With this believer's words, other believers looked for some dry firewood.

The people were so crowded that they were very powerful, and soon Yu Qin's feet were filled with dry firewood.

Yang Feng was anxious and angry. These believers were mortals at all and could not explain clearly.

Yang Feng had no way to stop it. Even if it was stopped, the remnant soul would bring a bunch of dry firewood.

"The Emperor is above, we will offer you the purest soul sacrifice with our most devout worship!"

The first believer who shouted knelt on the ground and even took out a fire note.

Everyone knows that the next sect appears.

As long as the fire is ignited, this believer will be the next head sect.

Yang Feng could no longer bear it. Even if he knew that his killing formation could not kill all the believers here, he would still take action.

Several formation flags were silently thrown down by Yang Feng, and the sky suddenly became gray.

I saw more than a dozen wind blades sweeping over and killing the dozen believers who were kneeling on the ground and preparing to light the fire.

Seeing this scene, everyone was so scared that they quickly retreated, and no one dared to step forward and light the fire again.

Boom boom!

The sound of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and faint flames appeared above Yu Qinde.

Yang Feng knew that he could never wait any longer. The remnant soul of the Vow clan did not have to wait for these believers to ignite the fire, and he could activate the fire.

As long as the fire lights dry firewood, Yang Feng will be powerless.

At this time, Yang Feng was too lazy to think about anything and rushed out directly.

Because of the Feng Blade before, the crowd retreated farther, and a large open space appeared between Yu Qin and the crowd.

As soon as Yang Feng rushed out of the crowd, he was immediately seen by everyone.

"What is he going to do? Don't you know that you will be killed by the Wind Blade when you get close?"

"You think the head of the Holy Temple is so easy to be. Only such fearless people have the opportunity to become the head of the school."

...

Yu Qin, who was tied to the altar, also looked at Yang Feng with shock. She naturally knew Yang Feng and went to find her a few days ago and said that she was his big marks.

At this time, what did he come out to do?

Yang Feng has seen the practice of the Vow Clan, which is indeed a branch of the Destiny Practice.

But after practicing, it was completely transformed and became a practice of life that had last wishes.

In addition to practicing by one's own practice, this technique can also enhance one's own strength through shortcuts. This shortcut is to absorb the worship power of believers.

At that time, Ali also briefly told Yang Feng about his vows, and Yang Feng also had a general understanding of the way to practice his life.

The more pious the believer is, the purer and stronger the will.

For the remnant souls who practice their life of life for a long time, the purity of the power of wishes is crucial.

A spark was swept over by the power of the remnant soul's thoughts, and the dry firewood on the altar under Yu Qin's feet on the ground suddenly burned.

Yang Feng was extremely anxious, but his expression seemed extremely calm, and even with a smile, he sang softly, "If you don't know your fate, you can't cultivate yourself. If the sky cannot get time, the sun and the moon have no light; if the earth cannot get time, the plants and trees will not grow. Life has no wishes, no foundation of practice, and the thoughts of the Tao are mixed. I pray for my pure soul, and I voluntarily pray for the emperor with my life, and sacrifice my life for the emperor..."

Yang Feng's singing voice kept making, and he stepped onto the altar with dry firewood.

The flames burned Yang Feng's clothes in an instant and began to burn his hair and skin.

The reason why he dared to do this is because Yang Feng knew too much about his practice of his life.

No matter how pure the soul's vows are, they are not as powerful as the pious vows that voluntarily contribute.

Yu Qin's soul is pure, but Yu Qin is obviously unwilling to be burned to death, and is unwilling to use his soul and life to strengthen the remnant soul who practices his life.

But Yang Feng was different. He sang this, and even felt really willing to stand up and contribute his life to the remnant soul of his life. This is what the remnant soul of the wish clan wants the most.

Yang Feng lost his cultivation. After all, he was a powerful Heavenly Venerable. His vaguely powerful soul power made the remnant soul of the Vow clan throw Yu Qin aside.

How can such pure and voluntary powerful souls and sacrifice life be mixed with other souls?

So after Yang Feng walked onto the altar, he easily pulled Yu Qin away from the column of the altar.

"You go quickly."

Yu Qin smelled the burnt smell of Yang Feng's skin and shouted anxiously.

She was no longer willing to consider whether Yang Feng said before.

A person who can risk his life to save her will be sincere to her even if he tells a lie.

Since she can remember, no one has ever been burned to death to save her.

