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Chapter 1287 Is this the limit?

"Give up! No one can escape the gaze of the Red Demon Eye. Everything the Red Demon Eye stares will be dominated by me forever! This is the power of curses, the power of curses!" Yan Yu's eyes opened, and blood burst out, and two blood and tears flowed down.

Yan Yu's hideous face was extremely creepy. He didn't know at all and didn't want to care. Now he just wanted to suppress Ye Feng hard, so he didn't believe it. A small human race could break through the power of the curse.

ridiculous!

Ye Feng could no longer hear any sound, his sight was only dark, and all the light in the dark was himself.

"It seems that the magic horn clan's evil magic is very powerful, and he underestimated him. I originally wanted to struggle for a while, but it seems that it's only a matter of time." Ye Feng's mentality was very calm, and he was even eager to try. He wanted to see how long he could resist.

Compared to Tula Ruoming's trick to make everyone forget his forbidden art, Yan Yu's curse power and damage seem to be nothing to mention to Ye Feng.

A ball of fire suddenly ignited from the darkness. Ye Feng looked at him and saw the blazing fire constantly bursting and rolling until the last blade lit up.

Ye Feng smiled and said confidently: "You want to follow me at the ends of the world?"

The flame blood blade appeared from the fire, and the violent flames roared, as if responding to Ye Feng's question.

Ye Feng's soul was pulled out of the world of cursed, which was equivalent to being penetrated into the eighteenth level of hell and being pulled out of the abyss.

But even so, the Flame Blood Blade still came with it, as if it was already one with Ye Feng. The sword blade with the sword spirit has its own independent consciousness. It obviously didn't come, but it came resolutely.

"Okay! Since you are here, let's make a big fuss with me! It's a mess here! "Ye Feng's smile became stronger, his hand raised, and the Flame Blood Blade flew over quickly. Ye Feng grabbed the Flame Blood Blade with a handle, and the power was constantly filled with power. This was the spark that would only occur when he collided with Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was very awake. He knew what situation he was in, and the cursed world was almost impossible.

This is the complete realm of Yan Yu. Ye Feng underestimated the integrity of Yan Yu's realm. This cursed world has existed for a long time. Even though Yan Yu's strength is immature, he has accumulated over a hundred years and has completely built the cursed world to perfection.

All the rules under the complete realm are determined by the master, and the world law formulated by Yan Yu is the iron law.

Just like the laws of heaven and earth in the small world of magic power, it is extremely restrictive of everything in this world.

Yan Yu is equivalent to creating a small world. The laws of heaven and earth in this small world are what he said and decided, and cannot be changed, nor can it be shaken.

But even so, Ye Feng lit up his confident eyes, the curve of the corners of his mouth was very chic, and his kingly posture was fully displayed.

From Yan Yu's perspective, Ye Feng's soul was tenaciously resisting the red line. He was closing his eyes, but the corners of his mouth raised an uncomfortable smile.

"Ye Feng, you are about to die, why are you laughing at? What are you laughing at? I want to let you know what despair is! Wait! Wait for me!" Yan Yu roared wildly, and his hands suddenly made strange gestures.

At this time, the sky that cursed the world became darker and redder, and the bright red blood dyed everything red.

Rumble...

I saw drizzling in the red sky, but when I looked closely, it would definitely make me breathe.

Countless red eyeballs fell from the air, attacking the densely packed puppets of scattered cultivators hanging in the air without any difference. When these puppets touched these red eyeballs.

Suddenly it expanded and exploded!

The hanging soul puppets actually opened their eyes together.

They were expressionless and lifeless, but now they screamed in pain.

The red eyeballs seemed to contain extremely painful power, as if the pain of being cut into pieces was hidden in it. When these red eyeballs touched the souls of the scattered cultivator's puppet, the souls felt the pain comparable to tearing.

The body is split together, the soul is torn and broken, and endless pain is scraping everything!

For a moment, the entire magical world caused extreme panic.

There are countless puppets of scattered cultivators controlled by Yan Yu. Many of their bodies have freedom and are scattered in every corner of the magic world.

The world of curses, their souls are hanging.

In other words, the move Yan Yu released harmed all souls without discrimination, and the aura of despair in the curse world became even stronger.

In the power of curse, the heavier the aura of despair, the stronger the power will be.

At this moment, the puppets of the cultivators scattered in all walks of life in the world of magic power all screamed in pain, kneeling on the ground and screaming. Some puppets of cultivators went crazy and killed the people around them with one knife!

There was a riot in the entire world of magic power. What's even more terrifying is that the casual cultivators who were killed did not die, but were strangely hung up by invisible power, and his soul was forced to pull into the world of cursed!

