Chapter 537: Clean up the portal

what!
People were dancing in excitement, but suddenly they heard a heart-piercing cry from the top of the Black Soul Tree.
Everyone was shocked and looked up. At this moment, the whole body of the ghost king was burning hot, and then after hearing a loud bang, the whole body of the ghost king suddenly burst open, and a golden flame rushed straight into it. Sky, flew into the heart and soul holy robe.
Uh!
All the people present were dumbfounded.
This ghost king just happened, and suddenly it burst. Is it dead?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help feeling secretly happy, but suddenly heard a roar from the black soul tree again: Yang Feng, return my holy fire. The torch belongs to the old man, you can't take it away! "
Kerala!
The black fibrous roots gathered again like a spider web. After a while, the ghost king took shape again, but his eyes became more hateful.
The face trembled, and everyone present almost cried when they saw this.
This old ghost is really immortal, his body is torn apart by the explosion, so he can't die?
His life is tied to the black soul tree, and no one can kill him unless the black soul tree dies! "The eyes sighed slightly, Alia murmured after seeing what was going on.
Yang Feng stared coldly at the thunderous ghost king, and shouted: Bold ghost king, back then, you murdered the 37th leader of the sect, Ouyang Feiying, to the sacred fire clone. Today, with the power of the sacred flame deity, this seat takes back your sacred flame clone, which is reasonable and reasonable. What is your dissatisfaction? This holy fire does not belong to you! "
No, I am the leader, I am the one who deserves the Holy Fire! "With a roar, the ghost king is completely crazy, his eyes flushed with anger.
Yang Feng curled his lips in disdain, and said with a chuckle: Old ghost, you are really obsessed with the Holy Fire and the position of the leader of the religion. If you really are the master of the sacred fire, how can the sacred fire leave you? "
Without speaking, the ghost king was just breathing heavily.
Ghost King, in fact, if you just put other curses on them, I can't help you, after all, there are too many. But unfortunately, you rely too much on the Black Soul Seal. "
Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng continued: Although the black soul seal is strong, it is also the sacred flame of success and the sacred flame of defeat. For those without the Holy Fire, the Black Soul Seal is insoluble. But for those who have the holy fire, the black soul seal is the best solution, especially I also own this heart soul holy robe. You probably did not expect that the greatest feature of this holy robe is not defense, but covering the sky, forming this holy fire barrier. Within this enchantment, the power of the sacred fire is greatly increased, and I can control any sacred fire. "
So I let the holy fire in the black soul seal burn your curse seal and return to my heart soul holy robe, and even your own holy fire clone has been taken back. Ghost King, you have been famous for your black soul seal over the past century, which has corrupted the reputation of my holy flame. Today, in the name of the second-generation holy ancestor of the holy fire, I will take back your holy fire and clear the door. "
it is good!
As soon as the voice fell, all the martial arts decent people present immediately clapped their hands and screamed in support of Yang Feng.
When Yang Feng heard it, he rolled his eyes reluctantly, glared at them fiercely, and shouted: What a shit, I said so much, to delay your time and run quickly. What are you doing here waiting for the excitement? Do you want to wait for us to fight, and you will be a fisherman? "
what? That's it..."
The skin became stiff, and everyone couldn't help but smile, and hurried to evacuate.
The corner of Ghost King's mouth grinned, his eyes filled with madness, gritted his teeth and said: Want to run? It's not that easy, all come back to me for funeral! "
boom!
The whole earth was tossing again, and the thick rhizome of the Black Soul Tree, like countless giant pythons, drilled out from the ground and swept over everyone.
It's just that the black soul tree at this time is no longer as strong as before. Even if it entangles people, it can't up people in one breath, and there is still time for rescue.
Seeing this scene, Yelu Chuxiong looked up at the blazing flames in the sky, and immediately roared: This black soul tree is covered by the sacred flame in the sky, its power is greatly reduced, and there is nothing terrifying. What are you running? Soldiers, rush back with the old man and beat him! "
Roar!
As soon as this remark came out, the sentiment was passionate.
Even if the rest of the people who were retreating, heard these words, they immediately went back to destroy the Black Soul Tree.
In the end, I didn't know if I hit it. I found out that the power of this black soul tree was more than ten times weaker.
Previously, four or five warlords could not beat a black whisker, but now two or three warlords can cut a black whisker, and its regeneration ability is greatly reduced.
It seems that under this holy fire enchantment, this thing has been dried long ago, and it is weak.
With the mentality of beating the dog, a group of evacuees turned back to join the battle again.
When Yang Feng saw this, his face suddenly sank, and he shouted: eh eh eh, this is my home court. This demon will finally be taken care of by me. What are you doing? So shameless, come to pick up the bargain? I weakened him, you come to grab the head? Did you fight like this in team battles? "
Whoops, Master Yang, don't be so stingy. We will not forget your credit, and let us do the rest. You can rest for a while and kill! "
After a fellow martial artist gave a bright smile, he immediately joined the final battle against the Black Soul Tree.
