Under Yan Yu's roar, he used all his strength like crazy. Due to the excessive exertion of his body, all the muscles collapsed, and the meridians in his body wanted to explode.
A bright red word "death" suddenly appeared, and all the power in the cursed world gathered together. At this moment, the black blood pool of the cursed world began to evaporate, and the crimson gas floated to the top.
The power of countless curses gathered on Yan Yu's body, and then Yan Yu blasted the curse words directly on Ye Feng.
At this moment, Ye Feng's soul, which had been imprisoned by the red string hoop, was suddenly released, and all the imprisoned six senses and feelings were swept back.
Yan Yu no longer thought about turning Ye Feng into a puppet and directly lifted the curse implication. He wanted to directly use the curse words to make Ye Feng die immediately!
Ye Feng's eyes widened. The sudden restoration of his vision made him a little overwhelmed, but soon his eyes became firmer.
A huge red word "death" was placed on Ye Feng's head, as if casting a spell.
Yan Yu used words as a medium to suppress Ye Feng with a curse.
However, for some unknown reason, this "death" curse just landed on Ye Feng's head from a distance, and did not really hit Ye Feng's soul body.
It was as if there was an invisible shield surrounding Ye Feng, and Yan Yu's curse words could not penetrate and got stuck there.
Yan Yu screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes had already burst open, blood was flowing everywhere, and he was seriously injured.
He went crazy and shouted: "Ye Feng, die! Die!"
Countless curse words popped out of Yan Yu's mouth, and the red word "death" was very dazzling, like countless hard and thick nails, piercing into Ye Feng's soul.
Ye Feng's whole body was tensed, and he could not move. The huge word "death" was as heavy as a mountain, which shocked Ye Feng. The power of the curse was very strong, and he had to bear it with all his strength. If he relaxed for a moment, he would die.
Countless words of curses from Yan Prison spewed down, followed by heavy blows.
Ye Feng tried his best to hold on, but the power of the curse words was so huge that it was like blades constantly piercing Ye Feng's body.
"Well..." Ye Feng frowned, blood overflowed from his mouth, and he suffered millions of injuries on his body. His soul seemed to be torn apart, blood flowed across it, his body was in pieces, and his soul seemed to be completely destroyed.
But at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly roared loudly, and his damaged soul body flashed with golden light.
A domineering aura surged in, and a devastating momentum blasted out, like a violent eruption of a volcano, with huge power pouring out and a roaring sound.
Yan Yu was directly blasted back and forth by this huge force. At the same time, he spurted a column of blood from his mouth, rolled his eyes, and hit the boundary of the cursed world with a bang.
"Ahem..." Yan Yu held his chest, looking very painful. He staggered up from the ground. Under the violent impact of the force, he felt that all the bones in his body were loose.
Ye Feng was exhausted at this moment, panting heavily, and his mental strength was extremely exhausted, but his eyes shone with a terrifyingly tenacious look.
There was only a thin layer left in his soul and body, and the fierce attack by Yan Yu was not ineffective. Ye Feng's soul was now in a state of dilapidation, and he was not far from death, but he did not fall into despair because of this.
After Ye Feng took a breath, he suddenly puffed up his chest and arrogantly cursed everything in the world, "It's nothing more than that!"
Yan Yu heard it from the other side. A thin layer of blood mist suddenly appeared in his eyes, revealing deep hatred and endless killing intent. He said hoarsely: "You are really stubborn, but what's the use of being stubborn. If you can't help it,
Get rid of this cursed world. As time goes by, the ethereal souls here will only slowly die in the end!"
Ye Feng sneered, then he held it with his backhand, and with a swish sound, the flaming blood blade suddenly appeared, and the burning flames exploded and burned, flying in his hand.
"Follow me? Then let's see how long you can last in this so-called cursed world!" Ye Feng said domineeringly. He jumped away and immediately burst out those fragile curse words. A cracking sound sounded, and only
I saw a golden light flashing through the red.
"God's Flame Moon!" Ye Feng's eyes flashed with blazing flames. He charged up and swung, and the flaming blood blade condensed in his hand burned at full speed in the next moment, and he swung the blade with a flying leap.
A crescent wave of flames shook the sky like a thunderbolt, bombing out in the air. Ye Feng made a gorgeous spin, and the flames surged out around him, like a sea of fire falling from the sky, and the fire waves flew straight down!
Yan Yu was trembling with shock, "No, no! Move! Otherwise, everything accumulated in this cursed world will be destroyed! Then all my accumulation over the past hundred years will be destroyed!"
"But I will never let Ye Feng go, never!!!" Yan Yu said cruelly in his heart.
Ye Feng's soul was pulled out of his body, and his soul was therefore imprisoned in this cursed world. Without his permission, it would be absolutely impossible for Ye Feng's soul to escape from the cursed world.
In the past hundred years, no casual cultivator has been able to escape from this cursed world. The only way to end is to become a puppet and have his soul disappear and die.
