To lure a snake out of its hole, you must naturally come prepared.
The function of the Ghost King Flag is not just as simple as swallowing ghosts.
Feng Mian stood in the center of the distribution of the Ghost King's flags, staring playfully at the panicked movements of the soul hunters. The soul-splitting blades they were so proud of suddenly lost their effectiveness. Countless trained ghosts were hovering around them.
The unique aura of the soul hunters seemed to be very attractive to these ghosts. They bared their teeth and claws and kept attacking. Every time they passed through the body, they would cause huge damage.
Not only that, the formation of the Ghost King Banner is based on the seventy-two earth evil spirits. After Feng Mian's practice and constant changes over the years, it has become very perfect. Every ghost is a powerful killing weapon.
The seals changed, and the holy-level underworld armor on Feng Mian's body produced a defensive energy to prevent the ghosts from attacking him. Every soul flying above was an unexpected change, so the soul hunters couldn't catch it at all.
In the center of the Ghost King's flag, many black figures stood back to back, swinging out soul-splitting blades in their hands. However, every burst of energy would be easily dodged by the ghosts, which was meaningless. On the contrary, it could injure them cleverly.
"Hehe... It's so fun. I didn't expect that there are such childish existences like you. Even a mere Soul Splitting Blade wants to run wild in my Ghost King's flag. You are so successful on weekdays, have you forgotten who you are?"
Wang Qi took the lead, and a transparent kid appeared. Feng Mian smiled, pointed a little, and he had an extra robe on his body: "Little guy, you still have to pay attention to your image when you appear, don't be too casual."
The kid was sitting on a royal flag clone, biting his fingers and staring at the panicked soul hunters below.
"Boy Feng Mian, you are much younger than me. Don't forget that you are a junior, so you should respect me. I am following you now, and it is only a cooperative relationship. Remember, don't be too big or too small."
When the conversation changed, Xiao Gui said with great interest: "But you have kept your promise, calling me out for such a fun thing. Unlike the guy before, who only knows about practicing all day long, it is not fun!"
Feng Mian raised his eyebrows and restrained his seals. Now that the aura arrangement is almost done, it's time to watch the little ghost perform: "Okay, since you are interested, I will leave it to you now. I must ask for the information I want."
The shadow flashed, and the kid's face suddenly enlarged in front of Feng Mian: "Huh! Order me when you get out. For the sake of your special aura, I will help you this time. Next time you come to me, please be more polite."
The clone passed by again, and the kid's aura surrounded the Ghost King's flag. Energy swayed out in bursts.
The next second, it actually let out a powerful, sharp whistling sound, and thousands of souls surged, tightly wrapping the people of the Soul Hunting Clan. It formed a whirlpool, completely controlling their bodies, and there was no way to escape.
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"Wanhun listens to the command, breaks through their defenses, enters the consciousness, and enjoys the carnival!"
The kid gave an order, and many ghosts began to sweep in. A powerful vortex of black energy was formed above, and then the souls were like sharp swords, penetrating the bodies of the soul hunters and entering their spiritual world.
Everything seemed to have calmed down, and many soul hunters stood quietly.
Feng Mian frowned, took a step forward, and observed carefully: "How far has this come?"
The next second, many people from the Soul Hunting Clan threw away their soul-breaking blades, raised the corners of their mouths, and cracked ferocious smiles. They began to dance! Yes, they were indeed dancing, just like children, dancing and dancing without calmness for a long time.
"Hahaha... It's so refreshing. I haven't entered a real body for a long time. Although these guys are not human beings, at least their bodies are entities. This feeling is really refreshing!"
The voices of the ten thousand souls came, and the kid was the leader, of course in the body of the leader. He stopped and looked at Feng Mian: "You also saw it, what about our move? It was done easily.
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Feng Mian nodded with satisfaction and raised his hand to dissipate the gray-black mist.
"Okay, I don't have time to play with you for too long. I need to know where they sent Hades. After that, the crisis in the wilderness must be resolved, and this underworld must calm down as soon as possible."
The kid rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "You are quite boring too. How long have you been playing now? Why are you so anxious? Even if it is a big war, the winner will not be easily determined. What will happen if you go?"
Hands over, Feng Mian did not dare to be casual this time: "Senior Little Ghost, Senior Ghost King, please tell me the answer. Everything happened because of me. I hope I can save Pluto this time and take this matter into consideration.
The human race resolves its grievances."
"Hmph! The Nether Clan invades the human race? As the future master of the Nether Clan, which side do you want to take? Are you so entangled and want to reconcile? Feng Mian, are you so capable?"
Impatient, the Ghost King raised his hand and waved: "Everyone listen to the order. You have had enough fun and return to your places. From the spirit of these soul hunting tribesmen, the two Hades should be at the end of the Soul Flame Unit and the Sanchuan River. These are the two
Extreme!"
"What a good trick! The two Plutos have the same aura, but now they are imprisoned in two extremes. If they are not discovered immediately, it may be difficult to save them. By then, the entire underworld will be leaderless and will be completely chaotic."
Without further hesitation, the Ghost King quickly came out of the black shadow body. Many people from the soul-hunting clan collapsed on the ground, looking at Feng Mian in horror: "What on earth did you do to us? Why don't we have any strength at all?"
