Chapter 1520: Yan Ming Hall

what?
Yan Yurou was puzzled when she heard Yang Feng's words, and was stunned.
Yang Feng smiled suddenly, helped her up, and said lightly: "Okay, don't worry about this too much, I'll tell you what happened later.
Now we have to find another tour guide to take us to Yanming Hall. "
"Yan Ming Hall?
Where is that? "
"It's the Yan Luo Temple here, but the ancestors of the Yan family are all in charge."
Yang Feng told Yan Yurou what he was investigating.
Yan Yurou finally understood that the leaders in charge of the Yin Cao Jifu were their ancestors, and she exhaled: "This is easy. If the ancestors of the Yan family are in charge of the Yin and Yang channels, they will definitely Take care of our Yan family descendants.
Let me come forward, they will definitely help us back to the sun. "
"Well, there is someone in the DPRK who is easy to handle!"
Nodding his head, Yang Feng laughed and said, "Now I have to find another guide to take us to Yanming Hall."
Guide?
Who are you looking for?
This smog is heavy, a place where there are no ghosts... Yan Yurou's eyes are confused, and when she looks around, Yang Feng roars with her throat: "Extraordinary good news, freshly baked, steaming living flesh, Right here, first come, first served.
You can't miss it when you pass by, just ask if your house hasn't been opened for a few years, come quickly! "
Wow...As soon as the voice fell, the smoke and dust billowed like a tsunami, surging from all directions, and they soon came to a place not far away.
Yan Yurou looked around, her pupils shrank suddenly, her forehead was full of cold sweat.
At this moment, after a few minutes, millions of ghosts gathered immediately around the two, and dozens of them were hundreds of feet long, more than ten times taller than the ghost king that Yang Feng had encountered earlier.
This shows that it has swallowed much more ghosts, and its strength is more terrifying than that of the ghost king.
Yan Yurou's legs trembled a little, and her voice was trembling: "That... Yang Feng, are there too many here?"
"Guide, the more you come, the better.
The more you come, the more information.
Even if one does not recognize the way, it is impossible to deny all of them, hahaha! "
Yang Tian smiled dumbly, Yang Feng was noncommittal, how could he be at ease.
A quarter of an hour later, as the bursts of loud noises were annihilated, the dust like a sandstorm was completely dispersed, and the whole land was already full of groaning ghosts.
A huge evil spirit with a length of hundreds of feet and a hideous face was kneeling on the ground in a shivering manner at this moment, so scared that he was crying.
Yang Feng stared at him intently, and stepped on his huge head, and said gloomily: "Those who are acquainted should be obedient to me, otherwise..." Then, Yang Feng glanced at the dozens of followers not far away. The corpse of this evil spirit is huge.
The evil spirit shivered and nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, from now on I will be a dog by your side.
Where do you want me to go? Who do you want me to bite? Don't dare to disobey half a bit, just ask you to let me go, oooooo! "
With a grin, Yang Feng glanced at Yan Yurou triumphantly.
Yan Yurou opened her mouth wide in shock. She never expected that Yang Feng was so strong. Faced with these terrifying evil spirits in the underworld, she could beat millions one by one, and she was completely immune to the yin air that would make her whole body stiff. Shackled, becoming the overlord of one party, really dead and ghost, suddenly slapped his palms with joy.
Yang Feng smiled evilly, then looked at King Yan Mo below, suddenly coldly said: "Okay, with your attitude, I will spare your life and take you as a little brother."
"Yes, boss!"
Yan Mo bowed his knees and said, Yang Feng coughed dryly, and then said: "I'll ask you how to get to Yanming Palace, do you know?"
"Yan Ming Hall?"
After a moment of stagnation, Yan Mo turned his eyes around and muttered: "Boss, what are you doing in Yanming Hall?
Could it be..." The corner of his mouth curled up, and Yang Feng squinted: "Since you know the way, take us there.
From there, we will open a way, the way to hope, hum! "
"That's it!"
Nodding clearly, King Yan Mo understood, his eyes condensed immediately, and he raised his head suddenly and shouted: "Little ones, get me up, go to Yanming Hall with the boss, and open a way there!"
Roar! As soon as the voice fell, the ghosts who had been beaten by Yang Feng in agony, immediately tried to support their bodies, raised their arms and roared, just as if they had been given a stimulant.
Yang Feng was taken aback, what's going on?
Don't you let them lead the way, what are they doing so excited?
Yan Yurou was also puzzled, and muttered: "What's wrong with them?"
"Oh, nothing. It's probably because I spared their lives and made such a small request. I'm so happy."
With a grin at the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng laughed and said: "These ghosts are pretty simple and easy to satisfy, hahaha."
Yan Yurou looked at him suspiciously, and then at the dancing ghosts. She always felt that there was something strange, but she didn't wait for her to figure out what happened. The Baizhang Yan Mo had already grabbed her and Yang Feng's body. Put it on his shoulder.
Then, under the leadership of the Great King Yan Mo, the army of millions of ghosts marched forward vigorously, with a strong will to fight in their eyes.
Seeing this, Yan Yurou felt even more strange: "Hey, Yang Feng, are they showing us the way?
How do I feel like they are going to fight, so aggressive? "
"Eh, Yurou, you don't understand this, it's called momentum, understand?"
With a sudden smile, Yang Feng lay comfortably on Yan Mo's shoulders, dangling Erlang's legs, and chuckled softly: "Since they have already returned to me, when they are my little brother, they will definitely want to flatter.
The best flattery is the momentum of travel.
When you are the boss, go out to buy some food, and the younger brothers around you are all in a fight. The underworld is like this. "
"Um... let's go to Yanming Hall to find out where the students are. It's so aggressive, don't we need it?"
Yan Yurou still felt strange, and said again.
Yang Feng didn't take it seriously. He was immersed in the support of this empty alley.
Those veteran cadres in Yanming Palace are the ancestors of the Yan family.
As the Yan family son-in-law, if I go to them for help alone, I will definitely be looked down upon by them.
Just like your father back then, snobbish, said nothing to recognize my son-in-law. "
"And the current situation, I think it is very good, you can go and show the old guys.
In their underworld, Lao Tzu can instantly become the overlord of one party, not to mention Lao Tzu's achievements in the sun.
No matter how snobbish the old guys are, I’m afraid they can’t find anything wrong with me, hahaha! "
Virtue! Yan Yurou gave him a hard look and shook her head with a laugh, so she didn't care.
Three hours later, this mighty army stopped, Yang Feng raised his eyes and saw that a magnificent palace in front came into view, completely different from the gloomy place around here.
It is as if a White House was built in a poor county in a poor valley.
And on the plaque above the hall, there are three big characters with golden light, Yan Ming Hall!