Chapter 1567

Black mountain city!

At the moment, there is a mess. Not only the Liuguang real dragon is dead, but also the poison ancestor and the four poison masters are dead. There is a pungent smell of poison gas in the air of the riot.

The star soul sword saint of the holy sword palace and Lord Shang Yang bowed their hands slightly to Yang Feng and said, "Lord Yang, we won't disturb you. Goodbye."

"OK, goodbye."

Yang Feng nodded slightly. In fact, he didn't like the people of Yin-Yang Taoism and the holy sword palace, because the people of these two sects participated in the battle of jiuchongtian, and caused great losses to Youming mansion, killing many strongmen of Youming mansion.

However, Yang Feng doesn't want to turn against Yin Yang Taoism and Shengjian palace yet.

"Lord Yang, thank you for avenging my husband. I am willing to take you to the main hall to find the dead prayer beads." Li Xianghan walked out of the crowd and saluted Yang Feng respectfully.

Because Yang Feng killed the East poison master and avenged her husband, she was very grateful.

"Mrs. Li, no need. As for looking for the dead rosary beads, we can go by ourselves. You first rush back to Li Fu, then dismiss the family, and then find a place to live in seclusion for a period of time. You can come out after Wu Zhetian is destroyed." Yang Feng said.

After the defeat of the battle of soul River, Yang Feng knew that once Wu Zhetian and others appeared in the second world, they would kill Li's house.

"This......"

Li Xiang seemed to be puzzled, so he hesitated slightly.

Yang Feng said seriously, "because you brought us into the city, once the strong men of the gate of life and death arrive in the second world, they will destroy your Li house, so you will avoid it for the time being, but please rest assured that you will be free soon. I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

"Ha ha!"

Li Xianghan smiled and said, "Lord Yang, you are too polite. You have avenged my husband. Even if you want me to give my life, I am willing to give my life. Therefore, it is too late for me to thank you."

"Linglong, you go with Mrs. Li and them."

Yang Feng doesn't want to take Yao Linglong, because Yao Linglong's strength is too weak. Once Wu Zhetian and others appear, he can't protect Yao Linglong's safety in the war.

"Sect leader, do you dislike me?"

Yao Linglong is disappointed. Does Yang Feng want to drive her away? Does he dislike her? Is it because she has been a compromise and a concubine of a streamer real wolf, so Yang Feng wants to abandon her.

"Exquisite."

Yang Feng patted Yao Linglong on the shoulder and said seriously, "you are the most important person in my life. I regard you as a close relative. How can I dislike you? Just, countless people have died in Pudu gate, so I don't want you to come into danger with me."

"Master, are you serious?"

Yao Linglong was very excited. Unexpectedly, her position in Yang Feng's heart was so high.

"Of course it's true. Do you remember that we experienced the crisis of animal tide together? You wanted to explode and win me a little time?"

When Yang Feng was told, Yao Linglong recalled the scene. They had experienced the crisis of animal tide together by the lake of the old turtle, but all the others died, and only she and Yang Feng survived.

"Mrs. Li, I'll give you the medicine Linglong. After I kill Wu Zhetian, I'll send someone to pick her up." Yang Feng asked.

Li Xianghan nodded and promised, "Lord Yang, I promise you, I'm here, and Yao Linglong is here. If she has an accident, I'll repay it with my life."

"Thank you." Yang Feng thanked.

"Door master."

Yao Linglong looked at Yang Feng reluctantly. The man in front of her was once her enemy. She wanted to kill Yang Feng day and night, but now this man has become the person she cares about and depends on most.

"Linglong, let's go."

Li Xianghan's faint voice came and said, "your strength and mine are too weak, so following Yang clan leader will only become a burden to them. If it's really good for them, we'll take the initiative to leave, find a place to hide, protect ourselves first, and don't distract them."

"Master, take care."

Yao Linglong bowed deeply, then turned and left.