Before the flames burned to her, she felt the torment, and Yang Feng's body had long been ignited. How can this pain and torture be withstood?

She could only watch Yang Feng being burned by fire in front of her. This feeling was unbearable for her. She would rather burn herself.

The torn pain spread from Yang Feng's skin to the heart and then penetrated into the deepest part of the soul.

Even though Yang Feng had suffered all kinds of terrible pain in his body refining, he was not as painful as being burned by the flames.

Before, when he refined his body, he could finally use his skills to resist, and even use elixirs to help.

And now, he forced the flames to burn.

"Brother..."

"Brother..."

The voices of the little beggar and his brother and sister came, and they were extremely anxious.

The three of them also ran over from a distance, obviously trying to unplug the fire and rescue Yang Feng.

"Yang Feng, go quickly, I believe your words..."

Yu Qin almost burst into tears, and she didn't know where the courage came from, so she wanted to drag Yang Feng out of the fire.

Yang Feng knew that he would definitely not be able to leave. If he left, how could the remnant souls who practiced the Vow Clan's martial arts give up?

He knew clearly from the fact that the flame did not burn on Qin.

He grabbed Yu Qin's arm, twisted his face, and said in hoarse and almost unauthorized words, "You don't have to take it to heart, and you don't owe me anything... You frozen to death for me in your previous life, and let me burn to death for you in this life..."

He was worried that if Yu Qin succeeded in practicing in the future, there would be traces of Tao in her heart.

After saying this, he grabbed Yu Qin and threw it out with all his strength. At the same time, he shouted, "Little beggar, remember that if anyone dares to bully Yu Qin, he will be killed without mercy..."

"No……"

Yu Qin didn't even say a word, but was thrown by Yang Feng at the little beggars and the other two from above the flames.

"Bang!"

The moment Yu Qin was thrown out by Yang Feng, the fire broke out completely, and people outside could no longer see Yang Feng's shadow. It was a completely small volcano.

The three little beggars who ran to the front supported Yu Qin and stared at the flame hill blankly, stunned.

They can only see this kind of flame.

Yu Qin was thrown out, and as the flames burst out, with a crack, Yang Feng's heart seemed to be suddenly cracked and broken.

The endless aura of Taoist rhyme gathered over, and the spiritual consciousness that could not be released suddenly stretched out, the divine essence rose wildly, and Taoist rhyme condensed one by one by one by one by Yang Feng.

A kind of ecstasy surged into Yang Feng's heart, and his Taoist traces were sending Yu Qin out, replacing the moment when Yu Qin was burned by fire, and his cultivation was as crazy as he was.

When his cultivation level is restored, this kind of mortal fire will have no effect even if it burns him for thousands of years.

The Taoist rhyme is everywhere, and the cultivation is restored. The burned body is no longer a torture in the flames, but a kind of nirvana, and the strength of the body is also returning rapidly.

Yang Feng's spiritual sense immediately swept out overwhelmingly, and the next moment he saw the remnant soul hiding above the Holy Temple.

Yang Feng raised his hand without hesitation and grabbed it. A torn scream came. The remnant soul was bound by Yang Feng's space. Without any resistance in Yang Feng's palm, he turned into ashes and his soul was destroyed.

The beautiful temple collapsed wildly at this moment, and in a blink of an eye it turned into ruins.

The rolling thunder sounded dullly in the air. Yang Feng just wanted to roar, and his cultivation level was restored.

The traces of the Great Dao were restored and his cultivation was restored. His strength came directly to the late stage of the Heavenly Lord.

Even though it has not reached the realm of the Great Heavenly Lord, it will only happen sooner or later.

With the help of Bodhis, he had long seen the way of the Great Heavenly Lord.

A series of terrifying space vortexes rolled up, and the surrounding space began to crack.

The terrifying vortex suction seemed to be about to completely suck Yang Feng into the void in the next moment.

Yang Feng knew very well what was going on. This was because his strength was restored and the rules of Daoyun were too powerful, so this interface could not bear it.

But Yang Feng didn't care. With his strength, he could do it without restraining his Taoist rhyme and gaining a foothold in such a low-level interface.

Just when Yang Feng wanted to restrain his Taoist rhyme, a familiar and terrifying Taoist rhyme pounced on him.

Yang Feng's heart trembled. He was so familiar with this aura.

He was caught by the handprint once on the underground abyss of Yijie. At that time, the handprint was far less powerful than this time.
To be continued...