Chapter 1522: The way of hope

"They... even our hope of reincarnation is wiped out.
No matter whether we are alive or dead, we are all under the control of their Yan family, and we are slaves forever.
We are all people who can't get liberation even if we die, oh oh oh! "
Rumble! In the end, King Yan Mo roared, lying on the ground feebly, and howling like a child.
Who could have imagined that such a terrifying ghost emperor would have such a fragile and pitiful side.
Yan Yurou looked at this scene, her pupils were reddish, she covered her mouth, tears rolling in her eyes.
Yang Feng didn't say anything, but stared at the man indifferently, his eyes flashing with cold killing intent.
boom! There was another loud noise. Accompanied by the miserable wailing of hundreds of thousands of ghosts, Yan Mo looked up sharply and saw that the Yan family ancestor once again grabbed a large piece of ghosts, and threw it into his mouth as if eating popcorn. Sneered again and again.
"You untouchables, you still don't know the reality.
Since you entered this world created by our Yan family, your destiny has long been beyond your control. "
"Yeah, here we are gods.
Whether you are alive or dead, you are all slaves. In order to maintain the balance of our world, you will not be able to run through the work of life and age. "
"Do you still want to cast a good tire by reincarnation? Unfortunately, the reincarnation here is also controlled by us.
The best place for you is to continue to be slaves, otherwise it will be just a matter of minutes for us to make you a beast of a cat and a dog in your next life, hahaha! "
…All the Yan family members laughed to their heart's content, Yan Mo gritted his teeth fiercely, already trembling with anger, and finally shook his body suddenly, rushing towards the gate of the magnificent Yan Ming Palace, and the crescent shovel in his hand suddenly waved , Smashed hard at the golden door.
bump! However, there was a loud noise, and Yan Mo was directly bounced off, and the crescent shovel fell aside.
The huge figure of the Yan family's ancestors shook their fingers slightly, and sneered: "Even the old man can't beat a finger. Do you want to touch the door of our Yan family? You are worthy of lowly things?"
puff! Breathing out a gray air current, Yan Mo's body shrank by ten percent, and his breath was much weaker, but he still gritted his teeth, picked up his crescent shovel, and walked towards the golden gate step by step, his eyes full of determination. The color.
"I want to crush him, today I must crush him..." "Only you?
Humph, humble ant, let the old man go away! "
With a cold smile, the giant shadow of the Yan family immediately punched out, and the fist like a meteor came in the blink of an eye. The terrifying pressure instantly pressed Yan Mo's body tightly, and he could no longer move.
At this time, Yan Mo's eyes were still staring at the golden gate in front, unwilling to look in his eyes.
As if he wouldn't be stunned if he didn't smash the door today.
But unfortunately, under the terrifying strength of the Yan family's ancestors, he has no such opportunity at all.
Feeling that the coercion full of death breath is approaching, he finally showed despair.
He knew that after he was smashed to ashes, the soul fragments would regroup.
In the next life, his soul fragments may be in bugs, or yellow dogs and rabbits, who knows?
Anyway, it can't be in the souls of those noble Yan family, because he is too humble... Thinking of this, Yan Mo couldn't help crying.
Weeping for my own destiny, being played so.
For your own efforts, you will never be unwilling to get rewards.
puff! Suddenly, there was a muffled noise, and Yan Mo suddenly felt that his huge body was light, and he could move.
And above his head, in a deep shadow, there was a hint of warmth.
When he stiffened his head and turned his head to look, he saw that the meteor-sized fist of the Yan family ancestor stopped in the direction of the void above his head. Yang Feng did not know when he had already appeared there, and he blocked it with just one hand. Up.
"who?"
Shocked, the old cadres of the Yan family yelled.
Yan Mo was also taken aback and surprised: "Boss, didn't you say that you don't want to fight, why..." "Since you called me the boss and the younger brother was beaten, how could the boss stay out of the matter?"
With a grin at the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng raised his eyes to look at the huge golden gate in front of him, and Nu Nu said: "You want to smash it open, don't you hurry up?
Do you want me to do this for you? "
Slightly startled, but soon, Yan Mo reacted and nodded suddenly: "Yes, thank you boss!"
After speaking, Yan Mo carried the crescent shovel again, and rushed towards the golden gate with red eyes, roaring.
"Untouchables, dare you?"
Seeing this, another Yan family ancestor shouted, punched out, and was facing Yan Mo's face, but before he came in front of him, he...boom! A burst sounded, and along with the raging electric light waved Fang Yao, one arm of the Yan family ancestor was completely knocked into nothingness, countless Yin Qi escaped from his broken arm, and the body of that person was also rapidly shrinking. .
Yang Feng raised his arms high, with a gloomy expression on his face: "Old guy, keep your mouth clean. Don't be a pariah all day long. You are actually not noble and you are not qualified to judge others like that."
"The power of thunder in the sun?"
The body shook, and the ancestors were stunned and shouted: "This is impossible. The living beings in the yangjian came to the underworld and couldn't exert any power at all. Why could he still perform such a powerful stunt?"
Without speaking, Yang Feng just stared at these long-dead ancestors of the Yan family and said, "Because...I am a god!"
"what?"
"I am God, the real God!"
Staring at them intently, Yang Feng has never been like this before, and said so eagerly: "You lowly ants, you just occupy some more resources than ordinary people, so you dare to be the gods of this world and cut off others. The hope of life for the future.
You humble things are no longer worthy to live in this world and enjoy all the blessings that this world has given you.
The deity will use your ashes to reshape the order of this world! "
The brows trembled, those Yan family ancestors were all inexplicable, but they suddenly saw that, with a cry to the ground, a blue flame suddenly ignited, dancing an evil dance in Yang Feng's palm.
And since the moment the flame appeared, no matter who was around, suddenly felt an indescribable sense of fear, which went straight to the bottom of my heart.
"What kind of fire is this?"
The Yan family ancestors screamed.
The corner of his mouth curled up, and Yang Feng gave a wicked smile and said: "The fire of hope!"
boom! As soon as the voice fell, Yang Feng had already pushed the flame of out with a palm, and Yan Mo was also a crescent shovel, knocking the golden door in front of him into a big hole.
With the flames rushing and sweeping across the country, the powerful spirits of the Yan family's ancestors did not even have the opportunity to scream, they were completely reduced to ashes and disappeared completely.
The golden gate of Yanming Palace also fell under a loud bang.
Seeing this, the ghosts of the underworld all lit up, and the path of hope was opened up...