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Chapter 1385 Horror Stone Statue(1/2)

When Quan Yong heard this, he was suddenly startled, "Brother Ye, are you sure?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "No problem, just try."

The underground city has a unique set of iron laws, and Quan Yong almost completely inherited the dominance of the underground city, Yan Prison.

Ye Feng left Yan Yu's moves to Quan Yong to practice on his own.

He intends to let Quan Yong inherit Yan Yu's moves. If Cursed World can be used in the right way and combined with the ancient power underground, it can play a great role.

Quan Yong seemed to have made a lot of determination. He took a breath and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."

The human men opened the door and Quan Yong walked inside.

The door was closed, Ye Feng and Bai Lao stood watching from a small window at the door.

Bai Lao looked worried and said: "My lord, can Quan Yong do it?"

"What if we make a mistake and he wakes up?" Bai Lao asked.

"No." Ye Feng said with firm eyes.

The room fell into darkness, and the black python whip bound the owl's entire body, like a huge cicada chrysalis.

Quan Yong's eyes suddenly opened, and a bloody light shot out from his sight, suddenly filling the entire room with red.

A red thread emerged from the owl's head. The thread was so long and thin that it was almost invisible.

Cold sweat broke out on Quan Yong's forehead. He squinted his eyes and the red thread became slightly clearer.

Then, he suddenly pulled out a sharp blade, a cold light flashed, and the red thread broke in the air.

Quan Yongdao's spirit was extremely tense, and his vision turned into a red field.

This red field is a cursed world.

Quan Yong's cursed realm is a nascent realm, not as big as the world created by Yan Yu.

Endless red, the whole area is empty.

The cursed world set up by Quan Yong is very small. He is still under construction, and the entire cursed world he has set up has not yet taken shape.

But it's enough to take down the owl.

A red silk thread hangs from the endless sky.

In the strange fog, the owl's body was revealed.

Quan Yong was trembling all over. He tried his best to see clearly what was behind the fog, but the fog became thicker and thicker.

Outside, Bai Lao stared at Quan Yong, whose whole body was shaking violently, his eyes shaking as he kept rolling his eyes, as if he had been electrocuted, and his whole body was suspended in the air.

"My lord..." Bai Laodu wanted to rush in, knock Quan Yong out completely and interrupt the spellcasting.

"If this continues, Quan Yong's body may not be able to withstand it. Yan Yu's moves are still too early for him. He should wait for some more time to settle down before implementing them..." Bai Lao couldn't help but worry.

Ye Feng stopped Mr. Bai and advised: "Everything is difficult at the beginning. This kind of opportunity is rare. I'm afraid there won't be this chance again later."

The power of the cursed world is very powerful. Quan Yong cannot activate this cursed world without Ye Feng's special permission.

When Ye Feng destroyed Yan Yu again, in order to completely cut off the power of the curse, he almost completely cut off the connection between the ancient power and the curse buried deep underground, leaving only a gap.

As for the gap that connects the cursed world, Ye Feng grasps it.

In the entire underground city, although Quan Yong appears to be the highest-ranking leader, behind the scenes Ye Feng controls everything.

As long as Ye Feng wants to, he can overthrow all the iron laws of the underground city.

After the cursed world domain is expanded, the controller will consume a lot of energy and power.

Quan Yong is facing such torture at the moment. As Ye Feng said, everything is difficult at the beginning. This is the first time that he has opened his own cursed world in a real sense.

In the sight of Ye Feng and the others, the black python whip wrapped around Xiao Xiao gradually faded away.

His eyes were wide open, but full of whites, as if his entire consciousness had been hollowed out.

The body also flew up together with Quan Yong.

Under the owl's feet, black blood was slowly flowing out from his feet that seemed to be melting.

Suddenly, red smoke came from the room.

The red smoke flew into the owl's head like a ghost in an instant. The red smoke immediately turned into a sharp red thorn and penetrated directly into the owl's head.

Accompanied by a sharp cry, it was like the cry of an evil spirit in a prison in hell.

After the howling subsided, Quan Yong dragged his tired body and walked out of the room.

His eyes were black and his face was haggard. Fortunately, his expression was filled with joy, otherwise he would really have thought he was about to die.

"Ye, Brother Ye, it's done! It's done!..." Quan Yong said with a joyful expression.

Red smoke overflowed from the room, and a ghostly figure came out tremblingly.

