A Powerful Curse, Becoming a Disciple!

Pili Sect.

The tall Ka Ding was lying sideways on a beast-skin chair, holding a beauty, drinking fine wine, and occasionally letting out hearty laughs.

When Ka Ding drank another cup of fine wine, dense black Qi suddenly surged all over his body.

"Ah!"

Ka Ding's whole body kept twisting, and then he let out a roar like a beast, bursting out with strong vital energy.

"Bang!"

The beauty beside him directly burst like a bubble, turning into a sky full of blood mist.

The changes here quickly attracted the attention of the people of the Pili Sect.

Seeing Ka Ding's painful appearance, they couldn't help but ask in horror, "Sect Leader, what's wrong with you?"

However, how could Ka Ding have the mind to answer? His eyes were blood-red, and his head kept turning.

Then, he kept punching and palm-striking in all directions.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Pili Sect disciples were blasted into nothingness one after another, scaring everyone into fleeing constantly and letting out screams from time to time.

"The Sect Leader has gone mad!"

"The Sect Leader has fallen into demonic deviation!"

"Everyone, be careful!"

Their fleeing and shouting seemed to have stirred up Ka Ding's interest in brutal slaughter.

Ka Ding waved his saber continuously, bursting out with mighty fierce wind, forming ferocious ravines on the ground one after another.

After a moment, as if he had exhausted all his strength, Ka Ding's figure suddenly stopped.

Then, his whole body collapsed straight to the ground like a deflated ball, losing all vitality.

Ka Ding was dead!

And the entire Pili Sect was completely destroyed along with him.

The crisis of Qiu Ziqian and Lin Yulian was thus resolved.

Earth, Panlong Villa.

A crisp prompt tone sounded in Lin Fan's mind.

*Ding! Because of your curse, Ka Ding