the surface, deep down he wanted to see it. After this senior got angry, he couldn't even stand the cruel White Bone God. It was extremely miserable and outrageous and bloody scene.

These people were clamoring, which made Du Xuye grow up from the side of his courage, and thought to himself: "There are too many enemies of the White Bone God. With his reputation, we should not be able to calm down. What is jumping out now is just the fish standing in front of us. There are more people who are ready to move. Even if I draw this game, there will be another conflict waiting for us. If we don't take any ruthless measures, we will shock all the thoughts of these people. We will only get more and more muddy. If we miss the serious matters, we will be troublesome!"

More and more miscellaneous fish join in, as if the gathering crowd can give them a sense of security. Under the call of the Powerful Dharma King, the accusation of Du Xu has become a wave tonight. It seems that if you don’t join in, you will be rejected by this huge wave and fall into a situation like Du Xu. Faced with this extreme unfavorable scene that thousands of people point to, Du Xu actually laughed, "Haha! Ha!" The loud laughter overwhelmed the tide of accusations, causing everyone to scold them.

The powerful Dharma King took a big step, stepped out of the crowd, and shouted sternly: "Zombie Taoist Master, you are about to die, and you still dare to be so arrogant, saying, "Why are you laughing at?" The crowd behind him seemed to be a huge echo structure, and he said in unison: "Say, why are you laughing at!"

Du Xu then stopped his unrestrained laughter, and he pinned the black banner that appeared at some point in his right hand. He glanced at everyone with contempt and said calmly: "Magic Dharma King, you are so powerful and fearless. I call you, will you dare to agree?" After that, he looked around from left to right, and sneered: "And you, I call you, do you dare to agree?"

The Powerful Dharma King became suspicious when he heard this. He didn't know what new tricks were there for the zombie Taoist priest who was forced into a dead end. It sounded like he had some powerful means, and as long as he replied to him, he would be killed. Could it be that he had some means to die together? Before he could think about it, someone behind him had already answered for him.

"What's wrong with this? What are your means? Just let the horse come over, uncle, I'll wait here!"

The people behind him seemed to have found their backbone. Although Du Xu's tone looked suspicious, there were so many people here, what danger would there be to make a fuss? Although these people were not as good as the fingers of the evil cultivators, they had gathered so many people and they had the confidence to challenge, so they responded one after another: "Just call, you call thousands of times, and I will promise you tens of thousands of times!"

The group of pig teammates coaxed together, and the Dharma King of Power had no way out. Besides, he didn't believe that Du Xu would have any powerful means. He just used to being cautious just now, and the people who motivated were not easy to control. Since they all agreed, the Dharma King of Power would follow the flow and agree.

Du Xu's eyes were cold, and he glanced around and smiled loudly. The style of a big devil made the old man in green hidden below feel scared and excited, and he peeped carefully. "Powerful Dharma King!" Du Xu shouted loudly, and then read in a lazy tone: "There are those who and who!"

The people without names could bear such contempt from him, and they all shouted, "I'm a black demon with all kinds of skills!" "Dare you underestimate my blood-handed slaughter?" "Let me Li Kui take your life!" Although the Powerful Dharma King was secretly proud, he pretended to be indignant, his beard opened angrily and shouted, "Grandpa is here!"

As long as everyone present responded to this sound, Du Xu took a slight breath from the response. This is indeed an application of the Nightmare Strike Technique. This magic can refer to objects and form and prohibit all living beings. It is the most widely circulated evil technique among the left and right paths of the side. Even the scammers who travel around the world know a little about it. This Nightmare Strike Technique is simple to say, it is nothing more than taking a slight breath from personal belongings, blood and hair, sealing it into the temple symbolizing the person being impeached by the person being cast, and using objects to replace form and influence the person being cast.

This magic is the most widely circulated. Nine out of ten monks in the supernatural world understand a little. Even ordinary people, witches and gods have inherited it. Du Xu has also studied it. This magic is easy to learn but difficult to master, and is the basis of all witchcraft curses. From the book of Seven Arrows of Nail Heads by Lu Ya to curse Zhao Gongming to death, even the Golden Immortal of the Daluo can hardly escape this disaster. From the so-called "Tie a straw man on the wall, draw a circle to curse you" on the earth's network, it cannot go beyond the barriers of this technique.

