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Chapter 1492 Master of the eighth floor, Supreme True God Awakened(1/2)

The consciousness was dissipating, Luo Feng's power was dissipating at an astonishing speed, and the soul felt a strong burning sensation.

The other party was actually absorbing his vitality.

The cursed creature also discovered that Luo Feng was so delicious, and he was the only one in his eyes.

He shot out all the way and broke one mountain after another. Luo Feng grabbed the other party's arm tightly and tried his best to break free.

But useless.

Despair made people feel suffocated, and Luo Feng could clearly feel that his vitality was declining rapidly.

"Help me!" Luo Feng rushed all his strength and shouted to the powerful men of the Nine-Level Bronze Tower.

"Here you come!"

"Here you come!"

"Here you come!"

After the words came, the bronze light was soaring. The nine-level bronze tower rose into the sky and turned into Optimus Prime and stood between the sky and the earth. The phantom old man sat on the nine-level bronze tower. He slapped the cursed creature with a picture of the void.

At the same time, the spiritual master also activated his spiritual power, and the black iron chains all over the sky came out from the inside, entangling the cursed creatures, limiting his movements.

Xiao Shaka controlled the Bodhi tree in the tower, and the golden light turned into a cut and slashed on the cursed creature's arm.

Rumbled, Luo Feng was affected by the powerful explosion, but he also took the opportunity to get rid of the constraints, fell on the earth, and rolled up rapidly.

"Puff!"

Luo Feng held his body with one hand and spit out a mouthful of fishy black blood. The curse power in his body unscrupulously destroyed his organs.

"roar!"

A roar echoed through the sky, and the cursed creature slapped the nine-level bronze tower behind him.

"clang!"

The Nine-level Bronze Tower shook violently, and it didn't move at all!

This scene stunned the cursed creature, looking down at his palm in confusion.

"Luo Feng, go!" The old man phantom forced his last trace of consciousness and shouted.

The cursed creature rushed towards Luo Feng. Luo Feng exhausted all his strength and activated his space ability. He retreated to the space station behind him, but the cursed creature stood on his legs.

"What a fast speed!"

A cold light flashed, and Luo Feng cut off his right foot without hesitation. The next moment he fled directly into the Nine-level Bronze Tower.

Seeing this, the old man with a phantom waved his hand and the nine-level bronze tower soared into the sky.

The cursed creature chased after him and punched the tower.

This punch is even more devastating, and it is about to destroy the Nine-Level Bronze Tower.

A muffled bronze sound echoed every corner, and the light on the tower body dimmed, and a fist mark was actually smashed.

"No, he is going to come in this monster!" The old man phantom's face turned pale.

Seeing the cursed creature coming in with the Nine-Level Bronze Tower, a sigh sounded.

"retreat!"

As a retreat sounded, the cursed creature hugged his head, and his whole body fell to the ground like an electricity cut off.

At this moment, Luo Feng escaped from the trap and the Nine-level Bronze Tower disappeared.

......

"ah!"

The wailing sound of pain resounded throughout the nine-level bronze tower. Luo Feng hit the bronze wall like crazy, hoping to relieve the pain brought to his body by the power of curse.

"What should I do? This kid's body has been stained with too much curse power. Any trace of it is enough to destroy a galactic master, but he... so much."

The old man Phantom was also so nervous, but he didn't dare to get close.

They are all souls, and the power of curses is very lethal to them.

"Little monk, think of a solution quickly," said the spiritual master.

In the seventh level, Xiao Shaka also grabbed his ears and cheeks, "No, no matter how powerful the Bodhi tree is, it is impossible to eliminate so many curses."

"What should I do!"

All three of them watched Luo Feng hurt himself.

"It's so painful, it's so painful. Kill me, kill me!"

Luo Feng's seven orifices collapsed, and the smelly juice continued to flow out.

"Kill me!"

"Bring him to me!"

At this moment, a low voice rang out throughout the nine-level bronze tower.

"Who is it?"

The mentalist was stunned.

Xiao Shaka pointed at his neighbor upstairs tremblingly.

"Okay...it seems to be the guy on the eighth floor!"

"What, hasn't there been no owner on the eighth floor?"

"I...I don't know either," Xiao Shaka looked confused.

The Phantom Old Man is the only special resident who can operate freely in the Nine-Level Bronze Tower.

Without any hesitation, the old man Phantom was harmed by the curse and took Luo Feng toward the eighth floor.

The door on the eighth floor has indeed been opened.

It was a deep universe, with the galaxy tilting all over the sky, condensed into countless worlds.

"Where are you?" The old man phantom's soul was dim and he endured the pain of his soul.

"I'm here!"

Deep in the thousands of nebula, a figure sitting cross-legged in the universe stretched out a hand.

As soon as his big hand came out, the stars in the sky trembled, turning into a bank to wrap Luo Feng who had completely fainted.

As the Galaxy bathed in Luo Feng, something amazing happened, and the curse aura on Luo Feng's body stabilized.

Seeing this, the old man Phantom breathed a sigh of relief, but his soul suffered a severe blow and was about to dissipate.

"You feel sorry for this kid. I have seen you protect him from the very beginning. Is it worth it?" asked the owner of the eighth floor space.

The phantom old man's soul was broken.

"It seems you can't answer my question," the owner of the eighth floor space waved his hand, reunited the soul of the old man phantom, and threw it into this galaxy with purification effect.

As time passed, Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and the severe pain became much more stable.

"What's going on?" Luo Feng looked at the phantom old man beside him and found that his soul was extremely weak. "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

"In order to bring you here, his soul invades the power of the curse. Boy, you owe him too much," sighed the owner of the eighth floor space.

"Senior..." Luo Feng was moved and blamed himself.

"But don't worry, his soul is much stronger than you, and he will recover soon after recuperation here, but your problem is very serious."

"That's good," Luo Feng completely forgot the second half, but after hearing the phantom of the old man recuperating, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who are you?" Luo Feng looked at the universe curiously.

"It doesn't matter. You're still in the Nine-Level Bronze Tower, you just need to know this."

"Is this..."

“This is the eighth floor space.”

"The eighth floor!" Luo Feng was stunned. He thought there would be no one on the eighth floor.

What about the ninth floor?

At this moment, Luo Feng realized that the origin of the Nine-Level Bronze Tower was even worse than he had imagined.

"Boy, your name is Luo Feng, right? The owner of the poster below called you that before. I'm not wrong, right?"

"Sister Luo Feng, thank you for your help," Luo Feng said gratefully.

"Don't thank me, it's just that the noise outside is too noisy, which makes me irritated, so I can take action to bring you."

"And I'm sorry, the curse power in your body is too huge. I can't purify it all. At present, your situation is only stable, but once the stopping power goes wild again, you are still in danger."

Luo Feng frowned, and then accepted it happily after being silent for a moment.

“What will happen?”

"You will become a cursed creature, be confused, kill and control you, and all relatives close to you will die ominously."
To be continued...
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