123: Chapter 119: Here Lie Divine Words, Not of the Mortal World 123: Chapter 119: Here Lie Divine Words, Not of the Mortal World “To my surprise, there are actually Mystical Practitioners of Xuann here.
You have so eye power to recognize the Flying Head Curse!”
Ban Cai Suanqiu made strange hand gestures and said ominously, “However, hehe, do you, a re beginner at the Xuanhai Stage, really think you can contend with , a Curse Master?”
With those words, Ban Cai Suanqiu changed his hand signs, and then all the wealthy elites whose bodies had been pierced by the Stone Talismans turned into Zombies, one by one, their eyes rolling back as they numbly stood up, gradually emitting an evil aura, carrying a faint stench.
“Hehe, a bunch of fools.
If you had accepted my proposal earlier, Zheng Han, you might not have ended up like this!”
Standing next to Ban Cai Suanqiu and unhard, Zheng Han sneered and said, “Now, just obediently beco Master Ban Cai’s Curse Bodies!”
“It seems, Master Ban Cai, you are also sowhat inford about the Huaxia Cultivation World!
But even if I cannot defeat you, I won’t let you easily obtain so many Curse Bodies.
If they are under your control, you will have a portion of the economic lifeline of Guangnan and Guangbei in your hands!”
The elderly man in the grey robe had now taken out an ancient-looking short sword and was confronting Ban Cai Suanqiu.
Glancing at Zheng Han and the others, like Zhang Sihou, who were being controlled by the curse, his gaze was somber as he said, “If I’m not wrong, they’ve all been occupied by the Curse made from your own Essence Blood.
They’ve beco one with your Flying Head Curse.
If you don’t release them, I’d rather destroy their bodies than let you succeed!”
“Khah khah, such big talk from a little Xuanhai Stage cultivator!”
Ban Cai Suanqiu chuckled darkly and stomped his foot hard, his tongue bursting forth like thunder as he abruptly ordered, “Go!”
As he gave the command, those rich elites who had turned into Flying Head Curses, their corpulent bodies like cheetahs, wind springing beneath their feet, all pounced toward the grey-robed elder.
Clang clang~~
Facing the attack of so many Flying Head Curses, the grey-robed elder could only defend and resist.
His short sword was filled with Dark Energy as it danced in the air in front of him, not letting anything through.
But those rich elites turned Flying Head Curses had bodies hard as rock, their palms and fists as solid as steel, and the elder’s short sword could not harm them in the slightest.
“Lin Tian, Xiao Hui, take this chance to leave, quickly!”
Gu Liuushui had finally cald from his shock.
Having not touched those Stone Talismans and not being attacked, he urged Lin Tian and his own Disciple to hurry.
However, Lin Tian looked unfazed, looking at Ban Cai Suanqiu and those rich elites with curiosity and asked, “Master Gu, what is this Curse Technique?”
“The Curse Technique is one of the ancient Witchcrafts from the countries south of the Southern Border peninsula!
I had only heard rumours about it before and didn’t believe it existed.
I couldn’t imagine there really was such terrifying Witchcraft!”
Gu Liuushui’s face was filled with fear as he explained hurriedly, urging, “Let’s get out of here while they are fighting!”
But Master Gu, we can’t leave!”
Lin Tian shook his head, pointing to the basent entrance.
Turning his head to look, Gu Liuushui noticed that Ban Cai Suanqiu’s disciple had sohow positioned himself at the entrance at so point, flanked by two Floating, fearso-looking Flying Head Curses.
Seeing this, Gu Liuushui’s face turned unsightly.
Looking at those who had been turned into a ghostly state he suddenly sighed deeply, “Xiao Hui, Lin Tian, it’s this old man’s fault for getting you into this!”
“Master…”
At that mont, Qian Xiaohui’s face was full of fear.
She had been screaming in terror since she saw Ban Cai Suanqiu turn those wealthy elites into zombie-like Flying Head Curses.
Seeing the two Skull-like Flying Head Curses by the entrance, Songtishancha, her legs went weak.
“Master Gu, we’re going to be fine!
You just stand next to with Xiao Hui,” Lin Tian reassured, shaking his head and giving his Master and fellow Disciple an assuring look, smiling faintly.
Seemingly comforted by Lin Tian’s words and smile, the fear on Qian Xiaohui’s face was slightly reduced.
Boom~~
At that mont, a dull sound echoed as the grey-robed elder was suddenly struck and sent flying by one of the Flying Head Curses controlled by Ban Cai Suanqiu, spitting blood as he flew back and crashed into the wall, heavily wounded and unable to rise.