"Master Yang, take care."

Li Xianghan also bowed deeply to Yang Feng, then took the medicine Linglong and flew away quickly.

"Yang Feng, let's go into the hall to look for the dead rosary. I believe the news that you are still alive will soon reach Wu's ears. Once he learns that you are still alive, he will come with countless experts." Saint Laurent worried.

"OK, let's go."

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

They turned into streamers and sped away towards the hall in front.

In today's sacrificial hall, poison ancestor was supposed to hold death beads to thank God for his family's memory, but before the sacrificial ceremony, because poison ancestor auctioned LAN Jiuye's thirty night soul attack, later poison ancestor realized that the situation was bad and secretly put the death beads back to their original place.

Therefore, the death Rosary should still be in the hall.

The main hall is not far from the square, ten thousand meters apart, but ten thousand meters is not close to ordinary people, but it is close to practitioners such as Yang Feng.

WOW!

Over the majestic hall, bursts of powerful aura surged rapidly. The vast aura even converged into a river. The aura here is really abundant, which is more abundant than the ancient mantra country in the third world. And in this hall, Yang Feng also felt countless powerful breath.

But now he is not what he used to be, so he doesn't care about those powerful breath at all.

"Stop!"

Boom!

Boom!

After several powerful breath came, I saw several experts in black quickly appear in the void. These people's strength is very strong, the seven levels of Yuanshen, but this strength is still very weak in front of Yang Feng, even as weak as mole ants.

Boom!

Another strong breath came, and a strong man flew out of the sky. He was actually a strong man of the ninth yuan God, with a tiger back and a bear waist, holding a square sky painted halberd, standing in the void like the God of war, glaring at Yang Feng and Yang Feng, and said, "Yang Feng, Saint Laurent, I know you killed the poisonous ancestor and want to get the dead prayer beads, but the dead prayer beads are the holy weapons of my people, Even if the black tiger is dead, I will protect the dead rosary. "

"Just mole ants, they just stopped me and died."

Star sword!

Boom!

Yang Feng was furious, and a blue sword came out like a dragon at sea.

When the star sword comes out, the heaven and earth will turn pale and the void will be broken. The sword Qi like a green dragon will come out and attack.

The black tiger was shocked, and the Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand rushed out quickly. The cold Fang Tianhua halberd drew a beautiful arc in the void and bombarded it fiercely.

Dang!

Yang Feng's blue star sword directly cuts off the halberd of the black tiger's Square sky painting.

"Ah!"

The black tiger screamed, and one of his arms was cut off by Yang Feng's sword Qi.

Boom!

Boom!

The powerful star sword, after cutting off the Fang Tianhua halberd of the black tiger, still rolls down and attacks like rolling thunder.

"No, no, I'm willing to hand in the death rosary."

Under the powerful sword spirit, the black tiger made a sound of panic and begged for mercy, but it was too late. Everything was too late, because Yang Feng didn't give him a chance.

"It's late."

In Yang Feng's cold voice, the black tiger was annihilated.

If the black tiger still has a trace of consciousness, he will certainly feel very wronged, because he just wants to be tough in front of Yang Feng, be defeated by Yang Feng, and then run away. In this way, even if the people at the door of life and death come, they won't blame him.

But the black tiger didn't expect that Yang Feng didn't give him a chance. When he didn't agree with him, he killed him directly.

"This!"

Those seven heavy masters of Yuanshen looked at each other face to face. This speed was too fast. Yang Feng's strength was too strong, and the speed of killing the black tiger was also very fast. As soon as they got back to their senses, the black tiger died.

After killing the black tiger, Yang Feng looked at the strong ones and asked, "if you want to live, take me into the hall to find the dead rosary."

"Yes, Lord Yang."

These seven masters of the yuan God are like frightened birds, submissive.

In fact, they didn't want to deal with Yang Feng, and they thought the same as the black tiger. They tried to stop it, and then they lost and ran away.

