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The first thousand four hundred and fifty-three chapters of the third form of God's wrath!

"Damn, how did you see my soul python?"

Hun Cang stretched out his palm and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring directly at Lan Feng, murderous intent surged in his eyes, and a cold sound came from his mouth.

He didn't expect that the giant soul python he was proud of would be seen through by that kid. It was a Western secret technique he practiced and condensed with soul power. Killing invisible is definitely not something that ordinary people can see, but just now, the kid saw through it. Soul Burial knew that it was definitely not accidental.

"It's just a soul-powered giant python. Just use all the moves you have, don't let me down!"

Hearing the words of Soul Burial, a faint smile appeared on Lan Feng's face, and a domineering voice came from his mouth.

"This is your own death, no wonder I am!"

Hearing this, the cold light flashed in the eyes of Soul Burial, and he muttered something in his mouth. The snake-headed scepter in his hand was waving, and countless soul power burst out from his body, turning into countless poisonous snakes and biting at Lan Feng, looking extremely ferocious!

"Rubbish!"

Facing this overwhelming soul-powered snake, Lan Feng's eyes flashed with cold light, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

"Boom!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, he swung out with a punch, and the surging flames scattered, directly shattering all the poisonous snakes into nothingness.

Then, Lan Feng's soles of his feet suddenly exerted force, and his body was like lightning, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the soul burial!

In just a moment, Lan Feng appeared in front of Hun Cang. His right hand clenched into a fist, and the force surged above his fist, catching Hun Cang's heart.

The power of this punch was extremely powerful. Before Soul Burial was approaching, a huge fist wind blew over Soul Burial's face, making him raise his eyebrows without a trace, muttering words in his mouth, and the sealing method in his hands changed, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Great Witchcraft, Doomsday Reincarnation!"

"Boom!"

As Soul Burial finished his words, the snake-headed scepter in his hand stomped on the ground. The ground under his feet suddenly broke open like an open gate of purgatory. There were countless blood-stained tentacles catching Lan Feng, making Soul Burial look like the god of death in charge of the gate of hell, extremely gloomy.

This sudden change made Lan Feng frown without a trace. He did not expect that the soul burial attack method, as the soul master, would be so strange, but now he has no chance to retreat at all, and he doesn't take this mere witchcraft seriously.

Looking at the countless tentacles surging, Lan Feng's eyes flashed with cold light. With a thought, the Tai Chi Qi shield appeared beside him, and the terrifying energy of the blue flame burning spreads across all directions.

"Swish..."

The moment Lan Feng activated the Tai Chi Qi shield, countless tentacles were entangled at him.

Lan Feng thought that those tentacles would be burned into nothingness by his Tai Chi Qi shield, but he did not expect that those tentacles would ignore his Tai Chi Qi shield and quickly grabbed his feet and wrapped them around. Before Lan Feng could react, more tentacles emerged from the gate of hell, entangled his body firmly, and instantly restricted his movements and wrapped them into a human meat dumpling.

"The great witchcraft is a dual-type attack of magic and soul. Your Qi shield can only defend against physical attacks, but I can't do this trick! Boy, you're done now..."

Looking at Lan Feng, who was wrapped in uniform by countless tentacles, a cold and playful smile appeared on Hun Cang's old face. Then, holding a snake-headed scepter, carrying violent force, he slapped the Lan Feng, who was wrapped in zongzi by tentacles.

Wherever the snake-headed scepter passed, the air was whistling, and the terrifying energy was filled with the snake-headed scepter like a storm, causing a dazzling light to burst out from the hideous snake-headed pupils on the snake-headed scepter, which was extremely ferocious.

If Lan Feng was hit by this scepter, even if he was strong in his body, it would be extremely uncomfortable.

"Boom!"

Seeing the snake-headed scepter carrying violent power about to fall on Lan Feng, a devastating aura spread out from the body wrapped in the Lan Feng called Zongzi. The power of the divine dragon in his body was circulated, and his hands and feet were instantly covered by green dragon scales. Then he was shocked suddenly, shattering the tentacles into powder under the shocked gaze of Soul Burial!

Among the powder in the sky, Lan Feng's palm wrapped in green dragon scales slowly poked out, and under the shocked gaze of Soul Burial, he firmly grabbed the snake-headed scepter.

"How is this possible?"

Looking at this scene, Hun Burial's face changed drastically. He never thought that his attack would be so easily resolved by Lan Feng. You must know that it is a great witchcraft, which combines Western magic and soul power attacks, which can reach the depths of the human soul, leaving the soul bound...

"As long as the power is strong enough, nothing is impossible!"

The answer to the soul-burning is Lan Feng’s cold and indifferent words.

