The mysterious world: I am actually the final BOSS

As soon as the old man came out.

Yang Feng immediately felt a huge coercion.

He originally grabbed Ouyang Shu's hand, but he immediately stiffened and couldn't move.

"Is this Jindan coercion?" Yang

Feng said word by word.

"I see you're not bad, wait until you go back to Ouyang's house with my grandson. The old man grinned and said,

"It just so happens that there is still a lack of a gatekeeper at home."

"Don't think about it. Yang Feng's face was bruised, and he struggled.

After he arrived at Ouyang's house.

There will definitely be countless humiliations waiting for him, and it is better to fight hard now.

As he spoke, his body could move little by little, freed from the old man's coercion.

Ouyang Shu felt the pure yang fire in Yang Feng's hands.

He immediately didn't care why Ancestor-Ouyang Da was on him.

"Ancestor, help me. Ouyang Shu: "The core of the secret realm is on this person. "

Secret Realm Core?" Ouyang Da turned his head and glanced at his grandson:

"It's really useless, I gave you so many resources, but you were preempted by others."

"After I go back this time, I will go to the torture hall to receive the punishment. "

Okay Ancestor. Ouyang Da looked at the ancestor who was close at hand, and felt disgusted in his heart, but he had to bow his head and agree.

After all, if you go to the torture hall.

And Jindan Monk Ouyang Da, after teaching his grandson, looked at Yang Feng and said

, "Although my grandson is not successful, at least he is also a member of my Ouyang family,

and it is not your turn to teach him." "

So, you go and die!" he

said.

Yang Feng saw a pitch-black arm, which quickly grew out of his head.

This arm seems to contain countless resentments.

As soon as he came out, Yang Feng heard the screams of countless ghosts.

This feeling reached its peak when the arm slapped against him.

Before the attack reached Yang Feng, he felt that his divine soul had been torn apart.

"Little foundation building monk, I use this trick Thousand Ghost Soul Splitting Hand. Even if you're dead, you're worth bragging about. At

this moment, Yang Feng felt that he was the closest to death.

"Senior, save me.

He shouted involuntarily.

And the next moment.

A wooden stick was directly between him and the Thousand Ghost Splitter's hands.

Give it a gentle pat.

With a snap,

the wooden stick directly slapped the menacing Thousand Ghost Splitting Soul Hands into a pulp.

"Well, and Brother Jindan?" Monk Jindan-Ouyang Da frowned slightly after the spell failed.

Although he is just a piece of flesh and blood stored in Ouyang Shu's body, his strength is not one in a hundred.

But his spell, the Thousand Ghost Soul Splitting Hand, has been used by him for hundreds of years.

It has almost been deduced to the sub-supernatural stage.

Even if it was a monk in the early stage of Jindan, it was not so easy to stop.

He looked at the old man who suddenly appeared next to Yang Feng and fell into deep thought.

This Jindan monk, why hasn't he seen it?

Including the Jindan monks of the entire Qingzhou.

He knows it all.

Could it be that other big states are coming over?

Or is it hiding their identity

?" "In Xia Ouyang Da, he is the head of the Ouyang family in Linjiang County, who is Your Excellency?"

Ouyang Da asked directly.

But the thousand puppets didn't look at him at this time.

Instead, he looked at Yang Feng with a curious expression.

"Little guy, how do you know that I exist, did that old guy of Chunyang tell you?"

Yang Feng's heart instantly calmed down.

If you can say this, you must be an old friend of your master.

When he was in trouble before, it was obvious that someone was helping him.

And certainly not an ordinary foundation-building monk.

So he just barely gave it a try.

"Yes, you are a good friend of my master. Yang Feng said directly: "When his old man died, he specially told me that I could ask for help when I encountered something in the future."

I didn't expect to meet you so soon, it's really fateful. When

the thousand puppets heard this, they suddenly laughed.

The old face suddenly became extremely distorted.

"Pure Yang beast can't say that, and how could he die?

Who do I avenge if he dies?"

Yang Feng was instantly stunned, he originally thought that it was the friend of the Pure Yang Venerable who saved him.

Unexpectedly, an enemy came.

"Ahem, in fact, I don't know the Master of Pure Yang well. Yang Feng immediately changed the topic and dissociated himself from the Master of Chunyang:

"Whether he is dead or not, I don't know, I really don't know if he is familiar..."

If he had directly swallowed the problematic True Yang Pill, he might have met this person a long time ago.

The grass on the grave is eight feet high.

Ouyang Da listened to the conversation between the two and felt more and more strange.

"This fellow Daoist, he turned out to be your enemy's apprentice, so why don't you let me kill him directly?"

"Shut up!!" The thousand puppets immediately gave Ouyang Da a slap:

half of his face was blurred with flesh and blood.

This time.

It can be regarded as completely igniting Ouyang Da's anger.

He is also a Jindan monk, a famous Soul Splitting Ancestor.

It's being treated like this now.

"Death.

He directly forcibly controlled Ouyang Mu's body, and a vigorous black qi instantly appeared from his body.

Originally, he wanted to use this body as his next target for the transfer of his soul.

When the time comes, he will be able to live again.

But now, he can't care about anything.

The wooden stick in the hand of the thousand puppets also emitted bursts of green light, which was obviously a magic weapon.

The two instantly froze.

Yang Feng saw this posture and immediately slipped away.

After all, both of them are their enemies.

No matter which of them wins, he won't get any benefits, and even his life is in danger, so he might as well run earlier.

If he hadn't had the spirit weapon in his hand now, he would have flown and run away.

And so on....

Yang Feng thought of something at this time.

A demon slaying sword and an unpretentious piece of leather paper immediately appeared in his hand.

The parchment was full of words that Yang Feng couldn't understand.

He just watched slightly, and his head was a little dizzy.

This is the magic weapon promotion volume rewarded by the system.

Now it comes in handy.

Yang Feng directly put the demon slaying sword on the leather paper.

The next moment.

The strange words on the vellum twisted one by one.

Then they jumped into the demon slashing sword one by one.

The Demon Slayer Sword emitted a faint shimmer.

In less than a moment, Yang Feng felt that the Demon Slaying Sword had undergone earth-shaking changes.

But the current situation made him have no time to think about it.

"Up..."Yang

Feng directly used the Divine Soul Imperial Sword.

The Demon Slaying Sword, which had already advanced to the lower grade spirit weapon, was immediately suspended in mid-air.

When Yang Feng saw this picture, he jumped up directly.

Immediately after, the Demon Slashing Sword flew up with him crookedly.

In order to maintain his balance, Yang Feng had to twist his body.

Although the posture is unsightly, the speed is far faster than he came on land.

Yang Feng flew directly towards the exit of the secret realm.