Yan Yu's indiscriminate attack was not for no reason, he forced him to gather more soul puppets.

"Ye Feng, make a fuss, you are forcing me. I want this riot to stir up everything! In this way, the more puppets there are in the curse world, the closer my immortal body will be to infinite. No matter how many abilities you have, you can't defeat me at all!" Yan Yu shouted with a wicked smile.

"Still hold on, see who is the final winner!" Yan Yu seemed to be in the hands of the victory. This game with Ye Feng seemed to be a sure win.

Ye Feng knew nothing at all. A blood blade of flame suddenly appeared on his hand, and the churning fire was thriving. The ignition of light shone on the entire world of curses.

For a moment, the redness of the cursed world became lighter, and the color of despair was dimmed, and the light of flames conquered everyone.

Ye Feng's eyes were closed tightly, and the red line was shrinking, making him feel the endless darkness, so he simply closed his eyes directly.

The sound in his ears had long been deprived of, and Ye Feng seemed to have entered a state of nothingness at this moment.

"You are Yan Yu, right? I can't hear or see now, but I can guess that you are talking wildly in front of me. But don't worry, I don't care about everything you say. Since I can crush you once, no matter how many times, I will crush you again." Ye Feng smiled with a smile, his wrist turned gorgeously, and the flame blood blade swung, floating with floating fireworks, and murderous intent was blew by the bleak firecrackers.

"You struggle just by doing my best, I will destroy your world!" Ye Feng spoke wildly, and with a whoosh, his figure suddenly disappeared.

After hearing this, Yan Yu said these words seemed to choke his throat, blocking him from the air, and he was furious and shouted: "Ye Feng, why are you fart! This is my fucking realm, and no matter what, I have the final say! This is the world dominated by me. If I say that if you die, you must die for me! Why? Why do you anger me! You die for me!!!"

However, Yan Yu's heart was still panicked because of this. He was trembling with fear. His eyes were already infected by blood, and the red color was shrouded in his sight, as if he was the puppet of the cursed world at this moment.

"Where is it? Where is it?!" Yan Yu's concreteness was in the world of curses. He held thick red lines tightly in his hand. These red lines condensed a large amount of cursed power. As soon as Ye Feng's figure appeared, he would shake these red lines and grasp Ye Feng's soul firmly.

But Yan Yu was nervous for a long time and didn't see Ye Feng's figure. In this huge cursed world, the cursed world dominated by him, Yan Yu could actually miss a person.

The temperature around him suddenly rose and the prison became crazy. In fact, he had only waited for one breath, but for him, Ye Feng's disappearance was too long.

Ye Feng could feel the scorching gaze, and the moment he turned his head, his figure appeared.

"You!" Yan Yu was speechless. Ye Feng actually stood quietly in front of him. He could touch Ye Feng with just one hand, but he did not dare to move.

Because of the roar, a thick fire burst out all over Yan Yu's body. The explosion of fire was like a nuclear bomb, and huge fire balls kept rolling in the air.

Yan Yu couldn't imagine what a huge force this was. It burst out with fire in an instant, and the fire was still expanding, and it was like swallowing the entire curse world!

All, almost all the souls of the casual cultivator puppets hanging in the world of curses, were burned instantly, and countless soul puppets fell from the air.

"Ye Feng. Ye Feng!!!" Yan Yu was very angry. Ye Feng actually stirred up the world of cursing him in an instant, almost destroying the soul of his scattered cultivator puppet that he had accumulated for a hundred years in an instant!

Ye Feng, who destroyed everything, stood in front of him very arrogantly.

It seemed to be sticking to his face and spitting at him.

Yan Yu immediately pulled out the red line in his hand. He was angry and his eyes opened and red blood splattered from it. As he waved his hands, countless red lines formed by the power of curses flew out.

Red thread like hair cuts everything, and a terrifying force comes overwhelmingly.

Ye Feng could clearly feel the crisis. Even though his six senses have dissipated, his spiritual consciousness is already at its peak and he can even predict the arrival of the crisis in advance.

The flame blood blade slid with a graceful curve, the tail flame of the flame flickered, and the redness was suppressed by the light. Now the entire world of curses is Ye Feng's home court.

All the red lines of Yan Yu were cut down, and the entire world of cursed was the battlefield for them. The sound of fire explosions blew around him, and anger could no longer be used to describe the emotions between them.

"Die me!" Yan Yu turned on the curse, and the red words suddenly fell from the sky.

boom!!!

Ye Feng was shocked suddenly, his gaze suddenly opened, all the darkness was dispersed, and the six consciousnesses returned.

However, when he opened his eyes, he saw a huge word death in front of him.

Ye Feng wanted to twitch his fingers, but for some reason, he didn't move.
Chapter completed!
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