In Du Xu's view, the Nightmare Victory Technique is a very mysterious magic and has wide application value. He disassembled the Nightmare Victory into three stages. The initial stage of the spirit and energy are absorbed by the caster, that is, the caster absorbs the breath of the target, and everything forms his unique mark, forming a divine indicative of the recipient. The inheritance and transformation stage uses objects to replace the form, that is, the divine indicative of the object and the object to form a causal connection, affecting the true spirits placed in the heaven and earth in the dark, and binding the object to the recipient. The implementation stage of the nightmare Victory is prohibited from impeaching the recipient through the causal connection in the dark!

Du Xu's research on the Nightmare Striving Technique is indeed extraordinary. Although he has not practiced the technique of absorbing the spirit and induced qi to reflect the realm of the great thousand, he can already absorb the breath from the response sounds, birth dates, and even the photos of the name and photos of the name and quotation to make the divine quotation. If Du Xu is on the earth, as long as he has any name, photo, or even a sound on the phone, he can curse him. The fish in front of him dare to respond to Du Xu's shouting, which is equivalent to entrusting his life to Du Xu's hands.

The life and death cycle flag in his hand moved, forming a nine-level reincarnation heavenly plate, and putting hundreds of rays of breath into the reincarnation heavenly plate. The phantom of a black book appeared from the reincarnation heavenly plate. Those auras were poured into it one by one and turned into more than a hundred names that were slightly glowing. The top name was "Powerful Dharma King Li Yuncong".

Du Xu sneered, and a wisp of magic power in his right hand turned into an exquisite brush, erasing the name. Among the people who were still shouting and scolding, the Powerful Dharma King shouted loudly and fell to the ground. A wisp of soul floated out of the heavenly spirit and threw it towards the life and death cycle flag on Du Xu's right hand. Everyone had only had time to see a flash of white light, and the portrait of the Powerful Dharma King appeared on the black flag on Du Xu's hand, looking at them blankly.

Gently shaking the small banner, the soul of the powerful Dharma King turned into the banner, and all the evil karma disappeared. All the acquired "impurities" were dissipated, leaving only the pure innate soul, which was put away by Du Xu. In this way, Du Xu was doing the flowing clouds and water, and was very familiar with the people below. He didn't even dare to breathe in his breath, for fear of attracting the attention of the demon king. The old man in blue glanced at everyone in disappointment, and wanted to show his majesty to prove his unique vision, but when he thought of Du Xu's cruel actions and his relatives' style of disregarding his relatives, he shrank his body in a hidden place.

At this moment, Du Xu was extremely powerful and suppressed the audience. The clown who had just jumped around now had cold sweat on his forehead, and the others were sweating profusely, not daring to move, for fear that the devil would hook away his soul. A big boss, Golden Rooster, closed his mouth very consciously, pretending to be nothing, looking up at the sky. A trace of regret flashed in Du Xu's eyes, and it happened to be noticed by this person. The Golden Rooster Ancestor was so scared that he was sweating coldly behind him, and he was very glad: Fortunately, the ancestor was tactful, and this zombie Taoist priest really wanted to kill me just now! Depending on the situation, he was still very confident.

For a moment, Du Xu's magic power was so powerful that he suppressed tens of thousands of people in the audience. Whether it was ordinary people, famous martial arts masters, or giant demons, or evil cultivators, they all lowered their heads with their eyebrows and eyes, and they were really scared by Du Xu's unpredictable methods.

Du Xu looked around and found that no one dared to look at him. They were like young wives, showing their obedience well. Yan Chixia couldn't help but be shocked. Good, fellow Daoist Du became cruel, even more evil than evil cultivators, and more demon than demonic. Some people say that he was faked by a true disciple of the righteous path. I am afraid that no one here would believe it. Even if fellow Daoist Du exposed his identity, others would only think that he was in great interest and were joking with everyone!
Chapter completed!