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Chapter 405: Sacred Fire Cult General Altar

Chapter 405: Holy Fire Cult Main Altar

call out

In the dark teleportation channel, the sky was filled with stars. Yang Feng had a cold face and held the Five Poison Boy's neck tightly without letting up at all.

The Five Poison boy frowned and thought carefully, trying to think of a solution, but he didn't have any good ideas anyway.

As the saying goes, if you take a hard time, you will gain wisdom.

She took the opportunity to kick this girl out of the passage last time, so there's no reason to fall for it again this time.

But treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, if he is a fool, he can trip twice in the same pit. And from the look of him, he seems to be a fool.

At the thought of this, the Five Poison Boy couldn't help but smile brightly, turned to look at Yang Feng, showed a very cute expression, and said coquettishly, "Brother, you are hurting me, can you please be gentle?"

Snapped

Before she finished speaking, Yang Feng slapped her in the face, but he still had a cold face and remained silent.

"Hey, why are you hitting someone? What did I say?"

Snapped

The Five Poison boy still wanted to reason, but was slapped in the face again.

"Hey, you"

Snapped

"Okay, I won't say anything anymore"

Snapped

"Don't tell me to pay back"

Snapped

"Fuck"

Snapped

After being slapped six times in a row, the Five Poison Boy was completely mute, his whole cheek was swollen like a pig's head, and he was crying helplessly.

How could this cruel man treat a girl like this, and she is so cute? How could he do this?

Woo woo woo

The whole journey was speechless, and the world finally became clear. Two people, one big and one small, and two figures, shuttled through the dark space passage.

A quarter of an hour later, I saw a red light falling and settling on a mighty high platform.

Yang Feng only saw that the space in front of him was distorted for a while, and the whole world around him changed, as if it suddenly came into being from scratch, and the scenery and characters suddenly popped out.

Raging flames were burning all around, with a total of eight large fire towers.

When a group of figures in red robes saw them appearing on the high platform, they immediately knelt down to greet them and shouted, "Welcome the Five Poison Boys to return to the main altar."

Looking around, it was so dark that there were thousands of people.

Here is the main altar of the Holy Fire Sect.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng looked around at these magnificent buildings, feeling a little excited but also a little uneasy.

His brother's safety will soon be confirmed, but I don't know whether to feel happy or sad, alas.

The Five Poison Boy secretly glanced at Yang Feng's somewhat confused expression at this moment. He rolled his eyes and suddenly shouted to everyone in the audience, "There is an enemy attack. Quickly sound the alarm and notify the whole church to prepare for defense."

call

However, before she had finished speaking, and the congregants below had not yet reacted, they saw a cold wind blowing past. The thousands of people below suddenly turned into ice sculptures, and could no longer be seen.

Can't move anymore.

hiss

Seeing this scene, the Five Poison boy couldn't help but take a deep breath and turned pale.

Although she knew that Yang Feng was powerful, she never expected that the monster Yang Feng actually had a group attack skill. And this skill was so abnormal that he could freeze thousands of people with a wave of his hand, and no one could escape.

That means that as long as this monster is willing, it is basically impossible for anyone who encounters him to leave alive and go back to report the news.

It's over, it's all over now

His face was twitching, and the eyes of the Five Poison Boys were full of despair.

Yang Feng slowly withdrew his cold palm, his eyes calm, and said calmly, "You can yell, if you are willing to kill a few more people."

"Well"

The corners of his mouth tightened, and the Five Poison Boy fell silent.

Yang Feng didn't look at her, he just pinched the back of her neck and walked forward, "I'm here to confirm my brother's safety this time. You'd better pray to God that your memory of my brother was caused by that bitch."

He has tampered with it. Otherwise, your entire Holy Fire Cult will be buried with my brother."

"Uh huh"

The corners of his mouth became even more deflated, and the Five Poison Boy almost cried.

Master, I'm sorry, I brought this monster back to you. Please don't blame me. I was forced to do it. Otherwise, even if I didn't bring him here and he snatched my teleportation jade token, he could come here at will.

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I just hope that my memory about his brother is false, otherwise, wow

The Five Poison boy was wailing in his heart, regretting what he had done.

You said, why was her hand so short at that time? Who could she catch? She caught this monster's brother. But who would have thought that that kid had such a perverted brother?

What kind of family is theirs? It's so strange that the gap in strength between the two brothers is so huge. Isn't this a deliberate attempt to fish for law enforcement? It's so unethical.

The Five Poison boy was sobbing with tears in his eyes, like a wronged child. Yang Feng ignored her and just pushed her forward, letting her lead the way to find her master, the Poison King.

Along the way, a sentry from the Holy Fire Sect saw them. Seeing that Yang Feng came with the Five Poisons boy, they thought he was a newly promoted member of the cult from outside, so they didn't pay attention to them and saluted them one after another.

Salute.

The Five Poison Boy had no words to speak of his misery. He was worried that if he shouted casually and provoked the monster to go on a killing spree, he could only remain silent. I hope that any of the clever believers in this sect could see something and hurry up.

Sound the alarm and put the whole church under martial law.

But it was obvious that they had not met such a person along the way.

Finally, they came to a hall with a blazing flame burning in the upper part. A group of senior members of the Holy Fire Cult were prostrate and worshiped in front of the flames with devout expressions on their faces, muttering something in their mouths.

"Burn my remains in a raging fire; life is so joyful, and death is so painful."

Yang Feng knew that this was their teaching. Although it was exactly the same as that of Jin Yong's Yitian Zhongming Sect, and he didn't know who copied it from whom, in this world, it was considered their patented product.

So, Yang Feng didn't rush in. He just pulled the Wudu boy by his neck, leaned in front of the door, and watched what was going on inside.

After they paid their respects and stood up, the senior leaders of the Holy Fire Cult lined up neatly on both sides and bowed slightly in the middle.

In the front and center position are two old men.

There was a man with green hair, wearing a green robe, and two green eyes. It looked like his wife had run away with someone else, and his whole body was covered in green.

The other one was dressed in a gray robe and had gray hair all over his head. Even his eyebrows were gray. He looked like an antique that had just crawled out of the cellar. He was obviously suffering from kidney failure.

I guess his wife also ran away with someone.

Yang Feng just glanced at it and couldn't help but sigh. He looked at the Five Poisons boy who dared not say anything and said, "Is your Holy Fire Sect a concentration camp for freaks? Every one of them has a weird shape and no one is pleasing to the eye. You guys usually

When recruiting followers, there is no requirement for appearance."

You still have the nerve to despise us for talking about freaks. Who can blame you? You monster, hum.
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