Chapter 464: Domineering debut

Oh oh oh!
There was a rooster crowing, and the sky in the distance turned white.
The ghost king and the group of black soul seniors drank a night of sullen wine in the Wanshou Palace, depressed, and hearing the harsh screams, they couldn't help shaking their bodies and muttering: What time is it? "
Enlighten master, it's time! "
Damn, it's so bright, the old man held this banquet for a whole day, and the didn't come. Did he let the pigeons off? Damn! "
Gritting his teeth hard, the King of Ghosts looked annoyed, touched the ground, patted the table again, and got up suddenly: No longer, let's go away. "
General Fumo, the heroic hero is here! "
However, as soon as his voice fell, a scream rang out, and the ghost king shook again. He hurried back to his seat again and sat up with a tight heart. At the same time, he glared down at those impatiently waiting, all of them paralyzed. They scolded: Do you sit upright for me and show your momentum. This is our home court. Don't let others underestimate it. "
what? What kind of momentum can you have after being left out all night?
The face twitched, and after a whole night of tormenting, these big demons who were arrogant and motivated at the beginning are all depressed and listless at this moment.
However, since the master is dead, they still reluctantly stood up, resisting yawning, and straightened their spirits.
The ghost king stared at the big copper bells, staring at the gate of the palace, trying his best to show a domineering and revealing aura, waiting for Yang Feng to enter the door.
At the same time, Ji Shishi stared deeply at the doorway, with expectations in his eyes and even more doubts.
She still doesn't know until now, why is such a terrible ghost king and a group of demons so jealous of her dead ghost?
Roar!
Suddenly, a roar of dragon roar rushed straight for nine days, shaking the entire palace continuously, and even more shocked the high level of the Black Soul Sect, their hearts trembled, not knowing why.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a black shadow dress stepping into the door, his demeanor was calm and concise, like the arrival of the emperor. Nine golden dragons surround the body, guarding them on the side, and they are all over the place.
Yang Feng stared at the ancient well, as if looking at the world, everything was an ant. That high-mindedness made everyone present just take a look, and they suddenly realized that they were small, like a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.
It's never been before, when these powerful monsters in the Quartet meet a person, they will have such a deep sense of surrender from the bottom of their hearts.
There is no doubt that this is the real power of the emperor, even they can hardly resist the domineering.
Quiet, deadly quiet.
At this time, everyone present was stunned, and they were all overwhelmed by Yang Feng's emperor's power during the month of special training. Where are the black soul high-levels even more imposing?
They are not bowing their heads and begging for mercy, which is pretty good. Even at this time, they didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of committing a dragon face.
Wow, so handsome, I never expected that the dead ghost in my family was so decent, so domineering, I really like it.
It was also the first time that Na Ji Shishi saw Yang Feng's attitude of an emperor without anger and prestige. Even though his eyes were full of peach blossoms, a pretty face was red.
As for that Yue'er, her eyes couldn't stop flickering, a heart pounding involuntarily, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and her eyes were colorful.
Sure enough, my lord is the emperor of life. With this emperor's demeanor, he steadily killed any emperor of the Ten Great Empires.
Teach... the leader? "
At this moment, the ghost king is already looking demented, because Yang Feng's Tyrannical Robe is familiar to him. This is the twelfth-grade warrior that only their holy flame leader can wear, which is equivalent to a holy religion. The dragon robe in China.
Back then, he bowed to this robe, and didn't know how many times he bowed down to this robe, and how many times he wore it in his dreams.
Now, when the ghost king sees this robe appear again, especially when it is worn on Yang Feng, he is even more domineering, as if the leader is here.
Unable to help, the King of Ghosts couldn't help raising his hands and wanted to bow down, but he just raised one hand and was knocked off by his other hand.
Then, lift it up again and knock it out again.
I was crying, he is not the leader, he is not the leader, the leader is dead, he is a fake.
However, even if he kept warning himself in his heart, after this month of etiquette training, Yang Feng has become a leader from the inside to the outside, and he has caused the ghost king to shake his mind for a while. No matter how he looks like a fake, he can't bear it. I want to bow down when I live.
At this time, the spirit of the ghost king has completely dissipated, and there is no qualification to clamor, and it is not bad without kowtow.
tread!
Finally, Yang Feng walked to the center of the main hall and stopped, his eyes flashed with cold light, and after an indifferent glance at the ghost king, he said coldly: Daring ghost king, when you see this leader, why not kneel! "
Wow, the sound is so textured. Why didn't my old lady find out before that this dead ghost is so stylish when he is serious?
Hearing his deep voice, Ji Shishi couldn't help being even more drunk.
The four guardians of the Holy Fire Sect, the rebirth of the ghost king, see..."
His body shook, and the ghost king shuddered by Yang Feng's majestic voice. He immediately got up and was about to pay his respects, but before he bent down the noble old waist, he suddenly stagnated, reacted, and then looked at Yang Feng again. The familiar face immediately furiously said: No, you are not the leader of this religion, you are a fake. Say, hero, where did you come from? How did you teach the old man’s torch? "
When did the Holy Fire become yours? You renegade cult, huh! "
With a cold snort, Yang Feng said with an arrogant expression: This seat is now the leader of the Holy Fire. It is supported by the two kings of the Dead and the Poison King. Ten thousand members of the Holy Church's general altar have witnessed the succession of the leader. If you still think about the words that you used to be the King of the Holy Religion, you can quickly grab it, kneel down and beg for mercy, and this seat can spare your life. Otherwise, if you are still so obsessed, the Holy Fire will never forgive you! "
what? God hero has become the leader of the Holy Flame? Then our enemy is not just him, but a bunch of them. "
This happened. He was already as strong as a monster, but now with the help of those old demon of the Holy Flame, he is powerful. "
Now we have no chance of winning, alas! "
...
Shaking his head and sighing, the high-levels of the Black Soul Sect suddenly became more worried.
After all, they couldn't even beat Yang Feng alone. Now that they have directly taken over an ancient and huge organization, they are even less opponents.
How many years have they been established since the Black Soul Sect, and they recruited some underworld figures from the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains.
However, the Pope, who was established for tens of thousands of years, is a regular army with doctrines, beliefs, organization and discipline, clear division of labor, well-defined ranks and proper ranks.
Even though the Sacred Fire cult has declined a bit now, the lean camel is bigger than a horse.
Where do they put their heritage, if they stubbornly stubbornly, who is their opponent?
Besides, the boss of their family is just a Dharma king of their family, and this level is far away.
Unexpectedly, the people of these Black Soul Sects became more pessimistic about their future prospects...