Ye Feng saw it at this time.

When those symbols touch the power in the box, the latter was immediately entangled by those symbols.

Hulala...

Those symbols seemed to be conscious and were actually swallowing the power in the box frantically, like countless babies eating, Ye Feng could hear the sound of chewing things one by one.

"The power of the curse is so terrible that it has just recovered and can suppress the blood demon at will.

This blood demon should have a very ancient existence. When he was placed there for thousands of years, he was so weak in front of the power of curses.

It seems that the power of curses is not power at all, but the organs, cells, luck, will, essence, blood, soul, and even destiny that invisibly affect others. No matter how powerful your cultivation power is, it cannot escape the invasion of the power of curses.

According to what the Black Qilin said, the power of curses curses the world, causing the sun and the moon to sink and the world to collapse.

The power of curses can even curse the way of heaven, let alone the billions of living creatures that survive under the way of heaven!”

Ye Feng was shocked physically and mentally.

The terrifying power of the curse was far beyond his cognition.

A blood demon, an ancient existence, actually did not take any advantage in the face of the curse power that had just recovered.

This is no longer a force that is confronting, but a naked judgment and oppression.

It is like a god standing in front of a tiny ant, saying that he must die, and he must die with absolute oppression.

Boom!

For a moment, the power in the box was suppressed, and the blood-colored little hand was destroyed and he grabbed the box directly.

The boundless evil power sealed the box tightly, and it would be useless to make it difficult for the existence in the box to struggle.

"No...Impossible. Although my power has not been fully restored, it also has one-tenth of its power at its peak. You are a little evil spirit. Why are you suppressed by you? I am unwilling to accept it, unwilling to accept it..."

He was a blood demon, and before he could finish his words, he was destroyed by the power of the blood-colored little hand.

The blood-colored little hand directly crushed the box, and the boundless terrifying power leaked out of the box.

Feeling the surging power, the dense little hands squirming even more crazy. They are snatching power, one is more greedy, blood-killing, and cruel. It seems that desire has no end. They will swallow as much as they have.

Especially, as the power was constantly divided, Ye Feng actually saw that the dense blood-colored little hands began to grow.

For example, there were a hundred blood-colored hands before, but now there is another one more visible to the naked eye, growing continuously.

It was not until the blood demon's power was completely swallowed and the blood demon's will disappeared, and the blood-colored hands stopped.

But now the number of blood-colored hands is twice as many as before, and it looks even more terrifying, terrifying and terrifying.

"Great Lord, it's dead..."

As the blood demon disappeared, the black-robed monks who were scared to the side were suddenly desperate.

Their voices trembled, their minds were blank, and they didn't understand why the extremely majestic Lord in their hearts was easily killed by those blood-colored little hands.

They can't accept it all.

“Huff…”

However, the blood-colored little hands don't care about these things.

Now that the blood demon is dead, the bloody little hands look at the black-robed monk.

The poor monk in black robe was still arrogant before, but now he has become like this.

They saw the bloody little hands swallowing them, and they were panicked and wanted to escape from here.

But it was too late, and the blood-colored little hands could even suppress the blood demon, let alone them.

They didn't even have room to resist, and they were swallowed by their blood-colored hands, leaving nothing behind.

"The curse comes to the world, and the night is coming, the world is vast, my God of Curses is back..."

After doing all this, the blood-colored little hand returned to the woman's body.

It can be seen that there was no wound on his abdomen, and there was no injury on his body.

But at this moment, the woman was no longer a woman, but a man with an extremely weird appearance.

His hair was bloody and his eyes were bloody. There were countless blood-colored silk threads on his face, which filled the entire face. You can see that there was still blood flowing in the silk thread, which was strange and terrifying.

The clothes on his body are no longer gray, but have changed into a blood-colored robe. On the robe, there are countless small hands squirming and ferocious. The pictures are constantly flashing, all of which are the images of the destruction of heaven and earth from ancient times to the present. There are pictures of how the cursed god was born, how they cursed the world, and finally how they were suppressed by thousands of gods...

You can still hear the cry of the resentful infant, the struggle of human beings, the fear of immortals, the despair of gods, and even the roars and roars of the dead in hell.

He stood there alone, deep and calm. In Ye Feng's eyes, he gave him a strange feeling that he could not tell. It seemed that the one standing in front of him was a curse god, and he was less than a hundred meters away from the curse god.

"Don't move, never move. The cursed body is born with a strong sense of life aura. Now all the living bodies around have disappeared, and you are the only one. Even if I use the original aura to hide you, I still don't have much confidence. The strength of this cursed body is too terrifying. It shouldn't be. It's just revived. In my impression, there shouldn't be such a strong curse power. This cursed body is not simple!"

The cursed body is terrifying, and the Black Kirin is extremely clear, so when the blood demon is killed by the power of the curse, the Black Kirin still risked the exposure of the breath and released a trace of the origin of hell without hesitation, wrapping Ye Feng, and perfectly integrating Ye Feng and hell.

Although Ye Feng has the chaotic true energy, after all, his strength is there. With Ye Feng's current realm, he cannot perfectly merge with hell. However, the origin of hell is different. It wraps around Ye Feng, and Ye Feng has the chaotic true energy complement each other, allowing Ye Feng to perfectly merge with hell's origin.

But even so, the Black Qilin was still worried. The cursed body had too many unknowns and mystery. Throughout history, the abilities of each generation of cursed body have been slightly different. Although Ye Feng merged with the origin of hell, he didn't know whether he could escape this disaster when facing this cursed body.

"Everything is really not going well. I have encountered everything... Now that the curse body is revived and appears in hell again, is it possible that hell will be in big trouble?"

Ye Feng was also extremely nervous and thought to himself that he was unlucky.

His breath and hell are now at the same frequency, and his breathing is not on his breath, for fear of clues being discovered by the cursed body.

"No, although it has a strong strength after its recovery, it still dares not face the entire hell head-on. Hell is not that simple. There are countless strong people, and immortal existences are more terrifying. If the curse body appears openly, its end will only be killed!"

The Black Kirin knew that the current curse body was still in its growth stage and did not dare to openly curse hell, otherwise it would be better to destroy it by itself, and this curse body was not that stupid.
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