"Boom!"

As Lan Feng used the Great Yan Divine Art, a hot fire light appeared in the dark sky behind him. The fire lights were the destructive energy condensed by Lan Feng's use of the Great Yan Divine Art to use the soul power to summon the power of the stars. It will destroy everything.

The fire fell at an extremely fast speed, and in just a moment it appeared behind Lan Feng. With his pressing, he carried endless destructive power towards the black energy pillar that burst into flames against Lan Feng.

Finally, under Lan Feng's gaze, the painted black energy column collided with the fire light condensed by the power of the stars.

The explosion did not occur as expected. The devastating energy column dimmed in the moment it contacted the fire and finally disappeared slowly, as if it had never appeared.

The originally dazzling fire light was a little dimmed, but it did not dissipate, but fell down at Voldemort below the abyss.

The huge Voldemort could not dodge at all, and was hit by the fire in the head like a target.

"Ao..."

The next moment, a shrill scream came from Voldemort's mouth.

The blazing flames on its head were burning, and its body did not feel any pain, but its soul seemed to be torn apart and became countless pieces at this moment, making it extremely painful, and it couldn't stop wailing, and a sarcastic scream came from its mouth...

The Great Yan Divine Technique was learned by Lan Feng from Feng Yan. It is not a physical attack or a magic attack but a soul attack. Even as Lan Feng is now a great master of souls, it will be extremely laborious to use this move. With his soul power, he can use this move at most twice.

Its greatest power is to attack the soul, bringing the soul pain that cannot be experienced to the human body. This pain and damage are far more direct than the pain of the body.

After enduring the powerful attack of the Great Yan Divine Technique, Voldemort, who was originally extremely vicious, screamed constantly, and black blood flowed out of its seven orifices, looking extremely ferocious.

Its flesh was clearly intact, but it felt like his body had fallen apart and reorganized hundreds of times. The pain was not something it could bear. Even its memories were all disrupted. Countless memory fragments and pictures flashed through its mind, making it feel like its head was about to explode...

Voldemort never experienced such pain...

It feels like it's about to die, but it's clearly still alive...

This feeling is worse than death.

The unprecedented pain made its huge body twist continuously, causing a lot of damage...

"Swish!"

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on Lan Feng's face, allowing his body to lose gravity and fall downwards, and finally stood steadily on Voldemort's huge head.

He exerted force on his feet and steadily flew to Voldemort's back. The sharp anti-dragon sword in his hand appeared. Before Voldemort, who was intoxicated with severe pain, could react, Lan Feng stabbed the anti-dragon sword towards its back.

"Swish..."

Although Voldemort's scales are extremely hard and have amazing defense, how can he resist the Dragon Emperor's anti-dragon sword?

The sharp anti-dragon sword destroyed Voldemort's defensive turtle shell like cutting tofu and pierced into its body.

"Puff..."

Bright red blood spurted out from Voldemort's back.

"Aowu..."

The double pain from the soul and body made Voldemort scream in miserable and desperate scream in his mouth. Its body twisted wildly, trying to throw Lan Feng away, but Lan Feng stood on his back like a javelin, motionless.

"Aowu...swish!"

The severe pain made Voldemort's eyes turn bloody. It swung its tail and whipped it at Lan Feng, but it was cut off by Lan Feng's sword, making it even more painful.

"Boom!"

The bright red blood spurted out of Voldemort's mouth and hit the cliff wall in the distance, making a dull sound, dyeing the cliff wall blood red.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The intense pain permeated Voldemort's body and soul, which made it completely rampage.

Its broken tail was rushing blood and frantically swinging. Its huge and thick four-legged feet were stomping on the rock wall, like a wild boar running and angry climbing up the cliff at a super fast speed, leaving deep footprints on the hard cliff.

At this moment, Voldemort had only one thought in his mind, and only the ancestor of the Ghost Sect could save him, so at this moment it rushed out of the Sky Eagle Stream without hesitation and rushed towards the place where the Ghost Sect headquarters was.

In just a moment, Voldemort rushed out of the Sky Eagle Stream, and the tunnel opposite the Sky Eagle Stream was directly crushed and shattered by Voldemort.

Then, Voldemort rushed towards the headquarters of the Ghost Gate at a faster speed.

"Boom boom boom..."

Voldemort ran at high speed like a heavy bulldozer, crushing everything that blocked its pace along the way into pieces...

