The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 280 The Curse from the Wraith

Most things in time are more blocked than sparse, and resentment will not gradually dissipate with the passage of time.

Thoughts, the longer the time interval, the stronger the resentment will be, and the more ferocious the resentment will be, but the resentment cannot be formed casually.

Otherwise, Yan Sizhu would not be the only one among the 36 beauties tortured and killed by Xie Ziping.

Although the resentment emerging from these soil bags is strong, but in terms of quality, it is really inferior to Yan Sizhu's resentment, but these women died of resentment, and were suppressed by formations for five years.

Now, it was completely unblocked by Tang Ling.

Will the resentment and hatred that has been simmering for five years explode at this moment.

"Thank you... Zi... Ping..."

"Kill, kill all men, men don't have a good thing..."

"There is a man here, kill, kill him..."

Under the urging of these grievances, there are ghost-like figures with teeth and claws, and their deaths are very miserable. The picture presented at this moment can be described as extremely terrifying.

Fang Jingyi, who was following Tang Ling, was staggered by this scene.

Her pretty face is as pale as paper now, it's more like a real-life horror movie, and Zhuo Fengmao, who has already retreated a few meters away, is also frightened, and now he can't wait to turn around and run away.

However, he had never encountered such a thing before. He was so frightened by this sudden scene that his legs weakened.

"Whoosh..."

In the howling wind, more than 30 hideous figures rushed towards Tang Ling like hungry wolves.

Where these figures passed, the earth and rocks on the ground rolled, and the woman who rushed to the front opened her big mouth that had turned into a jagged version, ready to tear a piece of flesh and blood from Tang Ling's body with one bite.

Facing such a scene, Tang Ling raised his palm calmly.

The black ghost qi exuding a cold aura quickly condensed, and in a blink of an eye, a black long knife gradually condensed into shape, and then Tang Ling raised the long knife in his hand high.

Nether Seven Sacred Knife, the first sword to suppress the soul!

As Tang Ling's indifferent voice came out, the black long knife suddenly burst into endless black light, and the entire long knife shot up from about two meters to nearly 40 meters.

"boom!"

As soon as the knife fell, all the resentment that rushed towards him collapsed on the spot.

Not only that, Tang Ling's knife directly split the cemetery behind them. The terrifying power shocked the whole hill again, and a 40-meter-long, one-meter-wide hole several feet deep appeared. Knife marks.

Fang Jingyi knew that Tang Ling was very powerful because he saw Tang Ling's attack at the reception last night.

However, she didn't really understand the extent of Tang Ling's strength until now. Apart from Fang Jingyi, Yan Sizhu on her body was even more suppressed by Tang Ling's knife.

Wipe away the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead with his snow-white jade hands.

Only now did she realize that Tang Ling had not been cruel to her from beginning to end last night, otherwise this knife would definitely kill her on the spot!

As for Zhuo Fengmao, who was a few meters away, he was stunned on the spot with his mouth wide open. He finally understood why the superiors said that Tang Ling had a special status when they asked him to come and lead the way.

With such power, can the identity not be special?
The Nether Seven Sacred Knives are a set of martial arts with great lethality against enemies and wraiths.

Although Tang Ling has not yet refined his own royal sword, the long sword condensed with Netherworld Qi is enough to unleash [-]% of the power of the Seven Netherworld Sacred Swords.

Dispelling the long sword in his hand, Tang Ling walked forward to the open space with no expression on his face, and Fang Jingyi hurriedly followed.

Finally, the two stood in the middle of the clearing.

"This king is Tang Ling, the director of the Ninth Bureau of China. You can call me the king of the underworld!"

Tang Ling's voice was cold, as if he were a superior god: "I know that you died miserably, and I have resentment in my heart. I have been suppressed with formations for several years, but the matter will eventually be resolved."

"Xie Ziping trampled on the law, and this king will personally go to Xie's house in Qinling to settle accounts with him..."

Following Tang Ling's opening, illusory figures of women gradually appeared around the air that had just been cleared by Tang Ling. They were the resentment left behind by those women who were tortured and killed by Xie Ziping.

Tang Ling came to understand the situation, not to finish it off for Xie Ziping.

These women had a lot of resentment, and naturally they didn't have much sense after being released, so they did the thing to attack Tang Ling, but with Tang Ling's knife falling, all the resentment was blown away.

The resentment gradually sobered up, and at this moment they heard Tang Ling say that again, so they resurfaced one by one.

"You, will you really avenge us?"

"As long as we can make that scumbag Xie Ziping pay the due price, we are willing to do anything..."

"Master Pluto, please be the master for us..."

These women were tortured and killed, and then suppressed for five years. They were full of resentment. Now that they heard that Tang Ling was going to make decisions for them, they all knelt on the ground.

A few of them even carried babies in their arms, obviously to give birth to a child for Xie Ziping.

"I am not talking nonsense. You are already dead, and you are able to stay because of resentment."

Tang Ling's face was still indifferent, and did not change at all because of the begging of these women: "If you want revenge, you and I will merge into one, and use this method to form a curse with resentment."

"In this case, you can take revenge."

As he spoke, black light emerged from Tang Ling's hand, and with a wave of his hand, a text appeared in the minds of all the victims, including Yan Sizhu, and then a strong wind blew up around them again.

As the saying goes, the wrong has its head, and the debt has its owner!
Xie Ziping was the chief culprit who tortured and killed these women, even though he was in the Qinling Mountains, he couldn't cut off the cause and effect in the dark.

In a blink of an eye, after everyone's resentment converged, it turned into a black pattern of a drawn woman floating in the air, and with a wave of Tang Ling's hand, this curse formed by the gathering of infinite resentment disappeared directly in place.

Looking at the direction where the curse disappeared, Tang Ling's black eyes showed a cold light.

A moment later, among the lofty mountains of the Qinling Mountains, in a vast valley far away from the mundane world, the six great martial arts families of the Qinling Mountains are located.

Xie's house, the retreat place of the head of the family.

In the cave, the head of the family, Xie Ziping, sat cross-legged on the futon, with thick candles burning all around, and a faint fragrance emanating from the incense burner.

Xie Ziping's face was calm, at this moment, he was shrouded in a layer of multicolored aura with a thickness of five feet, and he was running the Xie family's myriad beast magic over and over again.

Just when he felt that he was about to step into the sixth stage of Gang Qi, the black curse fell instantly.

"Xie Ziping, why do you want to kill me, why..."

"Xie Ziping, I curse you to die a good death, I curse you to have the entire Xie family destroyed..."

"Xie Ziping, I curse you for practicing kung fu, and you will not be able to improve your kung fu forever..."

Amidst the vicious curses, Xie Ziping's movement of the exercises was blocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his whole body. Then his black hair turned gray in an instant, and his aura changed from strong to weak...

The powerful Gang Qi on his body was instantly shattered!

(End of this chapter)