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Chapter 941 The real master

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    The earth cube vibrated slightly, flew to the ground, and instantly disappeared into the depths of the ground.

    After a while, the whole earth began to squirm, and thirty-six natives slowly emerged from the ground.

    Seeing this, Qiu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously: "Earth clones? Hum, do you want to use these earth clones that can't adapt to changes to compete with my Netherworld Palace? You are simply overestimating your capabilities. No matter how strong you are, these  The earth clone is just a clay doll, how much strength can it have?"

    "Yes, ordinary earth clones are just miscellaneous soldiers, but mine is different because I can help them open their spiritual intelligence, hehehe."

    With a grin, Yang Feng shook his body again, and thirty-six rays of fire flew out of his body one after another and landed among the earth clones.

    After a while, with a roar, the natives were igniting with scorching fire, and finally turned into thirty-six familiar figures.

    Qiu Xiaotian's eyes narrowed and he couldn't help shouting: "This is"

    "The successive leaders of the Holy Fire Sect have been resurrected, and the dirty soil has been reincarnated successfully, hahaha!" Yang Feng shouted as he looked up to the sky and laughed.

    The natives also immediately twisted their necks, stretched their muscles, and transformed into their original appearance.

    The Holy Ancestor lowered his head and looked at his body made of earth, and suddenly smiled and said: "After being a ghost for tens of thousands of years, I feel the existence of the entity again. Although it is made of earth, it is okay. Let's go, all the leaders of the past.  , go and stretch your muscles.¡±

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    At the same time, in the battlefield that broke out, there was almost a one-sided massacre, because these masters of Nether Palace were too strong, and these famous and decent people in the martial arts world, no matter how many people they had, were no match for them.

    Mo Gaofeng's three masters resisted under great pressure, and Poison King and the others were also forced to breathe.

    At this time, just when a disciple of the Netherworld Palace struck the old poisonous creature with a palm, and was about to kill him on the spot, there was a loud bang, and a ball of flames immediately killed the man into scum.

    The old poisonous man was stunned for a moment, then looked back and said with a smile: "Who is the master, please help me, I will definitely do it in the future eh!"

    However, before he finished speaking, he was stunned and his eyes instantly became moist.

    The Holy Ancestor brought more than 30 past leaders, like a mafia, uniformly wearing flame cloaks, and walked over in a swaggering manner: "Little guy, are you okay?"

    "Thank you, Holy Ancestor, it's notit's okay!"

    "Well, all the leaders of the past, let's get to work!"

    With a soft drink, the thirty-sixth generation leader immediately scattered around to fight with the disciples of the Netherworld Palace.  You must know that these Holy Fire Cult Leaders were all extremely powerful masters during their lifetimes, and the worst one, Ouyang Feiying, was also a five-level being.

    In the past, they were ghosts, without entities, no source of energy, and unable to exert their own strength.

    Now that they have obtained earth clones, their energy is shared with Yang Feng. Although it is still not as strong as their previous life, it is more than enough to deal with these minions of Netherworld Palace.

    "The Flame Dragon Killing Formation!"

    "Flower Rain Orchid Arrow!"

    "Skyfire meteor shower!"

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    Boom boom boom!

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Repulse the envoys of the Netherworld Palace one after another, and thirty-six flaming figures, protecting these thousands of noble sects, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

    When they looked at these powerful flame masters again, they couldn't help but scream: "Who are you? Which sect are you from? Thank you for your help?"

    "Fellow martial arts comrades, this is the leader of our sect who has been summoned by our leader Yang using a secret method to come to help. Don't be stupid and run away."

    At this time, Poison King shouted loudly, urging everyone to continue running for their lives.

    Everyone was surprised that the master Yang Jiao could even recruit help even his generation, so awesome, did he have a friendship with the prefecture?

