"No! Prince Yan Yi..." In the circle of countless ghosts, the faces of the two warriors changed slightly. When they turned their heads, they saw that Yan Yi had turned into a lifeless mummy.

"Walk!"

The two warriors looked at each other, and their spiritual energy surged out like a tide, instantly tearing apart the encirclement of ghosts and quickly fled.

Yan Feishuang's order was to let them protect Yan Yi. Now Yan Yi is dead, and the ghost is too difficult. If they continue to stay, they will only be exhausted by the ghost.

But what made the two of them look ugly was that they tore apart a circumference of ghosts, and there were another layer on the periphery, layer after layer, as if it was never ending.

"It's over!"

The two warriors completely sank into a trough, knowing that they were completely trapped in the encirclement of 100,000 ghosts.

Bang! In the void, a terrifying explosion started, and then a blazing golden light spread throughout the sky.

Yan Feishuang, wearing golden armor, groaned and took dozens of steps before he could barely stop. A trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency! If you win, I will treat you as my order! Now let my people come out, and from now on, you and I will never break the river!"

Yan Fei looked at the evil soul in front of him with fear, then looked at Mu Feng, and his voice was deep.

"Why don't the well water interfere with the river?"

Mu Feng sneered and looked at Yan Feishuang with an idiot-looking look.

This man was aggressive as soon as he came, asking him for the order of King Wu with a arrogant face, with a tone of taking it for granted.

Now seeing that the situation is not good, Mu Feng wants to release others, and he also said that the well water will not interfere with the river. Who do you think Mu Feng is?

"how?

I have made great concessions, don’t be too tempted!”

Yan Fei's face looked ugly and authentic.

"What are you?

Are you also qualified to take preconditions in front of me?

Evil soul, kill it for me!”

Mu Feng shouted coldly.

"Kill..." The evil soul's eyes were scarlet and flew towards Yan Feishuang frantically. Wherever he passed, the yin energy swept through and the black mist filled the sky.

Yan Feishuang's face changed completely. The evil soul was too powerful. If he continued to fight, he might fall here.

"Wait for me..." Yan Feishuang glared at Mu Feng fiercely, and roared unwillingly, and his whole body was filled with golden light and disappeared instantly.

Roar! The evil soul rushed over in an instant, but it pounced on the air. It seemed very angry and wanted to continue chasing, but was stopped by Mu Feng.

"Go and kill them. If you dare to eat their souls, I will let you die!"

Mu Feng looked down at the evil soul, pointed to the countless ghosts not far away, and said lightly.

The evil soul's scarlet gaze flashed continuously, nodded at Mu Feng, roared, and rushed into the encirclement of the ghost.

After a while, two shrill screams came from the encirclement of ghosts, but they soon ended abruptly.

Then, the encirclement of ghosts collapsed, turning into countless ghosts, and they all returned to the bone banner.

The evil soul rushed over and knelt in front of Mu Feng, holding two wisps of soul in his hand, which were the souls of the two warriors.

Mu Feng put these two wisps of souls into the bone banner and also took the evil soul into it.

In the bone banner, whether it is an evil soul or other ghost souls, they are imprisoned by a certain force of the bone banner and cannot move around, so Mu Feng is not afraid that these two wisps of souls will be swallowed by the evil soul.

Mu Feng left these two wisps of souls to do an experiment. If his experiment is successful, he can create a new ghost like a powerful one in the evil soul.

When Mu Feng put away all his ghosts, the entire Huang Ancient City became inexplicably quiet.

Countless warriors looked at Mu Feng with fear and fear, subconsciously staying away from Mu Feng.

"Brother Feng! The ghosts you drive are so powerful, even the third-level Martial King is no match for you!"

Concubine Feng quickly came up with excitement, staring at the bone banner in Mu Feng's hand.

"Junior Brother Mu Feng! Your bone banner is so weird. That ghost just now should be the Lord of Devouring, right?"

Gu Xiyu's beautiful eyes were solemn and authentic.

Mu Feng nodded and said, "The evil soul has left some tricks, but don't worry, these tricks are nothing to me!"

Ji Mingxu said in a deep voice: "Although you say that, you still have to be careful. This bone banner is indeed a bit evil!"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "I know! But thanks to this bone banner, even Yu Feihong, Jiang Ziyu and the others would probably not doubt our identities."

Gu Xiyu, Xing Xiuqi and others nodded when they heard this. The bone banner was a new method that Mu Feng mastered, which was completely different from his previous ones.

Not to mention Yu Feihong and others, even those who are familiar with each other, if they didn't know Mu Feng's identity in advance, they would probably not have thought of it.

"Your Excellency! Is it a person from the Demon Sect?"

Suddenly, a faint laugh came from behind.

Mu Feng turned his head and saw Mu Bei, Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu, come in the air and land not far from Mu Feng.

Gu Xiyu, Xing Xiuqi and others' eyes flashed, and they were quite nervous.

Mu Bei is a big shot from the Holy Dynasty Mu Shen Mansion. His strength is extremely terrifying, and he also has a high-level bodyguard at the level of the Martial King.

When they saw Mu Bei again, they were still afraid and fearful.

Mu Feng looked at Mu Bei indifferently, his heart was like a mirror. His method of driving ghosts was inherited from the evil soul Martial King.

Soul Evil is a branch of the Demon Sect. It is not surprising that Mu Bei will regard him as a member of the Demon Sect.

"Hehe! Who is your priest?

You will actually know about the Demon Sect!"

Mu Feng is ambiguous and authentic.

Mu Bei's eyes flashed. He was a smart person, so he naturally knew that Mu Feng had admitted that he was from the Demon Sect.

"In the Mushen Mansion, Mubei! Seeing that you are very good at controlling ghosts and expelling souls, only the people of the Demon Sect of the Demon Sect are the best at this question!"

Mu Bei said lightly.

"So it's a person from Mushen Mansion! I wonder what you are asking for me?"

Mu Feng asked indifferently.

Mu Bei's eyes flashed and he said, "Since you are a member of the Demon Sect, you will never have a low vision, but you come here to compete for the tomb of King Wu. Could it be that there is something amazing in this tomb?"

"I am just a member of the branch of the Demon Sect, but not a real Demon Sect! You are also asking too many questions! Goodbye!"

Mu Feng replied lightly, and then left the place with Feng Luofei, Gu Xiyu and others.

However, Mu Feng had a secret thought in his heart. Mu Bei actually came here in person, and I'm afraid there might be good things in the Nine Swords Martial King.

And he suspected that this thing might have something to do with Mu Qingcang.

"This guy is so rude!"

Yu Feihong said unhappyly.

Mu Bei's face was not very good-looking, but he didn't say anything, but took Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu away embarrassedly.

Although he was arrogant, he was not a foolish person. He made enemies everywhere. Even though the group of people in front of him were not people from the headquarters of the Shamo Sect, but people from branches, it was related to the Shamo Sect after all.
Chapter completed!