C1081 Nameless Curse

"Is this kid crazy?" Looking at the young man on the earthen platform, Zhang Sanming frowned as he saw that the old man had weakened before the battle.

With their cultivations, how could they not see that this young man was currently using all of his life force to execute the Nailhead Seven Arrows Art. Moreover, from his point of view, this young man most likely had some sort of illness or illness, and his vitality was not strong in the first place. Otherwise, he wouldn't have aged so quickly. With the current situation, he would most likely die if he were to succeed in the Nailhead Seven Arrows Art.

He was using such an unfavorable method to deal with Chen Baian. What kind of enmity did he have with Chen Baian? How could he risk his own life to drag Chen Baian into the water? As far as Zhang Sanming knew, Chen Baian had always been kind to people, and he had no enemies in the Sect. It was really puzzling that this young man would use such a ruthless method against him.

"You're here, you've seen it, but it's too late!" When the young man on the stage saw Lin Bai and the rest, he didn't seem surprised at all. It was as if he had already expected this would happen. Even if you have already reached the Deity Stage, you will still have to watch on helplessly as he perishes. "

"Who the hell are you?" Looking at the young man who was about to lose his mind and throw his life behind him, Zhang SanKuang felt that the young man looked familiar. However, he did not know where he had met him before.

"Who am I?" When the young man heard this, he laughed so hard that tears almost flowed down his face. Then, his expression changed as he looked at Lin Bai with eyes filled with resentment, and said: "I am the grandson of the second ancestor, and his only grandson! You have murdered my grandfather's life, how can I not take revenge! "It's a pity my skills are shallow. I can only deal with him, I can't drag you guys down with me!"

Second Ancestor? Hearing this young man's words, Zhang SanKuang immediately understood why he felt a sense of familiarity when he looked at this young man. This person's appearance was extremely similar to the Zhao Family's Second Patriarch that he had met in Mecca. It was as if he was several tens of years younger.

"That day, your second ancestor went to steal my youngest junior brother's son's son. He even ruthlessly attacked us, wanting to kill us! In that situation, shouldn't we wash our necks and wait for him to kill us?! In addition, before his death, your second ancestor personally said that it was his honor to be able to fight against my youngest junior brother.

Zhang San Kuang laughed coldly when he heard this. He stared at the young man and said, "All of these things happened because you, Zhao Song's descendant, brought it upon yourself. Even if you die, you can't blame anyone else." If you do not believe what happened that day, do not hesitate to ask the master teachers who accompanied your second ancestor to Dubai. They personally saw it and heard it.

"This is unfair, you still have the face to say such words!" When the young man heard Zhang Sanmeng's words, he sneered and said angrily: "Elder Cousin Jingting told me that you have already killed all of the people who went with my second ancestor to Mecca. You want me to confront them, do you want me to go to the underworld and find them? "Stop with the nonsense. Today, I will definitely kill that old thing!"

Cousin Jing Ting?! Upon hearing the words of the young man, a sinister smile appeared on Lin Bai's face. Sure enough, that bastard, Zhao Jingting, was quite strange. Just as he had guessed, this bastard was indeed a scum within the Master Class of Zhao Song and his descendants.

In addition, Lin Bai also understood why this young man was so angry. Most likely, there was Zhao Jing Ting who was trying to fan the flames. As for why he let Zhao Song and his ancestor go to Dubai, the young man in front of him said they were all dead. The answer was obvious.

This bastard's scheming was really deep. Thinking about Zhao Jingting's strange face, Lin Bai felt a burst of anger in his heart. On that day in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range, she should have been cruel to him and punished him. It was a pity that since his return from the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range, that bastard had disappeared without a trace, and he hated him dearly.

However, Lin Bai also understood that this young man had already decided to eliminate them. Not only did he kill the Second Patriarch of the Zhao Family, he also killed all of the other mentors that had followed him. Now that the witness was gone, even if he had a hundred mouths, he still wouldn't be able to argue with this young man. If he wanted to save someone, he could only crush him.

"Since you've already decided that we are the ones who killed him, then I have nothing else to say." Lin Bai slowly spoke, his voice calm as he spoke to the young man, "Regarding today's matter, you've already decided to let go, right?"

"How can I let go of such a deep grudge!? If you want to save that old thing, then come at me! I want to see just what kind of ability you have to break this Nail Head Seven Arrow Technique! " Hearing this, the young man burst out in laughter, his face full of arrogance.

Hearing this young man's words, Lin Bai's expression also became gloomy. Although he had a good impression of the Zhao, Song, and Song ancestors, and his other mentors who had followed him to Mecca, he felt that they were worthy of the ancient traditions of the Chinese sect. However, since this young man in front of him was so bitter and forced to fight back and was unwilling to let go, he could only do his best to force him to give up.

However, Lin Bai also understood why this young man was so fearless. The Seven Arrows Nailhead Technique was passed down from the ancient Chinese witchcraft Gu's Curse Technique. Because this technique required one's own blood essence and life force to sacrifice, as long as it was used, unless the victim died, no matter what external force was used to stop it, it would not be stopped early.

