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Whoosh!
Like a cannonball, Wen Liang's powerful soul arrived in the blink of an eye.
Yang Feng wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead. His soul became much thinner than before, and he was indeed a little weak: "Oh, I didn't expect that I only used the Heavenly Dao forbidden technique twice and spent so much soul power. It seems that I You have to go back to that brat¡¯s body to recuperate for some time, otherwise your soul will be gone.¡±
¡°There¡¯s no chance, I¡¯m going to make your soul fly to pieces right now, Jie Jie Jie.¡±
Wen Liang smiled evilly when he heard what he was saying to himself, and had already arrived in front of Yang Feng.
"If this collision is true, with Yang Feng's weak soul at this moment, I am afraid that he will disappear between heaven and earth immediately, but
bump!
There was a loud noise, and before Wen Liang could react what was going on, he suddenly felt an extremely powerful blow hitting his soul, and then his previously arrogant soul immediately became like a kite with its string cut off. Generally, it fell feebly to the ground below, rolled its eyes, and almost fainted.
"Howhowwhat happened"
"Young man, you don't have any experience in martial arts. Don't you know that when you go out to fight, in addition to your own strength, you also need equipment to protect you?"
Yang Feng curled his lips and showed an evil smile. In his hand, a golden whip was emitting a mocking light.
"Oh, I didn't expect that this magical whip that I seized from the Flame Ghost King would come in handy here, hahaha!"
??Laughing, Yang Feng dived and followed Wen Liang's direction of fall, chasing him up.
Whoops!
At the same time, Huo Yanfeng on the ground was looking up at the sky, watching the thunder in the sky with worry, but he saw a stream of light flashing past, hitting his backyard directly, turning into an illusory figure.
Huo Yanfeng was anxious and hurried forward: "Ancestor, are you okay Hey, who are you?"
However, when he came closer, he saw that it was a very weak soul, completely different from the image their ancestor had shown.
"Hey, silly boy, I'm here."
At this time, Yang Feng¡¯s soul finally caught up and shouted: ¡°My soul power has been consumed too much. I have to enter your body to replenish it. Lend me the control of your body!¡±
"No problem, ancestor, who among us will follow who"
Whoosh!
Huo Yanfeng smiled nonchalantly, but before he could finish his words, Yang Feng had already penetrated him unceremoniously.
Huo Yanfeng swayed directly, and after shaking his head, the body completely became Yang Feng's.
"Yanfeng, how is the ancestor doing?"
Li Xiaolan ran over without knowing what was going on, and pulled Yang Feng's arm into his arms. Yang Feng smiled awkwardly: "Um grandson, granddaughter-in-law, I am the ancestor. If you are tired from fighting, come into this kid's body and rest for a while. What?"
ah?
Her cheeks suddenly turned red, and Li Xiaolan quickly let go of Yang Feng's arm, jumping to her feet in embarrassment: "Ancestor, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"You didn't give me a chance to say, didn't you just hold me back? Wellactually you can just keep holding me back, I don't mind."
"You're an old man, get out of here!"
Li Xiaolan glared at him, Yang Feng grinned and ignored it. He turned to approach the weak Wen Liang. The light flashed in his hand, and the divine weapon, the Divine Whip, appeared again.
Wen Liangxi squinted his eyes, turned around weakly, his eyes suddenly bulged, and he said in disbelief: "The whip? Why why? The whip specially used for the God of Death in the Hungry Ghost Path, will you have it in your hand?"
"I got it when I was an intern at the Hungry Ghost Path."
Smiling lightly and shrugging, Yang Feng leaned over and looked at Wen Liang, whose soul was getting weaker and weaker, and said, "Boy, do you know how powerful you are? Do you accept it?"
"I'm not convinced!"
Gritting his teeth tightly, Wen Liang said bitterly: "You only rely on the power of the divine weapon to win without using force!"
"Oh, you are so embarrassed to say that. I relied on the power of the artifact, and you? You took advantage of the danger and clearly saw that my soul was seriously injured, and you still used all your soul power to hit me. You are a hero. Unparalleled?"
snort!
A thick breath came out of his nostrils, and Wen Liang turned his head and ignored him.
Yang Feng grinned, lightly slapped him with the magic whip and said, "Hey, are you really a student of Holy Domain Academy?"
"Of course, why would I lie to you?"
?"How many holy colleges are there in the God Realm? Are you from a branch branch?"
"There is only one Holy Domain Academy in the God Realm, so where is the branch?"
"This is strange. There is no branch school. How come you and I have never heard of each other?"
Yang Feng squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "What level is your current cultivation level?"
"Level 132!"
"Level 132, I have just been interning in the Hell Realm, and my starting point is higher than mine. If I get high marks in every internship, I will be a proper executive in the Heaven Realm after graduation"
Yang Feng murmured, Wen Liang's ears twitched, and when he heard his words, he immediately sneered: "What, are you afraid? I'm afraid I will take revenge on you when I become a senior executive"
bump!
Before he could finish his words, Yang Feng whipped him again, whipping him so hard that his mouth became crooked. The burning pain that penetrated deep into his soul made this talkative gentle man almost cry, if the soul could shed tears.
Yang Feng ignored him and just kept playing with the magic whip in his hand, thinking carefully: "A 132-level intern is so good at it. He can't be a nobody in the academy, but why don't I know him? Yes." Okay, who is your hell realm instructor?"
Wen Liang didn¡¯t say anything, his face remained cold.
Yang Feng lightly waved the magic whip, and it flashed in front of his eyes. Wen Liang immediately trembled all over and said immediately: "My mentor is Diablo!"
"Diablo?"
With his pupils bulging, Yang Feng immediately exclaimed: "How is that possible?"
"What, do you know my mentor?"
"Shouldn't you?"
Yang Feng didn¡¯t look at him, but fell into deep confusion again.
He clearly remembered that Diablo was sentenced by Tang Aotian of the Shura Judgment Office because of his arrogance. How could he still be alive?
This is strange. King Abelo is alive and Diablo is also alive. How come all the gods who died before are still alive?
What on earth is going on? Are they all with the same name?
But before he could figure out what was going on in the world, a black shadow suddenly flashed in the sky and made an extremely majestic and cold voice: "Bold maniac, how can you dare to attack the trainee demon? I don't want to live anymore." Yes or no?"
Wow!
The blue hellfire ignited again, and the entire sky was black and heavy, as if a mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.
"Teacher, you are finally here."
Wen Liang was overjoyed and shouted as if grasping a life-saving straw.
Yang Feng looked deeply at the black shadow and shouted: "Are you the demon god of this plane, Diablo?"
"That's right. Now that you know my identity, why don't you just go ahead and capture me?"
"Show me your face first."
Yang Feng hurriedly said: "Let me make sure first whether you are the Demon God Diablo I know!" (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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