Chapter 1656 It’s All His Fault

Latest website: The person involved clearly regrets it now.

Very regretful.

If I had known that this curse seal was so weird, I shouldn't have agreed to Soul Ancestor in the first place.

That way you won't end up in a mess.

He also regretted not stopping the fifteen priests from joining just now, which caused the flower of the curse to bloom bigger and bigger.

If he had stopped early, the backlash wouldn't be too terrifying.

Now...

If other people join in and expand this strange flower ten times more, in the end the entire Witch Clan may collapse into the sky together.

Direct annihilation of the clan is a yes.

He looked at Jiang Cheng, whose face was filled with a joking smile, and then at the fifteen priests around him who seemed to have been hollowed out, and he took a deep breath.

"You all stop."

Fifteen people were shocked.

Although they were unable to speak, they still gave him unbearable fierce looks.

Once they stop at this time, the high priest will need to maintain this huge curse seal alone, and he will bear the final backlash alone.

"Close hand!"

Ming Zhuoyuan opened his eyes angrily and shouted loudly.

"This is an order!"

The teeth of the fifteen priests were almost broken, and some even had red eyes.

The silk threads were evacuated from the cursed flower one after another.

Every time one is removed, it's like there is one less person to bear the burden we are lifting together.

The weight on the high priest's shoulders also increased dramatically.

When the last priest put away the magic weapon, the high priest suddenly clicked on a certain pattern of the cursed flower.

He is making a last ditch effort!

What if this is the key slipknot to solve the curse?

Unfortunately, he lost the bet.

This is also a matter of course.

At this time, there are already tens of thousands of layers of cursed seal flowers, and each layer has hundreds of millions of patterns.

He was so blind that he didn't even know that the probability was one in a trillion. How could he succeed?

Buzz!

The gray light flashed away in the void.

The vast and complicated flower of the cursed seal disappeared without a trace.

Officially declared a failure to break the curse.

Buzz!

The high priest, who had withstood the backlash alone, flew backwards and hit the outer wall of the dark hall behind.

A stream of gray mist spurted out from his body, and a hole formed in the hard and strong outer wall like quicksand.

Then it spread quickly.

Large areas of the wall quickly dissolved, and eventually the front of the hall and the outer wall on the left were all dissolved into ruins by the aftermath of the backlash.

The pillars inside can be seen from a distance.

For the Wu Clan, this is the first time that this 'Holy Land' has become so dilapidated.

However, no one paid attention to this detail at this time. Fifteen priests who were seriously injured rushed towards Minghuo immediately.

"High Priest!"

"High Priest!"

At this time, Ming Meng's seven orifices were dark and silent.

The originally rosy and shiny skin developed fine wrinkles and festered into holes.

Balls of pus dripped down, and black smoke curled up from the hole, but miraculously, not a drop of blood could be seen.

"The backlash of this curse seal is too strong!"

"The high priest is already dying, and it will be irreversible if we don't save him!"

Regardless of their fatigue, the fifteen priests picked up bone staffs, stone beads and cloth flags, and gathered around Mingzhu to perform witchcraft again.

Threads spread out again, covering every festering and rotten hole on his body. All were shrouded in layers of green light.

The mysterious backlash temporarily stopped spreading and was suppressed by fifteen priests.

Immediately afterwards, the two sides started a different kind of 'fight' on Ming Zhuo.

The Wu clan members in the periphery could no longer suppress their worries and rushed over one after another.

"High Priest!"

"How is the high priest?"

"His old man will never die..."

"You're talking nonsense. Even the catastrophes in ancient times failed to destroy the high priest, let alone this mere curse seal?"

Having said that, everyone understands that this time is much more serious than that time.

"well!"

Jiang Cheng flew into the air, peered inside through the rotten palace wall, and deliberately adjusted his expression to a compassionate mode.

"Good, good, good!"

"I originally just wanted to find someone low-key."

"But you insist on forcing me to show off some of my strength. Why bother? Why bother?"

He acted as if the curse seal just now was his own invention.

Anyway, the merits achieved by the system and the military medals are earned by oneself, so there is nothing wrong with it.

The witch clans around were furious when they heard this, but when they thought of the curse seal just now, they didn't dare to step forward and could only stare angrily.

Jiang Cheng checked the reputation panel by the way.

Sure enough, their shock just now was all blamed on themselves.

There are many masters of the Wu clan, and they have gained more than 50 billion immortal points.

After counting the harvest, he looked meaningfully at the dumbfounded Soul Ancestor.

The latter's current mood was as cold as if he had been baptized by a snowstorm.

He never dreamed that the great high priest of the Cursed Seal Realm would actually miss.

Oh no!

That's not even a miss.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Brother Cheng could only cheer him up.

So the contract between the two was prompted.

The next moment, there was lightning and thunder again in the soul tower, and the packages that could be called the eighteen levels of purgatory took turns, training the main soul of the soul ancestor.

"ah!"

The severe pain, like being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, brought Xu back to reality.

"no no……"

His soul collapsed in the air and was torn into strands.

The shrill scream even shocked the witch clansmen who were originally worried about the high priest.

How painful would it be to have the superior Soul Ancestor show such an ugly appearance?

However, thinking about the curse seal just now, it seems to be natural.

"stop it!"

"I was wrong……"

Xu's screams continued for several minutes before Jiang Cheng gave up.

He has no hobby of torture. He usually kills enemies in an instant, without pain or side effects.

But there is no way, this Soul Ancestor always wants to murder him, it can't be done without beating him.

"Master Jiang, Uncle Jiang!"

Xu finally collected the broken soul body, condensed into a human form and crawled down.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Jiang Cheng curled his lips.

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I……"

Soul Ancestor paused for a moment, then said loudly: "I shouldn't be bewitched by Ming Zhu!"

His condensed arm pointed directly in the direction of the high priest who had not yet woken up on the other side.

"It's all him!"

"He was the one who instigated and bewitched me. He insisted on helping me to resolve some kind of contract!"

"I was busy rescuing you at that time, so I said no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I am loyal to Lord Jiang. This contract is proof of my loyalty. How can it be canceled?"

"But this bastard Mingzhu was so bold that he completely ignored my stern refusal!"

"I still wanted to stop it at the last moment, but it was too late..."

Jiang Cheng and Ji Linghan looked at each other, and each could see the helplessness in the other's eyes.

This is really a masterpiece.

How could God let this guy become the first soul race born?