The one that floated and shot out was the true Flying Head Curse, while the rich elites’ bodies were just preliminary Flying Head Curses, not yet fully refined.
Lin Tian’s gaze fixed on those Flying Head Curses, the horror in those ghostly faces, and the evil, demonic aura oozing out of them, chilling to the bone.
Then, Lin Tian looked toward Ban Cai Suanqiu and said calmly, “Now, if you let them go and back off, I, Lin Beiliu, will spare your life!”
“Kid, you’ve got guts, but aren’t you afraid of dying?”
Ban Cai Suanqiu’s icy gaze swept over, and he asked ominously.
Not everyone present had been turned into Flying Head Curse bodies; apart from Gu Liuushui, there were several tycoons, including that female magnate.
Upon hearing Ban Cai Suanqiu’s words, they couldn’t help but tremble and look at Lin Tian as if staring at a fool.
If you hadn’t enraged him, maybe we might have a chance, but your raving just now is practically dragging us all to our deaths!
Several uncontrolled rich tycoons inwardly wailed.
“Afraid of death?
With your petty tricks, you can’t kill !”
Lin Tian cracked a smile, shaking his head slightly.
“Ha ha… ignorant child, you speak so arrogantly even when death is upon you!”
Ban Cai Suanqiu burst out laughing, then with a swift motion, he controlled those possessed by the Flying Head Curse and sent them hurling towards Lin Tian.
Qian Xiaohui scread, quickly hiding behind Lin Tian.
“Such a minor Controlling People Skill, and you dare to flaunt it!”
With a cold laugh, Lin Tian suddenly stepped forward, rushing into the midst of the dozens of controlled tycoons and gently tapped on each of their backs.
Thump-thump~~
In the blink of an eye, each tycoon spat out a stream of dark liquid, and then they instantly ca to their senses.
“Ah, you dare to break my Curse Bodies, die!”
Ban Cai Suanqiu glared furiously, yelling loudly as he flipped his hand and took out a copper mirror.
The mirror glowed brilliantly, and on it, bizarre symbols flickered like lightning, and then suddenly from the mirror, five hideous Flying Heads sprang out.
“A Magic Artifact!
That’s equivalent to the Magic Artifacts of our Huaxia Xuann Taoists, a true mystical treasure!
It can control all sorts of ghosts and witchcraft!
With such a treasure, one can attack and defend, and even firearms would struggle to deal with it!”
The injured old man in a grey robe suddenly cried out in alarm, his face filled with horror.
Even as a Xuann disciple, the short sword in his hand was rely a Half Magical Artifact with so Spiritual Energy, barely different from an ordinary treasure sword.
In Xuann, those who possessed true Combat Magic Artifacts were at least of the Sculpting Spirit Stage.
His words sent shock through everyone present, causing them to scatter and flee to the corners.
Firearms can’t deal with it?
Isn’t that like the thods of an immortal!
“Ha ha, quite the eye power to recognize my Witch Ancestor’s Magical Artifact!”
Ban Cai Suanqiu spoke proudly, laughing loudly.
“Lin Tian, get out of the way!”
Qian Xiaohui’s face was filled with urgency, her beautiful eyes red.
At this mont, she felt responsible for Lin Tian’s predicant.
If she had not followed her master’s advice to bring Lin Tian here, he would not have been in this deadly situation.
As she saw the five terrifying Flying Heads charging straight at Lin Tian, she couldn’t help but close her eyes.
“Is this all the skill you possess?
Flaunting such flawed and evil Magic, embarrassing yourself!”
“And moreover, that piece of scrap tal you call a Magic Artifact, if the true practitioners knew, they would laugh their teeth off!”
“I intended to spare your life, but you refused my rcy, and even presud to take my life with that so-called Magic Artifact in your possession.
Now, I will show you what a real Magic Artifact is!”
As he spoke, Lin Tian took the Divine Thunder Talisman he had previously inscribed and raised it into the air.
His tongue thundered shockingly as he uttered two words:
“Thunder, co!”
As soon as the words fell, with a deafening boom, lightning crackled like rain around Lin Tian’s palm, and thunder swept down from the sky toward those five Flying Heads.
For a mont, the room was as bright as day.
Lin Tian, holding Thunder and Lightning, was like a Heavenly God descending, wielding Divine Thunder, speaking divine words.
This was no ordinary place, and the people present struggled to comprehend.
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