Chapter 404: Go to Holy Fire

At the same time, after Yang Feng slaughtered the main backbone of the Black Soul Sect, the rest of the young men had already mentally collapsed, and they wanted to run away.
But at this moment, A Gu Da and the Five Great Yelu Family who had been prepared to enshrine them, brought in the elite troops of the city defense army, and rescued Yeluyan and the Yulin Army under his men. The situation was reversed in an instant, and these black souls were taught. The remnants were captured alive, and only a small part of them escaped.
After everything subsided, everyone came to the palace hall and saw that the emperor was safe and sound. They asked: Your Majesty, where are Daxia Yang and Brother Iron? "
The old ancestor was captured by the demon, and Yang Daxia went to rescue him. "
what? "
With a flick of his brows, Yan Tianxing's face suddenly became worried, but soon, when he thought that Yang Feng was going to save people, he was relieved.
Sure enough, but with a stick of incense, Yang Feng came back with a badly injured iron suit.
But at this time, when they saw the appearance of the two people one after the other, everyone couldn't stop the black line falling.
The iron jersey was seriously wounded, and he carried one person on his shoulder and hugged one person, so tired as a dog.
Yang Feng was young and intact, but he was like a hand-scraping shopkeeper, just playing awe-inspiring in the front, no matter if his followers were panting, he really didn't have any respect for the old.
Daxia Yang is naughty again!
Reluctantly shook their heads, everyone looked at each other. They could only laugh bitterly, but couldn't say anything. In the end, they could only hurried forward and share the hard work for Tie Zhanyi.
That... Jun Buren was still a little angry, and he sent me to the jail. As for the ghost king already dead, let's see if he has any use value, just bury it if you don't have it. "
When he arrived in front of the temple, Yang Feng saw that everyone had arrived, so he shouted and ordered.
Hearing what he said, Yan Tianxing took a deep look at the black-clothed old man, and suddenly said: This is not a ghost king! "
What, not the ghost king? impossible? Isn't he the leader of the Black Soul Sect this time? The ghost king is hiding again? "
Yang Feng was taken aback, not knowing why.
The brows were condensed into a knot, and Yan Tianxing was quite sure: a hundred years ago, the old man had a relationship with the ghost king, and he will never forget his appearance in this life. I'm sure this is definitely not a ghost king. Brother Tie, you have also seen the ghost king, are you right? "
Well, indeed, he is not the deity of the King of Ghosts! "
Nodding fixedly, the iron suit also looked solemnly: But this time the Black Soul Sect raided the palace, he was indeed the leader, and the evil spirits of the Black Soul Sect also called him the master, then he would It must be the head of the Black Soul Sect. Maybe he is not the ghost king, but maybe he is the descendant of the ghost king. The ghost king may have died a long time ago. He died in the last black soul disaster, but he left an apprentice to continue to do harm to the martial arts and destroy the common people. "
Hmm... makes sense!
Hearing what he said, Yan Tianxing nodded slightly after pondering for a moment: Indeed, it is possible. After all, from the very beginning, we only used the black soul seal to guess that the black soul cult behind the scenes was the ghost king, but we never determined it. Seeing now, maybe we all misunderstood. "
Oops, whether it is the King of Ghosts or not, anyway, the master behind the scenes, we have solved it. The second disaster of the Black Soul Disaster, with the concerted efforts of our Avengers, was strangled to death in the infant. This is our victory. Hi everyone tonight, have a carnival, and tomorrow morning I can safely go to the Holy Fire Sect General Forum to inquire about my brother's life and death! "
With a slight smile, Yang Feng said indifferently: Your Majesty, your treat tonight! "
what? "
Ah for what? The Black Soul Sect is destroyed, you are the biggest beneficiary, your throne is saved, who will treat you if you don’t treat? Besides, don't you just love treats? On this grand and festive day, shouldn't you please come back? Reward these heroes? "
Yang Feng squinted at him, and the emperor nodded with a grin.
Suddenly, somehow, he suddenly felt a cool air rushing up from his back, turned his head and saw that there was a trace of strangeness in the deep eyes of Tie Zhanyi, which made people very uncomfortable.
Although the iron suit used to be quite harsh on him, it never gave him a sense of horror like it is today.
What is going on here? There seems to be something wrong with the ancestors.
Touching his chin, the emperor frowned deeply, but he didn't understand, so he stopped thinking about it. I thought I was frightened and worried too much. I should have a banquet, relax and be overjoyed.
So, late at night, the Wanshou Palace opened again, this time for all the heroes who helped to destroy the Black Soul Sect.
Especially Mo Shaoqiu and Yue'er, the two people who have been hiding behind the scenes, also walked to the front of the stage this time. Yang Feng also praised their achievements in front of everyone.
It can be said that they played a vital role in this operation.
Mo Shaoqiu has been monitoring the clue of Jun Buren, and he has seen through his strategy of using the Five Poison Boys to adjust the tiger away from the mountain; Yue'er designed it all the way, even personally entering the tiger's lair, attracting the entire Black Soul Sect to the bait.
At the banquet, Yang Feng praised them like flowers, and even asked for a lot of rewards for them and the emperor. He directly worshipped the three who were left out, and he was so jealous.
The old man has also worked hard, and the role of the old man is not small. The old man is still visiting the brothel with Daxia Yang. Daxia Yang also said that I am a great man and I want to give up my life for benevolence. Why don't you mention it now?
Ugh!
Although the five ancestors of the royal family were seriously injured, on this festive day, they also attended the banquet with injuries, and had fun with everyone.
Only the iron jersey, sullenly drinking bitter wine, did not say a word, especially in the eyes of Xiang Yue'er and Mo Shaoqiu, extremely sharp.
The banquet lasted until late at night before it gradually dispersed.
In the early morning of the next day, the red light of the Sacred Fire Transmission Channel rushed straight into the sky again, and Yang Feng was about to leave, and this time was a real departure, a long-term trip, I don't know that it will take a few months to return.
The crowd gathered around him, saying goodbye.
Yang Feng also bid farewell to them one by one, and finally came to Yue'er, patted her shoulder gently, and smiled: Girl, I'm sorry this time, I couldn't catch the ghost king apprentice who pretended to be the ghost king alive, let him explain to you The black soul seal. But that’s okay, this time I’m going to the Holy Fire Cult. I can help you find out if there is a way to solve the black soul seal. After all, the King of Ghosts comes from the Sacred Fire, and there may be some curse-relieving cheats. "
Well, master has worked hard! "
Nodded, Yue'er couldn't help bowing, and sighed lightly: In fact, after the old man in black dies, there is nothing terrifying about the black soul seal, but Yue'er still can't say something. There are some secrets that can never be mentioned, which is very uncomfortable in my heart. "
I know that in life, with more sensitive words, it will always be a little uncomfortable. Anyway, don't worry, I will help you solve this unspeakable concealment if I go to the Holy Fire Church this time. "
Ok!
Nodding fixedly, Yue'er smiled at Yang Feng.
Yang Feng nodded slightly, and then bid farewell to everyone around him one by one, and then left with the Five Poison Boy, followed by a red light.
As for Ji Shishi, he had said that he was going on a business trip, but there was no need to say goodbye.
On the other hand, in the deep courtyard of the imperial palace, looking at the red light in the distance, gradually disappearing, the iron jersey couldn't help but curl up his mouth, revealing a wicked smile: finally gone, my hero, I hope this time You really left, hum. "