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Chapter 1162: The Cursing Method(2/2)

The powerful force directly turns everything around it into nothingness.

The power of one blow is shocking to the world.

‘Ahem’!

The Lord Night Demon, who is hundreds of billions of feet tall, is in extremely miserable condition at this moment.

A huge scar ran from the left shoulder to the right span, the skin and flesh were rolled up, and the bones and internal organs deep down could even be seen.

The three-strand steel fork originally held in his right hand has been broken into two sections.

Waterfall-like lavender blood rolled down the body.

Obviously, the thunderstorm just now caused him serious injuries.

'Wow'!

After coughing for a while, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The deep purple face actually turned a lot paler, showing the depth of the trauma.

The resentment in my heart is simply indescribable.

He just wanted to make a profit, but he didn't expect to suffer such a big loss, and he almost died before.

'ah'!

Yelled angrily.

"No matter who you are, I will peel off your skin and convulse you, and your soul will be roasted on the ghost fire for ten thousand yuan!"

The words have not yet been spoken.

‘Boom’!

The bells like a yellow bell and a big Lu resounded through billions of miles of chaos.

The Lord Night Demon, whose soul was injured by the power of the curse and severely injured by the catastrophe, fell into a trance for an instant.

In the chaos behind him, a large black hole instantly appeared, and a huge gourd vine flew out from it, tightly trapping Lord Night Demon like lightning.

In a moment, several more void passages emerged.

A five-color sword light, like a sky-shattering rainbow, with astonishing sharpness, passed around his neck.

The huge head, ‘Gulu’ fell down.

At the same time, a long silver-white needle passed through the chest and heart and flew out through the back.

There was another chaotic giant bead weighing hundreds of millions of feet, like a spark hitting the earth, with an earth-shattering impact, hitting his Dantian hard.

The muscles and bones that had been injured in the calamity were unable to withstand this powerful blow and were instantly beaten into minced meat.

A thirty-sixth-grade blue lotus sheds heavy light, covering billions of chaos, and the powerful spiritual light of creation isolates the inside and outside.

‘Wow’!

With the sound of chains, hundreds of iron ropes exuding the breath of the soul flew into the body of the Night Demon.

In an instant, a stiff, half-broken soul was pulled out.

It sounds long, but in fact it doesn't even last half a moment.

‘Crash’!

A violent struggle sounded.

"You damn ants!"

A furious roar rose from the half-broken soul.

"Mad, please help, I can't control him anymore."

Ren Wuji grasped the soul-binding rope with his hand, and the mana in his body was rapidly depleted.

The gourd vine stretched over instantly and quickly coiled up the soul.

"Damn, what the hell."

Lord Night Demon felt that his soul was rapidly absorbed by a strange force.

Unconsciously, the power becomes weaker and weaker.

‘Boom’!

Pantuo walked over with the Chaos Clock in his hands, and it vibrated violently.

The sound of the Soul-Destroying Bell is enhanced by the Chaos Bell and only hits the Night Demon's soul.

However, it can be seen that the sound of falling soul this time is much inferior to that at the beginning.

But without the protection of the physical body, it directly acts on the soul, and the power does not seem to have dropped much.

Night Demon Yuanshen, who was once again frozen, was quickly devoured and refined by the soul gourd.

Being fed by the soul of Lord Hongmeng, this gourd, which was only one step away from breaking through, instantly showed signs of overcoming the tribulation.

Xu Junming quickly acted and temporarily sealed this power.

After shaking the space gourd and taking away Lord Night Demon's body, he truly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that it's not that difficult to kill a Hongmeng Master."

Ren Wuji put away his soul-binding magic power and said with a smile.

"If he hadn't been set up by me and had been seriously injured by the thunder of thunder, I'm afraid that if the eight of us go together, we may not be his opponent."

Ao Tian took back the Divine Needle.

"No matter what, we won in the end."
Chapter completed!
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