2341: C2341 Black Dragon Curse

C2341 Black Dragon Curse

The Black Dragon Curse.

If it wasn't because Ning Qi had a magic treasure that was stronger than a substandard Dao Artifact... Then, with just his own strength, he was able to shatter a single substandard Dao Artifact? The four true disciples were hard to imagine, a Human Immortal Great Perfection. What kind of combat strength did he need to have to be able to do this?

Even if they were both Early Period of Heavenly Immortal Stage, it was impossible for them to destroy a substandard Dao Artifact just like that!

"How could this be..."

The group of Profound Sword Sect disciples behind the five of them looked at this scene in shock. Some of them even rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had seen wrongly.

"Senior brother Ning is so strong?"

Du Xuening and the other two girls were dumbfounded. Their faces looked as if they had been petrified. They had already felt the power of the Immortal Sword from the side. If they were facing this immortal sword, they would definitely die without a complete corpse. Their souls would be destroyed!

"Junior brother Ning really... has always been a pleasant surprise..."

Ying Zhenxuan's eyes revealed a trace of a smile as she looked at Pei Kangle with slight ridicule. The destruction of a substandard Dao Artifact was enough to make him feel pain in his heart, right?

"Are you still going to fight or not? Senior Brother Pei?"

Ning Qi put away his blade and said indifferently.

"You! Destroy! I! Dao Artifact!"

Pei Kangle retracted his gaze from the fragment and gritted his teeth as he looked at Ning Qi. Fresh blood dyed his teeth red, making him look like a devil that had just crawled out of hell. His body no longer had the bearing of a leader. There was something in his eyes. There was only hatred!

"There will always be a winner and loser in a duel. It's inevitable that Senior Brother Pei will be more open-minded."

Ning Qi smiled and comforted him.

"Alright! Let me see what you can do! I open my eyes! The sparring has not ended yet, let's do it again!"

Pei Kangle let out an angry laugh. He still had the Supreme Grade Immortal Sword. However, he had learned his lesson and didn't intend to take it out this time. Instead, he was going to use the Immortal Arts to kill Ning Qi, regardless of whether he was a disciple of the Profound Sword Sect or not. He had to kill Ning Qi in order to relieve the hatred in his heart!

"Black Dragon Curse Art!"

Pei Kangle's expression was gloomy as he roared out. Then, a light seemed to flash through the void. In the next moment, a massive black dragon appeared out of thin air. If it weren't for the difference in its aura... Ning Qi would have thought that Pei Kangle was using the same method as Yuan Long, the Ancient Devil Poison.

As soon as the black dragon appeared, before it even got close to Ning Qi, many red veined patterns had already appeared on Ning Qi's skin, as if there were red earthworms swimming and crawling under his skin.

At the same time, Pei Kangle spat out another mouthful of blood, his expression somewhat dispirited.

"Junior Brother Pei actually used such a killing move, injuring a thousand of his enemies and injuring eight hundred of his own. It seems like he really hates this kid."

One of the true disciples curled his lips and revealed a hint of ridicule in his eyes. It seemed like he was gloating over Pei Kangle's misfortune because he had concealed the matter of the Secondary Dao Artifact.

The other three true disciples didn't make a sound. Their expressions were solemn. They wanted to see how Ning Qi would deal with this move. Logically speaking, if Ning Qi could shatter a Secondary Dao Artifact, then there was no reason for him to die under this move.

"Black Dragon Curse Art? Pei Kangle, you actually used a killing move! junior brother Ning is our fellow junior brother. Don't you fear that the Ancestor will blame you! "

Ying Zhenxuan's expression changed drastically, and she shouted angrily at Pei Kangle. At the same time, she was somewhat flustered in her heart. Ning Qi's physical strength was indeed very strong.

However, his cultivation base was only at the Human Immortal Great Perfection. As for the Black Dragon Curse, it was a type of Fourth Rank Immortal Arts that possessed a tremendous lethality. The caster would suffer a great backlash from their blood essence, increasing the power of their spells. To directly kill the opponent from the inside, this was a type of curse art. With Pei Kangle's strength, even if they were separated by tens of thousands of miles, if it was a Golden Immortal who did it... He wouldn't be far away from a planet, but he would still kill someone from afar!

"Fellow disciples? What a joke! I'm a dignified Elite Disciple, yet he's merely a disciple that sweeps the floor. What right does he have to call me brother? And now, he even destroyed my Dao Artifact. I have already cursed him to death. This is already giving you face. Ying Zhenxuan, if you don't know how to appreciate favors, then I will extract his divine soul. Suppress! Ten thousand years! We'll talk about it later!"

Pei Kangle said ferociously.

After he finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Ying Zhenxuan. Instead, he looked at Ning Qi with a hideous smile. The red line that appeared on Ning Qi's body proved the power of the Black Dragon Curse. It had already been transmitted into his body. Next, Ning Qi's skin would peel off piece by piece. His body would melt and his divine soul would eventually be swallowed by the Black Dragon. Only then could this technique be considered complete. If the Black Dragon was unable to devour him... Thus, the four true disciples... He was slightly surprised that Pei Kangle knew how to use such a vicious curse.

The Black Dragon seemed to have a mind of its own. It flew around Ning Qi, occasionally glancing at him as if it were waiting for something.1

At this time, Ning Qi's exposed skin was covered with red lines. Even his cheeks and eyes were filled with red threads!

A special power was wreaking havoc within Ning Qi's body. Ning Qi transferred all the Immortal Spirit Qi over, wanting to suppress it. However, these Immortal Spirit Qis were far from being a match for this force, and they were forced to retreat in defeat. When the Immortal Spirit Qi returned to the Pill Sea... Then, Ning Qi's body would be occupied by this force. The result would be death.

"Ha..."

Pei Kangle's mouth was so wide that it almost reached his ears. He looked at Ning Qi with a joyful expression. He wanted to slowly watch Ning Qi die in pain.

Those who were struck by the Black Dragon Curse would watch helplessly as their flesh fell off and their bodies melted inch by inch. This was an extremely painful process to anyone.

"It's been a quarter of an hour, right? If this child was truly a Human Immortal Great Perfection, then he would have died in less than three breaths of time. It seemed that he had indeed concealed his cultivation."

"Perhaps he has a special physique, similar to the ancestral dragon blood bloodline of the Fenglin Imperial Family. Didn't they say that Fenglin Xuanguang was defeated by him? The bloodline in his body might be even higher grade than the Ancestral Dragon."

"Hehe, I never thought that such an interesting figure would appear in the sect in just a few decades' time. It's a pity that he is going to die in junior disciple Pei's hands today."

The four true disciples looked at Ning Qi with a smile that wasn't a smile, and communicated via divine sense.

The disciples of Golden Sun Peak, Great River Peak, Dan Feng, and the other three peaks were all staring at Ning Qi, waiting for the moment of his death to arrive.

A trace of regret flashed across Ying Zhenxuan's eyes. If she knew this would happen, she wouldn't have let Ning Qi come to Ancient Immortal Realm with her.

As if sensing that Ning Qi couldn't hold on any longer, the Black Dragon stopped. Its head gradually approached Ning Qi, and a tongue stretched out from its mouth. The moment its tongue touched Ning Qi, a silver light flashed. The Black Dragon shattered with a bang, and the red lines on Ning Qi's body completely vanished. At the same time, Pei Kangle spat out a mouthful of blood essence and his legs went limp. He knelt on the ground.

"Failed? Why?"

Pei Kangle was dumbstruck as he looked at Ning Qi. He didn't understand why his Black Dragon Curse had failed.

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