Just wearing Douluo, being chased and killed by the god-king Tang San

Chapter 169 Practicing the Three Secret Techniques of Burial Sutras
The moment he saw Yang Feng, Elder Mu cried excitedly.

He was in his twilight years, with half a foot in the coffin, he never thought that after having Yang Feng, he would be able to live a second life.

This has already broken the understanding on Douluo Continent.

With Mu Lao, a god-level powerhouse, in charge, Yang Feng felt relieved.

After all, Electrolux and the others returned to the God Realm, and the Lower Realm no longer threatened the power of the Spirit Hall.

Besides, there is Xihe.

Therefore, he intends to retreat.

If possible, directly reach the God King this time.

If the gods heard Yang Feng's thought, they might be shocked.

To break through to the God King requires understanding the order and rules of the God Realm, and ordinary people can't break through without tens of thousands of years.

Some even got stuck and couldn't break into the God King Realm for the rest of their lives.

But he has the Nine Turns to Become a God Art, the Ninth Reincarnation Chapter, the Burial Sutra, the Eight Desolation and the Six Harmonies, but I am the Poison Lord, and he will soon reach the state of the God King.

After all, he still has an innate primordial chaotic body that surpasses all physiques.

After explaining it, Yang Feng had a meal with his parents and chose to retreat.

Of course, Qian Renxue, Tianmeng Iceworm, Snow Emperor, Ice Emperor, Gu Yuena, and Yang Xi and Yang He also retreated.

Elder Mu, on the other hand, trained the golden generation of Wuhundian.

Ji Xihe is very salty every day, except for shopping, he eats.

Yang Feng chose the Star Dou Forest in retreat.

It is quiet here, full of aura, and Gu Yuena's intimidation, no soul beast dares to disturb.

Between his breathing.

The starlight in the sky enters the nostrils, swims around the body a few times, and then goes upstream to reach the heavenly spirit.

A trace of incomparably refreshing coolness spreads in the brain, and thus reads through the Dao, the aura is like a mirror, and the mind wanders into the void...

Reciprocating in this way, a mysterious frequency is formed, as small as air and dust.

The surrounding scenes, as large as the entire cosmic starry sky, seemed to be integrated with him, like an ethereal and hard-to-find avenue.

Expressed in this way, there is a transcendent charm that I am the sky, and the sky is me.

The golden primordial spirit embryo villain, on the other hand, was submerged in the endless poison barrier and began to practice.

Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's primordial spirit embryo followed Yang Feng's primordial spirit embryo, screaming in excitement.

It has to keep up with Yang Feng's pace, longing for the opening of the fairy road, crushing opponents all the way, and suppressing the only one in the world!

However, as soon as he yelled, he was knocked into the air by the Ice Emperor's primordial spirit embryo villain!

Yang Xi and Yang He's cultivation is very special, what they practice is the immortal king-level kung fu of the Yang family in the upper realm.

For them, with just a little practice of this fairy king-level skill, they can fly in the sky and escape in the Douluo God Realm with boundless magic power, compete with the gods, and stand in the ranks of the strongest people.

Under the guidance of the Ice Emperor, Gu Yuena also practiced the Poison Sovereign Kungfu of the Eight Desolations and the Six Harmonies.

She discovered that she has a magical "ability", that is, she can peek into the future.

She saw the Tianmeng Iceworm being chased and killed in the endless world, and the snow emperor's white clothes were stained with blood.

The ice emperor, Qian Renxue fell into the abyss.

This scene startled Gu Yuena.

But when she looked at Yang Feng, she calmed down again.

Behind Yang Feng, there was chaos, and nine-colored rays of light hung down, as if the feng shui fire was repeating itself...

Especially in Yang Feng's body, she seemed to see a ray of dawn remaining in the last days.

Yang Feng went through all the exercises and shook his head.

In the end, he chose to study the funeral scriptures.

The burial scriptures were created by the buried emperor.

