Cursing the world, red is always the main color here.

However, all the cursed worlds that have been shrouded in red for a hundred years, were shined by strange lights, and the entire cursed world seemed to be shrouded in it.

The red line gathered with the power of curses was rolled into a hanging rope, and the terrifying rope was flying towards Ye Feng's neck at an extremely fast speed.

Ye Feng was stunned and felt a slightly cool temperature coming from his neck, and then suddenly squeezing, and the feeling of suffocation came.

"Ah!!——" Ye Feng roared angrily, but the red line gradually tightened, finally curbing Ye Feng's voice.

Yan Yu's sneer echoed in the world of cursing. His ugly face hung high in the air, and he grinned with a proud corner of his mouth: "Ye Feng, you can't beat me. No matter what, you alone are impossible to defeat me. I really don't know what the barbarians think. Do you have a brain twitch? How could you trust a human."

"Tell you honestly, you were indeed going to die, but it was not that early. It should be a few months later. After all, I am the supreme ruler of the underground dark city, and I have a lot of things to be busy with. Who cares about the orders issued by the Judicial Council, right?" Yan Yu said to himself.

Ye Feng's whole face was red, but for any pain, he glared at Yan Yu fiercely, his terrible look no less than before.

Yan Yu was glared at the look and couldn't help but tremble for a moment, but the next moment he burst into laughter, "Ye Feng, I admit that you are really scary. But in comparison, I am the most scary."

"Is there anything else in this world that can surpass the power of the curse? The power of the curse is very powerful, powerful enough to control everything." Yan Yu said hideously.

The red line on Ye Feng's neck tightened, and he was about to hang Ye Feng high. If this red line perfectly hung Ye Feng, it means that Ye Feng was cursed forever. In other words, Yan Yu completely controlled Ye Feng, and Ye Feng became Yan Yu's puppet!

Yan Yu looked at Ye Feng's unwilling eyes and felt extremely happy. He said, "Ye Feng, do you know how happy I am now? Just now, I was completely crushed by you, but the next moment, you were perfectly controlled by me. And in the next moment, you will become my slave and one of my millions of puppets."

"To be honest, you are the first strong man who can maintain consciousness in my curse world. However, you still overestimate yourself. Curse is absolutely!" Yan Yu said wildly.

Ye Feng now realized why Yan Yu was so weak and could still be so rampant here. It turned out that he had a bug-like dangerous technique.

If Tula Ruoming is powerful, he is pulling out the power of the abyss hell, then Yan Yu is pulling people into the abyss hell.

However, it was too late to realize this.

Yan Yu's curse technique is indeed his master in the entire world of curses.

"If this continues, the consciousness will soon be gone. Now I can only try harder. I can't just watch him take away my consciousness!" Ye Feng said unwillingly, and then his hand stretched forward.

"Shendao Tianzhao Scroll, go!" After Ye Feng waved his hand, the Shindao Tianzhao Scroll flew away quickly like a golden dart.

Yan Yu was shocked, and his heart suddenly became panicked, but slowly he changed back to normal, and laughed: "Ye Feng, don't make unnecessary struggles. In the world of cursing, this is my world. No matter what you throw, it will become controlled by me."

The Shindo Tianzhao scroll suddenly turned into a scroll while flying, and unfolded in a rapid flight in the air.

Yan Yu's huge hand enveloped the red air, and he wanted to take away the flying Shinto Tianzhao scroll.

Just as his hand was about to get the Shinto Tianzhao scroll, a strange force suddenly burst out, and a strong sense of boundary isolation of Yan Yu's giant hand.

Yan Yu was completely stunned and said in surprise: "What? This is an ancient thing?"

"The domain in the domain?!" Yan Yu was almost going crazy.

There is a vast space inside the Shinto Tianzhao scroll. Ye Feng seemed to think of this and sacrificed the Shinto Tianzhao scroll.

The Cursed World is originally a space domain. After the Shinto Tianzhao scroll is unfolded, the space domain inside the scroll is released. Because the space domain of the Shinto Tianzhao scroll is too huge, the space domain of the Cursed World is resisted.

The collision between the two space fields is the barrier.

Yan Yu never expected that this would be possible.

Just when he remembered to break the barrier quickly, the Shinto Tianzhao scroll had already escaped from his pursuit and turned into a rotating flying blade, like a flower knife, spinning and cutting everything.

Frustrated!

The scroll of Shinto Tianzhao like a flower blade shines with golden light under the red red. The red lines hanging on their heads all fell down at this moment.

When the red thread on the necks of those puppets was cut off, it was the moment when the soul woke up. All the casual cultivators seemed to have regained their lives at this moment and were saved from their suffocation again.

