Chapter 1665

Yecha!

In the void, Yang Feng flew to the demon mountain with Saint Laurent and LAN blood dragon.

The vast mountain, with overlapping peaks, is the origin of the life of the yecha people. This mountain gave birth to the magic pearl, which gave birth to all creatures in the world. Twenty years ago, Yang Feng's father Yang Jiuding and his mother LAN Jiuye also came to this mountain, but they were unable to lift the curse.

The mountain stretches for thousands of miles. If ordinary people enter the mountain, they can't get out of the mountain for days and nights, but the three are practitioners.

WOW!

In the void of the mountain, Yang Feng quickly exerts his creation and transformation skill, which is Dayu's magic power. Once he exerts his breath, he will feel the genius treasure.

Buzzing, buzzing!

In the rolling mountains, there are bursts of resonance sounds. This is the sound made by Shengsheng Huagong when feeling with the magic pearl.

"The pearl is right below. Let's go."

Whoosh!

With two people, Yang Feng galloped down quickly.

When the three landed, they stood in a valley. It was a canyon with birds and flowers and lush trees. But in the huge Valley, there was a dark cave. The cave door was ten feet high and tens of meters wide. The sound of the magic pearl came from the cave.

"Who, leave quickly."

There was a roar from the cave. Then, two experts galloped out and appeared like a gust of wind. They were two old men, one black and one white, but they had a strong breath. They were the twelve peak realm of Yuanshen.

"Lan Xuelong, it's you. As the head of yecha family, you don't manage the people well. What are you doing here? I advise you to get out immediately, otherwise we won't be rude." The old man in Black said majestically.

"Ha ha!"

LAN blood dragon carried his hands and said with a smile, "do I want to restrain the people of my family and let you kill them?"

They were slightly surprised, as if they didn't expect that Lan Xuelong's attitude today should be so tough. Is he old and confused and dare to say such words to them.

"Lan Xuelong, we have been ordered by the sage Liu Tianhe to guard the magic pearl here. I think you are the head of the yecha clan. Let you go for the time being. We will report this to the sage."

These two old men don't know that the sage Liu Tianhe is dead!

Because it's a little away from the saint's hall, and they are in the cave, I don't know what just happened.

"Ha ha!"

In the wind, LAN Xuelong looked up at them and said, "from now on, my yecha family will no longer be oppressed."

Due to the emergence of Yang Feng and the death of Liu Tianhe, LAN Xuelong is now confident. He can finally hold his head high and be a man.

"Lan Xuelong, how dare you say such treacherous words? If we didn't need you to summon 100000 people to die, we would have killed you long ago. How could you be so arrogant." They were furious, and their whole body was full of Qi. The powerful pressure was suppressed like a tornado.

"Ha ha!"

Ignoring their dignity, LAN Xuelong smiled with his hands on his back and said, "two old guys, maybe you don't know, Liu Tianhe is dead and killed by my nephew Yang Feng."

"Yang Feng?!"

They frowned slightly and said, "who is Yang Feng and what is it? Why don't we know."

They have been stationed in the cave to guard the magic pearl, so they don't know anything about the outside world, so they haven't heard of Yang Feng's name.

"You two old people are not qualified to know my nephew's name. In short, if you go away now, my nephew may let you go or die."

LAN Xuelong is powerful and domineering. This is the most domineering time in the past 20 years. Once he would be respectful as long as he saw the experts under the saint's command, just like his grandson!

But now it's different. He can finally be tough. He didn't expect to be tough once in his lifetime, so LAN Xuelong is very satisfied.

"Old man, die."

Boom!

Whoosh!

The old man in white roared, and his true Qi broke out. Then he galloped like a strong wind to kill the LAN blood dragon.

Pop!

At this moment, Yang Feng, who had been motionless, finally made a move. He slapped the old man in the air and hit him heavily in the face.

"Ah!"

The old man in white screamed and was slapped by Yang Feng on the stone wall and died on the spot!

Even if it is the twelve strong of the yuan God, there is a big gap between the yuan God and the quasi saint. If it is a general quasi saint, it can't destroy a twelve strong of the yuan God so easily.

But Yang Feng is different. Although he is only a quasi saint, he is stronger than a little saint.

"This!"

The old man in black was stunned. Who was the young man in front of him and why he was so powerful? He just slapped his companion and killed him.

"Boy, who on earth are you that dares to destroy the Dharma protector under the saint?" The old man in black asked.

"I'm Yang Feng, master of Pudu gate." Outside the valley, Yang Feng carried his hands and looked at each other with bright eyes. The cold voice came.