In a few flashes, Voldemort disappeared into the Sky Eagle Stream with Lan Feng.

"Old Fu, don't worry about me, go down the mountain and leave by yourself.

"this……"

At the edge of the cliff of Tianying Stream, Fu Lao looked blankly at the Lan Feng who had disappeared on Voldemort's back, his eyes shrank into a needle-shaped shape, his mouth widened, and the shock and astonishment appeared on his old face, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Although he knew that Lan Feng was extremely fierce, even the Grand Master was not his opponent.

But he never expected that even Voldemort, the God-Sect protector, was not Lan Feng's opponent, and his huge and ferocious offensive and formation were endured by Lan Feng!

He stood here and saw with his own eyes the terror and power of Lan Feng's strength, and he suppressed Voldemort, who had been conquered by human power.

Thinking back to the scene when he first met Lan Feng, the complexity in Fu Lao's heart became more and more intense.

He still remembers that he wanted Zui Hongyan to ask Lan Feng's name and origin. Zui Hongyan gave her an answer that made him extremely puzzled: He is a man who can create miracles.

If Fu Lao didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at the beginning, then he thought he should understand it a little now.

Even Voldemort, a giant that was inconquering human power and invincible, was suppressed by him and stepped on it!

Then he does have the power to create miracles.

But... can he really create miracles in the face of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect?

Mr. Fu couldn't help but feel a little worried. He knew very well the horror of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect and the legends he had left in the world.

"Oh... I hope you can really create miracles!"

Mr. Fu sighed softly and murmured to himself.

As his words fell, he turned around and walked in another direction.

"Haha...Isn't this the boy's companion? Old guy, where do you want to go?"

However, Mr. Fu's words had just fallen and before he could take a step, a cold and solemn voice sounded quietly.

As the sound rang out, sharp figures appeared in Fu Lao's sight, blocking his retreat, making his face instantly cold and ugly.

These are the disciples who rushed over to check when they heard the movements in other halls of the Seventy-Two Halls of the Ghost Gate.

"Swish!"

Faced with such a situation, Mr. Fu had no chance or room for choice, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the crowd.

The only way to do this is to fight a bloody path.

"Old guy, look for death! Take action and stop him!"

Seeing this, the man in the lead waved his hand and there was no sound of emotion in his mouth.

"Boom!"

As his words fell, many disciples of the Ghost Sect burst out and rushed towards Fu Lao with endless murderous intent.

At the headquarters of the Ghost Gate, there are lights and decorations everywhere, with red lanterns hanging, and covered with big red wedding words. The lights and decorations are decorated with joy, and the scene is full of joy.

The disciples of the Ghost Sect are doing careful work and arrangements everywhere. After all, after twelve o'clock, it will be the happy day for the Ghost Sect ancestor, and they must prepare everything.

You should know that the wedding of ordinary people is normally held at 12:08 noon, but the wedding of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect is completely different, but at 12:00 a.m.

In other words, after twelve o'clock tonight, it will be the day when the ancestor of the Ghost Sect will be happy, and the wedding of the ancestor of the Ghost Sect will be officially held at twelve o'clock.

Although the time has not yet arrived, the relatives and friends who were invited by the ancestor of the Ghost Sect have already arrived. Looking around, the entire Ghost Sect headquarters is decorated with lights, brightly lit, crowded with people, and full of joy.

This is enough to show the super high popularity that the ancestor of the Ghost Sect has in the martial arts world.

Even if the ancestor of the Ghost Sect has a bad reputation, he is a powerful man after all, and he is a powerful person standing on the top pyramid. Now he is very happy and enters guests from all over the world. Naturally, many people come to support him and get a favor.

Moreover... the ancestor of the Ghost Sect also explained the invitation posted by him. He will preach on the happy day and share his practice journey and experience.

You should know... The ancestor of the Ghost Sect is a top tyrant in China, at least he is also a peak in the Grand Master, and is even very likely to be an existence beyond the Grand Master. His practice history and experience are a huge fortune for anyone, with great influence, and it will definitely be of great use after listening to it.

Why don’t those wise men who pursue martial arts come?

So this has led to an unprecedented grand wedding for the ancestor of the Ghost Sect. Even though the wedding has not yet begun, many visitors have gathered at the headquarters of the Ghost Sect, which is crowded with people.

Many strong people gathered together and talked and laughed, which seemed very lively.

I don’t know what a huge scene will be like here at about 12 a.m.
Chapter completed!