Chapter 445: Successor

what? What back to the high ground? You should return to Fangjing! "
Mo Shaoqiu couldn't help but wondered. Therefore, Yang Feng didn't have time to explain to him. He just said anxiously: Leave it alone, just tell me what happened in the capital? How did the of the ghost king control all the capital? "
Yes, Patriarch! "
Bowing down, Mo Shaoqiu explained the cause and effect again.
After listening to Yang Feng, he understood everything, as he had guessed, and sighed: Alas, I didn't know that he still had the trick of moving the soul at the time. I was negligent. Now that old boy occupies the body of Lao Tie, which is equivalent to the righteous royal ancestor, and the entire capital army is controlled by him. Of course, this is nothing. The key is that he took so many of us hostages, and he was clearly prepared to deal with me, so I had to be restrained. "
That Patriarch, what shall we do next? "
Now, even if we rushed back in a hurry, we were restrained by him, and it didn't help. Yue'er was right when he had a perfect plan. It is not too late to go back and fight him. Don't be in a hurry. Forgive him for not daring to do anything to those hostages and anger me, huh! "
A rough breath came out of his nostrils, and Yang Feng hurriedly turned to look at the Poison King: Old Poison, I have practiced this secret technique with you for a month, it’s almost done, now the situation is urgent, do you hurry up Pass the solution of the soul seal to me, and I will go back and save people! "
This……
The heart was stagnant, and the Poison King looked embarrassed: Whether this secret technique can be passed to Young Master Yang, the old man really can't help but have the final say! "
What, you have the final say? Then you are playing tricks on me these days! "Yang Feng scolded anxiously.
The Poison King hesitated, and after thinking about it, he turned around and walked towards the main altar: Young Master Yang, please come with me. "
With that said, the Poison King had entered the barrier again.
Yang Feng and Mo Shaoqiu looked at each other and followed in.
Soon, the Poison King took them to the holy flame hall where they met for the first time, pointed to the blazing flames in the middle above, and said solemnly: Young Master, can you get the true teachings of this sect's secret technique? It has the final say! "
it? A fire? "
Yes, this is the fire, the holy fire of this religion! "
With a flash of light in his eyes, the Poison King fixedly looked at Yang Feng and said: It is true, Young Master Yang, you have been appointed by the sacred ancestor of this religion to be the next master of this religion. "
what? Am I your next leader? Or was it appointed by your holy ancestor? Who is your ancestor? When did this happen? Why don't I know? "Yang Feng blinked big confused eyes, not knowing why.
Mo Shaoqiu also took a deep look at Yang Feng, with a shocked expression on his face.
The Patriarch is indeed a generation of heroes, and he has only been in this Holy Flame Cult for a month before he becomes the leader of the Demon Cult. If this matter is known by the old ghost king, it must be furious.
He tried all his best to be the leader, but he couldn't.
Who knew that the owner of the Patriarch became confused, and the owner of the Patriarch was really awesome.
Talent, even this Demon Cult has to grab!
In Mo Shaoqiu's heart, he admired Yang Feng more and more.
The Poison King bowed his head and immediately changed his name and said: Qizi, the leader, do you remember the administrator of the classics that you met in Yudian Pavilion? That is the appearance of the Holy Ancestor. The saint ancestor has passed away for tens of thousands of years. He has never manifested himself in this sect, only his true body has been revealed in front of you. You have been appointed as the next leader of the Church by the imperial authority. It’s just that the holy ancestor didn’t make it clear at the beginning, and I dare not say it to you. "
what? Did I really hit a ghost that day? The old ghost who had been dead for tens of thousands of years suddenly ran out and designated me as the leader of the Holy Flame? "
Raising his brows, after thinking about it, Yang Feng accepted this bizarre request, and then said: Then, why are you telling me the truth now? Don’t your holy ancestors stop talking? "
The matter is urgent, I have to say. "
His face was full of solemnity, and the Poison King decided: Master, don’t you want to learn how to unlock the black soul seal? "
Yes, aren't we just practicing this these days? "
In fact, we haven't practiced any magic techniques these days, just some etiquette that should be possessed as a leader. "
What, it’s not practicing magic spells, then you lie to me again? "
Raised his brows, Yang Feng was a little sulky, but the Poison King shook his head very seriously and explained: No, because this spell-releasing technique, neither will we. This is the secret technique of the Holy Fire. You can only get the chance to inherit it when you enter the holy mound. To enter the sacred tomb, the door to the sacred tomb will be opened only after the leader's succession ceremony is recognized by the holy fire. Therefore, this month’s training is to prepare for the succession ceremony of the leader. "
Moreover, every leader of the past can only enter the holy mound once in his life. Not only inherited the magic and combat skills, but also inherited the holy flame that only the leader can possess. The opportunity is not to be missed. "
Recognized by the torch?
