Chapter 1664

Yecha!

Under the gray sky, countless experts knelt down and sang praises to Yang Feng. Liu Tianhe, who was dying, sneered, because these praises and honors originally belonged to him, but now they belong to Yang Feng. Things are changeable.

"Lord Yang, we yecha people have a big man like you. The fate and history of our family will be rewritten. You are the pride of our yecha people. You are..."

Pop!

The master originally wanted to curry favor with the most gorgeous sentences and the most beautiful language in the world, but he didn't expect that Yang Feng slapped him in the air and hit him heavily in the face.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the master was beaten out of a few tens of meters and hit the platform. He died.

"This!"

People are frightened. Why?

But the next moment, they understood that Yang Feng didn't like people who were at the helm, so these people immediately shut up. They had thought of countless lines, but now they can't use them. Of course, they don't dare to use them.

When Yang Feng's cold eyes glanced at these experts, everyone bowed their heads one after another. They just felt a lot of pressure, as if there was a mountain, which was heavily suppressed on them.

Step, step!

Carrying Liu Changfeng, Yang Feng walked forward step by step, reached the high platform, and then threw it on the ground.

"You killed thousands of people of the yecha family. I said I would let you see the destruction of the 18th generation. Now I will let you see with your own eyes how your people and all your descendants perished." Yang Feng said coldly.

"Ha ha!"

Liu Tianhe laughed and said, "Yang Feng, your strength is really strong. I admit that you can kill me, but if you want to kill my whole family, it is impossible. It is absolutely impossible. There are tens of thousands of my descendants, distributed in different regions. I don't believe you can kill them all."

"Well, in that case, I'll show you how powerful the hell mantra is."

Yan Luo's mantra is a magical power of Luo Jin. Later, Yang Feng's blood mantra evolved into a black mantra. After he was promoted to quasi saint, the power of Yan Luo's mantra became stronger.

WOW!

Yang Feng pointed in the air, and then a huge screen appeared in the void.

Many experts in the square looked at the huge screen curiously.

"Yama curse kill, blood curse induction, blood as the guide..."

With Yang Feng reciting the mantra and using Liu Tianhe's blood to quickly search for the same blood seal of heaven and earth, scenes appear on the huge screen. In those pictures, groups of people appear, and these people are the descendants of Liu Tianhe.

"Xun'er!"

When he saw a man on the screen, Liu Tianhe cried out in surprise. It was his son. Although he had many sons and countless descendants, and even grandchildren, great grandchildren, great grandchildren and so on, he was impressed by the descendants with the best talent and the strongest cultivation.

But Liu Tianhe didn't expect that Yang Feng's means were so powerful that he could find his descendants scattered all over the world with his blood.

On the huge screen, in the projection, one of Liu Tianhe's sons, with a group of men, was killing and slaughtering a group of weak people, while in the other area, a descendant of Liu Tianhe, with a group of men, was robbing good family women.

The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. Liu Tianhe is inferior to pigs and dogs, and so are his descendants. Pigs and dogs are inferior. They burn, kill and rob.

"Hell curse, kill, die!"

Boom!

Yang Feng read the mantra and made a knot with his hands. The black mantra quickly integrated into the world.

In the huge projection, xun'er of Liu Tianhe died silently and couldn't stand up, while his men were immediately panicked, as if they were rescuing, but there was nothing they could do.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Boom!

Boom!

With the sound of Yang Feng shouting to kill, in the projection, Liu Tianhe's descendants, whether sons, grandchildren or even great grandchildren, died one by one in front of him. All these people died silently and suddenly.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

Liu Tianhe roared loudly and watched the future generations die one by one. He was heartbroken and angry, but he had no choice. At the moment, he finally believed in Yang Feng's means. He finally believed in him. Yang Feng really has the ability to let his future generations die one by one. This means is too terrible.

"Boy, stop, stop."

On the high platform, Liu Tianhe was angry, roaring and ferocious.

"Don't worry. It's just the beginning. Take your time to see a good play." Yang Feng said calmly.

On the square, those experts were also frightened. They didn't expect that Yang Feng had such magic power and means. He was separated by several worlds and thousands of mountains and rivers. He could also kill the descendants of Liu Tianhe in all worlds and regions with supreme power.

"Die!"

"Die!"

Yang Feng's voice like a magic sound echoed in the square again and again, echoing between heaven and earth. With his voice, those descendants of Liu Tianhe died inexplicably one after another.

"Ah ah!"

Liu Tianhe was powerless and miserable. He was crazy when he watched the descendants die one by one. He wanted to work hard with Yang Feng, even if he died together, but now he is just a waste. He is no longer a saint.