Yongzhen Difu,

Hell is back
Brood pregnant spirit.

When the three major secret arts come out together, they will evolve into the true six paths of reincarnation.

He understood it by heart, and began to practice the secret art of Yongzhen Underworld.

This secret technique is all-encompassing, and it evolves into a god to suppress prisons, and it has the ability of uncanny workmanship.

Returning from the underworld is the evolution of eighteen layers of hell.

Yang Feng inexplicably likes the magical number of eighteen.

His wife Wang Yuyan on the home planet just so happens to be!

Let's listen to him talking about the number of eighteen words.

There are eighteen floors of hell, and there are eighteen generations of ancestors!
After 18 years, if you are a hero, you can only watch NB movies!
The [-]th National Congress of the Women's University transforms, the more you change, the better you look!
Eighteen touches of folk tradition, the mountain road here is particularly curved...

……

Yang Feng quickly entered into a state of ecstasy and emptiness, unable to extricate himself from it.

I don't know how long it took.

A gust of wind blows.

Only then did he suddenly come to his senses, so he frowned lightly and murmured to himself:
"Are I bent...or the world is bent..."

Because during the practice, he saw the most real scene in the underworld, under the icy permafrost, there seemed to be an endless world.

There, it gave him a feeling that he couldn't peep and couldn't get close.

At this moment.

Qian Renxue was like a hibiscus coming out of water, stepping on the lake in front of her.

"Brother Yang Feng, have you gained anything from retreating for three months this time?"

Yang Feng nodded, and hugged Qian Renxue into his arms.

Xuenv also appeared silently, holding the fruit.

Yang Feng was caught in the middle, enjoying the tranquility.

"I'll tell you a secret." Yang Feng said suddenly.

He came out of his body and married Wang Yuyan after cutting off his obsession on earth.

"What secret?"

The two girls became interested, and their beautiful eyes looked at Yang Feng.

"I am married."

The two women were taken aback, looking at each other, looking at each other.

"Not long ago, my Yuanshen wandered around in Taixu, and accidentally went to a water-blue planet. I got married to a woman named Wang Yuyan, and she was also pregnant."

Yang Feng explained that although he still needs to apply, everything is true.

Why apply.

Because it is the primordial spirit body after all.

Wang Yuyan said at the last moment that she was pregnant.

This was something Yang Feng couldn't figure out.

They did get married and did what adults should do.

But after all, it is his primordial spirit body, although it has flesh and blood...

"Ham, Yang Feng, you really know how to joke."

While Qian Renxue and Xue Nu were in a daze, Tianmeng Bingcan walked over with the fruit in his hand, carrying the big belly that had been cultivated for many years.

"Tianmeng, don't you believe it?"

Yang Feng's tone was calm.

After seeing the disbelief of the two women, he looked up at the night sky with deep eyes.

"I believe...you big-headed ghost."

Tianmeng Iceworm pouted and jumped onto Yang Feng's shoulder.

Then he opened a bottle of cold beer and had a good meal.

"I didn't expect you to joke like this in front of your lover. They are not angry, but my brother is different. Although Bingbing agreed to my brother, but my current state is basically..."

"Then evolve, become a god, become a fairy, let yourself transform into a human being."

Yang Feng replied naturally!
"puff!"

Qian Renxue and Xuenv seemed to know Tianmeng Bingcan's grief, and burst out laughing.

Tianmeng Iceworm rarely blushed and slipped away.

Yang Feng smiled and didn't say anything.

The two women looked at Yang Feng's deep eyes.

For a while, I couldn't see the little man clearly.

A light wind blows.

Yang Feng's black hair was fluttering, and he just subconsciously closed his eyes, as if he was a virgin, the sky was falling and he was not shocked!
Slowly opening the eyelids again, a terrifying scene emerged in the eyes.

Qian Renxue and Xuenv were startled. They saw the icy frozen ground, endless death, and endless layers of hell.

