The Soul Resurrection Technique is originally the nemesis of ghosts, and has absolute suppression and control over souls.
Therefore, even though the Evil Soul Martial King, who is good at casting ghosts, is stronger than the Thunder Martial King, he is not as threatening to Mu Feng as the Thunder Martial King.
Deep in the eyes of the Evil Soul Martial King, there was a mixture of fear and anger. He could clearly feel that the ghost was constantly gnawing at his flesh and blood, organs, etc., and was constantly escaping outside the body.
If this continues, he will be counterattacked by hundreds of thousands of ghosts and will undoubtedly die.
"Little bastard! What on earth did you do to me?"
The Evil Soul Martial King let out a shrill roar and began to rush towards Mu Feng like crazy.
I saw that the Evil Soul King Wu had countless ghosts emerging from his body, and the yin energy was billowing, making him look like a ghost seeking life, ferocious and terrifying.
Mu Feng put his hands behind his back and stared calmly at the Evil Soul Martial King who was getting closer and closer, the mocking smile on his lips getting stronger.
Five hundred meters... three hundred meters... one hundred meters... fifty meters...
The Evil Soul Martial King is getting closer and closer, and countless ghosts roar and scream, shaking the eardrums, making people feel terrified.
"careful!"
Shen Lian couldn't help but remind him that he naturally saw something wrong with the Evil Soul Martial King.
Although he didn't know why the Evil Soul Martial King became like this, he knew that the current Evil Soul Martial King was very dangerous, and Mu Feng would be in danger of his life if he didn't stay away.
Mu Feng still stood there, watching the Evil Soul Martial King getting closer and closer, knowing that the distance between the two was only about three meters, almost within arm's reach.
Mu Feng stretched out his right hand and lightly snapped his fingers.
The sound was very soft, but it seemed to contain some strange energy, spreading throughout the grotto like ripples of water.
The originally crazy Evil Soul Martial King stopped instantly, covered his head with both hands, and roared in pain and fear.
Immediately afterwards, Shen Lian was horrified to find that the head of the Evil Soul Martial King exploded with holes, and countless hideous-looking ghosts emerged from his head. Come.
Then, the Evil Soul Martial King's chest, back, hands, feet, etc. exploded one after another, and endless ghosts poured out from every explosion.
"No reason……"
The Evil Soul Martial King looked at Mu Feng with dissatisfaction, as if questioning how the latter did all this.
"Anyone who commits injustice will be punished by death! Go in peace!"
Mu Feng's palm was like a sword, he raised it above his head and gently chopped it off from the forehead of King Xiehun Wu.
Blood splattered all over the grotto, as if it was raining blood.
Ouch!
Countless ghosts crazily devoured the rain of blood in the sky, and kept rotating around Mu Feng obediently, with a look of dependence in their eyes.
When these ghosts were in the body of the Evil Soul Martial King, they had already been controlled by Mu Feng using the Soul Resurrection Technique.
Now, so many ghosts are his slaves, only listening to his orders.
"So strong! A half-step Martial King can actually be so strong!"
Shen Lian hid in the distance, looking at the young man bathed in blood rain and surrounded by countless ghosts, his eyes showing awe.
Boom boom boom!
The moment the battle on Mu Feng's side ended, the battle between Yuan Laomo and Yan Yuhuan became intense.
The battle between the two ninth-level Martial Kings was really terrifying. Each punch and kick had the power to destroy mountains and crack rocks.
Wherever the two of them passed, the stone pillars above the grotto broke off one after another and fell into the ground of the grotto. A terrifying earthquake shook the entire grotto.
If you look carefully, you can see that Yuan Laomo was completely suppressed by Yan Yuhuan and fell into a disadvantage, and his injuries became more and more serious.
Yan Yuhuan punches
Exploding out, a terrifying image of killing rolled in, filling the entire space with a terrifying sound of killing, forcing Old Demon Yuan back with a punch.
