The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Curse the world, crimson will always be the main color here.

However, the cursed world that has been shrouded in crimson for a hundred years is illuminated by a strange light, and the entire cursed world seems to be shrouded.

The red thread that gathered the power of the curse was coiled into a hanging rope, and the terrifying rope was flying towards Ye Feng's neck at an extremely fast speed.

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

"Ah!!—" Ye Feng roared angrily, but the red thread gradually tightened, and finally restrained Ye Feng's voice.

Yan Prison's ridicule reverberated in the cursed world, his ugly face hung high in the air, and he grinned triumphantly and said: "Ye Feng, you can't beat me. No matter what, you are a human race, it is impossible to beat me!" Me. I really don’t know what the barbarians think, are they out of their minds? How could they trust a human race.”

"To tell you the truth, you were indeed going to die, but it wasn't that early. It should be a few months later, which is the date of your death. After all, I am the supreme ruler of the underground dark city, and I have many things to do. Who cares about the orders issued by the Tribunal, right?" Yan Prison seemed to be talking to himself.

Ye Feng's entire face was red from being strangled, but he didn't show any painful expression, and stared fiercely at Yan Prison, his terrifying appearance was no less than before.

Yan Prison was stared at by this stare, couldn't help shaking, but the next moment he laughed again, "Ye Feng, I admit that you are indeed scary. But in comparison, I am the scariest."

"Is there anything in this world that can surpass the power of the curse? The power of the curse is very powerful, so powerful that it can control everything." Yan Prison said fiercely.

The red thread around Ye Feng's neck was tightened, and he was about to hang Ye Feng up high. If the red thread perfectly hung Ye Feng, it meant that Ye Feng was cursed forever. In other words, Yan Prison completely controlled him. Ye Feng, and Ye Feng has become a puppet of prison!
Yan Prison looked at Ye Feng's unwilling eyes, feeling extremely happy, and said, "Ye Feng, do you know how happy I am now? Just now, I was completely crushed by you, but the next moment, you will be crushed by me." It's under perfect control. And the next moment, you will become my slave, one of my thousands of puppets."

"To be honest, you are the first, the only strong person who can stay awake in my cursed world. However, you still overestimate yourself. The curse is absolute!" Yan Prison said wildly.

Ye Feng has now fully realized that why Yan Prison is so weak and can be so rampant here is because he has dangerous spells like bugs.

If it is said that Tula Ruoming is powerful in drawing out the power of the abyss hell, then the prison is to pull people into the abyss hell.

However, it was too late to realize this.

Yan Prison's curse technique is indeed his master in the entire cursed world.

"If things go on like this, consciousness will disappear soon, now I can only fight hard, I can't just watch him take my consciousness away like this!" Ye Feng said unwillingly, and then he stretched his hand forward rise.

"Scroll of Divine Dao and Heavenly Edict, go!" After Ye Feng waved his hand away, the scroll of Divine Dao of Heavenly Edict flew away from it like a golden dart.

Yan Prison was startled, and his heart suddenly panicked, but slowly returned to his normal state, he laughed and said: "Ye Feng, don't make unnecessary struggles. Cursing the world, this is my world, no matter what you throw, Everything becomes under my control."

The Scroll of Divine Dao Tianzhao suddenly turned into a scroll and unfolded in a rapid flyby in the air.

Yan Prison's huge hand descended from the crimson sky, and he wanted to snatch the Divine Dao Tianzhao scroll that was flying by.

Just when he was about to get the scroll of the Divine Dao Tianzhao in his hand, suddenly a strange force exploded, and the strong sense of boundary isolated Yan Prison's giant hand.

Yan Prison was completely dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "What? This, this is an ancient thing?"

"A domain within a domain?!" Yan Prison almost went crazy.

There is a vast space inside the scroll of the divine way of heavenly edict, Ye Feng seemed to have thought of this, so he sacrificed the scroll of divine way of heavenly edict.

The cursed world is originally a space field. After the scroll of the divine way of heaven is unfolded, the space field inside the scroll is released. Because the space field of the scroll of the divine way of heaven is too large, the space field of the cursed world is resisted.

The collision of two space domains is the barrier.

Yan prison never expected that it could be like this.

Just when he thought of breaking the barrier quickly, the scroll of the divine way of heaven had already escaped his pursuit and turned into a spinning flying blade, cutting everything like a flower knife.

