"Lao Jiu, how are you? Wake up!"

The captain kept slapping Tang Yu's face, but Tang Yu didn't react at all.

Gripping his teeth, the captain turned around and glared at Hai Lifang fiercely, cursing: "Shameless man, Lao Jiu had already spared your life just now, and he showed mercy. You actually attacked him while he was unprepared. It was simply a heartless person."

"Is that right? He's forgive me?

He was reluctant to kill me, hehe."

As soon as he grinned, Hai Lifang shook his head and said evilly: "What you want is my living mouth, not to let my soul go away.

Otherwise, why do you have to have such a big battle?

As long as Director Tang Hao brings ten captains to come in person, he will be more than enough to kill me.

Isn’t it just to capture me if so many people are surrounding me?

The so-called "sending a rat and being afraid of weapons" is my dealing with you with what you fear. This is wisdom. How can I say despicable?"

Well, indeed! He nodded deeply with consent, Yang Feng understood in his heart.

This competition in the great way is more dangerous than the competition in the physical body and soul power.

After all, if you lose the physical competition, you will lose your arms and legs. For the gods, it is easy to repair, and it is no big deal.

When the soul competes, the soul will be scattered, which seems to be very serious, but it is still easy to save those who have practiced the mantra of rebirth like Yang Feng.

Moreover, in the competition of souls, few people ended up scattering their souls. Everyone was very sensible, so there was no need to work so hard.

Most of the results of soul competition are just heavy damage to souls.

Just like Yang Feng’s previous appearance, although it is not as easy to heal as physical injuries, as long as the method is right, it can still be cured.

But the competition in the Great Dao is not that simple.

In severe cases, the heart of Tao collapses and the soul and the soul are both destroyed; in mild cases, the heart of Tao trembles and the soul is severely damaged.

Of course, it also has a moderate injury, which is that the heart of Tao has collapsed and the soul has barely been saved.

However, without the mind of Tao, you are not worthy of being a god. You can only reincarnate in the mortal world and re-harve your mind of Tao.

Especially, once you compete in the Great Dao, the probability of both souls and souls being destroyed is the greatest, and the probability of survival is niche.

This is why comparing the Dao is more dangerous than comparing the others.

Therefore, when both sides compete in the great way, they will do their best. No one dares to give in because no one dares to hand over their wealth and life to their opponents.

But today, Hailifang was fearless and did it.

His retreat took a lot of risks, and he was almost betting on his own life, just betting that Tang Yu dared not invade again.

As expected, Tang Yu really forced his way to stop, causing his Taoist heart to be unstable and flawed, so that Hai Li could give him a fatal blow.

Otherwise, just Tang Yu’s cultivation level just now and his soul power was only one level different, how much difference was in his strength.

Even if Haicun can win, it will not be so easy.

Gripping his teeth, the captain handed the unconscious Tang Yu to the care of the Shura God who caught up later, while he had a gloomy face and approached the Hai Cube step by step.

"Sir, let me go to the battle. I will teach this old guy a lesson. Please give me a approval."

"Captain of the First Team, Tang Yuan!"

The corners of his mouth curled up, and Hai Lifang looked at him with a strange look on his face: "As Director Tang Hao's right-hand assistant, the captain of the Yifen team of the 108 Shura Team, and a few 200-level Taoist cultivators, I also want to learn more about your methods, please."

"No need!"

Suddenly, Tang Hao waved his hand suddenly and sneered: "You are a cunning and cunning old man. I don't want my brothers to be in your hands again.

All the captains follow the orders, let's go together.

It should be no problem to capture him alive.”

Uh! I felt a stagnant, and Hailifang was stunned for a moment.

Yang Feng also twitched his face slightly, and couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

It seems that this Director Tang Hao is not a pedantic gentleman. He has more than a hundred masters of the same level. Even if the wheel battle is a shameless method, he is still fighting around?

Tsk tsk...I admire such a man who is neat in his work! Yang Feng grinned and chuckled, and at the same time, the golden light flashed in his hand, ready to help.

Hai Lifang's face was gloomy and he sneered: "Director Tang Hao, you are already bullying the less, and you are still going to join us. Are you not afraid of others' ridicule?"

"I brought a large group of men and made you hurt a few captains, which would be ridiculous.

Besides, I brought people here not to challenge you, but to catch you.

How do you catch you, do you still need to look at others' eyes?"

A thick air spurted out from his nostrils, and Tang Hao shouted: "Master, as long as you live, it's okay no matter how serious the injury is!"

Yes! After a steady nod, the more than a hundred captain-level masters immediately rushed towards Hai Cube like a group of evil wolves, with a hideous smile on their lips.

Hai Lifang's eyes shook and his face was solemn.

Each of these people is a powerful man at the Dao level. It is hard to deal with one. Now there are 100 rounds of beatings. How should he fight?

Could it be that today I will be captured alive by these Shura gods?

Gudu! He swallowed his mouth hard, and Hai Cube's soul could no longer tremble.

Tang Hao looked down and immediately showed an evil smile.

After all... this old guy is still scared, hum.

Huh! Suddenly, at this moment, a terrifying wave suddenly came from the nine heavens. The golden giant palm with an invincible momentum suddenly fell from the heads of a group of Shura gods. The constantly rotating Sanskrit in their hands reflected in people's eyes, which was so dazzling.

This is... the pupils couldn't help but trembled fiercely, and Tang Hao was shocked: "Brahma Seal?"

"Brahma Seal?

Where did the Brahma Seal be stamped?”

Hai Lifang was also confused and didn't understand why. The Shura captains looked around with a serious look on their faces and shouted: "Who?

Who is attacking us?"

Sao! However, there was no movement around, only the huge golden palm print arrived in the blink of an eye, locking all the Shura gods in the entire Yunkong, and they could not escape.

And under the locking of this Brahma Seal, all the Shura Gods felt that their whole body was stiff and seemed to be unable to escape.

Yang Feng watched this scene below and kept smiling evilly.

My Brahma Seal has gathered more than 300 Shura's soul powers from level 190 or above, and is incomparable to the palm that I used to hit Tangcheng.

In the so-called competition of Taoism at the same level, soul power determines the outcome.

If you want to escape from this Brahma seal, you may have to block all the captains, at least ninety captains, so I can have the chance to rescue the old man Hailifang, hehehe.

Touch! But at this moment, when Yang Feng was about to rescue people as planned, Tang Hao, the director of the Shura Judgment Office, was already like a magic needle in the sea, and pulled his sword upwards. The blade was sharp and suddenly collided with the golden giant palm, causing unprecedented terrifying fluctuations, which shocked tens of thousands of Shura Gods to retreat around.
Chapter completed!