However, today some casual cultivators made an exception.
That’s Quan Yong!
Thinking of this, Yan Yu was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Quan Yong had the bloodline to become the Crimson Demon Eye. It was probably the hatred buried in the Crimson Demon Eye that resisted Quan Yong and allowed Quan Yong's soul to separate from the cursed world.
It was like body rejection, repulsing Quan Yong's soul.
But now, except for Quan Yong, no matter how strong Ye Feng is, there is no way he can escape from this cursed world. There is only one way to die.
Fire poured down from the sky, the torrent surged forward, and the torrent surged, and the entire cursed world was submerged.
The countless soul puppets hanging in the air were buried under the sea of flames and burned to charcoal and turned into ashes.
Yan Yu's face turned pale, and his back molars were shattered. He was shaking with anger and suddenly raised his hands.
The black blood pool beneath the cursed world suddenly started rolling.
A loud crashing sound sounded from it, and a python made of black dirty blood jumped up from the blood pool. It was extremely frightened, soared up, flashed its huge fangs, and roared, pulling dirty blood from the air.
The python spurted out from its huge mouth.
The huge flames in the sky exploded, forming a huge mushroom cloud covering the entire sky, and a huge pillar of red to black blood poured out.
When the flames and the dirty blood collided, they actually contradicted each other. One side burned into ashes, and the other side was submerged and extinguished at the same time.
"Ye Feng, give up, you don't have much time left! If you anger me, it will only shorten the time you live here!" Yan Yu roared.
"In this case, then I will let everything here be buried with me!" Ye Feng responded domineeringly.
He was very clear. Looking down, he could clearly see that the bottom of his soul body had gradually become transparent.
In the cursed world, if the soul is not caught by the red thread and forms a connection with the physical body of the outside world, then the soul will be slowly absorbed by the cursed world and turned into the power of the curse.
Using the soul as fuel, the cursed world is the furnace, and the soul serves as the material to maintain the cursed world.
Ye Feng waved the flaming bloody blade again, and the vibrating blade seemed to be responding to Ye Feng's expectations. Since Ye Feng wanted the entire cursed world to be buried with him, then destroy everything here!
Rumbling sounds filled the sky, and Ye Feng's eyes suddenly lit up with golden light. His entire soul exuded golden light, shining with seven-color brilliance, and the entire cursed world was dimmed.
Yan Yu was so shocked that he froze on the spot. He never expected that Ye Feng's soul would be so tenacious, so tenacious to a terrifying degree.
He has practiced the art of curses for more than a hundred years, and has seen countless souls and bodies. They are so tough that they can withstand a stick of incense, but their fragile ones are destroyed in an instant.
But he had never seen a soul as strong as Ye Feng. Yan Yu even began to be afraid. The threat Ye Feng said might come true!
"No, we can't let Ye Feng hold the initiative. Forget it, it doesn't matter, I have to let you understand the horror of cursing the world!" Yan Yu went crazy and no longer had any sense.
He plans to use the cursed world to gather a hundred years of power, all of which will be used to defeat Ye Feng!
"The power of the curse brings all ghosts back together!" Yan Yu reached his hand into the air and saw a huge black vortex suddenly appear above him.
The vortex turned faster and faster, and the sky of the cursed world was distorted as a result. Hurricanes gathered at high speed, and the red sky instantly turned into darkness.
Yan Yu's eyes were dyed red, and his ferocious face revealed an astonishing murderous aura, "Die!"
The huge black vortex, surging with strong suction, actually collected all the scattered power of the entire cursed world.
Huge power gathered and turned into a cursed black hole.
Ye Feng quietly stared at the incredible power. He could clearly feel the numbing sense of crisis lingering on his head, but his expression was calm and not afraid at all. For some reason, the sense of crisis slowly disappeared.
Dissipate slowly and go away.
He held the flaming bloody blade tightly in his hand and stood there like a mad god, watching Yan Prison quietly.
Yan Yu felt Ye Feng's gaze, and he gathered all the power he had accumulated for a hundred years to curse the world, condensing a force that could destroy almost everything, but even so, Ye Feng did not appear as scared as he imagined.
From this moment on, Ye Feng's eyes seemed to tell him that he had lost.
Yan Yu couldn't help but tremble all over, "I don't believe it. When death is imminent, you don't even tremble!"
Throwing it at Ye Feng with all his strength, the huge black vortex suddenly flew away and hit Ye Feng directly.
Ye Feng's murderous intention burst out, his eyes fiercely scratched away, his hands tightened and shook, and the flaming bloody blade slashed down.
A huge black envelope came over, the blazing heat flashed in, two huge forces collided, the roar took away all the sounds in the world, and everything fell into silence.
Ye Feng's sight was deprived again, and the cold black enveloped his whole body again. He stared straight into his eyes, but his body fell crazily like weightlessness.
"Is everything over?" Ye Feng was even a little reluctant. His soul was still stirring, and he could still fight again!
