Chapter 1988: captive

Whoosh! Like a cannonball, Wen Liang's intrepid spirit arrived in the blink of an eye.
Yang Feng wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and the soul became much thinner than before, indeed a little weak: "Hey, I didn't expect to use Heaven's Forbidden Technique twice, which consumed so much soul power.
It seems that I have to go back to that stinky boy's body and cultivate for a while, or else I must be gone. "
"There is no chance, I will let your soul fly away now, Jie Jie Jie."
Wen Liang heard his self-talk, smiled wickedly, and already came to Yang Feng.
If this collision is true, Yang Feng's weak soul at this moment, I am afraid that it will immediately disappear between heaven and earth, but...touch! There was a loud noise, and Wen Liang hadn't realized what was going on. He suddenly felt a very powerful blow hit his soul, and then his previously unthinkable soul immediately resembled a broken kite. Generally, falling weakly to the ground below, and when I rolled my eyes, I almost passed out.
"Why... how could... something happened..." "Young man, I don't have any experience in the world.
Don’t you know that when you go out to fight, in addition to your own strength, you also need equipment to it? "
With a grin at the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng revealed an evil smile. In his hand, a golden whip was emitting a mocking light.
"Oh, the magic whip that was seized from the Flame Ghost King at that time, I didn't expect it to be used here, hahaha!"
Laughing, Yang Feng dived and followed the direction of Wen Liang's fall, catching up.
call out! At the same time, Huo Yanfeng on the ground was looking up at the sky, watching the thunder in the nine heavens with concern, but saw a stream of light flash by, directly hitting his backyard, turning into an illusory figure.
Huo Yanfeng was in a hurry and hurried forward: "Ancestor, are you okay... Hey, who are you?"
However, when he got closer, he saw that it was a very weak soul, completely different from the image that their ancestors once showed.
"Hey, silly boy, I am here."
At this time, Yang Feng's soul finally caught up, and shouted: "I consume too much soul power, I have to enter your body to replenish it, and lend me the control of your body!"
"No problem, ancestor, who of us and who..." Whoosh! Huo Yanfeng smiled disapprovingly, but he didn't finish his words. Yang Feng had already got into his body unceremoniously.
Huo Yanfeng shook his body directly, and after shaking his head, this body completely became Yang Feng's.
"Yanfeng, how is old ancestor him?"
Li Xiaolan ran over without knowing it, and pulled Yang Feng's arm into her arms. Yang Feng smiled awkwardly: "That... grandchildren, grandchildren, I am the ancestor.
If you’re tired, why don’t you take a break in this kid’s body? "
what?
Cheeks flushed suddenly, and Li Xiaolan hurriedly let go of Yang Feng's arm and jumped in shame: "Ancestor, why didn't you say it earlier?"
"You didn't give me a chance to say, don't you just stop it.
Uh... Actually, even if you keep pulling me, I don't mind. "
"I'm not serious, get out!"
Li Xiaolan glared at him, and Yang Feng grinned and ignored it. Instead, he approached the weak gentleman. The light flashed in his hand, and the magical weapon hitting the whip appeared again.
Wen Liang squinted his eyes, turned his head weakly, suddenly his pupils suddenly burst, and said in disbelief, "Fighting the whip?
For... why?
Hungry Ghost Road, Death God's special whip, will it be in your hands? "
"I touched it during my internship in Hungry Ghost Road."
With a chuckle and shrugging his shoulders, Yang Feng leaned over and looked at the gentle and weakening spirit: "Boy, you know how good it is?
Not convinced? "
"Not satisfied!"
Gritting his teeth tightly, Wen Liang said bitterly: "You only rely on the power of a divine weapon, but you can't win by war!"
"Oh, you are so embarrassed to say it.
I relied on the power of an artifact, how about you?
Taking advantage of the danger, you clearly see that my soul has been severely injured, and you have enough soul power to hit me. Are you a hero? "
Humph! There was a rough breath from his nostrils, Wen Liang turned his head and ignored him.
Yang Feng grinned and slapped him lightly with the whip, "Hey, are you really a student of Sanctuary Academy?"
"Of course, why did I lie to you?"
"How many sanctuary colleges are there in the God Realm?
Are you from a branch school? "
"The God Realm is just a Sanctuary College, where is the branch campus?"
"That's weird, there is no branch campus, why have you never heard of each other?"
Yang Feng squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "What level is your cultivation level now?"
"Level 132!"
"Level 132, I just practiced in Hell Road, higher than my starting point.
If you get a high score for every internship, then you will be a senior executive who graduated..." Yang Feng muttered, Wen Liang's ear moved, and when he heard his words, he immediately sneered: "Why, are you scared?
I am afraid that I will become an executive in the future and retaliate against you..." Bang! Before he could finish speaking, Yang Feng whipped away again, and immediately made him crooked.
The scorching pain that penetrated the soul made the warm-mouthed almost cry, if the soul could shed tears.
Yang Feng ignored him, just kept playing with the whip in his hands, thinking carefully: "The 132-level intern, who is so terrible, can't be an unknown person in the academy, but why don't I know him?
By the way, who is your master? "
Without speaking, Wen Liang kept his face cold.
Yang Feng lightly waved the magic whip and shook it in front of his eyes. Wen Liang immediately shivered all over his body and immediately said, "My instructor is Di Ablo!"
"Di Abro?"
The pupils suddenly burst, and Yang Feng immediately exclaimed, "How is it possible?"
"Why, do you know my mentor?"
"Shouldn't it?"
Yang Feng didn't go to see him, just fell into a deep bewilderment again.
He clearly remembered that Di Abro, this kid, was judged by Tang Aotian of the Shura Adjudication Office because he owed him his mouth. Why was he still alive?
This is strange. King Abel is alive and Di Abro is still alive. Why are the gods who died before are alive?
What is going on here, is it all the same name?
But before he wanted to understand what was going on in this world, a black shadow suddenly flashed in the sky, making an extremely majestic and stern voice: "Bold lunatic, where is Xiaoxiao, dare to do something to the intern demon god?
Don't want to live anymore, do you? "
Wow! The blue fire ignited again, and the entire sky was dark and heavy, as if the mountains and rain were about to come and the wind was all over the building.
"Tutor, you are finally here."
Wen Liang was overjoyed and shouted as if grabbing the straw.
Yang Feng looked at the dark shadow deeply and shouted, "You are the demon of this plane, Di Abro?"
"Yes, since you know the identity of the deity, why don't you catch it soon?"
"You show me a face first."
Yang Feng hurriedly said: "I'll make sure first, are you the demon Di Ablo I know!"