Bai Lao watched with his eyes open. Quan Yong's set of exercises, even if a detailed set of secrets of each move were written out and handed over to him to practice, he would not dare to practice this set of exercises.

It is recorded in ancient books that the ancient power deep underground and the mysterious destiny hidden in it are obsessed with and longed for by cultivators all over the world.

But if it were really put in front of him, he would not dare to accept it.

The ancient power is too mysterious and its power is infinite, and it is no longer something that ordinary monks can control.

One wrong step and your career will be ruined.

In Quan Yong's own blood, there is a curse connected with the deep underground for hundreds of years.

In this world, if you can practice and master this set of exercises at the fastest speed, you should be able to fully cultivate and take shape.

Ye Feng is also very satisfied. The power of the underground city is very powerful.

At that time, Yan Prison did not exert the full power of this underground city at all, and only exerted probably less than 30% of it!

What he is most in need of right now is talented people who can adapt to the power of the underground city.

Obviously, Quan Yong is one of the selected talents.

Xiao Xiao's figure was seen staggering out of the room, following Quan Yong like a servant.

Quan Yong stepped forward and saluted with clasped fists, and asked Ye Feng: "Brother Ye, I wonder what instructions you have."

Ye Feng glanced at Xiao, and with his spiritual consciousness, he saw Xiao completely.

With a thoughtful look on his face, he said: "So that's the case, no wonder..."

When Bai Lao and the others saw this, they wanted to ask more questions, but then they thought about it and had no choice but to shut up.

Under their glance, the figure of the owl was like a pool of stagnant water, with nothing visible at all.

Even if they asked something, according to their current state, knowing it would be in vain, so they could only remain silent.

Ye Feng pointed his finger suddenly, and Xiao Xiao's arms suddenly lifted up mechanically.

The small blood vessels in his arms suddenly spurted out a small stream of blood, and the pocket card buried in it shot out.

Ye Feng took it in his hand and squeezed it gently. The pocket card glowed with colorful light, but it soon dimmed, and then he flicked it.

With a whooshing sound, it invaded back through the exit of the small blood vessel.

This scene didn't even take a moment, it was completed in the blink of an eye.

Ye Feng signaled, Quan Yong nodded in response, and said to Xiao: "Go and complete your mission."

Quan Yong's fingers seemed to be controlling something. After a few gestures, Xiao Ben's hunched body immediately stood up straight.

Xiao Xiao's eyes flashed with red light. After flashing for a moment, he returned to normal. He half-knelt down and replied: "Yes! Master ordered it, and I will die to complete it."

After saying that, the figure of the owl turned into a pool of black blood and quickly swept away without a trace.

Quan Yong was stunned in place, he was flattered by what Xiao had just said.

Although he has been the lord of the border city for many years, the residents of the city who are members of the barbarian tribe are all like brothers and sisters. They are not commensurate with each other by class. They are almost brothers and sisters of the same race.

The owl suddenly behaved like a slave, which made him a little bit at a loss.

Seeing this, Mr. Bai patted his shoulder with a smile and said, "Brother Quan Yong, I see you are still young. From now on, you have to get used to it as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Quan Yong suppressed his blush. He smiled helplessly and replied: "This has just begun, and I am really not used to it."

"It's okay." Ye Feng's eyes were full of approval and he said, "To be able to achieve such results in such a short period of time, you still put in the hard work."

"What kind of title is this? If you weren't used to it, after you become proficient in the exercises and build a cursed world according to your own preferences, you wouldn't be in this situation today," Ye Feng said.

Quan Yong's eyes lit up after hearing this. After Ye Feng gave him the set of exercises, he devoted himself to practicing every day and night. Today, Ye Feng praised him, and Quan Yong felt so happy.

"Brother Ye, I understand. Thank you very much for your guidance." Quan Yong said excitedly.

Ye Feng nodded and said: "I placed a modified mission command in his body. When the time comes, his sight will be able to be inspected in the control room. This mission will be left to you, Quan Yong."

Quan Yong cupped his fists and half-knelt down to accept the order: "Brother Ye, if there is any trouble, my subordinates will report to you immediately."

"My subordinate has gone to recover his life," Quan Yong said.

"Well, let's go." Ye Feng said, and Quan Yong retreated.

Old Bai frowned again. Now he remembered the urgent matter and said anxiously: "My Lord, the situation on the other side of the black wall on the border may be unfavorable for us."
To be continued...
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