Touching his chin, Yang Feng walked suspiciously to the burning fire, pointed and pointed: You mean this thing, no matter how it recognizes it, he can't speak. "
Enlighten the leader, if the holy fire is approved, the holy fire will automatically open the door to the holy mound, and the leader can go in and enjoy the advanced magic and combat skills, inherit the holy fire, and improve the strength. Otherwise, the sacred flame will be extinguished for one day to show rejection. "
Looking more serious than ever, the Poison King explained: I think that back then, the 36th leader of this sect, the leader of the soul of the soul, and the soul regeneration of his own son, that is, the king of ghosts inherits the mantle of the leader. It stands to reason that his cultivation base at that time was the highest among all the church members, and his talent was also the top, and he was the son of the leader. He is the most suitable successor, and there is no dissatisfaction with others. However, the Holy Fire rejected him. "
So far, his temperament has changed drastically, and he has turned away from the sect, saying that the original leader of the sect, the old ancestor of the sacred ancestor, can fight alone, dominate the world, and create the promised foundation of the sacred religion, so can he. Later, he created the Black Soul Tree, and the Ten Great Empires put this account on our Holy Fire Sect. As a result, the Ten Great Empires were besieged, and the Sect almost wanted to destroy the Sect. In the end, it was the leader Ouyang, who killed Soul Rebirth himself, burned the black soul tree with the holy fire, and saved the world, but even so, he still couldn't get the understanding of the ten empires. "
Speaking of this, the Poison King couldn't help but spit out a long sigh of sorrow.
The corpse king saw him, and continued: In order to burn the black soul tree, the leader of Ouyang used the power of the holy fire and exhausted his energy, but he still had to deal with the offensive of the top ten empire masters. The church members tried their best to protect the leader from danger, but at this moment, someone took the opportunity to attack the leader and snatched the leader's life. This person is not someone else, but the ghost king who uses the soul to regenerate. So far, the sect has no leader, and everyone is falling apart in order to compete for the position of leader. It is easy to walk, scattered and scattered, so that this religion has been enshrined for a hundred years and is gradually withering. "
Nodded clearly, Yang Feng understood all this, and looked at Mo Shaoqiu next to him, and sighed: It seems that this Demon Cult is not easy. There are too many people, too large, everyone has everyone, and the team is not. Good to take. There are also internal traitors, and one of them will go bankrupt. It's still a small family, it is easy to transform, unlike a large enterprise, the interpersonal relationship is too complicated. "
Patriarch makes sense! "
Mo Shaoqiu also nodded his head appreciatively, but suddenly, the Poison King and the Dead King bowed to Yang Feng deeply and smiled: Fortunately, God is pitiful. After I taught for a hundred years, I finally ushered in a new leader. . "
Teacher Yang, now the ghost king is raging around the world. If you want to learn the black soul seal solution to stop him, you must first take over as the leader of this religion. Are you... willing? "
Why do you still tell Lao Tzu such nonsense at this time? "
With a fierce sway of his arm, Yang Feng's eyes flashed a resolute color: There is such a good thing that there is such a good thing that if you don't do anything, you will directly inherit hundreds of millions of inherent assets. I do my part! "