    Mo Gaofeng and the others were also very surprised. Yang Feng himself was already very strong, but he actually had a great summoning technique to summon his ancestors for help?  This secret technique of the Holy Fire Sect is too heaven-defying. It is worthy of being the foundation of the Ten Thousand Years Holy Sect.

    However, they just marveled for a while and then ran away.

    Those Nether Messengers tried to stop them again, but they were immediately blocked by the Hokages.

    "Little guy, give them some face and let them live." Yan Luohan, the 16th generation leader of the Holy Fire Sect, said with a smile.

    The expression of the Nether MessengerIn anger, two water dragons ran around his body, shouting: "Don't get in the way, you old ghost. Among the five elements, water defeats fire. Be careful, I will extinguish your holy fire."

    Without saying anything, Yan Luohan shook his head helplessly, then his body trembled slightly and suddenly became blurry.  Waiting for the next moment, streaks of fire flashed in front of the man. Before he could realize what was going on, there was a roar and the flames cut him into seven or eight pieces of flesh. The two water dragons also disappeared.  Gone.

    Yan Luohan's figure appeared behind him and curled his lips disdainfully: "Little guy, the realm we old guys have reached is not what you can imagine now. Even if the cultivation level is limited now, the control of earth-level elements  And the application is above you. The simple five elements are incompatible, but it can't deal with us, unless you are at the same level as us, hahaha."

    After the words fell, Yan Luohan continued to talk to other envoys from the Netherworld Palace.

    Of course, if they don't agree with each other, the other party will end up with a different body and head.

    These past leaders of the Holy Fire Sect are all old monsters. Although their own strength is limited to the five extremes, they can rely on their extremely high realm to beat the messengers of the netherworld in minutes and kill them immediately until they cry like ghosts and wolves howl, leaving the land full of mourning.  .

    In just a moment, more than a hundred Nether Messengers were completely killed.

    Looking at this scene, Long Xiaotian in the sky was almost dumbfounded.

    Will these old guys be so powerful now that they have a physical entity?

    Yang Feng also brought up his game panel. Looking at the data on it, his mana level dropped rapidly, as if he was free of charge.

    After all, now I share energy with those old guys. Every time they use a skill, I pay for it.

    Fortunately, at this moment, I have more believers. The believers of the two empires can replenish their faith value at any time. Even if they use one million mana, they can replenish it very quickly within three seconds.

    Otherwise, how could he drive the high consumption of these thirty-six ghosts by himself? Tsk tsk!

    Yang Feng sighed in his heart. As a righteous god, the number of believers is really important.  But the evil god actually wants to eat the souls of his followers, which is unbearable.

    Thinking of this, Yang Feng looked at the group of martial arts people below. Seeing that they were about to escape, he smiled and said: "Qiu Xiaotian, this is almost the end. Let's make a short settlement."

    "What did you say?"

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    Qiu Xiaotian was stunned. Before he could realize what was going on, Yang Feng ducked and was in front of him in an instant. He was just a centimeter away from his face. He was smiling strangely, but he didn't make any move.  .

    Qiu Xiaotian trembled in horror, and instinctively raised his palm, hitting Yang Feng hard on the chest.

    Yang Feng trembled, spit out a breath of bright red with a pop, and fell backwards like a kite with its string broken.

    Qiu Xiaotian was startled. He didn't know why. He couldn't believe it. How could he hurt the opponent so easily?  However, the weird smile on Yang Feng's face floating in the air still did not disappear, and then he suddenly raised his finger and raised his eyebrows at Qiu Xiaotian.

    "Our second round ends here, the next time is your death."

    Whoops!

    A ray of flame instantly passed through Qiu Xiaotian's shoulder, causing Qiu Xiaotian to spit out a mouthful of hot blood. His Formless Formation defense was completely useless in front of Yang Feng's finger.

    At this moment, the two seriously injured each other, and it seemed that they were in a tie again.  But only Qiu Xiaotian knew in his heart that the other party was playing tricks on him, and that everything was under the control of the other party.

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