The greatest pain and sadness in the world is watching close relatives and future generations die one by one, but there is nothing they can do. The feeling of grief is that life is better than death.

Looking at the painful Liu Tianhe, Yang Feng said coldly, "I know you are in pain now, but once, when you harmed thousands of people of yecha family, their parents, their wives and children, their brothers and sisters, etc. were also as painful as you. Liu Tianhe, how do you feel now?"

"Ha ha!"

Liu Tianhe laughed loudly and said, "I'm a saint. These Dalits of yecha family can die for me and the emperor of heaven. It's their great honor."

"Well, people like you don't repent. I don't have time to waste with you."

At the end of his speech, Yang Feng quickly put out the seal and said, "all the 18th generation are dead."

Boom!

When a mysterious force came, all the descendants of Liu Tianhe died on the huge screen. No, it should be said that all the people related to him died. After all, in addition to the descendants, brothers are also related by blood.

"It's over!"

Liu Tianhe's face was pale and his weak body trembled in the cold wind. All his descendants died, and there was no one left in his family.

"You have no value to use, but you can help me one more thing before you die."

Yang Feng quickly stretched out his hand, put his palm on Liu Tianhe's Tianling cover, quickly searched his memory and went straight to the most important information.

Candle nine Yin mausoleum!

Candle nine Yin, the head of the ten gods in ancient times, fought with the emperor of heaven in chaotic space. He was seriously injured and fled to the abyss of yecha's ten thousand dragons. Before candle nine Yin became a human and a real dragon, it was a python for ten thousand years and lived in a dark place for ten thousand years.

After escaping to the Wanlong abyss, Zhu Jiuyin, who was seriously injured, died because of his severe injury. Before his death, he turned into a void, and his mausoleum was in this void.

Through the means of soul memory, Yang Feng learned very important clues. However, although Liu Tianhe had been there, he did not enter the core area. He just turned around the periphery. Although he was a saint, he could not easily access the tomb of candle nine Yin.

"OK."

After searching these information, Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction. Having these information is enough.

Looking at Liu Tianhe on the high platform, who was already dying, Yang Feng said coldly, "you are useless. You have lost the value of utilization. Die."

Boom!

After that, he slapped Liu Tianhe to death and threw him into the dark coffin.

It's a waste. Garbage like Liu Tianhe is not qualified to have a coffin after death, but Yang Feng keeps his word. Since the coffin is prepared for Liu Tianhe, let him lie in it. Anyway, a coffin of such good quality can't be abandoned.

After killing Liu Tianhe, Yang Feng looked at the experts in the square.

Feeling his terrible murderous spirit, these experts immediately begged for mercy and said, "Lord Yang, it was our fault before. We shouldn't curry favor with the sage Liu Tianhe, but we can't help it, because we want to live better and more freely, so we can only do so."

"Lord Yang, please let us go this time and forgive us this time for the sake of yecha people."

The crowd kowtowed to Yang Feng for forgiveness.

"The wind."

LAN Xuelong flew in the air and said, "let them go. They are also afraid, so they take refuge in Liu Tianhe. If not, who would be so humble."

"Grandpa, I can let go of those who kneel to Liu Tianhe, but those who humiliated you and thought they humiliated me at Pudu gate can't live."

If it weren't for Grandpa's sake, Yang Feng would destroy all these scum.

"Well, all right."

LAN Xuelong nodded helplessly. He knew the heart of the strong. Once he decided, he would not change easily.

Many experts kneeling below rejoiced that Yang Feng could not remember so many people anyway, so they didn't have to die, but these people were wrong, because they were not so lucky in front of Yang Feng.

"Those who insult my grandfather will die!"

"Those who insult me, die!"

Boom!

Boom!

The black spell quickly entered the crowd. Those who knelt on the ground immediately died a large area, but these dead people deserved it, while those who were still alive were frightened and sweating. It was dangerous. This time they escaped from death.

"For the sake of my grandfather's plea, I can't kill you trash. Get out of here." Yang Feng waved.

"Thank you for not killing."

"Thank you for not killing."

These masters kowtow one after another, then turn around and fly away and disappear under the magic mountain.

After those people left, Saint Laurent said anxiously, "Yang Feng, we will go to the magic spirit mountain immediately to lift the curse of the yecha family and make your life flawless. Then we will go to the candle nine Yin mausoleum to get his bones, and then rescue the spirit emperor. The water god Heifeng won't give us too much time."

"OK."

Yang Feng nodded, took Saint Laurent and LAN blood dragon, and quickly flew towards the magic mountain.