Chapter 537

Ah!

People were dancing excitedly, but suddenly they heard a heart rending cry from the top of the black soul tree.

Everyone was surprised and looked up. At this time, the whole body of the ghost king was burning hot. Then, with a loud bang, the whole body of the ghost king suddenly burst open, and a golden flame rushed into the sky and flew into the soul robe.

Uh!

All the people present were dumbfounded.

What happened to the ghost king just now? He suddenly burst. Is he dead?

At the thought of this, the people couldn't help but rejoice. Suddenly, they heard a roar and suddenly came out again from the black soul tree: "Yang Feng, return my holy fire. The holy fire belongs to me. You can't take it away!"

Kerala!

The black fibrous roots agglutinated again like a spider's web. After a while, the ghost King took shape again, but his two eyes hated more.

His face trembled. When everyone saw this, they were almost crying.

This old ghost is really immortal. His body has been blown apart. Why can't he die?

"His life is tied to the black soul tree. No one can kill him unless the black soul tree is dead!" her eyes hissed slightly. Aliya saw what it was and murmured.

Yang Feng stared coldly at the furious ghost king and shouted, "bold ghost king, you secretly attacked the 37th leader of our sect, Ouyang Feiying, and robbed the holy fire. Today, we take back your holy fire with the power of the holy fire. It's reasonable and reasonable. What's your dissatisfaction? The holy fire doesn't belong to you!"

"No, I'm the leader of the church. I'm the one who should have the holy fire!" roared. The ghost king was completely crazy and his eyes were red with anger.

Yang Feng sneered and said with a smile, "old ghost, you are so persistent about the holy fire and the position of the leader of our religion. If you are the owner of the holy fire, how can the holy fire leave you?"

Without speaking, the ghost king was just gasping for breath.

"Ghost king, in fact, if you put other spell seals on them just now, I can't help you. After all, there are too many. Unfortunately, you rely too much on the black soul seal."

Then Yang Feng continued: "Although the black soul seal is strong, it is also the holy fire for success and the holy fire for defeat. For those who do not have the holy fire, the black soul seal has no solution. But for those who have the holy fire, the black soul seal is the best solution, especially I also have this heart soul holy robe. You probably did not expect that the greatest characteristic of this holy robe is not defense, but covering the sky, forming this holy fire barrier. In this barrier, the holy fire is powerful Greatly increased, and I can control any flame. "

"So I let the holy fire in the black soul seal burn your spell seal and return to my soul robe. Even your own holy fire has been taken back. Ghost king, you have been famous in the Jianghu with the black soul seal for a hundred years and ruined the reputation of our holy fire sect. Today, in the name of the second generation of holy ancestors of the holy fire sect, I take back your holy fire and clean up the door. Don't you hurry to catch it?"

OK!

As soon as the voice fell, all the decent people in Wulin immediately clapped their hands and cheered in support of Yang Feng.

When Yang Feng heard this, he couldn't help rolling his eyes, glared at them fiercely and shouted, "what a fart! I said so much to delay you and run away. What are you doing here waiting for the excitement? Do you want to be a disaster to the pond fish when we fight?"

"Ah? Yes..."

With a stiff face, the people couldn't help laughing, so they hurried to speed up the evacuation.

The ghost King grinned at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were full of madness, and said, "don't want to run? It's not so easy, all come back and bury with me!"

Boom!

The whole earth churned again, and the thick rhizome of the black soul tree, like countless python, drilled out of the ground and swept over the people.

But at this time, the black soul tree is no longer as strong as before. Even if it entangles people, it can't suck people dry at one breath, and there is still time for rescue.

Seeing this scene, Yelv Chuxiong raised his eyes to look at the flame in the sky and immediately shouted, "the black soul tree is covered by the sacred fire in the sky. Its power is greatly reduced. There's nothing to be afraid of. What else to run? Soldiers, rush back with me and beat it!"

Roar!

When this was said, the crowd was excited.

Even if the other people who were retreating heard this, they immediately went back to destroy the black soul tree.

As a result, I didn't know. After a dozen, I found that the power of the black soul tree was more than ten times weaker.

Previously, four or five war kings could not beat a black beard. Now two or three war generals can cut off a black beard, and its regeneration ability is greatly weakened.

It seems that under the boundary of the holy flame, this thing has been dried and has no power.

With the mentality of beating a drowning dog, a group of evacuees returned to the war again.

When Yang Feng saw this, his face suddenly sank and shouted, "ah ah ah, this is my home. This devil will be cleaned up by me at last. What are you doing? So shameless, come to pick up a bargain? I weakened him. You come to rob him? Do you fight like this in the regiment war?"

"Ouch, sect leader Yang, don't be so stingy. We won't forget your credit. Let's just take the rest. Take a break and kill!"

A Wulin fellow can smiled and immediately joined the final battle against the black soul tree.

The black soul tree is really powerless. It is approached by these Wulin experts step by step.

