Chapter 1919: This is stolen goods

call! For no reason, the entire plane began to turbulence, and it kept shaking.
An unprecedented sense of pressure suddenly hit the hearts of everyone present.
As a congenital saint, Yang Ritian trembled inexplicably, and his pupils shrank unconsciously and said: "What's going on, I feel an inexplicable fear.
This is not a pure power gap, but a kind of Tianwei.
Dad, what exactly is he going to do? "
King Na Yinluo was even more panicked. Although he hadn't seen Yang Feng use any magic tricks, there was a kind of anxiety that kept swaying in his heart, causing him to go up and down.
"You...what are you doing?"
"Do this!"
Wow... Yang Feng's eyes must be certain, the hand with the golden Brahma word slowly swiped in his direction, and a huge hand shadow that stretched for thousands of miles and glowed with golden light suddenly appeared on the cloud sky of the entire nine days. Pressed down.
Especially in the center of the palm, a Sanskrit character flashed clearly, so dazzling.
"What is this?"
The pupils couldn't help shrinking fiercely. King Yin Luo had never seen such a magic technique, but he felt an irresistible horror in his heart.
It seems that under this palm, his hallowing 194-level ghost and will be crushed to death in an instant like an ant.
No, you will be killed, run quickly! His heart trembled, and King Yin Luo wanted to get away immediately, but he suddenly found that his entire soul seemed to be locked by that palm, and he could no longer move anymore.
"What the is this?"
Finally, King Yinluo couldn't restrain the fear in his heart, and roared up to the sky, and at the same time, various housekeeping magic arts desperately threw at the golden giant palm like money.
"Thousand Ghosts Chaozong!"
"Sura Sky Splitting!"
"Wanfasen Luoxiang!"
...Boom boom boom! The six magic arts, no matter what he is good at or not, are constantly blasting in that giant palm.
It's a pity that these magical skills were imprinted by Brahma, as if Ruixue had encountered magma, and disappeared as soon as they touched.
After the giant palm came in front of him, the madness on his face finally turned into a complete sluggishness: "What...what kind of magic is this?"
"Dadao magic, Brahma seal!"
bump! Yang Feng gave a soft drink, and then the giant golden palm slammed on King Yinluo's body, and instantly shot his entire soul out of the body of the head of the demon clan, and at the same time took his soul through layers of space. Finally, with a thud, he smashed into the purgatory of Hungry Ghost Road.
It was still the 194-step ladder, the original cell.
King Yinluo widened his eyes in a daze. He still didn't realize what was going on. The ghost who was patrolling the purgatory suddenly stared and shouted: "The fugitive King Yinluo has been caught back, who did it?
Go and notify the Hungry Ghost King! "
"Damn, I was beaten back to purgatory.
It's just...what's going on? "
King Yinluo was dumbfounded, his face blank, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock just now.
At the same time, in the spirit world, the old patriarch of the demon clan rolled his eyes after the Yinluo King's soul was separated, and fell weakly, and finally smashed a big hole in the ground with a bang.
Yang Feng let out a long breath, waved his hands, collected his magical powers, and then looked at the crowd behind him and complained: "Hey, when this old man fell, how come no one will help?
Is this girl so popular?
No one took the initiative to rescue it after falling from a high altitude "
But found that at this moment, everyone present was already dumbfounded, and they couldn't recover.
"Uh...that, dad!"
After a while, Yang Ritian slapped his mouth twice before murmured: "What did you do just now?
How is that demon now? "
"Of course I have been photographed away!"
"Taking away?"
Everyone was puzzled and yelled out together.
Yang Feng didn't care about shrugging his shoulders, and said lightly: "I have taken the old demon back to purgatory, and now I continue to serve my sentence in purgatory, it's all right."
"Then this one fell to the ground now..." "Of course it is the head of the Yao clan."
After blinking his big innocent eyes, Yang Feng said suspiciously, "Is this old guy really bad in popularity? Having fallen at such an age, haven't you seen you help him so much?
I am a ray of soul, no entity, I can't help it. "
what?
Qi Qi's face twitched, and everyone looked at the big hole below where a huge meteorite crater had been smashed. They saw the old clan crawling out of it with a swollen nose and blue face, and his head was confused: "What's the matter?
What happened to the old man?
Whoops, how come your face feels like being slapped, it hurts! "
"Patriarch!"
Seeing that he seemed really okay, Feng Yu was overjoyed and hurriedly went to take care of him.
The rest of the people also immediately stepped forward to help, only Yang Ritian looked at Yang Feng in surprise, and said in disbelief: "Father, which one of the six magic tricks did you use just now?
Why didn't I see it? "
"This is not the Six Ways, it's the Great Way!"
"Avenue?"
Yang Ritian opened his mouth slightly in shock: "You mean, you have understood the magic of the Great Dao?
impossible?
From my memory of the God Realm, Dao Shenshu is rare even among the six gods. With your qualifications..." His face sank, Yang Feng said coldly: "Why, look down on you, I, huh! Originally wanted to use this trick as a family heir to martial arts biography, since you don't believe it, then I won't teach you it! "
"Eh don't don't... I believe I believe, hehehe!"
Hurrying to wave his hand, Yang Ritian took a deep look at Yang Feng and couldn't help but exclaimed: "I really didn't expect that, dad, your silly temper, now you can actually be reborn?
You can still comprehend this kind of great magical technique that the ordinary six gods can hardly match in your life, this..." "Don't look down on your father and me, I just didn't want to learn it before. If I had to work hard, I would have won the Nobel Prize long ago. My hands are soft, your father is actually very qualified. "
Glancing at the bastard, Yang Feng held his chest proudly and beckoned: "Come with me, father has a gift for you!"
"What, dad?"
Yang Ritian didn't know, so he followed Yang Feng's spirit and flew down.
When the two came to the old patriarch of the monster clan, the old patriarch was already in Feng Yu's account, knowing all the ins and outs, and seeing Yang Feng coming, he immediately bowed and bowed with gratitude, unable to cry: "Yang Son, thank you for your life-saving grace, if it weren’t for Young Master Yang to rescue him again this time, my Yaozu’s billion-year foundation..." "That’s all right, let’s stop talking nonsense, take off this divine armor for me first!"
However, before he finished speaking, Yang Feng waved his hand impatiently, staring at the dark armor on his body.
The old patriarch was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't know why, he realized it immediately when he followed Yang Feng's gaze and looked at himself.
So according to Yang Feng's intention, he took off the black armor that didn't know anything.
A gleam flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and the armor type floated up to Yang Ritian.
"Son, for so many years, my father has not been by your side, and I don't know how many birthday gifts I owe. I feel very guilty.
Take this artifact as a birthday gift for your father. "
"Uh, father, isn't this the artifact that King Yinluo stole from the Hungry Ghost Road, stolen goods!"
With a twitch of face, Yang Ritian smiled awkwardly, but he dared not take it...