Huh huh huh!
The flower blade-like Scroll of Divine Dao Edict shone with golden light under the crimson red, and the red threads hanging from the heads of the thousands of puppets hanging in the air were all chopped off at this moment.

When the red thread on the puppet's neck was cut off, it was the moment when the soul was awakened. All casual cultivators seemed to regain their lives at this moment, and were rescued from suffocation again.

Ye Feng looked at the casual cultivators who were rescued in front of him, he suddenly felt relieved, and the fearlessness in his eyes became even more apparent.

Yan Prison went mad with rage, roaring in the air like thunder, roaring: "Ye Feng, I will definitely tear you to pieces! I will never forgive you!"

Countless terrifying giant hands flew out of the crimson blood pool, like countless evil black hands, gushing out of the dirty black blood pool continuously.

The long black-handed ghost claws suddenly grabbed all the puppets whose red lines had been cut.

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

Cursing the top of the world is the face of the prison.

He is eating all these escaped puppets!
Ye Feng couldn't move, he could only watch helplessly as Yan Prison devoured the puppet he had painstakingly released, the cold feeling on his neck became heavier and heavier, but his consciousness became clearer and clearer for some reason, and the murderous intent gradually appeared in Ye Feng's eyes Suddenly, "Unforgivable!!!"

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

"How is it? How do you feel now?" Hong Qingyan came into view, she frowned and asked sternly.

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

Swallowing up means that a certain part of the body is not destroyed or injured by injury, but a part of the body is actually still on the body, but it is swallowing its body.

This is a wound that is difficult to heal, because the body believes that you have not been hurt, and suspends your self-healing function on the wound, and even affects the supply of spiritual power in severe cases.

And Quan Yong's injuries were not limited to this strange spot, his head was slammed to death, and this attack completely killed Quan Yong's lifeblood.

That is to say, Quan Yong's subsequent practice may not be able to continue, and it will become a long-term cancer, blocking all the meridians of Quan Yong's body.

"Master Ye, has Master Ye gone? You can't let him go! You can't! I remembered, I finally remembered. No, I must rescue him right now!" Quan Yong panicked, he wanted to get out of bed and charge and go.

But his body was extremely stiff, the pain was like a bomb exploding in his body, Quan Yong fell out of bed with a bang, the severe pain from his whole body numbed him, and he fell to the ground in great pain.

Hong Qingyan was startled, and then very angry, "We tried our best to save you, how could you treat yourself like this?!"

Seeing this, the doctors next to him came over one after another and helped Quan Yong to the bed.

"No, no! I can't let Lord Ye sacrifice in vain. I should make it clear that the art he practiced is to control others! As long as anyone sees his red eye, whoever will be punished for it Curse! No matter how strong the emperor is, after a long time, he will definitely be defeated by the curse!" Quan Yong shouted, even if the pain made him tremble, he still wanted to shout out the truth.

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

They ran away from Qingfeng City regardless of their own safety, and begged Ye Feng to rescue them from the frontier city.

Originally thought that Ye Feng would not take risks because of this, after all, it was the barbarians who died, and as long as the human race could benefit from it, they didn't care about their lives.

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

Quan Yong was extremely relieved after hearing this, but now he suddenly woke up, and really wanted to slap himself, "How can I be so damned, didn't I let Mr. Ye jump into the fire pit? I have no conscience!"

Hong Qingyan could not help but tremble after hearing this, and asked anxiously: "Little brother, what are you talking about? Is the Master Ye you are talking about Ye Feng?"

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

Hong Qingyan was confused when he heard it, and his back was sweating, "What, what?!"

Quan Yong suddenly pulled out a short blade, slashed his hand, and took out an empty vial from his body, enduring the severe pain and pouring his own blood into it.

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

"Please, just trust me once. I will never forget Master Ye's kindness to me in saving my life. It is already the greatest honor in my life for Feng Wu to save the casual cultivators of our frontier city. I can Master Ye can't just die like this for nothing," Quan Yong said hastily, and forced the vial filled with his blood.

"The opponent Master Ye is facing has a very powerful spell, and only this thing can break it. Hurry up! Go now! Otherwise, there will be no time, and Master Ye will be controlled by the magic-horned tribe!" Quan Yong pleaded. .

After hearing this, Hong Qingyan immediately called someone over, "Quickly, call the fastest person from Qingfeng City over!"