Chapter 536

"Kneel!"

When the poison king shouted, all the members of the holy fire sect immediately knelt down to Yang Feng, looked pious, and whispered the teachings of the sect.

"The raging fire burns my residual body; life is no joy, death is no pain..."

The solemn chants rang through the sky.

When the people around heard it, they were unconsciously infected by the holy voice and began to murmur together.

For a moment, all the voices came together and formed an extremely strange force. It seems that in the reading of this doctrine, all people have added more courage and are no longer afraid of the ghost king.

Not only the followers of the holy fire sect, but also the Wulin experts of all schools, Dugu and Yelv army.

Even inside the black soul sect, some people began to read it unconsciously.

"The flame burns my body..."

Pop!

However, as soon as the voice came out, a senior leader of the black soul sect gave the man a slap in the face and scolded: "shut up, we are black soul sect, not sacred fire sect. What are we doing reading their teachings?"

The man's mouth was shriveled and he didn't dare to echo, but I have to say that at this time, the doctrine of the sacred fire religion was not preached in people's ears, but in people's hearts.

It not only soothes people's inner fear, but also gives people the courage to move forward.

In this sincere reading voice, Yang Feng, with sharp eyes like a hawk and falcon, walked forward along the avenue lined up by the heroes of the thirty-six holy fire sect leaders.

With each step, when passing by the two religious leaders, they instantly turned into two flames and flew around Yang Feng's head.

Yang Feng walked step by step, very slowly, but very calm, like an emperor moving towards his own throne.

When he completely passed through the thirty-six religious leaders, all the spiritual leaders disappeared, and only thirty-six fire lights were flying and flashing on his head.

Finally, the thirty-six flames suddenly coagulated in the middle, and suddenly turned into a flame crown, floating on Yang Feng's head.

Then a miracle happened.

Behind Yang Feng, a huge virtual shadow appeared. Similarly, his whole body was emitting golden flames, and his back was covered with a flame cloak.

At the sight of the poison king, his voice trembled excitedly: "yes... It's the spirit of the holy ancestor!"

"What, even the spirit of the holy ancestor came out to help him?"

The ghost king also trembled and clenched his fist strangely.

Why? Why does God favor him so much and give him all the good things, but never leave one for me!

The members of the holy fire sect were moved to tears.

The manifestation of the early ancestors is a miracle that has never appeared in the whole history of the holy religion. I didn't expect our generation of believers to see it. It's really a pity to die, sobbing.

No, all the old ghosts in the holy Tomb of the holy fire sect have gone out, which

Not far away, a dark figure looked at all this and kept shaking his body. After thinking for a while, he had no choice but to sigh.

According to the script, this war should be won by soul regeneration, but it changes too fast. Who knows that the ghosts of the religious leaders of the holy fire sect will all go out.

No way, I can't help you. Goodbye, alas!

A squirming movement, the shadow disappeared.

Without paying attention to the surprised eyes of the people around him, the holy ancestor gently held up the flame crown composed of religious leaders of all dynasties with his hands, and slowly put it on Yang Feng's head with the increasingly high chanting voice of the whole holy fire cult.

WOW!

For a moment, Yang Feng's whole head burned, his hair turned into a flame, his eyes flashed with gold, and his back was covered with a flame robe.

Looking around, the whole God of fire came into the world. The place where he could see was full of domineering majesty. No one here, big or small, ordinary people, has the courage to look at them.

The hot temperature was more than ten times higher than before, which made the previously arrogant black soul tree shrink back timidly.

Looking at this scene, everyone felt like a dream.

If the ghost king came just now and brought fear to all people here, it is obvious that Yang Feng came down from heaven to save the suffering of the world.

A decisive battle between God and devil finally came.

"Our sect protects the Dharma king, the poison king, and the corpse King listen to the order!"

"My subordinates are here!"

Yang Feng gave a faint drink and was dignified and domineering. The two poison kings quickly bowed down and bowed down.

"Evacuate everyone here immediately and carry away the corpses as much as possible. The fight between us and soul regeneration will be earth shaking and difficult to take care of everything. We don't want to desecrate the corpses of Wulin colleagues and military generals who came here for the country and the people."

"Yes!"

Yang Feng now wants to deal with the ghost King formally, but he doesn't forget to sell a wave of favor to those Wulin people, which immediately moved them to tears.

Sect leader Yang is so kind and righteous that he doesn't forget to care about the bodies of those martyrs in the Wulin. It's really the style of great Xia.

As soon as the poison king made a solemn obeisance, they also immediately organized people and horses to evacuate the people and rescue the wounded and bodies.

Seeing this, Yelv Chuxiong and Yan Tianxing nodded deeply and respected Yang Feng's character. Yunzhan looked at Yang Feng's domineering flame figure and adored it more and more.

Even aliya's impression of Yang Feng has changed.

General Yang used to look frivolous, but when he was serious, he still looked like him.

Then, Yelu, Dugu and the people of the state of Chubi came to help. Suddenly, it became the Wulin court, Nanzhao, Chubi and Fenglei.

But soon, the ghost King smiled coldly and said contemptuously, "do you still have time to save others? You've been hit by my black soul seal. I'll let you go to the west at any time and get together with them. Yang Feng can save one or two of you, but can he save millions of you in such a short time? Ha ha..."

Uh!

As soon as he said this, everyone was stupid again.

Yes, we are still coerced by his black soul seal. Even if you can save Yang, can he save it in batches?

"Yes!"

But just then, Yang Feng drank loudly, immediately took off his heart and soul holy robe, threw it up after two circles on his head.

The robe grew in the wind and covered the whole sky in an instant. The hot flame burned brightly over the nine days, making it as dark as day.

As soon as his face was solemn, Yang Feng immediately threw it to the ground and said in a voice, "I am the Lord of the holy fire. All the holy fires listen to orders separately, Burn spell seals and come back to me."

Shua Shua!

As soon as the voice fell, I saw that the foreheads of millions of people suddenly burned, and then turned into golden flames, flew straight out of their foreheads and entered the heart and soul robe on the dome of the sky.

At the same time, wisps of black smoke also dissipated on everyone's forehead.

Not only those Wulin people and generals, but also those of the black soul sect.

"Solved?"

Touching the scorching heat on their foreheads, they couldn't help but rejoice and dance happily. Their gratitude to Yang Feng was as endless as the nine day galaxy.

Originally, the ghost king used the power of the black soul tree to batch the middle and lower black soul prints, which is quite terrible, but I never thought that Daxia Yang was even worse and could batch release the prints.

Sure enough, the devil is a foot high and the Tao is a foot high. In the end, Daxia Yang is even more awesome. I admire him.