Chapter 1672

In the ten thousand dragon abyss, a group of experts stood under the candle nine Yin mausoleum and looked at the golden light cover like the sky above the candle nine Yin mausoleum. Everyone looked greedy because they wanted to get the treasures in the candle nine Yin mausoleum.

However, Yang Feng came like a king in the world, pressing the whole audience and shaking the nine days, so they couldn't lift their heads.

"The treasures in the candle nine Yin mausoleum are all my Yang Feng's. the idle people will leave quickly, or they will die."

Boom!

Yang Feng's powerful breath was overwhelmed. Those experts were frightened and didn't dare to look directly at him.

Because everyone knows that Yang Feng is a saint now. The power of a saint is inviolable, otherwise he will die.

After hesitation, the numerous experts, led by Jianxiong, flew away one after another.

However, among the crowd, an individual hesitated and finally summoned up the courage to come forward and said: "master Yang, I am proficient in Yin-Yang and five elements. Without me, you can't open the mausoleum. Let me cooperate with you. I'm not greedy. If you open the candle nine Yin mausoleum, I only want 30% of the treasures. Master Yang, I hope you can think about it carefully, because without me, You can't enter the mausoleum. Looking at this ancient mausoleum, you can only draw cakes to satisfy your hunger. "

Pop!

Yang Feng slapped him in the back hand and hit him heavily in the face.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the scattered man was beaten for tens of meters and hit a rock. He bled to death on the spot.

"This..."

Those experts who have not left and are hesitating to cooperate with Yang Feng are frightened. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng's character is so grumpy. Fortunately, they didn't mention cooperation.

"I just said that if I don't leave, I will die. I turned a deaf ear to my words and wanted to cooperate with me. I really thought I couldn't enter the tomb of candle nine Yin without you?" Yang Feng said coldly.

Cough!

Saint Laurent coughed, she also felt that Yang Feng's personality was not right, and her temper was a little irritable. Maybe it was because the death of Wutong leaves was very harmful to Yang Feng.

After all, the Wutong leaf was accompanied by Yang Feng for so long. Finally, Yang Feng and the school of the gate died of black phoenix's hand, so this incident had a great blow to Yang Feng.

So at this moment, Xiao Yu is on the edge of extreme anger!

"Yang Feng, in fact, we may really need an expert who is proficient in Yin and Yang and the five elements. After all, whether I, you or Grandpa, I know nothing about Yin and Yang of the five elements and are not proficient in Star art." Said Saint Laurent.

"No, it doesn't need to be so troublesome to open the tomb of candle Jiuyin."

Under the huge golden light, Yang Feng carried his back with his hands, like a god of war.

"Have you thought of a way?" Asked Saint Laurent.

"Candle nine Yin was the great God in ancient times. Although he did not bear the imperial seal, and although he did not become the sixth emperor, his strength was higher than that of Yan Emperor, and even no less than that of Qing emperor and Yellow Emperor. Therefore, after his fall, his soul consciousness must still be..."

Under Yang Feng's explanation, Saint Laurent understood.

Yes, a peerless expert like candle nine Yin is no less powerful than Qing emperor and Yan Emperor. Therefore, even if he falls, his soul is still there and must leave a trace of ideas.

"How do you plan to enter the tomb of candle nine yin?" Asked Saint Laurent.

"Just let him take back the golden light and let us in."

Yang Feng's words confused Saint Laurent a little, so he asked curiously, "who can take back the golden light?"

"Of course, it's the candle Jiuyin himself."

At the end of his speech, Yang Feng stood in the void, like stepping on the void stone ladder and stepping onto the void step by step.

a step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

Yang Feng walked nine steps in a row. His body was like a fish leaping over a dragon's gate, soaring up in the air step by step.

Hoo Hoo!

When the wind blew, Yang Feng's dark hair kept flowing and flying in the wind. His deep eyes looked at the golden dome light mask, and his loud voice said, "Yang Feng, the master of Pudu gate, paid a visit to the ancient candle nine Yin God, and asked the God to open the convenient door and let me enter your tomb to obtain your inheritance and your bones..."

Pooh!

When Yang Feng's loud voice spread around like thunder, the experts who were ten thousand meters away couldn't help laughing.

They think it's too funny. Yang Feng is so childish that he let the candle nine Yin open the convenient door. There's no such reason in the world.

It's like a gentleman on the beam who directly said to his master's house, I'm going to steal your things. Open the door so that I can come in more easily.

Can you say that? Even if I did, the host family would not agree.

"Ha ha, it seems that Yang Feng can't do it. I didn't expect him to be so stupid and let the candle nine Yin open the convenient door. It's really funny and funny." An expert couldn't help laughing.

"It seems that my chance has come. To be honest, I am also proficient in Yin-Yang and five elements. I'm sure Yang Feng will turn around and ask us who knows Yin-Yang and five elements. By then, I will have a place to use."

An expert with disheveled hair smiled because he thought Yang Feng would ask for him.