"With my blood essence, I will sacrifice to the heavens from ancient times. Endless hatred will descend, and with fury, I will kill!" Kill! Kill! " The young man's eyes revealed a bewitching red light. His expression became even more crazy as he kept on shouting.

After the word 'kill' was spoken, the skinny body of the young man shriveled up. The chignon on on his head became pale in a short period of time, and his face turned blue within the whiteness. However, the scarecrow on the earthen platform had already been completely enveloped by the cold black air, and all kinds of mysterious runes were flashing and flashing.

Not only that, but with the movement of this young man, a bloody, rotten smell permeated out of the air, making people want to vomit. Obviously, the seven arrows of the Nailhead Seven Arrows were at a critical juncture. As long as they were not stopped by anyone and allowed the Nailhead Seven Arrows to continue on like this, Chen Baian would surely lose his life in an instant.

"Little bastard, you won't listen to me when I'm speaking nicely to you. You have to make something like that!" Under the onslaught of the black smoke, even though Zhang SanKuang was far away from Tu Tai, he still felt the Qi in his body churning, and the mana around his body seemed to have been shackled by something. It was not able to circulate his mana well, causing his anger to rise.

The young man was silent. Blood dripped from his lips. It was obvious that the loss of his life force had caused him a great deal of pain. The blood that flowed out from his lips had turned purplish black. Apparently, his life force was running out. It could be imagined that if the Nail Head Seven Arrow really had any effect, it would also be the time of the young man's death.

"Although the Seven Arrows Nailhead Arts is profound, it's not impossible." Lin Bai reached out his hand to stop Zhang Sanmeng who was about to make a move on the young man, then he stared at the young man calmly and said: "The curse technique of the Voodoo Gu technique has a thousand changes, the Nailhead Seven Arrows are a curse technique, they have already entered the wrong path, and are now wounded at the roots, how can it be the correct path? Today, I shall let you experience what a curse is! "

Upon hearing Lin Bai's words, the eyes of the white-robed female lit up involuntarily. The art of the voodoo Gu could be said to be an ancient art that existed both in China and around the world. It was also the source of all the current spells. Now, Lin Bai actually said that if he wanted to understand the root and find the most basic of spells, even if the Chinese technique and the Druid Sect's technique were different, it would still be beneficial.

"The seven arrows of the Nail Head are the Yin. However, when the heaven and earth was separated, there was no difference between Yin and Yang, no between the five elements. Everything was in chaos. "After the arts were divided into Yin and Yang, it is already at a lower level." Lin Bai's eyes were calm as he stared at the empty space in front of him. The goal is to live, or fear the gods, and then hope to return to the chaos of the universe. Therefore, Curses do not differentiate between Yin and Yang. "

Lin Bai's words were extremely profound. Not only did Zhang SanKuang look as if he was deep in thought, even the white-robed woman felt that she had understood something, as if she had caught on to something, but it also felt like she was in the middle of an illusion.

Not only that, a grave expression appeared on the face of the young man who had been sitting upright on the earthen platform and disdaining Lin Bai. He even faintly felt that things might actually turn out as Lin Bai had said. The Seven Arrows Nailhead were not as unsolvable as the legends said.

One had to know that after he advanced to the next level, the surrounding Eight Trigrams had already turned into the most exquisite and simplest runes, and the images of the sacrifices of the first natives that were placed around the book also seemed to have a spirit, recording all the sacrifices made during the ancient times. With such a rare treasure protecting him, who in this world could have a deeper comprehension of the Dao of Curses than Lin Bai?

"Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth; famous, the mother of all; mysterious, mysterious, and wondrous. The door to the Mystery Mother is the root of heaven and earth; the beginning of the world, the mother of heaven and earth." Lin Bai's eyes were calm as the precious light on his face flickered. He seemed like an immortal who had just sat down as he lightly said, "It's because of this, that the curse is nameless. The nameless can be the beginning of heaven and earth, and the nameless can be the mother of heaven and earth! Cursed Sky Nameless! "

As the sound of his voice faded, waves of mysterious voices could be heard emitting from Lin Bai's mouth. No matter how hard the spectators tried to decipher the incantation, they couldn't decipher the meaning behind the incantation. They also couldn't tell which part of the language the incantation was used in.

In fact, it wasn't really a chant, but a chant. In fact, Zhang Sanmeng and the others thought that the chant was more appropriate because the chant Lin Bai was using was the same as the chant that the first natives used to chant in ancient times.

Curse Nameless, regardless of yin and yang, unafraid of the sun and moon, all-encompassing and all-inclusive. Mysterious to the extreme, it was considered a curse!

With the incantation, a complicated gust of wind blew, causing the snowflakes in the air to swirl around Lin Bai. Everything seemed to have returned to the ancient era. The entire world seemed to have been moved by this incantation, revealing an ancient and unfathomable aura.