Upon hearing this, the three of them were stunned for a moment, and then started laughing wildly.

"What are you talking about, turning us into holy corpses? Idiot, we major in the art of soul control. Our souls have already reached the point where they are invulnerable to all poisons. Trying to defeat me with the art of soul control is simply a joke!"

"Boy, do you know what it means to be a master of martial arts? When it comes to soul control, we are all figures at the level of your ancestors!"

"Why don't you go and find out who we are? Have you heard of the old monster from the Underworld and the Netherworld Ghost?"

The two old men laughed loudly, as if they had heard a big joke!

This was the first time they had encountered such a self-righteous boy!

When they heard these two titles, the expressions of everyone present changed, because the old monster of Huangquan and the ghost of the underworld were the first people in the empire to control souls at that time!

And because they are good at soul control, they can implant their souls into other people's bodies to extend their lives and achieve immortality, which is very magical.

In fact, many high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the royal family asked them to hand over their orders!

But five hundred years ago, they mysteriously disappeared and never appeared again. It turned out that they had been dormant here and assisted Qian Huacheng in jointly developing a plan to create a man-made Holy Lord!

If what they said is true and Ye Feng wants to use soul control to deal with them, that's a joke!

Blood-devouring soul-refining!

This terrifying soul control technique was created by the two of them. Now it has become a textbook soul control technique in the empire's soul control world. If you want to defeat them, you must at least come up with a soul control technique that can surpass it!

Although they didn't know what method Ye Feng used to break their soul control technique, it was a joke if they also wanted to use soul control technique against them!

"Is that also called soul control?" Ye Feng asked sarcastically, "In my hometown, any existence that can be called a soul control master is enough to beat you!"

Ye Feng's hometown is naturally hell!

And the soul controllers he talks about are all ghost generals who control all ghosts in hell!

"You dare to look down on us?" The three of them suddenly became furious. The three of them have worked hard over the years on how to integrate technology and soul control, and now they have initially witnessed the results.

But Ye Feng dared to look down on them?

Ye Feng chuckled: "Man-making a Holy Lord is equivalent to overthrowing a young man's talent. It only has appearance but no foundation! Any Holy Lord is enough to kill you in an instant!"

"Above the King, below the Holy Lord, this is your only destination!"

This sentence directly determined the future of the three of them!

For a time, the doubts in everyone's minds were finally clear!

These three artificial Holy Lords are false Holy Lords!

"That being the case, what is it about you that deserves my respect?" Ye Feng stopped and looked up: "The level of cultivation is a mess!"

"Physical strength is a mess!"

"The art of controlling souls is also a mess!!!"

As the last word fell, Ye Feng's body was suddenly filled with thousands of layers of mist, rolling and surging like a black tide, fierce and terrifying!

In the mist, there were countless howling ghosts, which were shrill and miserable, as if someone had been skinned and convulsed, and cut into pieces with a thousand knives.

One after another, the ghost heads and phantoms are constantly scurrying about, roaring in the sky and the earth, like evil spirits, frightening the soul.

This is!

For a moment, everyone, including the three Holy Masters, panicked!

Just hearing the bursts of shrill wails made them feel like their souls were about to shed their shells, and they were trembling from the depths of their souls.

fear!

fear!

"This is the real art of soul control!!!" Ye Feng roared, and suddenly waved his palm forward, and endless black tides rushed forward!

Thousands of ghosts were mixed in the black tide, roaring out!

"The God of Hell seduces the soul!"

not good!!!

The three of them immediately felt their scalps numb and were about to retreat violently!

However, the black tide in front of me came very quickly, like a cat that smelled something fishy, ​​coming in a blink of an eye!

then!

Suddenly slapped on the bodies of Netherworld Ghost and Hanquan Old Monster!

Buzz!!

They were suddenly shaken, began to scream miserably, stretched out their fingers to scratch their faces, and tore off their scalps, as if they were in agony, and kept vomiting blood from their mouths.
Chapter completed!