In ten breaths of time, all the men and horses of the Xuanming Kingdom turned into mummies, and all their souls were absorbed by the bone flags.
This time, Mu Feng did not feed these souls to evil souls, but fed these warrior souls to one hundred thousand ghost souls.
Although the evil soul is powerful and talented, it is naturally rebellious and unruly. If it continues to become stronger, Mu Feng may not be able to completely suppress it.
After all the troops in the Xuanming Kingdom were completely dead, the target of the ghosts shifted to Yan Yi and Yan Qian.
"No...no...Brother Wang, help me!"
In an instant, Yan Qian was surrounded by many ghosts, her flesh and blood were lost, her skin gradually withered, and she looked extremely terrifying.
Yan Yi was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, but was shocked to find that the ghost behind him was also completely blocked.
Boom! Suddenly, a golden stream of light came across, instantly piercing the Yin Hun siege, rushing to Yan Yi's side, grabbing his shoulder with his right hand, and immediately exited the Yin Hun siege.
Yan Qian let out one last scream, her eyes widened, and turned into a mummy.
Mu Feng raised his head and looked indifferently at the golden figure holding Yan Yi, slowly floating in the air surrounded by countless ghosts.
This golden figure is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing golden armor, and the aura emitting from his body is as vast as the abyss.
"Third level Martial King?"
Mu Feng looked at the man in golden armor and raised his eyebrows, feeling quite surprised.
Moreover, he also discovered that the golden armor on this person was actually a king-level medium defensive spiritual weapon. This person was stronger than the Xuanming Twin Kings.
Whoosh! Two more figures swept across from a distance, hovering behind the man in golden armor, looking at Mu Feng fearfully.
"Father!"
Yan Yi looked at the man in golden armor next to him, his eyes showing excitement.
Bang! The man in gold armor slapped Yan Yi on the face, causing the latter's cheeks to turn red and his face to be confused.
"You still have the nerve to call me father?
Who asked you to take Yan Qian and leave the army privately, and what about King Wu's order?"
The man in golden armor asked with a stern look.
Yan Yi shrank his neck, briefly explained the situation, and at the same time looked at Mu Feng.
After the golden-armored man listened meticulously, he seemed to understand the ins and outs. He cupped his hands to Mu Feng and said politely: "Your Excellency! I am the king of the Feiyan Kingdom, Yan Feishuang. I have offended you many times before. I hereby apologize to you."
no!"
"Since they were at fault first, Yan Qian is dead as well, and our Feiyan Kingdom will not pursue it. However, please return the King Wu's order on Yan Yi!"
Yan Fei's eyes were indifferent and his tone was calm and gentle, as if Mu Feng had really stolen their King Wu's Order and it was only natural to return it to them now.
In Huang Ancient City, countless warriors showed expressions of astonishment.
They did not expect that even the Feiyan Kingdom would come out. This Feiyan Kingdom was the most powerful kingdom among the six kingdoms under the Red Star Kingdom, and was even stronger than the Xuanming Kingdom.
Yan Feishang is the current king of the Feiyan Kingdom, and he is also a true genius. At just over forty years old, he has already entered the realm of the third-level Martial King, and is famous among the six kingdoms.
"I didn't expect that even Yan Feishang would take action!"
On the top of a tower in the northern part of Huang Ancient City, Yu Feihong stood behind Mu Bei. His eyes fell on the man in golden armor hanging in the air in the distance, showing a look of astonishment.
"The tomb of King Wu this time has really far-reaching influence. People from Xuanming Kingdom and Feiyan Kingdom have come! I just don't know if the other three kingdoms have also secretly sent people!"
Qinghong Wu Wang Jiang Ziyu stood on the other side of Mu Bei, his face not very good-looking.
Lihuo Kingdom can only be ranked last among the six kingdoms in terms of national strength. If other kingdoms also send strong men, this will not be a good thing for them.
Fortunately, they now have Mu Bei's backing, and with the spiritual weapons and talismans funded by Mu Bei, the warriors they dispatch should not suffer any losses.
"Do you know who the man in black is?"
Mu Bei sat quietly on the chair, took a sip of tea, and pointed at the man in black robe opposite Yan Feishuang.
Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu shook their heads. This was the first time they had seen this man in black.
Moreover, the martial arts of this man in black are very strange, and he can actually drive ghosts to fight.
Especially that Yinhun with blood-red robes, even the Xuanming King was easily killed by it, and its combat power may be comparable to that of a third-level Martial King.
Mu Bei's eyes showed a look of contemplation, and he murmured softly: "Driving the Yinhun, this should be a branch of the Evil Demon Sect. Even they are interested in King Wu's Tomb. It seems that I came to the right place this time!"
At this moment, Yan and Fei frowned when they saw that Mu Feng was silent, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency! The two kings of Xuanming and Ming have a Martial King's Order. If you kill them, you should have got one. Please also send Yan
B’s King Wu’s order is returned!”
"roll!"
Mu Feng spoke softly and continued: "Yan Yi must die! If you know him, kill him!"
Yan Feishuang was startled, and then a burst of anger suddenly rushed to his forehead.
He didn't expect that the guy in front of him would not give him any face at all.
"Your Excellency! Do you want to declare war on our Feiyan Kingdom?
Don't you know that we..." Yan Feishang's expression turned ugly, but before he could finish his words, he saw Mu Feng holding out the bone flag in his hand.
"Evil soul! Kill him!"
Mu Fengsen's cold voice sounded.
Roar! The evil soul let out a shocking roar, strode out, and rushed towards Yan Feishuang.
"You..." Yan Feishang's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that Mu Feng would do it as soon as he said it, without reasoning with him at all.
Bang! Yan Feishuang's body was covered with golden light, like a blazing sun. He stepped out and turned into a trace of light in the void, which collided with the evil soul fiercely.
Boom! A bright light exploded in the sky, and terrifying energy pushed out crazily in annular ripples.
Yan Fei's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, while Xiehun remained motionless and launched a fierce attack towards Yan Fei Shuang crazily.
"Damn it! Is this ghost so strong?"
Yan Feishang's heart sank. He had witnessed the battle between the evil soul and the Xuanming kings with his own eyes. He knew that the evil soul was unusually powerful.
But based on his observation, there was still some gap between the evil soul and him. If it were a head-on battle, he could suppress the evil soul. This was why he stepped forward and asked Mu Feng for the King of Martial Order.
In his opinion, the evil soul is Mu Feng's strongest trump card. As long as he suppresses the evil soul, Mu Feng will have nothing to do and let him control it.
It's a pity that he never expected that the evil soul would kill the two queens of Xuanming and swallow their souls, and their strength would skyrocket again, surpassing him.
Ouch! At the same time, a hundred thousand ghosts roared out and quickly rushed towards Yan Yi.
"Prince Yan Yi! You step back, we will help you block it!"
The two warriors following Yan Feishuang swept out and blocked Yan Yi with powerful auras.
These two warriors are quite strong, one is a second-level Martial King, and the other is a first-level Martial King.
The moment they came into contact with a hundred thousand ghosts, they immediately felt troublesome, because these ghosts were too difficult to deal with, they could not be killed, and there were too many of them.
For a moment, the two of them were too distracted to care for themselves. Many ghosts took advantage of the situation and pounced directly on Yan Yi.
"Ah... no..." Yan Yi let out a shrill scream, shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a mummy.