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"What's so strange about that?" Mu Yu doesn't think so.

"Hum!" Ghost evil king cold hum a, the whole body is surging up and down the chilly breath, directly toward Mu Yu killed to come over.

Mu Yu holds Xifeng sword in his hand, just like a peerless sword God, and welcomes it without fear.

Both of them are outstanding in body method, and their figures are constantly crisscrossing, leaving empty shadows in the air.

The powerful spiritual force collided with each other like a mountain torrent, forcing everyone back a hundred feet.

Heaven and earth change color, mountains and rivers shake!

In a flash, the two men have been fighting for hundreds of rounds.

Ghost ghost King's hair is messy, his clothes are messy, and there are countless traces of being hurt by the sword Qi all over his body.

It made him angry.

A small generation, even can hurt him!

"Ten thousand souls are coming!"

A gloomy flag appeared in the hand of the ghost king, waving between heaven and earth.

The wind howls, and countless ghosts wander between heaven and earth like ghosts. They emit shrill cries and surround Mu Yu.

People in the soul hall like to capture a large number of monks and ordinary people, and then extract their souls for their fighting.

The method is extremely vicious, which is deeply hated by all people in Tiannan.

As the deputy head of the soul hall, the ghost King's hand is covered with blood. Almost all of his ghost flags are high-ranking righteous monks, and the power of his wronged souls is great.

Ghost is different from others, invisible, once you are entangled, can completely devour your spirit, into a dementia waste.

"Jie Jie, no matter how high your accomplishments are, you can't avoid me." The master of the soul Hall said with a smile that he seemed to have seen what happened to Mu Yu.

Seeing that Mu Yu was in danger again, the orthodox disciples clenched their fists and looked nervous. But at the same time, they also looked forward to Mu Yu's miracles.

Seeing that all the wronged souls rushed towards him, Mu Yu's spirit power surged between his palms and hit him with one hand.

All the ghosts around are shaken away by Mu Yu's palm power.

But they didn't get hurt, and the next moment, they gathered around again.

The evil light in the eyes of the wronged soul is even worse, and can't wait to devour Mu Yu's spirit completely.

"Jie Jie, now you know what I'm good at. My evil spirits have been painstakingly refined by me. They don't fear any of your mysterious skills. They are immortal between heaven and earth." Ghost evil king's sharp voice is a little proud.

"Oh, I can't see it."

Mu Yu didn't panic because of this, his body kept shuttling back and forth in the group of wronged souls, gathering all the hatred of wronged souls on him.

"When it comes to death, you have to answer back."

Naturally, the ghost king didn't believe Mu Yu's words. He thought that Mu Yu had nothing to do with his grievance, just had a hard tongue.

When all the evil spirits gathered together and followed Mu Yu like a swarm of bees, Mu Yu's mouth turned slightly.

He stretched out his right hand, a terrible red flame appeared, suddenly turned into a fire net all over the sky, enveloping all the ghosts in the sea of fire.

"Creak Creak... "

All the wronged souls screamed bitterly and bitterly. As long as they were a little closer to the flame, they would be burned into nothingness.

Such a huge net of fire, so that they can't escape, can't escape, in an instant, a left was completely refined by the yaori flame.