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Chapter 534: The Holy Robe Appears

"Yang Feng, it turns out that this is a fine work sent by you, and it is really hidden deeply, and you didn't make a move until this time!"

Turning his head sharply to look at Yang Feng, who was hugging Yun Zhan tightly in the void, the Ghost King gritted his teeth with a look of indignation and said, "You are really deep in the city, and the old man is talking to you again." But what if you save that girl? The old man has a thought, and she will be gone!"

"Not necessarily!"

With a grin at the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng immediately raised his hand in front of Yun Zhan's forehead, and a small pinch of golden flame was sucked out by him and withdrawn into his palm.

A black mark appeared on Yun Zhan's forehead, turned into black gas, and dissipated without a trace.

Yun Zhan was startled, raised his hand and touched the strange appearance on his forehead, and before he could react to what was going on, the ghost king's eyes couldn't help but burst out, and he said in disbelief: "You can actually unlock the Black Soul Seal?" Control the Holy Fire of this sect? Could it be that you have already ......?"

Without speaking, Yang Feng showed a pair of white teeth for him to experience.

The Ghost King's eyelids jumped, and he shook his head incredulously: "Impossible, the old man grew up in the Holy Fire Sect since he was a child, my father is still the sect leader, and the roots are red, and the Holy Fire has not recognized me." Why did you, an outsider, have only been in the Holy Sect for a few days, and then you have been recognized by the Holy Flame and inherited the Holy Flame? This is absolutely impossible!"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it...... Why?"

The ghost king roared hoarsely, and when everyone around saw this, their eyes lit up one by one, and their hearts were full of hope.

"See? The god dick hero can actually unravel the black soul seal, we can save it!"

"That's right, the god cock hero can deseal, so we don't have to be subject to the ghost king!"

"Now wait for the god dick hero to clean up the ghost king, and we will be free!"

......

Everyone knew the rate and burst into tears with excitement.

The ghost king looked crazy, his eyes were red, and he was also full of tears, but he was not excited, he was sad and angry. It feels like something that originally belonged to me was snatched away.

Then, the ghost king glared at Duguhai in front of him viciously, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he struck out at him with a palm, roaring: "Little bastard, it's all because of you, go die!"

"Master!"

His eyelids jumped, and Duguhai screamed.

Yang Feng raised his hand to the ghost king, he was already ready, and he pointed at him.

Shout!

An ice pick shot out violently, and in the blink of an eye, the ghost king's furious palm, before it touched a single hair of Duguhai, was directly pierced through the heart by this sharp ice blade, and suddenly shot out, nailing to the branch of the black soul tree not far away.

"Good!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience shouted one after another, and they were excited, and their admiration for Yang Feng was even more impressive.

The prestige of this god dick hero is really not covered.,Such a terrible ghost king.,It's actually a move to fly.,It's really not something that we little miscellaneous fish can compare.,It seems that victory is in sight.。

A group of martial arts masters had hope in their hearts, and they even began to despise themselves as miscellaneous fish.

But they weren't dissatisfied, they were happy. Compared with the anti-heaven strength of the god cock hero, aren't they just miscellaneous fish.

As long as this god dick hero can defeat the ghost king and rescue them, let alone miscellaneous fish, they can be loaches.

Everyone's eyes were shining with hope, but they saw black shadows suddenly appear, all of them striking in the direction of Duguhai, it was the black fibrous root.

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, Duguhai couldn't help but scream again, Yang Feng flashed, came to him in an instant, stretched out his hand to take him into his arms, and wanted to teleport away, but it was already too late.

Boom Boom!

There was a loud bang, one after another, and those black roots were like a mess, frantically winding around the three of them, like spiders spinning silk, wrapping them into a black ball, and lifting them high.

Immediately afterwards, another large piece of black roots turned into steel needles, and they were inserted into the black ball, and there were more than tens of thousands of them as far as the eye could see. But in the blink of an eye, the black ball had already been inserted into a hedgehog.

The ghost king had a gloomy face, raised his hand to pull out the ice edge in his heart, and fell down. The pierced hole in the heart was restored to its original state under the repair of black roots.

"Dick Hero!"

Glancing up at the three people trapped in the ball, the Ghost King looked up to the sky and roared, "If you are close to the branches of my Black Soul Tree, these branches and leaves will burrow into your body and absorb your life. I am one with you, and I can't break free if you want to. Even if you are strong enough to hold on for a while, but the two around you, can they hold up? Yang Feng, if you lose this time, the old man is the winner, hahaha!"

The Ghost King was laughing proudly, but there was silence in the black ball, and no sound came out.

When the people around saw this, they couldn't help but lift their hearts.

What should we do, God Cock Hero, he won't just hang up, right? But if he does, what will we do? Who will save us?

The crowd waited for them, and they couldn't stop trembling with worry.

The Poison King and the rest of the Holy Fire Sect, as well as Yelu Chuxiong, Yan Tianxing and other friends who had made friends with Yang Feng, frowned, stared at the black wooden ball tightly, and prayed in their hearts that nothing would happen to him.

The people, including Na Alia and other cuppies, also prayed in their hearts that the Lord of the Forest would bless General Yang with safety and sound. Although their forest lords have been refined by the ghost king, and they are unable to protect themselves, they still stand firm in their faith.

At this time, everyone's hearts were tied to Yang Feng, whether it was a friend or a stranger they had known before.

At this moment, they are connected to Yang Feng's fate.

Airplanes!

An invisible wave suddenly spread out from within the black ball, and wherever it passed, a wave of heat abruptly appeared. People felt as if there was a fire burning in their hearts, and fine sweat was born on their bodies. Including the invincible Black Soul Tree, it gradually became shriveled up, not as mellow and lively as before.

The bark is rotting, the branches and leaves are withering, as if they have lost their vitality, and they are beginning to wither.

"What's going on?"

With a twitch of brows, the Ghost King stared at the huge black ball tightly, clenched his fists, only to see another energy fluctuation spread violently, much more powerful than the one just now.

Everywhere he passed, the pitch-black trunk of the Black Soul Tree turned gray and white, and the entire black ball also turned into a gray-white sphere, as fragile as charcoal that had been burned.

Then, with a loud bang, the huge sphere exploded, and a dazzling fire, like a small sun, burned in the sky.

The scorching temperature roasted the earth, and even more so the invincible Black Soul Tree, making it unstoppably swaying its branches, as if it was quite frightened and panicked. It was as if the mouse had met a cat and had seen a natural predator, and it trembled.

"That's ......"

The pupils of his eyes couldn't help shrinking, and the ghost king couldn't help but gasp, and his complexion changed greatly.

The drug kings were also surprised one by one, but their eyes were full of surprises: "Could it be that this is ......"

Wow!

With a slight stretch of the sleeves of his robe, the huge fireball stretched out, and Yang Feng stood upright in the air like a fire god who fell from the sky, holding Duguhai and Yun Zhan with both hands.

And behind him was a cloak of golden flames, which was scorched in the wind, and the whole sky was scorched.

"In the legend, the soul robe of the first Holy Ancestor?"

Almost at the same time, the Poison King and the others and the Ghost King shouted in unison, their voices full of surprise, horror, and incredulity......