"Boy, have you ever thought about the consequences of killing him and offending the saint?"

The old man in black was furious and Zhou Sheng was really angry. However, he dared not do it because his strength was the same as that of the old man in white. Therefore, even if he did it, he would die.

"Your saint is already under the nine springs. Since both of you are his Dharma protectors, go down and accompany him."

Boom!

At the end of his speech, Yang Feng directly punched out, and the void was broken. In the fragmented space, a golden fist came quickly.

The old man in black was shocked and said, "little holy land, no, you are quasi holy. I didn't expect you to have such strong cultivation at such a young age."

At this moment, he finally believed Yang Feng's words that their saints were likely to have died, otherwise LAN Xuelong would not dare to be so arrogant.

Under the golden fist, the old man in black wanted to escape, but it was too late, because Yang Feng's speed was faster, like lightning.

"Boy, even if I die, I will fight with you."

With a roar, the old man in black burst out a body protection light, but under Yang Feng's golden fist, his body light was so weak that he was smashed by Yang Feng's fist.

"Ah!"

With a scream, a huge blood hole appeared in the old man in black. The cold wind blew, and he only felt that his life passed quickly.

"Saint, I fell, and we are unable to protect the magic pearl."

Plop!

With a soft sound, the old man in black fell to the ground and died.

"OK, OK, OK."

The excited LAN Xuelong said a few good words in succession. He could finally be proud, and he could finally ease his hatred.

Over the years, he has fantasized countless times that he will destroy the saints in the future. These people are experts with their hands stained with Manchu blood. Unfortunately, he can't do anything.

But today, his nephew Yang Feng finally took this evil breath for him and finally fulfilled his wish.

"Good, good."

Looking at the bodies of the two old men, LAN Xuelong nodded with satisfaction and said, "they both deserve to die."

"Yang Feng, we don't have much time. Don't delay."

Saint Laurent looked behind her. She was a little nervous, because she knew very well that Heifeng must know they came here.

If the water god comes in person or sends other experts, they will be in trouble.

Although the sage Liu Tianhe is dead, there are still many saints in the liudao palace under the command of the weather.

Saints need merit, that is, people without public morality cannot become saints, although it is difficult to give birth to saints under the control of the emperor of heaven, because no one dares to resist the emperor of heaven.

But after all, those saints were born ten thousand years ago. Ten thousand years ago, it was easier to make merit, and they didn't have to resist the emperor of heaven.

For example, a flood inundated thousands of people and a plague swept away countless lives. If someone saves them, then these are merits.

Yang Feng, with LAN Xuelong and Saint Laurent, quickly entered the cave. The cave was very big, like a huge belly hollowed out.

In the cave, Yang Feng felt a breath of death, blood and evil spirit, which was abnormal.

Because this breath is emitted by the magic spirit holy bead, which is not only the holy thing of the yecha family, but also the holy thing of the world. How can such a holy thing emit blood and evil spirit.

This strong blood evil Qi, I don't know how many people's lives have been sacrificed. Walking along the cave, the blood evil Qi becomes more and more powerful. Saint Roland and and LAN blood dragon are pale, but the influence of this breath on Yang Feng is not great.

About a few minutes later, a red light appeared in front. A bloody red light was very strange. In that red light, a round pearl appeared faintly.

This pearl is very big, like a super huge iron ball. The bloody evil spirit is emitted from this iron ball.

"Magic pearl."

Looking at the blood red treasure, LAN blood dragon was slightly excited and said, "this is the magic pearl, which is the holy thing of our family."

"The energy of this thing is really strong. It is worthy of being a magic pearl. However, such an important holy thing, the emperor of heaven just let a little Saint guard it."

Yang Feng looked at the magic bead with deep eyes and thought about how to break the curse, because he didn't know what means to erase the curse in the magic bead.

"It's normal for the emperor of heaven to let a little Saint guard him. After all, there is no force against him in the world. Even if there is, there is little threat, so a little saint is enough." Saint Laurent said seriously.

Yang Feng thinks it makes sense. In fact, the two strongest forces against the emperor of heaven in recent hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, are Youming mansion, which has appeared in the past 20 years, and now Pudu gate.

Twenty years ago, and in the millennium, there were few forces against the emperor of heaven.

"Yang Feng, we have seen the magic pearl. How are you going to break the curse?" Asked Saint Laurent.

In the cave, in the bloody red light, LAN blood dragon trembled, because he was nervous, afraid, worried that Yang Feng would fail, or could do nothing