Chapter 150: Holy Lord?6

Gritting his teeth, he tried his best to control the power of the Dao Codex, but this power could not be controlled at all, what he did was in vain, but he didn't feel like giving up, his spirit was entwined with this power, and he fought in his body.

It was like this for half an hour, and at this time, the power of the Dao Dictionary seemed to have gradually slowed down, but the aura vortex was still continuing, and lightning was flying.

But fortunately, Yang Chen became conscious.

And when the Dao Dian devoured the power, the wind banner in the center of the eyebrows also swallowed a large amount of power, and the color of the wind banner was completely new, and it looked majestic.

The sheer force, which seems to have supplemented the damage of the wind flag, repaired it.

In the rumbling sound, Yang Chen felt that his body was about to explode, and his whole body made a strange noise.

Crackling......

In the midst of the earth-shattering thunder, the aura vortex suddenly stopped and stopped.

The sudden change surprised the people of the Punishment Clan, but a few people reacted very quickly.

"...... now"

Buzzing......

The magic decision was quickly played in his hand, and several enchantments of different shapes appeared outside Yang Chen's body, cutting a large amount of spiritual liquid in an instant, and when the enchantment appeared again, it was already on the side of the punishment clan.

They used the formation to collect Yang Chen's spiritual liquid and snatch food.

The Sage frowned slightly, not knowing if this would anger Yang Chen.

"......Uhh

Yang Chen raised his head and roared, his arms shook, and an aura of destruction spread.

Boom, the aura cyclone was directly shattered, but at this time, a ray of light appeared again on the immortal stele, completely protecting more than a dozen fist-sized spiritual liquids, and then forming an enchantment at the foot of the immortal stele, sealing these spiritual liquids in it, like a small puddle.

This immortal monument really has a spirit, and the living ancestors are still alive.

The people of the Punishment Clan were extremely excited.

The aura comparable to that of a mid-stage Jindan monk swept out, but something unexpected happened again, a palm-sized wind banner shot out from Yang Chen's eyebrows, turning into a hundred-zhang banner in mid-air, and the momentum was not inferior to Yang Chen.

As soon as the wind banner appeared, it spewed out dense runes, and the entire slaughter garden was for a while.

A large number of mysterious runes appeared in the sky, and the formation quickly recovered.

A more complete order was being built, and the Sage wept excitedly when he saw this.

The people of the Punishment tribe knelt down one after another, and the holy things were revealed.

"Holy Lord......

"Holy Lord......

Inadvertently, they fully identified with the identity of Yang Chen's Holy Lord.

Rumble......

After half a sound, the wind banner rune dissipated, turning into a streamer and shooting into Yang Chen's eyebrows.

The aura in Yang Chen's body gradually fell, knowing that in the end, there were still some slight fluctuations left.

He doesn't have a good command of his power.

Open your hands, look up at the sky, and don't move for a long time.

This posture, it seems, is a little arrogant, as if it is contemptuous of the sky.

A ray of sunlight hit Yang Chen's body, and the pale golden strong physique made him look extremely divine.

"Holy Lord......

"Holy Lord......

Someone took the lead, someone began to echo it, and this time, of course, voluntarily.

The sound grew louder and louder, and wave after wave.

alarmed Yang Chen.

"What kind of plane?"

muttered in his heart, twisted his neck mechanically, and was startled when he saw it;

"What are you doing?"

Both hands feel like they are covering their chests, but fortunately, the pants are still there due to the setting of the plot.

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions, but he didn't know what to do next, Yang Chen didn't say anything, they didn't dare to move, but fortunately, the Sage's voice sounded again at this time.

"Meet the Holy Lord......"

"Meet the Holy Lord......"

The people of the punishment clan were very neat this time, and they were stunned on the spot.

Yang Chen was very confused and scratched his head;

"You recognize the wrong person, my name is Yang Chen......"

"No matter what your name is, it is the holy lord of my punishment clan, from this moment on, the punishment clan will obey his orders, bow to the essence, and never give up. ”

His heart was full of joy, if he could subdue these people......

"No, you can't be insatiable......"

Yang Chen warned himself that he must be calm and calm, he didn't know what was going on, but thinking back on what had happened just now, his current changes and the improvement of his strength might be the price paid by the Punishment Clan.

The punishment clan is miserable enough, and they have picked up the benefits for nothing, so they will accept it if it is better.

This clan has just died so many people, and when they encounter such a calamity, they can't be deceived anymore, and their conscience can't get over it.

But everyone has already knelt down and pulled, what else can I do?

Bite the shot;

"Why are you kneeling?"

"Thank you, Lord ......"

Well, this situation is also the first time I have encountered it, and I don't know how to do it.

At this time, a voice came, still a saint.

"Ahem, ahem...... Poof......"

The Sage has lasted so long, and it has been too hard, and it has come to an end.

Everyone was shocked.

"Father's ......"

"Sage ......"

Now there is a Holy Lord, but this is the former Holy One, it doesn't matter.

The Sage watched, Yang Chen looked at the Sage, and saw that the Sage was about to return to his hometown, so he flicked helplessly and walked over naked.

"Say it......"

Seeing that the Sage had something to say, Yang Chen asked directly. He could also see that the Sage had no time, and the aura imported by Chiffon was useless at all.

"Holy Lord, the life and death of the old man is not a pity, the fate of the voluntary clan is well, and the fate of the punishment clan is handed over to you......"

This is the dying orphan, looking at the sad punishment clan, looking at their home that has become a ruin, looking at the corpses of their relatives who have not had time to be buried, and even the babies buried in the ruins, Yang Chen didn't know what to say for a while, so he simply asked;

"What the hell do you want me to do?"

Because he really didn't know, hearing this, a smile appeared on the Sage's pale face.

cough cough cough ......

Coughing up blood again, Yang Chen stepped forward and grabbed his hand, wanting to see how he was doing.

"Hey, don't die......"

"Huh...... The Lord has ...... Heart, I'm ...... their own love ...... Self-...... Know...... Road. ”

"Father's ......"

"Sage ......"

When the penals saw his situation, they were all concerned and anxious.

"Clan...... People...... Good...... Auxiliary ...... Master ......"

"Father's ......"

"Sage ......"

Obviously, he was dying.

Yang Chen stood up, looked at the Punishment Clan at this moment, felt their pain, and looked back at the Sage;

"I, Yang Chen, don't die, they will be fine......"

Looking at Yang Chen's serious face, the Sage suddenly felt at ease at this moment. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with his last strength, he was about to kneel down to thank Yang Chen again, but this time, Yang Chen stopped him, helped him up, and made him sit in front of the immortal monument.

"Hold on a little longer......"

They didn't understand what Yang Chen was going to do, but they didn't dare to object, because at this moment, Yang Chen was the Holy Lord.