The Evil Soul Martial King was hanging in the air, looking at the still black mist figures around him, his face changed drastically.
He kept making secrets with both hands, urging the formation to strangle Mu Feng, but found that the formation did not obey his orders at all.
"kill!"
Mu Feng shouted coldly, waved his sleeves, and the flags soared into the sky. Suddenly, the still figure of the black mist moved.
But these black mist humanoids were not attacking Mu Feng and Shen Lian. Instead, they were rushing in the opposite direction towards the powerful Soul Demons scattered around them.
"What's going on? Why did the Dutian Demonic Formation attack us?"
"No! This is a king-level medium-level killing formation. I can't compete with it at all. Help me!"
"..."
The black mist humanoid was extremely fast and carried out a crazy massacre on the surrounding powerful soul demons.
Every black mist humanoid possesses a strength that is almost close to that of a Martial King. Most of the powerful Soul Demons are impossible to match and will be destroyed in a single encounter.
Poof!
The five soul guardians united and blocked several black mist humanoids, but they were all shaken back and vomited blood.
Only the Evil Soul Martial King was surrounded by terrifying Yin Qi, and countless ghosts lingered around him, destroying the surrounding black mist figures one after another.
"Mu Feng! I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be so terrifying in the spiritual formation!"
The Evil Soul Martial King's eyes were red and he stared at Mu Feng tightly, and the murderous intent erupted like an abyss.
If he knew that Mu Feng's formation level was so terrifying, he would never have been able to activate the Dutian Demonic Formation even if he died.
Now, it's too late for him to regret!
He was so angry that he was trembling all over as he watched the strong soul evil men being killed by the black mist humanoids one by one.
"Stop it!"
The Evil Soul Martial King roared angrily and swept across. Countless ghosts came across like mist and instantly enveloped Mu Feng and Shen Lian.
For a moment, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling sounded all around. People feel chills all over their bodies when they hear it.
"It's over! The Evil Soul Martial King has taken action!"
Shen Lian was so frightened that he sat on Chi Sha's back, his whole body soaked in cold sweat.
He has cooperated with Hun Sha for so long, so he naturally knows the terror of Evil Hun Martial King.
This is a genuine third-level Martial King. It can kill an ordinary first-level Martial King and severely damage the existence of a second-level Martial King.
As for him, a ninth-level martial artist in the Sea of Life, he can be wiped out with just a snap of his fingers.
No matter how strong Mu Feng is, is it possible that he can still withstand the Evil Soul Martial King?
"cut!"
Mu Feng's eyes opened and closed, a ray of divine light flickered, he drew out the Seven-Star Rainbow Sword with his right hand, and slashed out violently.
With this sword, Mu Feng used all his strength, and the four artistic conceptions of the sword, sunset, morning sun and cloud and rain were activated at the same time.
When the sword comes out, the sword energy is like the sky. The rising sun rises, the setting sun falls, and the sky is filled with clouds and rain.
Tear!
In an instant, the rolling ghosts surrounding Mu Feng were torn apart.
Mu Feng stepped lightly with the soles of his feet, and the momentum of his sword changed. He jumped up and stabbed the Evil Soul Martial King straight into the air.
Clang clang clang!
Mu Feng's sword power changed continuously, and he slashed out with each sword. After each sword, terrifying visions and phantoms appeared in the void, and mysterious ripples continued to wash out.
The Evil Soul Martial King connected his hands, and countless ghosts poured out one after another, breaking through Mu Feng's sword energy, but they were blocked by the powerful power of artistic conception.
For a moment, the two were fighting together in mid-air, and they were fighting fiercely.
"This... this guy can actually fight against the Evil Soul Martial King? Is he really a half-step Martial King?"
Shen Lian rubbed his eyes and looked up at the sky in disbelief
scene.
Mu Feng's power completely refreshed his understanding. If a half-step Martial King can fight with a first-level Martial King, he is already considered a monster.
But now, Mu Feng is only a half-step Martial King, but he is evenly matched with a third-level Martial King. This is outrageous!
"die!"
Evil Soul Martial King's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his right hand was like a hook, flying towards Mu Feng's face.
Countless ghosts poured into the evil spirit's right hand, causing his white right hand to become strangely green and black, with a metallic sheen.
boom!
The right hand blasted out so hard that it tore the sword energy apart, and the power of artistic conception hit the sword blade.
Ding!
The blade of the sword was bent at ninety degrees and struck Mu Feng hard on the chest.
Mu Feng grunted, and dropped it down in embarrassment. It happened to land where the five soul protectors were.
The black mist humanoids in the Dutian Demonic Formation had almost killed the strong soul demons, leaving only the five soul protectors still struggling.
When the Five Soul Guardians saw Mu Feng vomiting blood and falling here, with blazing murderous intent in their eyes, they all rose into the sky and launched fatal blows at Mu Feng from five directions.
"Little bastard! You are really overestimating your abilities. Even if you are a half-step Martial King, even if you are strong enough, provoking Lord Evil Soul is of no use in seeking death. Just die!"
Among the five soul guardians, the skinny blood soul guardian held a blood sword in his remaining left arm and slashed at Mu Feng's head in the air.
The blood sword drew a line of blood in mid-air and struck Mu Feng on the head.
Bang!
What stunned the Blood Soul Protector was that his blood sword had indeed struck Mu Feng on the head, but Mu Feng's head was intact, and his blood sword was broken into two pieces.
"You...what do you look like?"
The Blood Soul Protector looked at Mu Feng, his eyes filled with fear. At this moment, Mu Feng's appearance completely changed.
He is nine feet tall, and his exposed skin is as crystal clear as if it were transparent. If you look closely, you can see the blood flowing under his skin, like ice muscles and jade bones.
His face was flawless, with no flaws at all.
Her long hair stood up like steel needles, sprayed out with bright golden light, and spread down to her calves.
What's even weirder is that the golden light emitted from the long hair on the young man's back actually contains energy with different attributes such as thunder, storm, light and darkness.
At this moment, Mu Feng entered the 'true blood form'.
At the moment when the Blood Soul Guardian was stunned, the other four Guardians used their spiritual weapons to slash at Mu Feng's chest, abdomen, waist, limbs, etc.
Clang clang clang!
The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the four guardian spirit soldiers broke apart one after another.
"How is it possible? His body..."
The pupils of the four guardians tightened and they stared blankly at the broken spiritual weapons in their hands.
"die!"
Mu Feng held the sword in his right hand, drawing a circle around himself with himself as the center.
The ring-shaped sword energy shot out horizontally, and the Five Soul Protector froze, and then he watched his body split into two parts, and blood spurted out.
"No……"
The Five Soul Protector made a shrill and unwilling voice, and his torn body fell from the air, dead and unable to die.
"You bastard! Do you dare to kill my Soul Demon Protector?"
When the Evil Soul Martial King saw the fallen Five Soul Protector, he was so angry that his eyes split with rage, and he roared over with countless ghosts wrapped around him.
"I not only want to kill the Hunsha protector, I also want to kill you, and I want to destroy all of you Hunsha!"
Mu Feng's eyes were cold, and he stepped hard with his right foot. Within the Dutian Demonic Temple, countless black mist figures rushed into the air crazily, charging toward the Evil Soul Martial King...