"boom!"

"Puchi..."

As Lan Feng's words fell, his hand holding the snake's head scepter suddenly exerted force, and the violent force exploded. Under the shocking gaze of the barbarian snake, David and others, Hun Cang was thrown away by Lan Feng, and hit the ground hard, making a dull sound.

I don’t know how powerful Lan Feng’s attack was. The moment Soul Burial’s body hit the hard floor, the ground shattered suddenly, and thick cracks appeared on the arm.

"Bang!"

With one blow, the Soul Burial was thrown away. Lan Feng's movement did not stop, but moved his foot, and his body appeared beside him like a ghost. He exerted force with his right foot, and kicked the Soul Burial hard on the chest that could not dodge.

The dull collision sounded, and the old body of Soul Burial was kicked away by Lan Feng like a football, and hit the wall directly in front of the hall, leaving a striking deep pit.

The power of one kick was so terrifying!

The deep pits that appeared on the wall, the faces of the Man Snake and the Man Eagle all showed strong shock and fear, and a trembling voice came from their mouths: "No... no... no, the boss... isn't that boy's opponent?"

"Damn, are you wrong?"

"How come that kid is so awesome? Who is the origin?"

Hearing the extremely terrifying trembling voice of Manshe and others, David was secretly happy in his heart, but now he did not tell these guys about Lan Feng's identity, but watched the show quietly.

"Crackling..."

At this time, the soul burial, who was kicked away by Lan Feng, finally struggled out of the wall. He twisted the old sound, and made a sound like a bone overwhelmed, making him look ten years older.

He raised his head to look at Lan Feng. A cold light flashed in Hun Tang's eyes, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Little bastard, you are really amazing to be able to hurt me to this point!"

"It's better...it's too late now! Today, I want you to die without a burial place!"

As Soul Burial's words fell, the snake-headed scepter in his hand waved, and the soul powers that had originally permeated the hall appeared at this moment, causing David's face to change drastically, and unconcealed horror and horror appeared in his eyes.

As the soul power emerged, it turned into substance, forming an extremely sharp net, and it was constantly gathering. David and Lan Feng were suddenly in this big net condensed by soul power.

Looking at David's terrified expression and looking at the Lan Feng who looked a little ugly, the murderous intent surged in Hun Burial's eyes, muttering words in his mouth, his dry palm pinched the strange seal, as if countless soul powers were gathering towards his hands, and the large net condensed by soul power contracted faster.

Now, Lan Feng and David are like fish in the net, and they are simply unable to defend themselves.

David used the gold-type superpower, and his right fist was smashed into the net woven by the soul power like gold. However, not only did he not tear the big net apart, his fist made of gold was almost cut.

The strength and sharpness of this big net were far beyond his imagination. If the big net was collected, they, Lan Feng, and the others, would be split and cut into a pool of meat paste.

"Damn it, I don't know what tempered this net to create a strong and sharpness, and it can't be beaten at all! Sir, what should we do?"

Seeing the shrinking speed of the big net became faster and faster, a strong eagerness appeared on David's face, and turned his head and asked Lan Feng.

"bite!"

Lan Feng did not answer, but held the Dragon Emperor dagger in his hand and slashed it at the big net from the net. The Dragon Emperor dagger, which was as sharp as mud, did not do anything to this big net, and could not cut off the thin lines of soul power, which made Lan Feng's brow frown without any trace.

"Those two boys are finished. The boss has tempered the soul power line for decades. Not only are they extremely hard and difficult to cut even with swords, but they are also as sharp as a knife. They form a net of heaven and earth. Any creature inside will be cut open and will undoubtedly die!"

"The killer weapon in the boss's soul burial technique, the sky and earth net is unbreakable, those two are finished!"

"Go to die, two miscellaneous!"

Looking at this scene, the faces of Man Snake and Man Leopard all showed a strong sense of pleasure and resentment, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

"Boy, you are so proud to be able to die under my soul burial technique! The net of heaven and earth, collect it!"

Burial Soul looked down at Lan Feng and Dai Dewei who were struggling in the net. A cold smile appeared on his old face, and a strong murderous voice came from his mouth.

"Boom!"

As his words fell, the contraction of the net of heaven and earth became faster.

"That's worthy of being called Tianluodi Net?"

Hearing the words of Soul Burial, a sneer appeared on Lan Feng's face. The hand seal method changed, and countless flame energy emerged from his body, forming two huge hands of the gods behind him.

In the hands of the gods, an unparalleled sword quietly formed, and a cold sound rang out at this moment!

"The God's Wrath!"

"Chu Family's unique skill, Armor-breaking Qinghong!"

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