Chapter 716 (1/2)

”He's turning into a curse warrior.”

Quqing smoke Road.

The curse warrior doesn't appear out of thin air, but is transformed into the curse Temple by mistake. The stronger the curse warrior's strength is before his life, the stronger the curse rules contained in his body. If it's the curse warrior transformed by the great emperor, no one can fight against him in the presence except Li Fuzhen, and even Li Fuchen, it's estimated that he can't kill the curse warrior at this level 。

”Curse, master.”

Li Fuchen stepped forward, one hand on the shoulder of the curse word Emperor Wu.

The shoulder is very cold, like ice. At the same time, the strong curse breath spreads to Li Fuchen along the shoulder of the mantra Emperor Wu. This time, Li Fuchen's soul aura has not annihilated the curse breath. Of course, the curse breath also seems to encounter a barrier, and no matter what, it can't spread to Li Fuchen.

”What a strong curse rule!”

Li Fuchen exerts a curse to curse the emperor.

Exterminating evil mantra is a kind of low-level curse seal, which can drive away evil spirits.

Poof!

If Li Fuchen's curse is a small flame, the curse rule of Emperor Wu is the Yangtze River, and the small flame goes out as soon as it approaches.

Unwilling, Li Fuchen cast a middle-level mantra, Yin Qingxin lock.

Qingxinsuo mantra has no effect on driving out the curse rules. However, Li Fuchen thinks that Emperor Wudi should still retain a trace of divinity. As long as the spirit is well protected, there is a way to get rid of the curse rule.

Sure enough, with the completion of qingxinsuo's magic spell, the spirit in Emperor Wu's eyes condensed and said in a hurry: ”take me out quickly.”

”Go

Li Fuchen grabs the mantra on Emperor Wu's shoulder and is about to leave.

In the void, a big gray hand grasped the leg of the curse Emperor Wu.

”Chop!”

Li Fuchen chopped his sword into his big gray hand.

A click.

The big gray hand was cut off, and the next moment, Li Fuchen and Wudi disappeared.

”Let's go, too.”

Qu Qingyan and others retreated one after another.

Deep in the void, Li Fuchen chopped off a big gray hand with his sword.

Finally, they arrived outside the temple of curse.

After a while, Qu Qingyan and others also came out.

Seeing that Li Fuchen really saved the mantra Emperor Wu, the five people admired him very much. Qu Qingfeng said: ”his curse rules are too strong. If he doesn't resolve it, he will become a curse warrior, but the speed of transformation will be slower.”

The curse word Emperor Wu nodded and said with a bitter smile: ”I can't believe that I was still cursed by the evil curse Emperor Wu. His curse comes from the curse temple. Even if I escape to the horizon, once my mind is out of control, I can't help walking into the curse temple.”

At that time, the evil curse Emperor Wu did not catch up with him, but the other party actually passed the curse to him with a breath of breath. After carrying it for so many years, he still failed to resist it. If there was no Li Fuchen, it is estimated that there would be no more curse on Emperor Wu in the world.

”How to remove it?”

Li asked.

”If I can control my mind, I'm sure I can get rid of it. After all, he just cursed me with breath.”

After he was cursed, his mind was not concentrated and his mind was gradually lax.

”Leave that to me.”

Li Fuchen's mantra was printed together, and his self-confidence was not inferior to that of Emperor Wu. If he cast the Qingxin lock mantra once a day, he should be able to maintain the other party's sanity.