At the same time, she finally triggered the blood curse of witchcraft, causing it to erupt completely.
However, Ji Qiya didn't expect Qin Feng to survive.
It is said that even the strongest cannot endure the bloody allure of witchcraft; they will surely die. Qin Mount District, Zhenyuan District, an Immortal!?
"Haha, why so disappointed?" There is a kind of life's pain that is not quite like Qin Feng's death, but rather the resilient sarcasm issued with gritted teeth.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, waiting for you to trigger the Blood Demon Curse." With these words, two of Li Lingfu appeared in Qin Feng's palm.
Initially, he crafted five amulets, only two of which dealt significant damage to the blood curse within him, putting it into complete dormancy. The remaining three, Qin Feng kept on hand, waiting for today.
"Ji Jia, today we will settle the score." Amidst the roar, Qin Feng unhesitatingly used these two magic treasures simultaneously.