"Elder, are we not leaving?" A disciple of the holy sword palace looked at the sword hero around him and asked curiously.

"Ha ha!"

Jianxiong was in a good mood. He touched his beard and said with a smile, "don't worry. If Yang Feng can't open the tomb of candle Jiuyin, he will ask us. At that time, we can talk to him about conditions."

"Elder, but we don't understand Yin Yang and five elements."

The man was disappointed because a great opportunity was in front of them. Unfortunately, they were not proficient in Yin, Yang and five elements.

"You are so stupid. You don't think that there are many people and great power. If Yang Feng can't open the tomb of nine Yin, he must need a lot of help. If you don't believe it, wait and see. Before long, Yang Feng will bow his head and beg us."

Jianxiong felt his beard proudly again. In his consciousness, he seemed to see the dejected Yang Feng and finally bowed his head to beg them.

"Ha ha!"

A group of experts stood in the void and smiled. They all wanted to see Yang Feng's jokes and let Yang Feng beg them.

Hoo Hoo!

In the abyss of ten thousand dragons, the strong wind blew. Yang Feng's dark hair kept flowing in the wind. His loud voice still came like thunder.

"Yang Feng, the leader of Pudu gate, paid a visit to the ancient god candle Jiuyin."

"Yang Feng, the leader of Pudu gate, paid a visit to the ancient god candle Jiuyin."

……

The sound is like the water of a river, like waves, rolling waves and continuous waves.

Under the sky like holy light, Saint Laurent and LAN blood dragon looked up at Yang Feng in the sky, and their eyes were confused.

Because they doubted whether Yang Feng's method would work, because it was unreliable. No one asked the owner of the tomb to open the door of the tomb and let the tomb robbers go in to look for bones and treasures.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

……

In the void, Yang Feng walked slowly step by step. At his feet, secret lines appeared, and a loud voice continued to say: "in ancient times, the five emperors rose, but the Heavenly Emperor was ambitious and pushed the four emperors down the altar. Since then, the vast land of China, all living beings, were in deep water and fire, the people were miserable, and there were grievances everywhere, from ancient to modern times, All those who have a sense of justice have risen one after another. In 100000 years, I don't know how many heroes died at the hands of the emperor of heaven and were buried under the yellow sand, covering their bodies and weeds... "

Yang Feng's loud voice filled the abyss of ten thousand dragons and spread out. Even those experts ten thousand meters away could hear it clearly.

"Candle nine Yin God, you were also born in ancient times and fell after the four emperors. At that time, you must have seen the cruelty of the Heavenly Emperor with your own eyes, so you decided to resist and be the enemy of the Heavenly Emperor. Unfortunately, you were unable to do what you wanted, and finally lost in the chaotic space and fell here. I, Yang Feng, the leader of Pudu gate, have the same ambition as you and the four emperors, That is to overthrow the Heavenly Emperor, clear up the universe and restore peace to the world. "

In the void, Yang Feng walked slowly step by step. In the strong wind, his sleeves rolled like a peerless immortal.

However, there was still no movement in the golden light of the candle nine Yin sky, as if listening to him quietly.

"I Pudu gate was born in Zhonghai city and rose in Kunlun. From the fourth world to the first world, I have experienced the war of King City, the war of Dingjun City, the war of soul River, and two wars of Kunlun. My father, mother, my elder martial sister, and countless of my best brothers and friends have fallen, but I have never regretted it."

Never regret!

Never regret!

……

These four words of Yang Feng are like surging waves, surging in all directions, with an impassioned, high pitched and powerful voice.

Saint Laurent below, hearing Yang Feng's words, she felt very heavy and heartache, because she could imagine that Yang Feng must have suffered a lot and shed a lot of blood and tears along the way.

In the void, Yang Feng's black hair rolled and continued to say in a loud voice: "even though my mother, father, countless relatives and friends died one by one, I have never regretted it. I have no regrets in my life."

Speaking of this, Yang Feng lowered his head slightly and put one hand gently on his heart. Many past events emerged in his consciousness.

The scenes he had experienced and the relatives who left him flashed through his mind like silent pictures.

Life is like a dream, so real and so illusory.

After a short bow, Yang Feng suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. A loud and powerful voice continued to say, "for the sake of peace in the world and for all sentient beings, who can't give up and who can't die. If I can overthrow the emperor of heaven and return peace in the world, even if I want my head, I'm willing to offer it with both hands."

"Yang Feng."

Saint Laurent below, moved by his words, couldn't help shouting.

Even those masters in the distance sighed and admired them.

"Lord Yang is really righteous. It's worth learning from. We should take this as an example."

An expert of Shengjian palace couldn't help sighing and admired Yang Feng's righteousness.

"Pa!"

Jianxiong slapped him and said angrily, "do you want to die? I dare to admire Yang Feng. Do you want to be as rebellious as he is, to resist the emperor of heaven? "

"Elder, I don't dare anymore."

The master of the holy sword palace immediately lowered his head and covered his face. He didn't say a word and didn't dare to speak.