"Old Demon Yuan! The soul evil spirit has been destroyed, and you are no match for me, so just capture it without any effort!"
Yan Yuhuan put his hands behind his back and looked at the embarrassed Yuan Laomo in front of him, with blood stains on his mouth, and said calmly.
Yuan Laomo's eyes were gloomy, and he glanced at the almost completely destroyed Soul Soul below, as well as the Evil Soul corpse that had been chopped into two pieces by Mu Feng.
"Huh! What a bunch of trash, they can't even defeat a half-step Martial King!"
Yuan Laomo cursed secretly and said indifferently: "Yan Yuhuan! Don't be complacent. Our reinforcements from the Evil Demon Sect will arrive today, and you won't be able to escape!"
Yan Yuhuan frowned. He did not expect that the Evil Demon Sect would send someone again. If this was the case, this would be a great disadvantage to him.
The Evil Sect is too powerful!
When he was the Martial Emperor, he didn't dare to openly work with the Evil Demon Sect, not to mention that his strength has plummeted now. .??.??
However, Yan Yuhuan is not too worried. The Jinyan Kingdom is a small and remote country after all, and it is impossible for the real strong men of the Evil Demon Sect to be sent here.
Suddenly, Old Demon Yuan showed a look of surprise and took out a message slip from his arms.
At this moment, the jade slip slip was emitting a faint flash of light, and it was obvious that someone was sending him a message.
"Haha! The support from the Evil Demon Sect should have arrived. Yan Yuhuan, you and that damn Mu Feng are both going to die here!"
Yuan Laomo laughed heartily, his face full of pride, and he opened the jade slip of communication and began to examine it.
But after reading it, the smile on his face completely froze, and his face became gloomy and ugly.
"Witch! You actually tricked me, it's disgusting..."
Yuan Laomo clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of resentment and anger.
Yan Yuhuan naturally saw Mr. Yuan’s face His expression changed and he sneered: "It seems that your so-called support has not arrived!"
Yuan Laomo looked at Yan Yuhuan with a strange look and said: "The support from the Evil Demon Sect has arrived! But they are not here to support me."
"Oh? If I don't support you, who will I support? What nonsense!" Yan Yuhuan sneered repeatedly.
Yuan Laomo laughed crazily and said: "Haha! Yan Yuhuan, you are really stupid, and so am I. We have all been tricked by the witch!"
Yan Yuhuan frowned slightly, with a sense of foreboding rising in his heart, and said in a deep voice:
"Old Demon Yuan! What on earth are you trying to say? Is your support this time the witch from the Evil Demon Sect?"
Yuan Laomo said calmly: "Yan Yuhuan! Now is not the time for you to fight to the death. You should hurry back to Hanjiang Temple! The witch gave me up as a bait for the purpose of Hanjiang Temple's demon soldiers."
"I blame me for being too naive, thinking that the witch came in person to support me! Unexpectedly, she didn't take my life seriously at all!"
Speaking of this, Yuan Laomo looked ferociously and roared angrily.
Yan Yuhuan's expression changed completely. He finally understood what Yuan Laomo said.
Naturally, he had heard of the name of the witch of the Sha Demon Sect for a long time. She was a feared existence among the younger generation in the Holy Dynasty.
Especially the current witch, who once caused a bloody storm in the Holy Dynasty and killed countless geniuses of the younger generation. Many younger generations in the Holy Dynasty were frightened when they mentioned witches.
Yan Yuhuan did not expect that the witch from the Sha Mo Sect would come in person and use the method of "Tiao Hu Li Shan" to use Yuan Lao Mo as bait to lure them away from Hanjiang Temple.
"We must rush back as soon as possible!"
Yan Yuhuan glanced at Yuan Laomo coldly, stepped in the air with his right foot, and flew towards Mu Feng.
Hanjiang Temple is in crisis. How can he still have the mind to continue entangled with Yuan Laomo? He must rush back to Hanjiang Temple as soon as possible.