Chapter 251 Sorcery, Scarlet Red Sect's panic! 【44, please subscribe】
evening
The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce auction is officially over!
The guests left the venue one after another, and Gong Shaoyu hurriedly left the auction venue with a strong man, heading straight to the east of the city.
Soon!
They saw the small courtyard where Wei Han fought with the old man in black.
This place has already turned into ruins, the ground is full of burnt and explosion marks, and many mortals and monks gathered around to watch the excitement, and there are also many patrolling disciples of the Scarlet Red Sect here.
"What's going on?" Gong Shaoyu appeared coldly.
Seeing this, a middle-aged monk cupped his hands and said, "Your brother is here too? It's not a big deal here, it's just two monks fighting privately. They arranged a formation before the fight, and it didn't affect other places. The murderer may have already Escape!"
This kind of thing happens in Xishan City countless times a year!
To be honest, not many people care about it at all, let alone follow up closely, just go through the motions and beat casual repairs.
But Gong Shaoyu's face was still ugly!
Because he sensed the aura of Jin Lao, there was still a pile of charred bones on the ground. Could it be that he was killed back?
"Trash!" Gong Shaoyu ordered to the strong man behind him dissatisfied: "Go back to the mountain gate, if Jin Lao is really dead, the soul lamp he left in the mountain gate will be extinguished, and Lu Yan, a waste, is probably in danger. , let's go!"
"yes!"
The strong man agreed.
The two of them soared into the sky with their swords, and went straight to the gate of the Scarlet Red Sect.
However, not long after leaving Xishan City, Gong Shaoyu vomited a mouthful of black blood trembling all over his body. Uncontrollably, he fell from a high altitude to the ground, knocking down a whole forest of trees on the ground.
"Young Master Gong!"
The strong man let out an exclamation and hurried forward to help him.
But there was black air on the top of Gong Shaoyu's head, his skin gradually withered like a tree with broken roots, and his long black hair was also a little bit whiter.
"This? What's going on here?" The strong man was suddenly at a loss.
"Pfft!" Gong Shaoyu said with horror on his face: "Someone is cursing me, hurry up, take me back to the mountain gate, hurry up!"
"Curse?"
The strong man was dumbfounded with fright.
This kind of sorcery is not common in the world of cultivating immortals.
Besides the Demon Sect who is not afraid of death, who else would engage in such a method of killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred? Gong Shaoyu is just a disciple of the little Scarlet Red Sect, who did he offend?
The strong man is puzzled!
But he also knew that he couldn't delay, so he picked up Gong Shaoyu, who was covered in black air, and flew towards the gate of the Scarlet Red Sect with his sword.
The gate of Scarlet Red Sect is located ten miles outside Xishan City!
Twenty or thirty mountain peaks here are surrounded by a large circle, and all kinds of spiritual energy are constantly flowing in and out, the spiritual light is filling the sky, and there are cranes flying from time to time.
"Young Master Gong?"
"Junior Brother Gong, what are you?"
The scene of the strong man returning with Gong Shaoyu on his back made many disciples exclaim in surprise.
In less than a moment, the main hall of the Scarlet Red Sect was already full of powerful high-ranking monks. Many monks from the palace family also came after hearing the news, including many elders and deacons in the sect.
"what happened?"
Everyone who arrives at the hall will be taken aback.
In this short period of time, Gong Shaoyu's cursed skin shriveled and aged, his hair turned gray, his whole body looked like an old man, and his body was filled with black air that was hard to get rid of.
"Someone cursed me, and he is still cursing, this lunatic, save me!"
Gong Shaoyu screamed and begged in horror.
Everyone present gasped in fright.
Curse? They have only heard of this kind of technique, and never thought that someone would use this method to deal with a small sect disciple.
"Step aside!"
A middle-aged monk growled angrily.
While pushing away the crowd, he desperately sent spiritual energy to Gong Shaoyu, trying to clear the black energy from his body, and even stuffed him with several rare pills.
Unfortunately, the curse is invisible and cannot be expelled!
Unless the curser is found, or an equivalent means of confrontation is found.
Otherwise, even if the strength is ten times or a hundred times stronger than the opponent, it can only be helpless.
"It's useless!" The head of the Crimson Sect frowned and said coldly: "Shaoyu doesn't know what kind of evil sect powerhouse he has provoked, and the other party will curse him at the expense of his life. Our sect has no way to resist, just give up !"
"No, you can't!"
The middle-aged monk roared again unwillingly.
But let him convey the aura with red eyes.
Gong Shaoyu's vitality was also crazily passing away.
"Father, save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
Gong Shaoyu breathed out while muttering.
His body has long since withered into a mummy, and his vitality has been exhausted. His hair is frighteningly white, and his face is full of horror, unwillingness, and despair.
This scene made everyone's scalps tingle with fright!
The mystery and weirdness of the curse technique is really breathtaking.
Except for the legendary magical power of cause and effect, it is difficult to find a magic technique that is more weird than it.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" The middle-aged monk angrily grabbed the strong man who carried Gong Shaoyu back, and said hysterically: "You just went to the auction, how could such a big thing happen? Where is Mr. Jin? Where are the others?"
"Dead!" The burly man said with a face full of fear: "A piece of "Remnants of the Book of Insects" appeared on the way of the auction. The young master fought with a mysterious man wearing a cloak, and the other party snatched the item. The young master has a grudge and sent Jin Lao and Lu Yan to chase him down."
"As a result, after the auction ended, we found out that Elder Jin had died outside, and Lu Yan had disappeared. It must have been wiped out by the other party!"
"Then we were going back to the mountain gate to make a fuss, but the curse had already come quietly on the way, and the subordinate really didn't know what to do, so we could only try our best to bring the young master back!"
The eyes of the middle-aged monk are red!
By the time the strong man finished speaking, he had already slapped him.
"boom!"
The strong man didn't react at all, his head was already photographed into a blood mist, and he died on the spot and couldn't die anymore!
"Trash, my son didn't survive, why do you live?" The middle-aged monk roared frantically: "Check! Find out who did it for me, start from the auction, go!"
"Wait a minute, junior!" The Crimson Sect master frowned and reminded: "The one who uses this kind of sorcery is probably not an ordinary strong man. If such a big investigation is carried out, will the other party be angered and continue to curse and kill my sect disciples?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard the words.
If this is the case, it will be a catastrophe for the Scarlet Red Sect.
"Brother, don't worry!" The middle-aged monk suppressed his sorrow, and said bitterly: "Curse killing a person is not free. Yu'er is so young and the other party does not pay a hundred years of life, how can he kill him?"
"And a guy who hides his head and shows his tail, would rather pay a hundred years of life than take the initiative to attack and kill Yu'er. It proves that his strength is only so, why worry?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief!
In this way, no one said anything to stop the Gong family from tracking down the murderer. After all, who is the murderer behind the scenes, everyone is very curious.
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