After Shi Huaiyuan got out of the customs, not only did the curse he carried go away, but he also cultivated to make great progress, which was also the suppression of Shi Huaiyuan's curse power. And due to the removal of the curse, Shi Huaiyuan's Shi Ancestor bloodline advantage began to appear, and its potential was unleashed, and its achievements would far surpass today.

As soon as Shi Huaiyuan came out, he found Ye Feng and discussed the matter of lifting the curse of the clansmen, and after discussion, it was decided to start letting the Shi clan of Qingsang Village start cultivating [Wood Spirit Taixuanlu] under the care of Ye Feng, at the beginning, one person by one, the power of the curse triggered was all absorbed by the black altar in Ye Feng's blood sea, and with the increase of the power of the curse absorbed, Ye Feng found that his efficiency in absorbing the curse was greatly improved, and later began to let the two people cultivate [Wood Spirit Taixuanlu] , trigger the power of the curse, followed by three people, four people, and finally reach thirty people, and as the number of people increases, the time to trigger the curse becomes shorter and shorter, originally when one person, it takes ten days of cultivation to trigger the power of the curse, but when the number of people increases, the power of the curse will be triggered in seven or eight days, and when thirty people are allowed to cultivate at the same time [Wood Spirit Taixuanlu] At the beginning of cultivation, the curse was triggered, but the altar in Ye Feng's blood sea also became more and more powerful, the curse power of the thirty people plus the curse power that Ye Feng was implicated was absorbed by the black altar like a surging river, as the power of the curse was continuously absorbed by the altar, a strange talisman slowly appeared on the altar, although it was still a little vague, but with the appearance of this talisman, Ye Feng found that his understanding of the curse was getting deeper and deeper, and he had begun to master some rough curse powers.

Just when Ye Feng continued to crack the curse on the Shi clan and devour a large amount of curse power, in the secret realm of the Western Wilderness Holy Courtyard, bursts of angry roars continued to come out: "Who is it, who is it that can actually break the curse planted by my curse, I originally thought that who happened to break the curse of a curse spirit seed, or this curse spirit seed obtained some kind of treasure with purifying divine power, but I didn't expect that someone could continuously break the curse in my curse spirit seed's body." But I've found you, I don't believe that there are people in this ancient continent who are more proficient in curses than me, boy, dare to destroy my good deeds, then I will let you live forever and never die, the Great Curse - Eternal Withering!"

"How dare you curse the demon!

"Haha, Shi Lao Ghost, you can't stop me, my curse is through the curse spirit on your descendant directly on that bastard, although your eternal evergreen can suppress me, but it can't stop my curse on that bastard at all, just wait for that bastard to live forever and become a waste, can't cultivate, and is riddled with bad luck, and everyone who intersects with him will die miserably, he will always bear the pain of losing his relatives and friends, and he will never die, not even suicide, and live in pain forever. Hahahaha......"

"You bastard, I'm going to let you die a bad death!"

"Hahaha, Shi Lao Ghost, you want me to die all the time, aren't I alive and well now, since that bastard is helping your descendants, you have to pay the price of facing my spell. Hahahaha"

At the same time, Ye Feng was lifting the curse for the last fifty villagers of Qingsang Village, and suddenly the power of the curse on these fifty people was great, if the power of the curse of these people just now was a great river, then the power of the curse that appeared on these people now is a vast lake, fortunately, now the black altar in Ye Feng's sea of blood is not what it used to be, although the power of the curse has increased suddenly, but the suction power of the altar has also increased suddenly, and the power of the curse has been continuously absorbed by the altar, otherwise this sudden increase in the power of the curse can instantly erode the souls of those fifty people, directly making their souls scattered, and they will never be reborn。

At this time, the black altar black mangs in Ye Feng's sea of blood bloomed, reflecting the entire sea of blood extremely strangely, and at this time, Ye Feng was quickly understanding the curse, as if the layer of fog blocking his eyes suddenly disappeared, and Ye Feng was like a sponge quickly absorbing all kinds of knowledge about the curse.