The emperor in the distance, looking at all this from a distance, also came the spirit.

Eh, the strange tree seems to be under control. Victory is in sight. Yang Feng must not be allowed to take the great feat alone. I owe the credit for the final elimination of the ghost king.

Thinking so, the emperor, who only had the third-order strength of the generals, rushed into the battlefield at top speed, shouting while running: "All the officers and soldiers and the righteous people in Wulin listen, I am the Nanzhao emperor. You are loyal to your country, and I will remember you. It's no problem who gets the ghost King's head, pushes down the black soul tree, and honors the king. Especially, remember that the annihilation war against the ghost king was fought by my imperial expedition, which has nothing to do with others."

"A clown!"

The corners of his mouth kept pumping, and the ghost King's face was gloomy. He clenched his teeth and said, "even if I die, I can't die in the hands of you losers, ha!"

With a loud drink, the ghost king made his last effort, but saw black thorns suddenly coming out from the ground and passing through the hearts of countless people, including the emperor who was scrambling to lead the work.

Uh!

As soon as the body stagnated, the emperor looked at the blood hole in his chest and immediately felt wronged and almost cried.

Shit, didn't he say he couldn't, how

Hoo!

A strange force came from the root, and then the soul was sucked in by the root as soon as it was dark in front of everyone. At the same time, the ferocious face shown by the trunk of the black soul opened its teeth and claws more recklessly, as if it was going to break out of the seal of the black tree.

"Great Xia, I want to fight you to the death. Take my move, the ultimate meaning of the black soul tree, and the black soul devours the sky!"

The ghost king shouted loudly. As soon as the body of the black soul tree shook, it suddenly ejected countless ghost faces. When it saw people, it bit through people's body and devoured people's soul.

People want to fight back, but no matter how technical they are, they don't work. They pass through the black face one after another.

Seeing this, everyone was so frightened that they ran away and cried for their parents.

Shit, I wouldn't come back to shovel this tree if I knew he had this move. Who said he couldn't do it before, I killed him, woo woo

"This is a spell for human soul. Ordinary spells can't hit."

Looking at this scene, Yang Feng hissed slightly in his eyes. Although he hesitated in his heart, he still clenched his teeth hard in the end.

Forget it. Lose face. It's important to save people.

Thinking so, Yang Feng immediately pinched the orchid fingers with both hands, crossed left and right, and murmured, "the 13th generation leader of our sect, Yin Shiniang's twelve grade medium-level unique skill, butterflies love flowers!"

WOW!

As soon as the voice fell, a flame lotus with a length of tens of feet bloomed at the foot of Yang Feng, and then the flowers bloomed, and countless flame butterflies flew out.

As soon as he touched those black ghost faces, he immediately burned up, but in a moment, he burned all the Black Ghost faces.

The body was suddenly shocked, and the ghost King couldn't stop. He stepped back for two steps. A mouthful of red slipped from the corner of his mouth. It was difficult to see the extreme in his face: "unexpectedly, he could actually master the unique skill of the 13th generation leader of this sect..."

"Well, sect leader Yang, you saved our lives again. We... ER!"

Seeing this, the people who were running for their lives also shouted loudly, and then looked at Yang Feng with gratitude. However, as soon as they saw it, their faces twitched and couldn't stop laughing.

At this moment, Yang Feng pinched his orchid finger and looked like a second chair.

But Yang Feng can't help it. Who made this move created by the only female leader of our church? Of course, there is a female posture.

Then, after Yang Feng's round of assists, everyone basically withdrew from the battlefield.

Yang Feng saw that the time had come and could finally make a big move.

The body floated up gently and flew into the sky. Yang Feng looked down at the ghost king who was already weak under the light of the holy fire and shouted, "ghost king, you have committed countless sins against our religion. Today, I will punish you and clean up the door."

"The first generation of holy ancestors, twelve top-level techniques, sky fire meteor shower!"

WOW!

As soon as the voice fell, countless fireballs suddenly gathered on the nine days, like raindrops, and fell on the ghost king and black soul tree below, each as big as a imperial city.

Looking at all this, the ghost King smiled and smiled helplessly.

In the end, I'm still a fake leader.

However, if you can die in the hands of the true leader, you can die well. Ha ha!

"Regeneration!"

Suddenly, just then, a familiar figure appeared next to him.

The ghost King hissed and squinted, and his eyebrows moved slightly: "Dad?"

"Sorry, I hurt you. I told you to be the leader from childhood. In fact, you are not expected to be the leader, but your father is too persistent."

He patted him on the shoulder, and soul Tian Fang smiled: "I've been dead for so many years and I've been worried about you. Let my father go with you today."

Without speaking, the ghost King smiled and nodded faintly.

Boom!

At this time, a fireball fell and razed the whole capital to the ground. The black soul tree and the ghost king turned into ashes in the blink of an eye under this towering flame.

Not only the flesh, but also the soul