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"Theyeven our hope of reincarnation has been extinguished. No matter whether we are alive or dead, we are all under the control of the Yan family and will be slaves for the rest of our lives. We are all people who cannot find relief even after death. , woo woo woo!¡±
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Finally, King Yama roared, lying on the ground helplessly and wailing like a child.
Who would have thought that such a ferocious and terrifying Ghost Emperor would also have such a fragile and pitiful side.
Looking at this scene, Yan Yurou couldn't help but her pupils were slightly red, she covered her mouth with tears rolling in her eyes.
Yang Feng didn¡¯t say anything, he just stared at the man indifferently, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Boom!
There was another loud noise, accompanied by the mournful wails of hundreds of thousands of ghosts. Yan Mo suddenly raised his head and looked forward. He saw the ancestor of the Yan family once again grabbed a large piece of ghosts and threw it into his mouth like eating popcorn. Ridiculously.
"You bunch of untouchables still can't recognize the reality. Ever since you entered this world created by our Yan family, your destiny is no longer under your control."
"Yes, here, we are gods. No matter whether you are alive or dead, you are all slaves. In order to maintain the balance of our world, you have worked hard for life after life. You can't escape, Jie Jie Jie."
"Do you still want to rely on reincarnation to cast a good fetus? Unfortunately, the reincarnation here is also controlled by us. The best place for you is to continue to be a slave. Otherwise, we will only let you be a cat and a dog in the next life. It¡¯s just a matter of fact, hahaha!¡±
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All the Yan family members were laughing and laughing. Yan Mo gritted his teeth and was so angry that his whole body was shaking. Finally, he suddenly shook his body and rushed towards the splendid gate of Yan Ming Palace. He waved the crescent shovel in his hand violently. Smashed hard against the golden door.
bump!
However, there was a loud noise, and Yan Mo was ejected directly, and the crescent shovel fell aside.
The huge figure of the ancestor of the Yan family shook his fingers slightly and sneered: "You can't even fight with one of my fingers. Do you still want to touch the gate of our Yan family? Are you worthy of such a lowly thing?"
Poof!
Exhaling a breath of gray air, Yan Mo's body suddenly shrunk by 10%, and his breath became much weaker, but he still gritted his teeth, picked up his crescent shovel, and walked towards the golden door step by step, his eyes full of determination. color.
"I want to crush him, I must crush him today"
"It's just you? Hum, you lowly ant, let me lose my soul!"
With a cold smile, the giant shadow of the Yan family immediately punched out, and the fist like a meteor came in the blink of an eye. The terrifying pressure instantly made Yan Mo's body tighten and he could no longer move.
At this time, Yan Mo¡¯s eyes were still staring at the golden gate in front of him, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.
¡°It¡¯s as if if he doesn¡¯t smash down this door today, he will die in peace.
But unfortunately, with the terrifying strength of the ancestors of the Yan family, he never had such a chance.
Feeling the imminent pressure filled with the aura of death, despair finally emerged. He knew that after he was smashed to ashes, the fragments of his soul would be reassembled.
In the next life, his soul fragments may be in bugs, or in yellow dogs and rabbits, who knows? Anyway, it can't be in the souls of those noble Yan family members, because he is too humble
Thinking of this, Yan Mo couldn't help but cry.
Crying for my fate, being played with like this. I will never be willing to be rewarded for my efforts.
Poof!
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and Yan Mo suddenly felt that his huge body was light and he could move. And above his head, in the deep shadow, there was a hint of warmth.
When he stiffened his head and turned around to look, he saw the meteor-sized fist of the ancestor of the Yan family stationary in the void above his head. Yang Feng had appeared there before he knew it, and blocked it with one hand. .
"who?"
With shock in their hearts, the veteran cadres of the Yan family shouted.
Yan Mo was also stunned and said in surprise: "Boss, didn't you say you won't fight? Why"
"Since you call me boss, how can the boss stay out of the matter if my younger brother is beaten?"
With a grin on his lips, Yang Feng raised his eyes and looked at the huge golden gate in front of him, Nunu said: "You want to smash it open, why don't you go quickly? Do you want me to do such a small thing for you?"
I was slightly startled, but very quickly?, Yan Mo reacted and nodded suddenly: "Yes, thank you boss!"
After saying that, Yan Mo once again carried the crescent shovel and rushed towards the golden door with red eyes and roaring.
"Untouchable, how dare you?"
Seeing this scene, another ancestor of the Yan family shouted loudly, punched out, and faced Yan Mo, but before he came to him, he
???????????????????? Boom!
There was an explosion, and with the raging electric light scolding Fang Qiu, one arm of the ancestor of the Yan family was completely blown into nothingness. Countless yin energy escaped from his broken arm, and the man's body also shrank rapidly. .
Yang Feng raised his arms high and said with a gloomy face: "Old guy, please keep your mouth clean. Don't be a pariah all day long. You are not noble and have no right to criticize others like this."
"The power of thunder in the world of the sun?"
The body was shaken, and all the ancestors were stunned and shouted: "This is impossible. A living person in the world can't exert any power when he comes to the underworld. Why can he still use such powerful stunts?"
Without saying a word, Yang Feng just stared at the Yin spirits of the long-dead ancestors of the Yan family and said: "Because I am a god!"
"What?"
"I am God, the real God!"
Staring at them with disdain, Yang Feng had never been so arrogant as he was now: "You humble ants only occupy more resources than ordinary people, yet you dare to call yourself the gods of this world and cut off other people." The hope of living beings for the future. Despicable things like you are no longer worthy of living in this world and enjoying all the blessings given to you by this world. I will use your ashes to reshape the order of this world!"
With a twitch of brows, the ancestors of the Yan family were all confused, but suddenly they saw, with a roar, a blue flame suddenly ignited, dancing an evil dance in Yang Feng's palm.
And from the moment the flame appeared, no matter who was around, they felt an indescribable feeling of fear that went straight into their hearts.
"What kind of fire is this?" the ancestors of the Yan family screamed.
The corner of his mouth curled up, Yang Feng smiled evilly, and said firmly: "The fire of hope!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng pushed out the hell flame with one palm. At the same time, Yan Mo also used a crescent shovel to completely knock a big hole in the golden door in front of him.
As the flames surged and swept across all directions, the powerful spirits of the ancestors of the Yan family didn't even have a chance to scream before they were completely reduced to ashes and disappeared completely.
The golden gates of Yanming Palace also fell down with a loud bang.
When all the ghosts in the underworld saw this, their eyes lit up. The road of hope was opened (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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