But after seeing the end of the black tiger, they didn't dare to draw gourds.

Under the leadership of these experts, Yang Feng entered the hall. Sure enough, there was a pearl in the hall. It was a green bead, the size of a fist.

The jewel emits the aurora, and the rays of light change alternately and change endlessly.

"Lord Yang Feng, that's the dead prayer beads, but there are arrays to protect the dead prayer beads." An expert pointed to the dead Rosary and said to Yang Feng.

Hum!

Yang fengleng snorted and quickly cut off with a sword.

Boom!

Click!

Click!

Under his powerful sword Qi, all the arrays around the death Rosary were broken in an instant.

Any powerful array is vulnerable before its absolute strength.

Buzzing, buzzing!

Strange and mysterious voices came from the dead beads.

Yang Feng quickly stretched out his hand, took things from space, took the dead rosary beads, and then grabbed them in his hand.

Finally, he got the death rosary. Next, he wanted to use the death rosary to integrate the seal of the great emperor, then break the seal and go to see the spirit emperor in person.

To fight against the gate of life and death and the emperor of heaven, we need the help of the spirit emperor.

But the next moment, Yang Feng felt very strange, because there was no power of the dead in the bead.

Without the power of the dead, the dead Rosary can not erase the imperial belief of the seal of the great emperor.

"What happened to Yang Feng?" Asked Saint Laurent.

"There seems to be no power of the dead in this dead rosary." Yang Feng said seriously.

"Show me."

Saint Laurent took the death rosary, then slowly closed his eyes and felt it carefully for a moment.

"Yes, there is really no power of the dead." Saint Laurent looked surprised.

Boom!

Yang Feng's long sleeves flew, and a blue Qi quickly bombarded the masters.

"Ah!"

Bang bang!

These masters shouted and fell to the ground one after another. Then they were frightened because they felt the murderous spirit of Yang Feng.

"You waste people, how dare you deceive me with fake death beads."

There was a terrible murderous spirit in the hall, which made everyone unable to lift their heads.

"Lord Yang Feng, calm down. We didn't lie to you. This is really a dead rosary."

These experts hurriedly explained that in fact, they were also very oppressed. They couldn't figure out why there was no power of the dead in the death Rosary?

"Yang Feng, this is really a dead rosary, not a fake." Saint Laurent affirmed.

"In that case, why is there no power of the dead?" Yang Feng asked.

Saint Laurent was silent for a moment and then said, "maybe the power of the dead disappeared because the dead Rosary was damaged in the war between the spirit emperor and the Heavenly Emperor 100000 years ago."

Yang Feng was immediately disappointed. He spent so much energy and time in order to get the dead rosary, but after getting the dead rosary, he didn't have the power of the dead.

Seeing Yang Feng disappointed, Saint Laurent comforted: "but don't be too discouraged. The dead prayer beads come from Buzhou mountain in the second world. Buzhou mountain, a sacred mountain, gathers a strong idea of the dead. As long as we get to Buzhou mountain, we must have a way to repair the dead prayer beads."

Thoughts of the dead!

This is different from the power of the dead. The idea of the dead is actually the idea of countless wronged souls, maybe resentment, Maybe faith, etc.

The dead prayer beads, located in Buzhou mountain, are produced by the thoughts of the dead and bred by the beliefs or grievances of countless dead.

"Well, it's not too late. We'll go to Buzhou mountain immediately." Yang Feng said seriously.

The two figures galloped away like two meteors to Buzhou mountain.

As for the lower part behind them, the so-called palace has become a piece of ruins and ruins. The previous glory and grandeur have long been a thing of the past.

.....

And now!

In the gate of life and death, billowing clouds, white clouds and thousands of auspicious Qi float over the magnificent palace. It is like a fairyland.