The Black Soul Tree was indeed weak, and was approached by these martial arts masters step by step.
The emperor in the distance looked at all of this, and his spirit immediately came.
Hey, the strange tree seems to be under control. Victory is in sight immediately. We must not let Yang Feng take this great achievement alone, and the credit for destroying the ghost king in the end is ours.
Thinking about it this way, the emperor with only the third-order strength of the warlord actually rushed into the battlefield quickly, running and shouting: All the soldiers and martial arts justice men listen, I am the emperor of Nanzhao. You are loyal to the country, and I will remember you. It is not a problem who gets the head of the ghost king, pushes down the black soul tree, and worships the king. Especially you remember that this time the annihilation battle against the ghost king was fought by the imperial court and has nothing to do with others. "
Jumping clown! "
The corners of his mouth twitched vigorously, the ghost king's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: Even if the old man is dead, he must not die in the hands of you gangsters, ha! "
With a loud shout, the ghost king exerted his last strength, but saw black thorns piercing straight out of the ground, and instantly passed through the hearts of countless people, including the emperor who was rushing to lead the work.
Uh!
The emperor stagnated, and the emperor looked at the blood hole in his chest, and immediately he was so wronged that he almost cried.
Damn, didn’t he mean he’s dying? How...
call!
A weird force came from the root, and then everyone's eyes went dark, and the soul was sucked in by the root. At the same time, the hideous countenance reflected on the black soul tree trunk spread its teeth and claws even more brazenly, as if to rush out of the black tree's seal.
God hero, the old man is going to fight you to the death. Pick me up, the black soul tree is the ultimate meaning, the black soul eats the sky! "
The ghost king yelled, and the black soul tree shook, and it spewed countless ghost faces, biting people when they saw it, passing through their bodies and devouring their souls.
People wanted to counterattack, but no matter how technically they were fighting, it didn't work, and they passed through the black surface.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help being horrified, so scared they ran away, crying for father and mother.
Damn, I knew he still had this trick, so I won't come back to shovel this tree. Who said he couldn't do it before, I killed him, oooooo...
This is a magic spell aimed at human souls, and ordinary spells cannot hit it. "
Seeing this scene, Yang Feng's eyes sighed slightly, and although he hesitated in his heart, he gritted his teeth fiercely in the end.
Forget it, shame on it, save people.
Thinking about this, Yang Feng immediately pinched the orchid fingers with both hands, crossed left and right, and muttered: The 13th-generation leader of this sect, Yin Shiniang's twelfth-rank intermediate unique skill, Dielianhua! "
Wow!
As soon as the words fell, a flame lotus blossomed at Yang Feng's feet, and then the flowers bloomed, and countless flame butterflies flew out.
When I touched those black ghost faces, it burned immediately, but after a short time, all the black ghost faces were burned.
His body shook suddenly, and the King of Ghosts couldn't stop backing two steps back and forth, a mouthful of redness slipped from the corner of his mouth, his face was extremely ugly: Unexpectedly, he would actually be able to master the stunt of the 13th-generation leader of this sect..."
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When the people who were running for their lives saw this, they shouted loudly, and then looked at Yang Feng gratefully, but just after a glance, they twitched and couldn't help but want to laugh.
I saw that at this moment, Yang Feng pinched Lanhua's fingers, and looked like a second chair.
But Yang Feng couldn't help it. Who made this trick created by the only female leader of the sect? Of course there is a female figure.
Immediately after Yang Feng assisted in this round, everyone basically withdrew from the battlefield.
Seeing that the time had come, Yang Feng could finally make a big move.
Floating lightly, Yang Feng flew high into the sky, Yang Feng turned his hands to the sky, and looked down at the ghost king who was already weak under the sacred flame, and shouted: Ghost king, you have done too many sins against this teaching. Today, the deity will confess you to the canonical punishment and clear the door. "
The first generation saint ancestor, the twelfth rank top spell, the sky fire meteor shower! "
Wow!
As soon as the voice fell, from above the nine heavens, countless fireballs suddenly condensed, like raindrops, smashing down the ghost king and the black soul tree below, each of which was the size of an imperial city.
Seeing all this, the ghost king smiled, helplessly.
In the end, the old man is still a false leader.
However, being able to die in the hands of the true sect leader is also considered dead, ha ha ha!
regeneration! "
Suddenly, at this moment, a familiar figure appeared beside him.
The ghost king squinted his eyes and glanced, his brows moved slightly: Dad? "
Sorry, I hurt you. Since childhood, I have been telling you to be the leader in the future. In fact, you are not the material of the leader, but father is too persistent. "
Gently patted him on the shoulder, and Huntian smiled slightly: After so many years of death, I have been worried about you. Let Dad walk with you today. "
Without speaking, the ghost king smiled slightly, and nodded lightly.
boom!
At this time, a fireball fell, razing the entire capital area to the ground. The black soul tree and the ghost king, even under this monstrous flame, turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
Not only the body, but even the soul...