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Chapter 536: Batch Deprinting

"Kneel!"

The Poison King shouted, and all the Holy Fire Sect members immediately knelt down to Yang Feng in unison, their faces full of piety, and they recited the teachings of this sect softly in their mouths.

"The raging fire burns my body, what joy is life, and what is the pain of death......"

The solemn chanting was resounding through the sky.

When the people around heard it, they were also unconsciously infected by this holy voice, and began to murmur along with it.

In an instant, all the sounds converged into one, forming an extremely strange force. It seems that in the recitation of this doctrine, all the people have gained more courage, and they are no longer afraid of the horror of the ghost king.

Not only the Holy Fire Sect disciples, but also the martial arts masters of various sects, Dugu and Yelu's army, etc.

Even, even within the Black Soul Sect, some people began to read it unconsciously.

"Blazing Flame, Burning My Body......"

Syllable!

However, as soon as this voice came out, a high-ranking member of the Black Soul Sect gave the man a slap on his ear and scolded: "Shut up, we are from the Black Soul Sect, not the Holy Fire Sect, why are we reciting their teachings?"

The corners of the man's mouth were deflated, and he didn't dare to echo, but he had to say that at this time, the teachings of the Holy Fire Sect were not spread in people's ears, but in people's hearts.

It not only soothes people's fears, but also gives them the courage to forge ahead.

Yang Feng's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon in this sincere recitation, and he walked forward along the avenue lined up by the thirty-six Holy Fire Sect Masters Heroic Spirits.

With every step they took, when they passed by the two Sect Leader Heroic Spirits beside them, they instantly turned into two flames and flew up, surrounding Yang Feng's head.

Yang Feng walked step by step, quite slowly, but very steady, like an emperor walking towards his own throne.

By the time he had completely passed through the front and back of the thirty-six sect masters, all the sect leader spirits had disappeared, and only thirty-six flames were flying and flickering above his head.

In the end, the thirty-six flames suddenly condensed towards the middle, and suddenly turned into a flame crown, floating above Yang Feng's head.

That's when a miracle happened.

Behind Yang Feng, a huge phantom appeared, also exuding golden fire all over his body, and a flame cloak was draped behind his back.

When the Poison King saw it, Dengshi's voice trembled with excitement: "Yes...... It's the Holy Ancestor Heroic Spirit who has appeared!"

"What, even the Holy Ancestor Heroic Spirit came out to help him?"

The Ghost King also trembled, clenching his fists incredibly.

Why? Why did Heaven favor him so much, and gave him all the good things, but never left me a copy!

The members of the Holy Fire Sect were excited and teary-eyed.

The first Holy Ancestor apparitions, a miracle that has never appeared in the entire history of the Holy Religion. I can't imagine that our generation of believers can see it, and it is really a death without regrets, woo woo woo.

No, all the old ghosts in the Holy Fire Sect's Holy Tomb have been dispatched, this ......

Not far away, a dark shadow looked at all this, and kept shaking his body, and after thinking for a while, he sighed helplessly.

Originally, according to the script, this battle should have been won by soul regeneration, but this change is too fast, who knew that the ghosts of the Holy Fire Sect would all be dispatched.

No way, I can't help you anymore, goodbye, alas!

There was a wriggling, and the shadow vanished.

Ignoring the surprised gazes of the people around him, the Holy Ancestor gently picked up the Flame Crown composed of the previous sect masters with both hands, and slowly placed it on top of Yang Feng's head with the increasingly loud chanting voices of the entire Holy Fire Sect members.

Wow!

In an instant, Yang Feng's entire head burned, his hair turned into flames, his eyes flashed with golden light, and his back was draped in a flame robe.

As far as the eye can see, the entire fire god has descended into the world, and everywhere he looks, he is full of domineering majesty. No matter how big or small the sect is, no one here has the courage to look at him.

The scorching temperature was even more than ten times higher than before, causing the previously arrogant and domineering Black Soul Tree to shrink back timidly.

Looking at this scene, everyone felt like they were dreaming.

If the Ghost King had just come down and brought fear to everyone here, then now Yang Feng was obviously a god who came down to earth to save the suffering of the world.

A decisive battle between gods and demons has finally arrived.

"The Guardian King of this Sect, the Poison King and the Corpse King obey the order!"

"The subordinates are here!"

Yang Feng snorted lightly, majestic and domineering, and the two poison kings hurriedly bowed down and bowed.

"Evacuate everyone here immediately, and carry the bodies away as much as possible. After a while, the battle between this seat and the soul regeneration will be earth-shattering, and it will be difficult to take care of everything. I don't want to desecrate the corpses of these fellow martial artists and generals who rushed here for the country and the people. ”

"Yes!"

Yang Feng now wants to officially deal with the Ghost King, but he doesn't forget to sell a wave of favors to those martial arts people, and immediately moved them to tears.

This Yang Sect Leader is really benevolent and righteous, and he doesn't even forget to remember the corpses of those sacrificed martial arts righteous soldiers, which is really the style of heroes.

The two drug kings bowed solemnly, and immediately organized people to evacuate everyone and rescue the wounded and corpses.

Seeing this scene, Yelu Chuxiong and Yan Tianxing both nodded approvingly, and they respected Yang Feng's character even more. Yun Zhan looked at Yang Feng's domineering exposed flame figure, and he also fell in love with it more and more.

Even Na Alia had a different impression of Yang Feng.

This General Yang used to look quite frivolous, but when he got serious, he was still quite presentable.

Immediately afterwards, the people of Yelu, Dugu and the people of the Khubi Kingdom also came to help, and it suddenly became the Wulin Imperial Court, Nanzhao, Khubi and Fenglei's family.

It's just that soon, the ghost king smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Do you still have time to save others now? You have been hit by the old man's black soul seal, and the old man will let you go to the western sky at any time and meet them." Then Yang Feng can save one or two of you, but in such a short period of time, can he save millions of you? ha......"

Belch!

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded again.

That's right, we are still coerced by his black soul seal, even if Yang Daxia can save it, can he save it in batches?

"Yes!"

But at this moment, Yang Feng let out a loud shout, and immediately took off his soul holy robe and threw it upwards after throwing it twice on the top of his head.

The robe grew in the wind, and in an instant the entire heavenly dome was obscured. The scorching flames, burning above the nine heavens, illuminated the darkness as if it were day.

With a grim face, Yang Feng immediately said loudly: "I am the Lord of the Holy Fire, all the Holy Flame clones obey the order, burn the curse seal, and come back to me." ”

Whew!

As soon as the words fell, he saw that the foreheads of the entire millions of people suddenly burned, and then turned into golden flames, flew straight out of their foreheads, and entered the soul robe on the top of the heavenly dome.

At the same time, wisps of black smoke were also on everyone's foreheads, dissipating without a trace.

Not only those martial arts people and generals, but even the people of the Black Soul Sect.

"Solved?"

Touching the burning heat on their foreheads, everyone couldn't help but be overjoyed, and they danced happily, and their gratitude to Yang Feng was like the Nine Heavens Milky Way hanging down, endlessly.

Originally, the ghost king used the power of the Black Soul Tree to be able to get the black soul seal in batches, which was already quite terrifying, but he never expected that Yang Daxia would be even more dick and be able to unseal it in batches.

Sure enough, the magic is one foot high, the road is one foot high, and in the end, Yang Daxia is more awesome, admiring and admiring.