Chapter 534: The Holy Robe Appears

"Yang Feng, it turns out that this is a secret work sent by you. It was really well hidden. It wasn't until this moment that we took action!"

Turning his head suddenly to look at Yang Feng who was hugging Yun Zhan tightly in the void, the Ghost King gritted his teeth angrily and said: "You are indeed very deep in the city, and I'm trying to trick you again. But even if you save the girl,

How about it? Just a thought from me will make her lose her mind!"

"That's not necessarily the case!"

With a grin on his face, Yang Feng immediately raised his hand in front of Yun Zhan's forehead, and a handful of golden flames were immediately sucked out by him and returned to his palm.

A black mark appeared on Yun Zhan's forehead, turned into black energy, and disappeared without a trace.

Yun Zhan was startled and raised his hand to touch the strange thing on his forehead. Before he could realize what was going on, the Ghost King couldn't help but glared fiercely and said in disbelief: "You can actually unlock the Black Soul Seal.

?Control the holy fire of our religion? Could it be that you have already..."

Without saying a word, Yang Feng showed a pair of white teeth and let him feel it for himself.

The Ghost King's eyelids twitched and he shook his head in disbelief: "Impossible, I grew up in the Holy Fire Sect since I was a child. My father is still the leader of the Sect, and I have a good foundation. The Holy Fire doesn't recognize me. Why do you, an outsider, come to the Holy Sect?

It has only been a few days, but it has been recognized by the Holy Fire and passed on to the Holy Fire? This is absolutely impossible!"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it...why?"

The Ghost King was roaring at the top of his lungs. When everyone around him saw this, their eyes lit up, and hope for life arose in their hearts.

"Did you see it? The great hero can actually unlock the Black Soul Seal. We are saved!"

"That's right, the great hero God Dick can decode the seal, so we don't have to be controlled by the Ghost King!"

"Now, just wait until the great hero takes care of the Ghost King, and then we will be free!"

…

Everyone was so excited that their eyes filled with tears.

The Ghost King looked like he was crazy, his eyes were red, and he was also filled with tears, but he was not excited, he was sad and angry. He felt as if something that originally belonged to him had been taken away from him.

Then, the Ghost King glared fiercely at Dugu Hai in front of him, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, struck him with a palm, and roared: "You little bastard, it's all because of you, go to hell!"

"Master!"

His eyelids twitched, and Duguhai screamed.

Yang Feng raised his hand to face the Ghost King, already ready, pointing with Yang Feng.

call out!

An ice pick shot out suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, the Ghost King's furious palm had not even touched a single hair on Dugu Hai's body. The sharp ice front had already penetrated his heart directly and was suddenly shot away.

, nailed to the upturned black soul branch not far away.

"good!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the venue shouted loudly and became excited. Their admiration for Yang Feng was even lowered and they were filled with admiration.

The reputation of this great hero is indeed well deserved. Such a terrifying ghost king was actually knocked away with just one move. It is really beyond the reach of little bastards like us. It seems that victory is in sight.

A group of martial arts masters had hope in their hearts, and even began to despise themselves as trash.

But they are not dissatisfied at all, but are very happy. Compared with the incredible strength of the great hero, they are nothing but trash.

As long as this great hero can defeat the Ghost King and rescue them, they can be treated like loaches, let alone trash fish.

Everyone's eyes were filled with hope, but they saw black shadows suddenly appear, and they all shot towards Duguhai, it was the black fibrous roots.

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, Duguhai couldn't help but scream again. Yang Feng ducked out of the way and came to him in an instant. He reached out and took him into his arms, and wanted to teleport away, but it was already too late.

Boom boom boom!

Loud noises came one after another, and those black roots were like tangles, wrapping around the three people crazily, like spiders spinning silk, wrapping them into a black ball and lifting them high.

Immediately afterwards, another large black root turned into a series of steel needles and was inserted into the black ball. Looking at it, there were more than tens of thousands of them. However, in the blink of an eye, the black ball had been inserted into one.

Just a hedgehog.

The Ghost King had a gloomy face, raised his hand to pull out the ice in his heart, and fell down. The hole in his heart that had been penetrated was restored to its original state after being repaired by black roots.

"The great dick hero!"

Looking up at the three people trapped in the ball, the Ghost King looked up to the sky and roared: "Whenever you are approached by the branches of my black soul tree, these branches and leaves will penetrate into your body, absorb your life, and merge with you.

As one body, you can't break free even if you want to. Even if you are strong enough and can hold on for a while, can those two around you hold on? Yang Feng, if you lose this time, I am the winner, hahaha!

"

The Ghost King was laughing proudly, but it was very quiet in the black ball, and not a single sound came out.

When everyone around saw this, their hearts suddenly lifted.

What should we do? The great hero won’t just die, right? But if he dies, what should we do? Who will save us?

Everyone was waiting, their whole bodies trembling with worry.

Poison King and the other members of the Holy Fire Sect, as well as Yelu Chuxiong, Yan Tianxing and others who were friends with Yang Feng, frowned and stared at the black wooden ball, praying in their hearts that nothing would happen to him.

Everyone, including Na Alia and others, also prayed in their hearts that the Lord of the Forest could keep General Yang safe and sound. Although their Lord of the Forest had been refined by the Ghost King and could not protect themselves, they still held firm to their faith.

.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were concerned with Yang Feng, whether they were friends they had known before or strangers.

At this moment, their fate is connected with Yang Feng's.

Buzz!

An invisible wave suddenly spread out from within the black ball. Wherever it passed, a surge of heat suddenly emerged. People felt as if there was a fire burning in their hearts, and fine blood sprouted on their bodies.

Sweat, including the arrogant Black Soul Tree, gradually became shriveled up, not as plump and lively as before.

The bark of the tree is decaying, and the branches and leaves are withering, as if they have lost their vitality and are beginning to wither.

"what happened?"

With a trembling brow, the Ghost King stared closely at the huge black ball and clenched his fists, only to see another energy wave suddenly spread out, much more powerful than the one just now.

Wherever it passed, the pitch-black trunk of the Black Soul Tree suddenly turned gray, and the entire black ball also turned into a gray-white sphere, as fragile as burnt charcoal.

Then, there was a loud bang, the huge sphere exploded, and a dazzling fire light, like a small sun, burned in the sky.

The scorching temperature grilled the earth, and also grilled the arrogant Black Soul Tree, causing it to swing its branches uncontrollably, as if it was quite frightened and panicked. It seemed like a mouse had encountered a cat, a natural enemy.

Trembling all over.

"That is……"

His pupils couldn't help shrinking, and the Ghost King couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and his expression changed drastically.

Poison King and the others were also inexplicably surprised, but their eyes were full of surprises: "Could this be..."

Wow!

Gently unfolding the sleeves of his robe, the huge fireball unfolded. Yang Feng stood upright in the sky like a god of fire descending from the sky, holding Dugu Hai and Yun Zhan in his arms.

Behind him was a cloak burning with golden flames, fluttering in the wind, making the entire sky scorch.

"In the legend, the soul robe of the first saint ancestor?"
Chapter completed!