And the strange talisman that appeared on the altar was finally fully formed under the pouring of the huge curse power, and at the moment of its formation, a magical power called Ping [Curse] appeared in Ye Feng's mind, and all the information about [Curse] was grasped by Ye Feng.

After the formation of the [Curse], the altar did not stop the absorption of the curse, but became even larger, and the huge curse power generated by fifty people actually showed signs of exhaustion.

In the secret realm of the Western Wilderness Holy Courtyard, the spell demon was screaming at this time: "What's the matter, even my big curse can't help you, bastard, I didn't expect you to be a hard stubble, hmph, let you see the powerful methods of my spell, curse the heavens and the earth!"

Suddenly, a monstrous and strange curse power went straight to Ye Feng from the fifty people, and poured into Ye Feng's blood sea along the suction of the altar in Ye Feng's blood sea, and suddenly Ye Feng's blood sea was overwhelmed by the huge curse power, although the black altar was constantly devouring this curse power in large quantities, but in the face of such a huge curse power, its devouring power was only a drop in the bucket, and the entire blood sea turned into a strange black, Ye Feng's blood sea and bloodline divine power were all eroded by the curse power.

It's just that the two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine altars outside the black altar all emitted a slight heroism, although it was weak, but the powerful curse power was like encountering some terrible nemesis, all of which were dissolved by that faint heroism.

However, the nine-layer nine-colored altar in the eye of Ye Feng's blood sea was defeated and retreated under the erosion of the curse power, and the nine-colored light slowly became dim under the erosion of the curse power, and finally disappeared, and the nine-colored altar became black little by little under the erosion of the curse power, and even the blood-colored plant in the center of the altar was eroded by the curse power, but it was extremely slow compared to the speed of the altar's erosion, and it was almost invisible.

And Ye Feng's soul is also being eroded by the power of the curse, Ye Feng has lost consciousness, only the black altar is still tirelessly devouring the power of the curse, although as the power of the curse is devoured, the speed of the altar is increasing little by little, but its speed is still too slow for the huge power of the curse.

Fortunately, those fifty Qingsang villagers now seemed to have become a channel for transporting the power of the curse, and the curse needed their storage, so the power of the curse did not erode their souls, and they were all sent into Ye Feng's body.

At this time, Ye Feng seemed to be in a dark void, and the negative feelings of weakness, despair, aging, fear, sadness, and anger were magnified thousands of times, surrounding Ye Feng, and Ye Feng could clearly perceive that Ye Feng had a feeling that he was about to collapse, but his consciousness was protected by a strange force, maintaining the clarity of his consciousness.

Ye Feng experienced one scene after another, and for a while became a person who died in a defeated country, in the midst of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, watching his fellow villagers being tortured and killed, old people being cut off and pierced with sharpened wooden sticks, young and strong people being cut off their limbs to make adult sticks, a woman being cut off from the Ru room, her lower body being pierced by sharp objects, a pregnant woman being disemboweled, and an unformed baby being thrown into boiling water to cook...... Ye Feng could only watch the tragic scenes, watching them so clearly, so powerless, he couldn't even scream.

After a while, Ye Feng turned into a beggar with a rotting body, being ridiculed by people, watching his body decay little by little, enduring hunger, and waiting for death to come.

After a while, he became a rich man with a family, but he was robbed by robbers, watched his wife being raped to death, and his daughter, who had just been full moon, was thrown to death on the wall.

After a while, he became a defeated general, watching his subordinates be beheaded, buried alive, and tortured and killed.

In short, the most tragic thing in the world was experienced by Ye Feng over and over again, so clearly that Ye Feng experienced it, Ye Feng was on the verge of collapse again and again, and was protected by a strange force.

And its soul is rapidly eroded by the power of the curse. If this continued, Ye Feng could only be wiped out in pain.