Chapter 1817

Think of him, the Curse Spirit Immortal King, with vicious methods, having killed countless people.

But today, he directly called Luo Tian a devil.

And Luo Tian ignored him completely, just after taking a deep breath, released the cursed black threads.

Rumble!

In an instant, the cursed black threads covered the sky and the sun, and the entire heaven and earth became bizarre.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, the Curse Spirit Immortal King trembled in his heart.

However, this time Luo Tian didn't give him a chance to speak.

The next instant, those cursed black threads directly poured into his body.

Chi!

In just an instant, the Curse Spirit Immortal King's body turned into a wisp of black smoke and then dissipated between heaven and earth.

At the same time, somewhere in the Nine Domains, inside a deep mountain temple.

Crack...

A statue worshipped inside the temple suddenly shattered into dust.

The people who were kneeling and worshipping before the statue saw this scene and exclaimed one after another.

They didn't understand why the statue, which had been worshipped for over ten thousand years, had suddenly shattered?

On the other side, inside a certain sect, a seemingly ordinary servant was honestly doing some cleaning.

An elder on the platform was giving a lecture.

But the next instant...

Bang!

The little servant's body exploded instantly, and countless cursed black threads bloomed from within his body.

"Luo..." The little servant only had time to say one word before his soul flew away and scattered the next instant.

And the elder giving the lecture on the platform, as well as the countless disciples listening below, were all so shocked by the scene before them that they couldn't say a word.

Such things were happening continuously all over the Nine Domains.

The Curse Spirit Immortal King's countless clones and backups left in the Nine Domains, no matter how deeply hidden, were exploding and dying one after another.

Without even struggling.

And somewhere in the starry sky.

Pfft!

The Curse Spirit Immortal King's true body spat out countless black blood.

"Damn it..." He turned his head to look in the direction where the Nine Domains were located, his eyes filled with resentment.

He had already felt that his clones had all been cursed to death at this moment.

And his true body didn't seem to be able to last much longer either.