His eyes instantly turned cold: "Haha... none of this matters anymore, you have lost your value. But I am not someone else, and I will not kill you. Go back and tell your clan leader, if you still don't accept it, feel free to come to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless knife shadows suddenly struck behind Feng Mian. The energy swept across the sky, spreading layer by layer, killing all the soul-hunting clan members in a few breaths, leaving no one alive.
"The legendary variable, Feng Mian, is indeed extraordinary. There is no need to pass it on. We, the Soul Hunters, do not leave waste. Since it is no longer useful, then just throw it away."
Surrounded by black energy, a middle-aged figure wearing a black and purple robe appeared. With a wave of his hand, a completely different soul-splitting blade appeared. He stood in front of Feng Mian, looking at him with a smile, but it was obvious that there was a knife hidden in his smile.
"Feng Mian, you do have some skills. My soul-hunting tribe has never been so embarrassed. This time I was tricked by you, and you didn't even take any action yourself. I have to admire you!"
At this time, Feng Mian was also staring at him, and with the changes in his eyes, he guessed that he was probably right.
"You are the leader of the soul-hunting clan? I never thought you would come in person. It seems that this opportunity is very important to your soul-hunting clan. Are you trying every possible means to occupy the underworld? Can you tell me why?"
With one hand behind his back, the clan leader slowly stepped forward: "Haha... Now that things have happened, why not tell you? I, Fan Yao, as the clan leader of the Soul Hunting Clan, my mission is to regain control of the Nether Clan, so I don't think there is anything wrong.
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Take it back? Is there something fishy about this?
Feng Mian's eyes changed and he stared at Fan Yao doubtfully.
With a wave of the soul-splitting blade, a gap appeared in mid-air. Countless small amounts of dark energy were gathered and then exploded. Feng Mian stepped back quickly. The opponent's strength should not be underestimated at all.
"You guessed right, it's to take it back. How do you think I, the Soul Hunters, came from? Back then, during the Great Baptism of the Nether Clan, all the clansmen with insufficient strength were kicked out. They said they didn't want to raise useless people."
He turned his eyes and stared at Feng Mian: "You said, as members of the Nether Clan, even if we are not strong enough, what's the crime? We have to be separated, or even deprived of our identity."
So it turns out that the Soul Hunters and the Nether Clan are from the same lineage. No wonder they understand the Nether Clan so well.
"We were expelled from the Nether Clan back then, and we had no choice. No matter how hard we begged, we just turned a blind eye. Do you know how long we lived in darkness, hiding all day long?"
As soon as the topic of conversation changed, Chief Fan Yao raised his hand, and a blade of energy came towards Feng Mian's face.
"The leader of this clan tells you that even if I completely destroy the two Hades now and destroy the so-called orthodoxy of the Hades, it will not be too much. I want to get back what originally belonged to us."
Feng Mian said in a deep voice: "It seems that you have been planning for a long time, and you have been waiting for this opportunity. Clan leader, since you have resentment and you have strength now, why don't you talk it over, do you have to kill them all?"
The aura surged, and powerful and strange runes appeared on the face of Patriarch Fan Yao. He stared at Feng Mian, his eyes almost bulging: "You brat, what do you know? Can you feel our pain? Pretend to be a good person?"
"Haha... I forgot that you are the strongest bloodline of the Nether Clan and the hope for the future of the Nether Clan. Very good, then I will destroy the hope of the Nether Clan today and let them taste this pain."
With a wave of the soul-splitting blade, the blade changed in his hand, and a cyclone suddenly emerged, attacking Feng Mian's vitals.
The latter stomped his steps, flashed, and retreated backwards. He opened his hands, and the soul-suppressing sword appeared, pointing directly at Fan Yao: "Since you are stubborn, we can only deal with it with our hands!"
The underworld energy roared, and Feng Mian ignited a soul fire on his body. The strength of the holy-level underworld armor could fully support this move. He concentrated the soul fire on the soul-suppressing sword, and swung the long sword horizontally.
"A soul-soothing piece!"
Wherever the sword energy passed, all the ghosts were stagnant. Their auras were flying, approaching the face of the Fan Yao Clan.
Immediately afterwards, the breath of the soul-breaking blade and the soul-suppressing sword collided with each other. A cyclone was formed in the middle, swallowing each other, and then exploded. The aftermath spread layer by layer and was completely flattened.
The afterimage flashed, and the two faced each other in the middle. Feng Mian's shadow spread, and the soul-suppressing sword shot out as quickly as possible, creating countless sparks between it and the soul-breaking blade. The soul fire was shooting out, spreading on the soul-breaking blade.
On top, they are constantly scattered.
The two lights and shadows collide with each other, making it impossible for ordinary people to capture the action.
In the pitch-black sky, only two streams of light could be seen intertwining with each other, making it difficult to tell the winner.
"Good boy, at such a young age, you have actually reached the Holy Realm. Although you cannot be at your strongest here, you can still clearly feel it. You are indeed the first person. I underestimate you."
His body turned around and flew backwards. Feng Mian stared at Patriarch Fan Yao.
"I sympathize with your situation, but now is not the time to dwell on this matter. I don't have time to fight with you. If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end and ask the clan leader to give way. I must leave now."
Fan Yao raised his brows and stared at Feng Mian mysteriously: "Why, you can't let go of the human race and want to rush back to the wilderness? You think I don't know that you want to balance the human race and the underworld and avoid a war. It's simply a fool's dream!"