Here is the gate of life and death. The emperor of heaven initially established a powerful palace. Later, after becoming the master of China, he gave up the gate of life and death. In the past 100000 years, many executive sect leaders have been changed, and the emperor of heaven himself will hardly step here in the past 100000 years.

The pavilions at the gate of life and death are as magnificent as the heavenly palace.

Tens of thousands of pavilions have thousands of different vastness. After all, it was once a palace established by the emperor of heaven. Therefore, whether it is brilliant or magnificent, it is not comparable to Heishan city and the ancient curse country.

Above the main hall, Wu Zhetian stood in front of the throne wearing armor and holding an open axe. After the victory in the battle of the soul River and the destruction of the Purdue gate, Wu Zhetian's prestige in the gate of life and death was higher and reached an unprecedented height.

Now, when he goes in and out of the hall, he is wearing armor and holding an open axe.

After all, he made a contribution, so he should show off.

In fact, in the gate of life and death, although Wu Chatian is the executive sect leader, it was difficult to suppress and restrict everyone in the past!

After all, there are strong men in the gate of life and death, whose strength is no less than that of him, but they are not in power.

"Report."

A strong man with six yuan gods quickly entered the hall.

On both sides of the hall, there are countless strong people, such as the God light king, the streamer long tiger, and even the Immortal King.

After entering the hall, the master respectfully reported to wuzha Tianhui: "report to the sect leader, there is a message from Heishan city that Yang Feng is not dead, and he also killed the elder Liuguang real dragon and poison ancestor black robe."

"What!"

The people were shocked and said, "the Liuguang real dragon is dead?"

Liuguang real dragon is not only the great elder, but also the strong strength. It doesn't want the God light king, and even surpasses it. It is second only to the Changsheng king of the five generals.

"Yang Feng."

Wearing black armor and holding an open axe, Wu Zhetian burst out a light in his eyes and said, "Yang Feng, you dare to kill the eldest elder of our life and death sect. Well, you're not dead yet, and you still appear in Heishan city. Then I, the sect leader, will personally go to Heishan city and kill you again."

Countless strong men of the gate of life and death also asked for war one after another, trying to kill Yang Feng in Heishan City, and then make this great contribution.

"Report."

Another voice came anxiously. Then, a strong man hurried in and said, "report to the sect leader, the holy land of Kunlun is reversed."

"What, the holy land of Kunlun is reversed."

The Shenguang king and the Changsheng king looked surprised. Even if they were covering the sky, they were slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, the holy land of Kunlun was reversed. Although these top-level sects were not bound by the gate of life and death and independent of the gate of life and death, no one dared to rebel. Even when necessary, these sects had to obey the command of the gate of life and death.

For example, when the nether world was besieged, whether it was the Yin and Yang sect or the holy sword palace, they had to send out the strong under the constraints of the gate of life and death.

"Sect leader, the rebellion in the holy land of Kunlun is no small matter. Let's go to the second world with the God light king to hunt down Yang Feng. You personally lead the experts to quell the chaos in the holy land of Kunlun." The Immortal King was serious.

"OK, OK."

Wu Zhetian nodded with satisfaction, looked down and said, "King Changsheng, you are the first of the five generals and the most powerful of the five generals. You and the God light king go to kill Yang Feng. I'm very relieved. As for the holy land of Kunlun, I'll deal with it myself."

"Yes."

The Immortal King nodded slightly. As the head of the five generals, his strength is much stronger than that of the divine light king. In particular, his divine power immortal formula is unmatched in the world.

The secret of eternal life is endless and vast. This magic power is more strange and powerful than the thousands of miles of light of the divine light king.

"Kunlun Holy Land!"

Wu Zhetian clenched his fist and said angrily, "since you big doors don't pay attention to Wu Zhetian, I'll destroy your Kunlun holy land first and operate on you."

Boom!

In the hall, after a wave appeared, Wu Zhetian and countless strong men disappeared.

But everyone knows that from then on, the holy land of Kunlun will no longer exist.