"You can't kill me, you can only suppress me, but I can become stronger as time goes by."

"Then I'll wait for you to become stronger, provided you can come out!"

Luo Feng came to Shanchuan Jizo, reached out and grabbed his neck and threw him into the black box.

The black box opened and swallowed the mountains and rivers Jizo in one mouthful. Then it lost its luster and returned to normal.

The world became quiet, and the battle was over before anyone present could realize what was going on.

"What happened?" Di Xuan looked confused.

At this time, they saw Luo Feng rushing towards the black box, and suddenly a sword appeared, and then the battlefield became one-sided.

The black box floated up and continued to shrink, finally landing in Luo Feng's palm.

Luo Feng put it away and then focused on his natal sword.

This destiny sword has become extremely powerful due to the sword spirit, and is completely different from the swords Luo Feng owned before.

It can be seen that the girl A Ling seems to be the one who can restrain the power of these curses.

"Luo Feng!"

People came one after another.

"What just happened?"

Luo Feng smiled bitterly, and then explained the matter.

It was then that everyone suddenly realized that they had never thought that the Qi Emperor ancestor had foresight and already knew that the black box would come loose sooner or later, so he asked Luo Feng to clean up the mess.

"It's just..." Li Qingshan touched his chin, "Is Ancestor Qihuang still alive today, or does he still exist in our plane?"

This is unknown.

"Forget it for now and leave here."

Everyone followed Luo Feng and left.

But the Lord of the Other Side led his army to arrive late, but when they saw the scene, they were all dumbfounded.

Because the battle is over.

"Where is the Cursed King?"

Everyone at the scene was in mourning.

"The battle is over? Who started it?"

Everyone looked at the Lord on the other side, thinking that this was his plan.

But the Lord on the other side was also full of doubts.

"It has nothing to do with me. It seems that a third party force has solved this crisis."

This statement shocked everyone.

"Other than the Lord of the Other Shore, who else has the strength to compete with the Cursed King?"

At this time, Xiaoming Peacock King was in a trance among the crowd and couldn't help but think of Luo Feng.

"Is it Luo Feng?"

"Impossible, Luo Feng has become a cursed creature. They are the same kind and cannot kill each other."

"Go back first," the Lord of the Other Shore said without any emotion on his face.

...

In the black box world, Luo Feng comes here again.

He has basically confirmed that the natal sword under the Shigu Bridge has stabilized, which is enough to suppress the cursed kings below.

The girl A-Ling said, "It's strange to say that. Logically speaking, the suppression effect cannot be so good, at least not in a short period of time."

"But after I fused with your natal sword, the effect was surprisingly good. These cursed kings were capable of destroying heaven and earth when they were alive, but now... they are all honest."

Luo Feng looked towards the Cursed River, and he could vaguely see eleven phantoms.

Except for the cursed king of the new era, Shanchuan Ksitigarbha, who is somewhat active and stubbornly resisting, the other ten paths are obviously extremely weak.

Over the course of time, their power is constantly being weakened and suppressed.

"Now I am a body cursed with the emperor's blood, which is the second level of the body of gods and demons. I can no longer practice in the normal way."

"Although he is still at the False God level, his strength is comparable to that of the True God level. Relying on his natal sword, he is not afraid of Scarlet and the escaped Cursed King."

Yes, Luo Feng may not be able to fight against the real true god-level experts, but relying on his natal sword, he can compete with the cursed kings who are feared by the true god-level ones.

But Luo Feng knew that this advantage was only temporary.

Scarlet and the escaped Cursed King were not at their strongest yet. If they were allowed to continue to grow, they would be suppressed sooner or later.

Nowadays, it is impossible to improve his strength through normal practice. He must return to the original state of the emperor's blood and rely on devouring to absorb the power of the curse and strengthen himself.

There is no doubt that this black box is his natural hunting ground.

The black river area where the eleven Cursed Kings gathered was filled with endless and various curse powers, which was enough to elevate his Emperor Blood Curse to a whole new level of strength.

Luo Feng did not dare to be careless in the following time.

He knows that if you make one mistake, you will make mistakes every step of the way.

He began to carefully swallow the cursed power of the cursed river below, strengthening his body of the curse of the emperor's blood.

Seeing this weird way of practice made the young girl A Ling feel sick.

"I have never seen such a weird way of practice. It relies on the power of devouring curses. Luo Feng, if you go in the direction of cursed creatures, you will be more dangerous than these cursed kings. That will be a big disaster."

"Don't worry, my emperor's blood is special, it won't be that easy."

Emperor's blood has extremely strong adaptability, and the concentration of this cursed power in the river is indeed so high that just one drop is enough to infect countless star regions.

But it was still acceptable to Luo Feng.

About a month had passed like this, and the curse energy filling Luo Feng's body had reached the level of a mature Curse King.

Feeling the cursed power of the emperor's blood in his body, Luo Feng speculated that his current strength has reached the cultivation level of a true true god.

But it's a pity that he can no longer become a true god-level powerhouse as a human being.

Instead, it is heading in the direction in which the power of the curse has evolved.

Luo Feng asked the girl A Ling.

"There are levels of curse power, so what is my current level?"

"The Cursed King is divided into high and low levels. There are probably only seven steps on the ladder."

"Based on the current situation, the level you have reached should be in the sixth stage of the Curse Ladder."

"The seventh level is the strongest?"

The girl A Ling was speechless, "The seventh level is the level of mountains and rivers, and you are the second to last."

"I've absorbed so much, and yet I'm only second to last?"

Luo Feng obviously found it difficult to accept this result.

"That's not true," the young girl A Ling pointed to the cursed river area below, "There are many peak cursed kings below, and their combat power exceeds yours."

"So strong?"

It can be seen that the ancestor Qihuang had reached such a terrifying level that he even sealed it in the black box.

"The seventh level barely touched the line of the true god level. The power of the sixth level curse is already comparable to the true god level. Then wouldn't the fifth level be invincible at the true god level?"

"Theoretically, that's the case, but the Cursed King reaching level five is already very terrifying."

"But it still exists, right?" Luo Feng touched his chin and pointed to the cursed river area below, "Am I right that there is a first-level cursed existence down here?"

"There is only one, called Abomination!" The girl A-Ling's expression showed fear, "That is a very terrifying cursed monster. Zhang Zifeng almost died in its hands."
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