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Chapter 537: Clearing the Portal

Yes!

People were dancing excitedly, but suddenly they heard a heart-rending cry coming from the peak of the Black Soul Tree.

Everyone was startled, looked up, and saw that at this time, the whole body of the ghost king was actually burning hot, and then when they heard a loud bang, the ghost king's entire body suddenly exploded, and a golden flame rushed straight into the sky and flew into the soul robe.

Belch!

The heart couldn't help but stagnate, and everyone present was dumbfounded.

What happened to this ghost king just now, why did it suddenly explode, is it dead?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but be secretly happy in their hearts, but suddenly they heard an angry roar coming out of the black soul tree again: "Yang Feng, return me the holy fire." The flame belongs to the old man, you can't snatch it!"

Kerala!

The black fibrous roots condensed again like a spider's web, and after a while, the ghost king took shape again, but his two eyes were more hateful.

The face trembled, and everyone present was about to cry when they saw this.

This old ghost is really immortal, his body has been blown apart, he can't die?

"His life is tied to the Black Soul Tree, and no one can kill him unless the Black Soul Tree dies!"

Yang Feng stared coldly at the thunderous Ghost King, and shouted, "Bold Ghost King, back then, you assassinated the thirty-seventh sect leader of this sect, Ouyang Feiying, and snatched the Holy Flame clone. Today, with the power of the Holy Flame Buddha, I take back your Holy Flame clone, which is reasonable, what are you dissatisfied with? This Holy Fire does not belong to you in the first place!"

"No, I'm the Sect Master, and I'm the one who deserves the Holy Fire!" With a roar, the Ghost King was completely insane, and his eyes were red with anger.

Yang Feng pursed his lips disdainfully and chuckled, "Old ghost, you are really too attached to the Holy Fire and the position of the sect leader. If you are really the master of the flame, how can the flame leave you?"

He didn't speak, the ghost king was just gasping for air.

"Ghost King, in fact, if you gave them other spell marks just now, I can't help you, after all, there are too many of them. But alas, you rely too much on the Black Soul Seal. ”

Immediately after, Yang Feng continued: "Although the Black Soul Seal is strong, it is a holy fire for success, and a holy fire for defeat. For those who do not have the Holy Flame, the Black Soul Seal is incomprehensible. But for those who have the Holy Fire, the Black Soul Seal is the best solution, especially since I also have this Heart Soul Holy Robe. You probably didn't expect that the biggest feature of this holy robe is not defense, but covering the sky, forming this holy fire enchantment. Within this barrier, the flame is much more powerful, and I can control any fire. ”

"So I let the Holy Flame in the Black Soul Seal burn your spell seal by itself, and returned it to my Heart Soul Holy Robe, and even your own Holy Flame clone was recovered. Ghost King, you have been famous for your Black Soul Seal for the past hundred years, ruining the prestige of my Holy Fire Sect. Today, in the name of the second generation of the Holy Fire Sect, I will take back your holy flame and clear the portal.

Good!

As soon as the words fell, all the decent martial arts people present immediately clapped their hands and applauded, supporting Yang Feng and shouting constantly.

When Yang Feng heard this, he rolled his eyes helplessly, glared at them fiercely, and shouted: "What a fart, I said so much to delay you and run away." What are you still doing here waiting to see the excitement? Do you want to wait for us to fight, and you will do the fish in the pond?"

"Ahh......h

With a stiff face, everyone couldn't help but smile, and hurriedly evacuated.

The corners of the ghost king's mouth grinned, his eyes were full of madness, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to run, it's not that easy, all of them will come back for me to be buried!"

Rumble!

The whole earth churned again, and the thick rhizome of the Black Soul Tree, like countless giant pythons, drilled out of the ground and swept towards everyone.

It's just that at this time, the Black Soul Tree is no longer as powerful as before, even if it entangles people, it can't suck people dry in one go, and there is still time to rescue.

Seeing this scene, Yelu Chuxiong raised his eyes and looked at the flame in the sky, and immediately shouted: "This black soul tree is covered by the holy fire in the sky, and its power has been greatly reduced, there is nothing to be afraid of. Soldiers, rush back with the old man and beat it!"

Roar!

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was passionate.

Even the rest of the centaurs who were retreating out heard this, and immediately went back to destroy the Black Soul Tree.

As a result, I don't know if I don't fight, but after a dozen I found that the power of this black soul tree is ten times weaker.

In the past, four or five war kings could not defeat a single black beard, but now two or three war generals can cut off a black beard when they go up, and its regeneration ability is also greatly weakened.

It seems that under this sacred flame barrier, this thing has long been dried in the sun, and it is powerless.

In the spirit of beating the water dogs, a group of evacuees turned back to participate in the battle again.

Seeing this, Yang Feng's face suddenly sank, and he shouted: "Eh, this is my home field." This demon is going to be cleaned up by me in the end. What are you doing here? So shameless, come to pick up a bargain? I weakened him, and you came to grab the head? Do you fight like this in a team battle?"

"Hey, Sect Leader Yang, don't be so stingy. We won't forget your credit, let's do the rest, you can rest for a while, kill!"

After a fellow martial artist laughed, he immediately joined the final battle against the Black Soul Tree.

And the Black Soul Tree is indeed powerless, and it is approached step by step by these martial arts masters.