A mosquito flapped its wings and "buzzed" around Yang Feng's ear, with a few tiny needles in its mouth dangling, peeking at Yang Feng's neck.

Yang Feng glared at the mosquito.

In an instant, the mosquito was enveloped by a breath of death and lost its vitality.

Yang Feng withdrew his gaze, the mosquito flapped its wings and flew away quickly.

"This is……"

Qian Renxue and Xue Nu naturally saw this scene.

There is life in death.

"This is the secret technique in the funeral scriptures." Yang Feng said lightly.

The two women stared at Yang Feng, looking up and down.

I always feel that this guy retreats once, as if he has changed himself. What is wrong specifically, I can't tell.

"Brother Yang Feng, I feel that the funeral scriptures are very unknown, do you feel something is wrong?!"

Yang Feng shook his head and explained: "The holy spirit of the undead has been integrated into my body, which is the most suitable for practicing funeral scriptures. Combined with the Ghost Carving Sword, it perfectly avoids the disadvantages of practicing funeral scriptures."

As he spoke, Yang Feng stretched out his hand.

A hundred meters away, it was absorbing the blood of the Tianmeng ice silkworm. The mosquito that had just flown away turned back and came to Yang Feng's palm.

The greedy mosquito crawled down obediently, put away the needle in its mouth, and looked at Yang Feng pitifully.

Feeling that a catastrophe is imminent, the mosquito flapped its wings vigorously, but could not fly, as if it had been deprived of its flying function, and felt that the air was dead, making it unable to take advantage of it.

Qian Renxue and Xue Nu took a closer look, almost choked on a sip of wine, and their beautiful faces changed in vain.

Yang Feng handed over his palm, and stared directly at the two women with deep eyes.

"Everything in the world is about birth and death. One thought of heaven and one thought of hell are all changed by our minds. Although I have not yet reached that state, I can control a mosquito."

The two women listened quietly.

Yang Feng seemed to be a divine master, explaining his own practice philosophy and demonstrating the results of practice to them, hoping to help them.

After all, the road ahead is very dangerous.

He hoped that those around him would have the power to protect themselves.

The wronged mosquito became Yang Feng's demonstration product, feeling powerless like an ant looking to the dragon.

"Ants can also fight dragons!" Finally, Yang Feng raised his hand lightly.

I saw the little mosquito in the palm of my hand, it really turned into a butterfly and flew away.

Click!

The soul beast calamity descends.

Qian Renxue and Xuenv understood, and told Yang Feng that they seemed to have caught something, then hurriedly left and retreated again.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The mosquitoes screamed loudly when they were hacked.

In the confrontation with Tianjie, it was covered in blood and flesh.

But finally survived.

Absorbed the catastrophe.

With a sudden change, the thunder skyrocketed.

In Thunder, a man with butterfly wings from the north appeared.

He was very slow, vibrating his wings and flying in the sky.

After a while, it landed in front of Yang Feng, and the wings on the back retracted into flesh and blood.

Then, with a plop, he knelt down.

"My lord, thank you for teaching the Dharma, I kowtow to you."

Bang bang bang.

The man kowtowed vigorously.

Yang Feng signaled the man to get up.

"I just called you randomly. You are a ten thousand year soul beast. This evolution is also your chance."

"Thank you, my lord." The man got up excitedly, with an excited expression on his face, "Please give me a name, my lord."

Yang Feng thought for a while, and said: "You are the first mosquito to turn into a butterfly, so let's call you a butterfly to turn into a dragon. I hope you will cultivate well in the future and protect this pure land."

"Yes." Die Hualong looked excited.

"Go."

Yang Feng waved his hand.

His eyes became sharper.

"Your Excellency, since you're here, why hide and hide, why don't you come out and talk about it?"

"Hahaha." A crack appeared in the void, and an old man came out of the void, and he announced his name, "Old man Cao Yuan protector."

(End of this chapter)