During the ten breaths, all the people and horses of the Xuanming Kingdom turned into mummies, and all the souls were absorbed by the bone banner.

This time, Mu Feng did not feed these souls to evil souls, but instead fed these warrior souls to hundreds of thousands of ghosts.

Although the evil soul is powerful and talented, it is naturally rebellious and unruly. If he keeps him strong, Mu Feng may not be able to completely suppress it.

After the troops of the Xuanming Kingdom died completely, the ghost's targets were transferred to Yan Yi and Yan Qian.

"No...no...Brother Wang, save me!"

In an instant, Yan Qian was wrapped in many ghosts, her flesh and blood were lost, and her skin gradually shriveled, looking particularly terrifying.

Yan Yi was so scared that he retreated repeatedly, but was shocked to find that the ghost behind him was completely stopped by the ghost.

Boom! Suddenly, a golden stream of light came across, instantly piercing the encirclement of the ghost, rushed to Yan Yi, grabbed his shoulder with his right hand, and immediately exited the encirclement of the ghost.

Yan Qian let out the last scream, her eyes widened and turned into a mummy.

Mu Feng raised his head and looked indifferently at the golden figure holding Yan Yi. He slowly floated up under countless ghosts.

This golden figure is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is wearing golden armor and the aura emitted from his body is as vast as a sea of ​​abyss.

"Third-level Martial King?"

Mu Feng looked at the man in golden armor and raised his eyebrows, feeling quite surprised.

He also discovered that the golden armor on this man was actually a middle-level defensive spirit soldier, and this man was stronger than the two kings of Xuanming.

Wow! Two more figures swept from afar, hovering behind the man with golden armor, and looked at Mu Feng with fear.

"Father!"

Yan Yi looked at the Golden Armor man beside him, his eyes showing excitement.

Bang! The man in Jinjia slapped Yan Yi in the face, making the latter's cheeks flushed and he looked confused.

"You still have the face to call me Father?"

Who asked you to take Yan Qian to leave the main force privately, and what about the order of King Wu?”

The man in golden armor asked with a cold look.

Yan Yi shrank his neck and briefly explained the corresponding situation, while looking at Mu Feng.

After listening meticulously, the man in the golden armor seemed to understand the whole story. He bowed to Mu Feng and said politely: "Your Excellency! Yan Feishuang, the king of the Feiyan Kingdom, was so offensive before. Yan is here to apologize to you!"

"Since they are wrong first, Yan Qian will die if she dies, and our Feiyan Kingdom will not pursue it. But please return the order of King Wu on Yan Yi!"

Yan Fei's eyes were indifferent, his tone was calm, as if Mu Feng had really robbed their King of Martial Arts Order, and it was natural to return them now.

In Huanggu City, countless warriors showed shock.

They didn't expect that even the Feiyan Kingdom had come out. This Feiyan Kingdom is a powerful kingdom with the highest national strength among the six kingdoms under the Chixing Zun Kingdom, and is even stronger than the Xuanming Kingdom.

Yan Feishuang is the current king of the Feiyan Kingdom and is also a real genius. However, in his forties, he has already entered the realm of a third-level martial king. He has a great reputation among the six kingdoms.

"I didn't expect that even Yan Feishuang would take action!"

On the top of a tower in the north, Yu Feihong stood behind Mu Bei, his eyes fell on the golden armored man hanging in the air in the distance, showing a look of astonishment.

"The tomb of King Wu this time has a far-reaching impact. People have come from the Xuanming Kingdom and the Feiyan Kingdom! I just don't know if the other three kingdoms have also sent people secretly!"

King Qinghongwu Jiang Ziyu stood on the other side of Mubei, his face was not very good-looking.

The Lihuo Kingdom, among the six kingdoms, can only be at the end of national strength. If other kingdoms also send strong people to come, this is not a good thing for them.

Fortunately, they are now leaning on Mu Bei, and they have spiritual weapons and talismans funded by Mu Bei, so the warriors they sent should not suffer any losses.

"Do you know who the man in black is?"

Mu Bei sat quietly on the chair, took a sip of tea, and pointed at the man in black robe opposite Yan Feishuang.

Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu shook their heads. This was the first time they had seen this man in black.

Moreover, the martial arts of this man in black are very strange and can actually drive ghosts to fight.

Especially the blood-red ghost in the long robe, even the two kings of Xuanming were easily killed by him, and his combat power was probably comparable to that of the third-level martial king.

Mu Bei looked thoughtful and murmured softly: "Driving the ghost, this should be a branch of the Demon Sect. Even they are interested in the tomb of King Wu. It seems that I am here right this time!"

At this moment, Yan Feishuang saw Mu Feng not saying anything, frowned and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency! There is a Martial King Order on the two kings of Xuanming. If you kill them, you should have already obtained one. Please return Yan Yi's Martial King Order!"

"roll!"

Mu Feng pronounced the pronunciation lightly and continued, "Yan Yi must die! If you know the truth, kill him!"

Yan Feishuang was stunned, and then a burst of anger rushed to his forehead.

He didn't expect that the guy in front of him would not give him any face.

"Your Excellency! Do you want to declare war on our Feiyan Kingdom?

Don’t you know us..." Yan Feishuang’s face looked ugly, but before he finished speaking, he saw the bone banner in Mu Feng’s hand being sacrificed.

"Evil Soul! Kill him!"

Mu Fengsen's cold and ruthless voice rang.

Roar! The evil soul roared, rushed out with great strides, and rushed towards Yan Feishuang.

"You..." Yan Feishuang's face turned gloomy. He didn't expect Mu Feng to do it and would not reason with him at all.

Bang! Yan Feishuang's body was full of golden light, like a blazing sun. He stepped out and turned into a trace of light in the void and collided with the evil soul.

Boom! The sky exploded with bright light, and the terrifying energy pushed out frantically with ring-shaped ripples.

Yan Fei's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but take several steps, while the evil soul did not move at all, and launched a fierce attack on Yan Feishuang frantically.

"Damn it! Is this ghost so strong?"

Yan Feishuang's heart sank. He witnessed the battle between the evil soul and the two kings of Xuanming with his own eyes. He knew that the evil soul was of extraordinary strength.

But as he observed, the evil soul was still a little different from him. If there was a head-on battle, he would be enough to suppress the evil soul. This is why he stood up and asked Mu Feng for the order of King Wu.

In his opinion, the evil soul is Mu Feng's strongest trump card. As long as he suppresses the evil soul, Mu Feng will have no choice but to let him control it.

Unfortunately, he never expected that the evil soul killed the two queens of Xuanming and swallowed the souls of both. His strength soared again, and he had already surpassed him.

Ao! At the same time, hundreds of thousands of ghosts roared out and quickly rushed towards Yan Yi.

"Crown Prince Yan Yi! You retreat and we will help you block it!"

The two warriors following Yan Feishuang flew out, and they also burst out with a powerful aura, blocking Yan Yi.

These two warriors are very strong, one is the second-level martial king and the other is the first-level martial king.

The moment they first came into contact with 100,000 ghosts, they immediately felt it was difficult because these ghosts were too difficult to deal with, and they could not kill them, and there were too many.

For a moment, the two of them were too busy to take care of themselves, and were exploited by many ghosts and rushed directly to Yan Yi.
Chapter completed!