The emperor in the distance, looking at all this from afar, also came to the spirit.

Hey, that strange tree seems to be under control, and victory is in sight, Yang Feng must not be allowed to receive this great merit alone, and the credit for finally destroying the ghost king is mine.

Thinking like this, the emperor, who only had the strength of the third order of the war general, actually rushed into the battlefield at great speed, shouting as he ran: "Listen to all the soldiers and righteous people of martial arts, I am the Emperor of Nanzhao." You have been loyal to your country, and I will remember you. It is not a problem who gets the head of the ghost king, overthrows the black soul tree, and worships the king. Especially if you remember that this annihilation battle against the Ghost King was fought by my own conquest, and it has nothing to do with others. ”

"Jumping clown!"

The corners of his mouth twitched vigorously, the ghost king's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Even if the old man dies, he must not die in the hands of you wretched, ha!"

With a loud shout, the ghost king exerted his last strength, but saw that the black thorns suddenly pierced out from the ground, and instantly passed through the hearts of countless people, including the emperor who rushed to receive the merit.

Belch!

After a stagnant body, the emperor looked at the blood hole in his chest, and immediately felt so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

Damn, didn't you say he couldn't do it, what......

Call!

A strange power came from the whisker, and then everyone's eyes went dark, and the soul was sucked into it. At the same time, the hideous face reflected in the trunk of the black soul tree opened its teeth and claws even more unscrupulously, as if it was about to break out of the seal of the black tree.

"Dick hero, the old man wants to fight you to the death. Take my move, the ultimate mystery of the Black Soul Tree, the Black Soul Devouring the Sky!"

The ghost king shouted, and the body of the black soul tree shook, and it violently spewed out countless ghost faces, biting people when they saw them, passing through people's bodies and devouring people's souls.

People wanted to fight back, but no matter how they fought the tactics, they didn't work, and they passed through the black face one after another.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be horrified, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly ran away, crying for their father and mother.

Damn, if I knew he still had this trick, Lao Tzu wouldn't come back to shovel this tree. Who said he couldn't do it before, Lao Tzu killed him, woo woo woo......

"This is a spell aimed at the soul of a person, and ordinary spells cannot be hit. ”

Looking at this scene, Yang Feng's eyes shuffled slightly, and although he was a little hesitant in his heart, he gritted his teeth in the end.

Forget it, if you lose face, you will lose face, it is important to save people.

Thinking like this, Yang Feng immediately pinched the orchid fingers with both hands, crossed them left and right, and muttered: "The thirteenth generation leader of this sect, Yin Shi Niang and the twelve grades of the middle-level unique technique, butterfly love flowers!"

Wow!

As soon as the words fell, a flame lotus flower dozens of feet long immediately bloomed under Yang Feng's feet, and then the flower bloomed, and countless flame butterflies flew out.

When you touch those black ghost faces, they immediately burst into flames, but in a matter of moments, all the black ghost faces are burned out.

His body shook suddenly, and the Ghost King couldn't help but take two steps back, a mouthful of red slipped from the corner of his mouth, and his face was extremely pale: "I didn't expect that he would actually be able to do the stunt of the thirteenth generation of the sect master......"

"Okay, Sect Leader Yang, you saved our lives again, we...... Ugh!"

Seeing this, everyone who was fleeing for their lives also shouted loudly, and then looked at Yang Feng with a grateful face, but as soon as they glanced at it, their faces twitched, and they couldn't help but want to laugh.

I saw that at this moment, Yang Feng pinched the orchid finger in his hand, looking twisted, how to look like a second chair.

But Yang Feng can't help it, who let this trick be created by the only female sect leader in this sect? Of course, there is a female posture.

Immediately afterwards, after Yang Feng's round of assists, everyone basically evacuated the battlefield.

Yang Feng saw that the time had come, and he could finally make a big move.

His body floated up lightly and flew into the air, Yang Feng turned his hands to the sky, stared at the ghost king below who was already weakened under the light of this holy fire, and shouted: "Ghost king, the sins you have done to this sect are too numerous to mention. Today, the deity will punish you and clear the door. ”

"The First Saint Ancestor, the Twelve-Rank Top Technique, the Heavenly Fire Meteor Shower!"

Wow!

As soon as the words fell, above the nine heavens, countless fireballs suddenly condensed, like raindrops, and smashed down on the ghost king and the black soul tree below, each of which was the size of an imperial city.

Looking at all this, the ghost king smiled, and smiled helplessly.

In the end, the old man is still a fake leader.

However, if you can die at the hands of the true sect master, you can be regarded as a well-deserved death, hehehe!

"Regeneration!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a familiar figure appeared next to him.

The ghost king squinted his eyes and glanced at it, his brows moved slightly: "Dad?"

"I'm sorry, I hurt you. Since I was a child, I have always told you to be the leader of the sect in the future. In fact, you are not the material to be the leader, but your father is too persistent. ”

Gently patting him on the shoulder, Soul Tianfang smiled slightly: "I've been dead for so many years, I can't rest assured of you, let my father accompany you today." ”

Without speaking, the ghost king smiled slightly and nodded faintly.

Rumble!

At this time, a fireball fell, leveling the entire capital area. The Black Soul Tree and the Ghost King turned into ashes in the blink of an eye under this monstrous flame.

Not only the flesh, but also the soul was burned out......