Chapter 145 Thousands of Sentient Beings, Curse You Forever! (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

Han's Villa, in a secluded corner.

Tang Nanzhai opened his eyes and stood up slowly. His eyes were sharp and his breath was like a deep prison. It was just a hasty effort after all. To be able to successfully build a foundation is already a profound foundation and extraordinary talent. Looking carefully at this moment, there are somewhat vain Qi mechanisms and unstable foundations.

But no matter what, building a foundation is building a foundation!

Tang Nanzhai took a deep breath, suppressed the unwillingness in his heart, his eyes were like lightning, he glanced around, and thought to himself, it's time to save Lin Long and his brothers!

With a flash of his figure, he instantly disappeared in place.

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boom! ! !

The entire ancestral hall was split in half by a sword!

The curse ghost's broken body was healed with difficulty under the infusion of the life-suppressing soul line. Seeing this, the life-suppressing soul thread wrapped around it suddenly pulled, and Zhang Shuo and others who were walking around Hezhuang looking for Tang Nanzhai stopped suddenly. The next moment, their flesh and blood fell off, and all their vitality was stripped. Qi Qi poured into the body of the curse ghost.

The injury recovered instantly!

It's just that the curse ghost's heart sank suddenly, this time he can use Zhang Shuo and others to top him, what about next time? It has no other puppets!

At this moment, Cursing Ghost felt a little regretful that he ordered Lin Long and the others to kill each other and die in a fit of rage.

If those monks are still alive, they can restore it at least once.

He raised his head and looked at Han Sigu.

It doesn't understand why the gap between it and the real Han Sigu is so huge, even though it has the same strength and the same sword intent!

"Cough cough cough cough..."

However, at this moment, Han Sigu felt equally uncomfortable. After another violent cough, blood stains were faintly visible at the corner of his mouth. His life was coming to an end!

A stray strand of hair has completely turned white.

There is not much time left for him.

Boom, boom...

There were two loud noises again, and the directions of the sound came from the martial arts arena and the main hall respectively!

Curse Ghost's heart trembled violently, but Han Sigu laughed, most of the earth's veins had been broken, and the Yinshui Magical Lotus Formation was about to collapse completely, and Curse Ghost could no longer recover!

Swipe!

Han Sigu unleashed dozens of swords...

"No!!!"

"You beheaded your relatives and friends, you will die badly!!"

"You slaughtered cities and demons, you can't be reborn!"

"You live up to your confidante, you won't be loved!"

"Thousands of sentient beings, curse you forever!"

"You deserve to fail... You shouldn't succeed... The way of heaven and earth, with you who kill relatives and friends, slaughter cities and monsters, and have a heartless heart..."

"Damn you! Damn you!!!"

Amidst the screams of the curse ghost, the faces of the cursed people around him flickered violently, and then all of them went out!

It howled, twisted, and cursed, but in the end it was cut into pieces by strands of sword energy, killing all vitality!

Click.

Following the annihilation of the curse ghost's last voice, it turned into a white jade slip and fell to the ground.

Han Sigu, who was already very old, looked at the jade slip with complicated eyes. This was the opportunity of Wan Feihai back then, the method of building the foundation of the way of heaven, and the jade slip that recorded the foundation of the Dao of curse ghosts. At this moment, this jade slip exudes a faint fluorescence. That fluorescent light was the fate that the curse ghost had separated from him at the beginning.

Han Sigu's aura is rapidly fading, and he can feel that he is like a candle in the wind at this moment, and the fire of life may be extinguished anytime, anywhere.

Step, step, step...

Usually it was extremely easy to take a step, but for Han Sigu at this moment, it was extremely difficult.

Like an octogenarian old man, with a gray face and weak breath, he walked towards the jade slip step by step with difficulty.

The foundation of the Heavenly Dao failed, and the river of blood disappeared, but the cursed ghosts were punished, and then, taking back this part of life, there is still a possibility of survival...

While thinking about it, a strong wind suddenly came from behind!

Han Sigu immediately came back to his senses, he raised his fingers together, and wanted to turn back to strike a sword, but his body, which was at the end of its life, was still unable to move...

Boom!

Han Sigu was immediately sent flying with a punch.

Not far away, Tang Nanzhai came out with a gloomy face. After he successfully established the foundation, he rushed to the ancestral hall, hoping to save his companion.

Who knew that when they got nearby, they would see the battle between Curse Ghost and Han Sigu!

I was not mistaken at the beginning, although the two sides have not completed the foundation of the heavenly way, but the strength shown, even if it is the foundation of the authentic way, I am afraid it is far inferior!

Fortunately, Han Sigu's true self, for some reason, came to the ancestral hall in person, fighting desperately with the curse ghost.

Although he killed the curse ghost on the spot, Han Sigu was also seriously injured and dying.

That being the case, of course Tang Nanzhai would not let go of the chance to make up the knife.

"Where are Lin Long and the others?" Tang Nanzhai asked coldly instead of chasing after the attack.

Han Sigu said briefly: "Dead."

"Dead?" Tang Nanzhai was stunned. Although he had expected Lin Long and other puppets to disappear completely when the two men were fighting, Tang Nanzhai still felt a great sadness hit his heart at this moment when he was confirmed. .

He looked at Han Sigu in front of him, without any hesitation, he punched out brazenly!

After his cultivation entered the foundation building stage, Tang Nanzhai's Bone Erosion Fist had entered a whole new realm.

With a punch, the shadow of the fist is heavy, like mountains and seas like anger, roaring towards Han Sigu!

Han Sigu had no expression on his face, coughed, raised a finger with difficulty, and tapped lightly on the shadow of the fist.

A seemingly weak sword energy emerged, and leaped into it lightly.

All the shadows of the fists were cut off easily by the sword qi like paper, and the sword qi continued to slash towards Tang Nanzhai!

Tang Nanzhai's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Han Sigu, who was about to die, could deliver such a terrifying blow!

His heart was full of mixed feelings for a moment, the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment was so powerful! It's a pity that I already knew this opportunity, but I had no choice but to choose the foundation of humanity... At the very moment, Tang Nanzhai dodged sideways, and the sword energy fell to the ground not far away.

Where the sword marks fell, a deep gully was formed.

Water seeps slowly from the bottom.

Looking at the sword mark, Han Sigu couldn't help coughing, more and more blood stains appeared on the corner of his mouth, and blood clots gushed out continuously. A look of regret flashed in his eyes, if his vitality had not declined to the extreme, the sword just now, a mere human foundation building, would definitely not be able to avoid it!

It's a pity, there is no if in this world...

He turned to look at the jade slip not far away, and after receiving Tang Nanzhai's two moves, the fluorescence on the jade slip had already dissipated.

He can't get the curse ghost's fate...

Knowing that he was bound to die, Han Sigu didn't have much fear of death on his face, he just asked calmly, "Did Xuehe be tricked by you?"

Tang Nanzhai had just recovered from his shock, and was quite puzzled when he heard the words, but at this moment, he didn't bother to ask any more questions, and only said, "I didn't go looking for the Blood River Sword."

After finishing speaking, another punch hit Han Sigu!

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Otherwise, the old guy would breathe a sigh of relief, who knows who died?

Han Sigu didn't dodge or dodge, seeing that he was about to be killed by his fists, a ghost suddenly appeared and blocked him!

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