How could it be...

My eyes couldn't help but shrink, and Miluo turned his head stiffly, but he saw that at some point, Yang Feng stood up calmly, with no pain on his face, as if nothing had happened

It happened as if it had happened.

However, his eyes were a little different, and his indifference was filled with an unstoppable aura of superiors.

Have you broken free from my ghost path?

Her eyes squinted, and Miluo gritted her teeth unwillingly.

Wu Qiudao was delighted: "Brother Yang, are you okay?"

"Nonsense, how can I hurt me at all? I just wanted to experience how many pounds he had, but the result was that way, hum."

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and Yang Feng said very plainly.

When everyone around heard this, they immediately realized it. At the same time, they secretly praised the fact that this Saint Yang was indeed strong and had such confidence to let other people's holy path control their souls.

You should know that the competition between saints is no better than the energy of mortals. Other people's energy invades the body, whether it is spiritual energy or spiritual energy, you can suppress it with your own energy.

The holy path of a saint is controlled by the laws of heaven and earth. Once you are controlled by the other party's laws of heaven and earth, it is almost impossible to use the holy path to resist.

How can a person who has been controlled be qualified to take over the dominance?

But unexpectedly, Yang Feng could break free from the constraints under the control of the other party's holy path. This made the people around him secretly admire him. Even those who had mastered the Shinto could not help but look at him with different eyes.

"Sage Yang is indeed a master of art and courage. He dares to play like this. I admire you!"

"Can this ancient tribe actually break free from Miluo's ghost path? Could it be..."

The six-Dao Heavenly Masters who were watching all this in the Yunkong were also shocked at this time. They couldn't believe it was true. They kept shaking their heads: "No, how could the ancient tribesmen awaken the holy way."

?”

"Yes, the ancient tribes have always been materialistic, and it is difficult for them to awaken the holy path, but there are exceptions, just like those two old men."

Taking a deep breath, Lu Chengfeng's eyes flashed with a bright light: "Now that this kid can get rid of the shackles of the Miluo ghost path, that means he has really awakened. And his holy path is better than Miluo

Be much stronger, otherwise it cannot

Can counterattack instantly in such a passive situation!”

His body shook, and the faces of the heavenly masters all became solemn, and then they stared at Yang Feng's position below, wanting to see it in detail.

An ancient tribe actually understood the holy way that can instantly suppress the ghost realm. What kind of Taoism is it?

Miluo was also both shocked and angry, and gritted his teeth unwillingly: "Impossible, how could my ghost path be cracked by you so easily, let alone you are still..."

"I'm still what?"

With a raised brow, Yang Feng heard something in his words, but Mi Luo was halfway through his words, swallowed it again and cursed: "Yang Feng, you broke free from my ghost shackles just now, so you are lucky. Then now you will

Take my move again, everything is everywhere, the source of pain!”

Well!

The negative laws of the entire world quickly wrapped Yang Feng around him, as if he wanted to drag his soul into the Shura Hell again to experience the pain in the world.

However, this time, Yang Feng's face was very calm and his heart was as calm as water.

There seemed to be a black hole on his body. As soon as Miluo's law of heaven and earth controlled by Miluo came, he disappeared immediately. Miluo's ghost path could not capture Yang Feng's figure at all, as if Yang Feng did not exist in this world at all.

"How could it be...can't be controlled at all? Could it be that his holy path is really so strong? It has reached a point where even my ghost path perception cannot be perceived?"

"So strong, I can't tell what holy path he has shown, but it has already made Miluo's ghost path mess up. Is this the Saint Yang who fights with one hundred? It's true that he is well-known!"

The few prides of heaven who had understood the way of God were all solemn at this time, and none of them dared to neglect, because even those who had understood the way of God did not see the background of Yang Feng's holy path.

It made them pay more attention.

Not only them, but even the Six Path Heavenly Masters in the air all showed horror and confusion in their eyes.

"Did you see, what is his holy way?"

"I don't know, but there must be Tao. Tao is protecting his body, so that Miluo's ghost path cannot invade the slightest."

"My God, we can't even see it. What is the holy path this kid has learned?"

...

Talking, everyone kept following the crowd, only Lu Chengfeng didn't say anything, just staring at him

Fang and the other two refused to let go.

At this time, Yang Feng finally moved, raised his eyelids slightly, looked at Mi Luo, and felt so contemptuous: "You have put in all your strength, it's my turn now!"

"What?"

When his body shook, Miluo took a nervous step back, but before he could react, what was going on, he suddenly felt countless pains suddenly surged into his heart, including sadness, anger, jealousy, and unwillingness.

Endless.

This is... impossible, is this my ghost path?

Could it be that he is also a saint of ghosts?

ah!

However, before he could figure out the truth, his eyes were already dark, and he was instantly dragged into a state full of shrill screams. There, all he could feel was pain and helplessness, and he couldn't help but wail and scream.

Calling.

However, he still knew in his heart that this was like his Hell of the Rou, the other party dragged his soul into the illusion and endured the torture of the infinite soul.

But as a saint of the ghost realm, he had already read countless pains and had full resistance, so he wanted to calm down and drive these pains out of his heart.

But what he never expected was that he could not drive it away!

At this moment, his entire body and mind were controlled by Yang Feng's holy path. Under such an absolute law, he could only bear it and could not slow it down.

The power of Yang Feng’s Holy Dao made him truly understand what a gap is like!

No……

Miluo was wailing in his heart, but in the temple of the Taoist temple, his body had already become as soft as mud. He knelt down weakly, his eyes turned pale and drooling, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented fear.

No!

He couldn't help but thrust hard, and all the spectators around him were shocked: "He was so immersed in the ghost's heart control technique, just like the previous Saint Yang. He was just a great ghost's great man.

The Holy One would actually fall into such a mess in the ghost realm. Yang Feng’s method is simply incredible. What is his holy One? Could it be that the ghost realm is not achieved?"

All the saints were confused and still did not see Yang Feng's clues.

Not to mention them, even the Six Path Heavenly Masters in the Heaven are now confused and the monks are confused.
Chapter completed!