Ye Feng looked at the rescued cultivators in front of him, and suddenly felt relieved, and the fearlessness in his eyes became even more obvious.

Yan Yu went crazy and furious. The roar in the air was like thunder, and he roared: "Ye Feng, I will definitely tear you into pieces! I will never forgive you!"

Countless stunning giant hands flew out from the red blood pool, like countless evil black hands, constantly gushing out from the dirty black blood pool.

Long black-handed ghost claws suddenly grabbed all the puppets with red lines.

After the puppets who had regained their freedom were captured, the black-handed ghost claws actually sent them directly to the top.

At the top of the world of cursing is Yan Yu's face.

He is eating all these escaped puppets!

Ye Feng couldn't move, so he could only watch Yan Yu eat the puppet he had worked hard to release. The coldness on his neck became heavier, but his consciousness was becoming clearer for some reason. The murderous intent gradually ignited in Ye Feng's eyes, "I can't forgive!!!"

......

In the Qingfeng City Medical Palace, Quan Yong suddenly sat up in shock.

"How is it? How do you feel now?" Hong Qingyan came into her eyes. She frowned and asked with a serious face.

Quan Yong was seriously injured. The opponent he faced had evil magic, and several scars on his body were swallowed.

Devouring means that a part of the body is not destroyed or injured by harm, but part of the body is actually still in the body, but it is devouring its body.

This is a scar that is difficult to heal, because the body determines that you have not been hurt, which suspends your self-healing function of the wound, and seriously even affects the supply of the power of the soul.

The injuries on Quan Yong's body were not just this strange place. His head was hit hard and killed, and this attack completely killed Quan Yong's lifeline.

In other words, Quanyong's subsequent cultivation may not be able to maintain it, and it will become a long-term cancer, blocking all the meridians in Quanyong's body.

"Mr. Ye, has Mr. Ye gone? Can't let him go! No! I remembered it, I finally remembered it. No, I must go and save him right now!" Quan Yong said in panic, and he wanted to get out of bed and charge.

But his body was extremely stiff, and the pain exploded in his body like a bomb. Quan Yong rolled off the bed with a bang. The severe pain brought by his body numbed him, and he fell to the ground in great pain.

Hong Qingyan was shocked and then very angry, "We tried our best to save you. How can you treat yourself like this?"

Seeing this, the doctors next to him came over to help Quan Yong onto the bed.

"No, no! I can't let Lord Ye die in vain. I should make it clear, Yan Yu... Yan Yu practiced the technique of controlling others! As long as someone sees his red eyes, anyone will be cursed for it! Even the strongest emperor will definitely be defeated by the curse after a long time!" Quan Yong shouted, even if he was trembling with pain, he would still shout out the truth.

He didn't know why in the most desperate situation, he thought of this little human race, Ye Feng at the first time.

He ran away from Qingfeng City without hesitation and begged Ye Feng to save their border city.

I originally thought Ye Feng would not take risks because of this. After all, the one who died was the barbarians. As long as the human race could make a profit from it, they still care about what fate would be.

However, Ye Feng agreed without hesitation and promised to rescue all the hostages of the Libarbarians.

Quan Yong was extremely relieved after hearing this, but now he suddenly woke up and really wanted to slap himself, "How could I be so damn? Didn't I let Lord Ye jump into the fire pit? I'm so heartless!"

Hong Qingyan couldn't help but tremble when she heard the backhand and asked anxiously: "Brother, what are you talking about? Is the Lord Ye in your mouth Ye Feng?"

When Quan Yong heard this, he hurriedly shouted to Hong Qingyan: "You know Ye Feng, right? You are very strong, right? Hurry, I'm afraid it's too late, you should bring this to Lord Ye quickly. Otherwise, he will really die!"

Hong Qingyan was confused when she heard this, and her back was sweating coldly, "What, what?!"

Quan Yong suddenly pulled out a short blade, cut a hole in his hand, and then pulled out a small bottle from his body. He endured the severe pain and filled his blood.

"What are you doing?" Hong Qingyan said anxiously.

"Please, just believe me once. I will never forget my life-saving grace. Feng Yanyan, as a scattered cultivator who saved our border cities, has become the greatest honor in my life. I can't let Lord Ye die like this for nothing..." Quan Yong said hurriedly, and forced the small bottle filled with his blood to pass.

"The opponents that Lord Ye faces have very powerful techniques, and only this thing can be cracked. Hurry up! Go now! Otherwise, there will be no time, Lord Ye will be controlled by the Demon Horn Clan!" Quan Yong begged.
Chapter completed!